Mr. Zeng was the Minister of the Dali Temple, a position of great power, but his own son went on stage to perform behind his back and was treated as a plaything by others.

Where can he put his old face?

He regretted that he could hear Jiang Shuyue's thoughts. If he couldn't hear them, he wouldn't be so embarrassed.

Zeng Fan felt even more embarrassed. If he had known it would be so socially unacceptable, he would not have come today.

Jiang Shuyue: "These old-fashioned people don't understand the importance of cultural heritage. Thousands of years from now, who will remember who was in power and who held official positions? Isn't it all passed down through these people they look down upon?"

Huahua: "Yes, Master Tiandao sometimes listens to songs and operas, and likes to watch performances to pass the time. Now they don't care about these things."

Jiang Shuyue: "In the future, a string of candied haws or a little candy man will be more important than these official positions."

She didn't say that times have changed and these official positions will no longer exist.

But everyone fell silent after hearing this, and after thinking about it carefully, they realized that it was indeed true.

Jiang Shuyue: "Besides, singing opera isn't a bad thing. It's those people with dirty minds who are bad. Zeng Fan is so pitiful."

It was the first time Zeng Fan heard such words, and he felt like a light had been lit up in his life.

Lord Zeng also felt a little guilty.

When he thought about it carefully, his son seemed to have done nothing wrong, but he was so prejudiced and felt really guilty towards his son.

Jiang Shuyue: "Besides, opera singing is a combination of technique and sentiment. It's hard to find a master among a hundred people. Do they think it's easy? If they try it, they won't even listen!"

Huahua: "When the two countries are fighting in the future, we can pull them out and let them perform against the enemy. Maybe we can even repel some of them."

Jiang Shuyue: "That's a good idea. I think we can also get a loud speaker, which would increase the damage."

When everyone heard Huahua and Jiang Shuyue's discussion, they also felt a different feeling in their hearts.

Seeing that it was getting late, Zhou Yunshen wiped his hands and said, "My wife, it's almost time. Let's not get involved in the bridal party today. Let's go home."

"Yeah, I'm full too, so I won't disturb my second brother's wedding!"

Jiang Shuyue and Zhou Yunshen took the lead in saying goodbye. Some people who wanted to make trouble in the bridal chamber also understood what he meant and stood up to say goodbye one after another.

The Liu family gradually quieted down. The two brothers of the Liu family helped to see off the guests, and the carriages that were crowded at the door disappeared one after another.

Lao Wang was drunk and swaying in the carriage.

He poured himself two glasses of wine and cursed in the car: "Others can marry the person they love, why can't I?"

"Damn it, this whole thing about lovers finally getting married is all bullshit!"

"All the lovers in the world are fucking siblings, and none of them have a happy ending!"

The carriage suddenly stopped. Lao Wang rushed forward in panic and bumped into the door of the carriage. Two lines of bright red blood immediately flowed from under his nose.

He covered his nose and kicked the door angrily: "You son of a bitch, what's wrong with you? You can't even drive a carriage properly, what's the use of you?"

"You bastards, you looked down on me because I didn't hold any official position. Now you're all getting bolder!"

He climbed out of the carriage in a panