Pastoral Splendor

Lin Qinxun lay on the ground, stunned.

How could things have turned out this way? He really couldn't understand it. He tried to move his body, but the dagger was right next to his neck, and a leg was pinning him down.

He squinted and peered upwards. She saw snow-white calves and slender wrists, but the gaze held a chilling aura that made Lin Qinxun involuntarily shrink back. However, his neck was too short; even shrinking back couldn't avoid the dagger. At that moment, Lin Qinxun wished there was a hole in the ground he could disappear into, so he wouldn't have to share a room with this jade-faced demon.

Lin Qinxun was still a little confused. A short while later, he arrived at the room of his new concubine with several attendants. The attendants smiled and opened the door for him. Standing at the door, he saw the beautiful face of his new concubine.

"My beauty, we meet again." Lin Qinxun looked at Yan Ying's face and felt happy. "I've been thinking about you ever since I saw you at Ruyi Restaurant last time. Tonight, I finally... hehehe..."

Yan Ying stood up, picked up the wine pot on the table, poured a cup of wine, and held it up with a smile: "Young Master, come in quickly, let's drink, let's drink."

Lin Qinxun's legs seemed so weak he could barely walk. He turned and yelled at the servants who had followed him, "All of you, get out of here! It's my wedding night, do you think you have the right to stand around and watch?"

Several servants quickly went out and closed the door behind them: "Young Master is in high spirits. We'll come back tomorrow to ask for some more money!"

"No problem, no problem!" Lin Qinxun closed the door smugly, cradling his round belly as he walked step by step toward Yan Ying: "My beauty is so sensible. Tonight we must have a good time. I will make you feel like you're in heaven!"

"Very well, I'm looking forward to seeing what the young master is capable of." Yan Ying held up her wine glass and waved to Lin Qinxun: "Young Master Lin, come and drink this cup quickly."

Lin Qinxun scurried over, took the wine glass, and before he could even pour it into his mouth, he suddenly felt dizzy and fell to the ground with a thud. Before he could recover, a dagger was pressed against his neck, its blade chillingly sharp. Lin Qinxun let out a long howl.

"Miss Xiao, what are you going to do?" Lin Qinxun was so frightened that he dared not move, for fear that Yan Ying would cut the dagger into his neck.

“Young Master Lin, I think there’s something superfluous on your body that I want to cut off.” Yan Ying kicked Lin Qinxun’s crotch with her foot. “Madam Lin is already pregnant, so that lump of flesh here is useless. I’ll cut it off and feed it to the dogs.”

"Miss Xiao, no, no, no!" Lin Qinxun struggled desperately. That was his manhood; how could he live if it were cut off? Yan Ying looked at Lin Qinxun with a cold smile: "Young Master Lin, you're afraid too?"

"Miss Xiao, no, no! That's my manhood! If you cut it off, I'm no longer a man!" Lin Qinxun cried bitterly, only now deeply regretting how he had brought such a demon into the manor. If he had known she was so powerful, he would never have dared to take her as a concubine.

"Since Young Master Lin doesn't want me to cut that thing off, then you'll just have to wait for my orders!" Yan Ying gently wiped the knife against Lin Qinxun's neck, which caused Lin Qinxun to howl like a pig being slaughtered: "I agree, I agree, Miss Xiao, just tell me what you want!"

"Then listen carefully!" Yan Ying stomped harder, making Lin Qinxun howl. She didn't really want to cut off his manhood, but just wanted to scare him and make him afraid of her so that she could take the opportunity to make a request and ask him to release her from the mansion and never bother her again.

The servants outside the door hadn't gone far. Hearing the commotion inside, they exchanged knowing glances and chuckled. "Young Master is certainly in high spirits, shouting so urgently. He probably hasn't even had time to take off his clothes, only his trousers."

"Indeed, that's quite a loud noise, really noisy." One of the servants smacked his lips: "Damn it, such a beautiful girl, all that good cabbage has been eaten by a pig."

"If you were born into the right family, you would be living a carefree life like the young master, eating, drinking, and having fun!" A servant sighed, "We are all born into the wrong family, so we can only be servants, while our masters are enjoying themselves inside, and we can only stand outside and envy them!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the apricot tree by the courtyard wall rustled, and a dark shadow drifted down from the tree.

Several servants stared dumbfounded at the white-clad youth standing before them, unable to come to their senses for a long time—how could he have climbed over such a high wall of the prefectural government office?

The young man in white reached out and grabbed one of the servants: "Where are the girls who were kidnapped today kept?"

Seeing their companion captured, the attendants rushed forward to try and rescue him, but before they could even get close to the white-clad youth, their knees buckled and they all knelt down.

"Tell me quickly, where is that girl?" Jian Yifei shouted sternly, his hands trembling. He had never been so panicked in his life. The thought of Yan Ying being violated made his blood rush to his head. He wished he could grab that young master Lin and tear him to pieces.

"That girl is in that room." A servant pointed to the room with the lights on, panicked. "Our young master just went in."

Jian Yifei forcefully slammed the servant he had grabbed onto the ground. With a light touch of his toes, his white robes fluttered, and he was already several feet away. The servant stared dumbfounded at Jian Yifei's retreating figure. Although he was terrified, he still scrambled over on all fours. He couldn't afford to let anything happen to the young master. If that white-robed young master crippled him, his own life wouldn't be enough to compensate for it.

Standing at the door, he kicked it open, and with a "crack," half of the door was kicked off.

Lin Qinxun shouted, "Guards, quickly seize this reckless slut!" It must be his attendant who came to rescue him. Lin Qinxun was so moved that tears almost streamed down his face.

Yan Ying looked up and Jian Yifei's sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes appeared in front of her. She smiled slightly at him and said, "Why are you here?" She had originally wanted Er Hua to invite Xu Yixuan, but the person in charge did not come. Instead, his master came.

"Your second sister went to the Prince Yu's villa." Jian Yifei was relieved to see that Yan Ying was alright. But when she saw Lin Qinxun being trampled under Yan Ying's feet, his hands frantically trying to pry him off like a beetle turned over, she couldn't help but laugh: "Miss Xiao is really amazing. How did you manage to subdue him?"

Yan Ying stomped on Lin Qinxun's foot, and Lin Qinxun screamed like a pig being slaughtered again: "Miss Xiao, be gentle, be gentle!"

Jian Yifei chuckled: "So he's useless after all."

“Brother Jian, you’ve come at the right time. Please help me tie him up.” Yan Ying pointed to a rope on the bedside table: “I need to tie him up to take him to see his father, Prefect Lin!”

“What? Go see Prefect Lin?” Jian Yifei picked up a rope and tied Lin Qinxun up tightly, glancing at Yan Ying in surprise. “Aren’t you afraid Prefect Lin will arrest you?”

"I have to settle this matter properly. If this fly hadn't been buzzing around Xiaojia Village, I wouldn't have had the time to deal with him." Right now, all I want is to make money, seize every opportunity to make money, where would I find the extra time to deal with him?

If Prefect Lin is a wise man, he will understand after a little guidance from me and will properly control Lin Qinxun, preventing him from misbehaving again.

"My son..." A series of heart-wrenching cries came from outside. Yan Ying rushed to the door and saw a group of people walking towards them. At the front were a man and a woman. The woman's figure was somewhat similar to Lin Qinxun's. She was holding a handkerchief and wiping her eyes. Her dry wailing was very jarring.

"Lord Lin, Madam Lin," Yan Ying smiled slightly at the two of them, "You two arrived very quickly."

Madam Lin's eyes widened, and she spat angrily on the ground. Just as she was about to pounce, she saw her son being pushed out, bound like a dumpling. She stopped in her tracks, pointed at Yan Ying, and roared, "How dare you treat my Xun'er like this!"

"Madam Lin, you've misunderstood. If he hadn't forced me into your household, I wouldn't have treated him like this. Everything has a cause and effect. This is the cause set by Young Master Lin, and now he naturally has to taste the consequences." Yan Ying looked at Madam Lin, who was standing there blankly, her face still showing a snarling expression as if she wanted to tear her apart and devour her alive—she wasn't afraid at all. So what if she was the wife of a prefect? ​​In her previous life, she had seen countless empresses on television. Could a mere wife of a prefect scare her?

Yan Ying smiled at Madam Lin, ignoring her, and said to Prefect Lin very seriously, "Lord Lin, do you know that disaster is imminent?"

Prefect Lin was taken aback. He hadn't expected this country woman to speak in such a refined and concise manner, yet with a sharp edge that seemed to send a chill down his spine. He carefully examined Yan Ying standing at the door. Although she was dressed simply, her demeanor was composed, unlike that of a typical country woman. He couldn't help but take her more seriously: "Miss Xiao, what you're saying might be a bit alarmist. What trouble do you have in store for me? Tell me, so I can understand."

Yan Ying reached out and patted Lin Qin's round belly, a disdainful smile on her lips: "Lord Lin, your son has only been married for a year and has already taken two concubines. Today he even forced me into the manor to be his third concubine. How did you raise such a son?"

"How I raise my son is none of your business!" Madam Lin threw down her handkerchief and shrieked, "Do you think you have the right to speak like that?"

Yan Ying remained calm and took out the waist token of the Prince Yu's Mansion from her waist: "Prefect Lin, take a good look at this waist token!" Although it was just a waist token from a villa of the Prince Yu's Mansion, Prefect Lin might not know its secrets. Seeing the character "Yu" on it, he might have a different interpretation.

Prefect Lin examined it carefully and saw that the waist token appeared to be made of bronze, a dark, indistinct mass with a large seal script character engraved on it, though he couldn't quite make out what it was. "Miss, which prefecture's waist token is this?" Although he couldn't see it very clearly, Prefect Lin could still sense that this waist token was probably not something an ordinary family could afford.

There are also rules about waist badges. Ordinary people would use wood to make waist badges with black lacquer and gold lettering, which was considered quite extravagant. Only the mansions of dukes and marquises would use metal waist badges. Those who could use bronze were certainly not ordinary mansions.

"Can't Prefect Lin see the character '豫' on my waist tag? He must be getting old, his eyesight is failing." Yan Ying said as she quickly put the waist tag away. She was not going to give it away. If Prefect Lin looked closely, he might notice something amiss.

"Lord Lin, you can tell who I am just by looking at my waist token." Jian Yifei saw Yan Ying quickly put away her waist token and knew that it could only fool people from a distance and could not be examined closely. So he took a token from his own waist and threw it to Prefect Lin: "Please take a good look at the words on this token, Lord Lin."

Prefect Lin caught the waist token in his hand, looked down at it, and his face changed color.

Chapter Seventy-Seven: Solution

It has a bronze color, and the waist tag has a tiger head on it, which looks extremely fierce. The character "青" is engraved in the middle.

The young man in white was actually a member of the Green-Clad Guard! Prefect Lin gripped the waist token, his palms sweating profusely. The Green-Clad Guard was the Emperor's secret police agency, directly loyal to the Emperor. They spent years gathering information on officials throughout the land—whether they were respected for their impartiality and law enforcement or deeply resented for corruption. The Green-Clad Guards would secretly report their findings directly to the Emperor's court. Promotions and demotions depended entirely on the Emperor's mood after reviewing the reports.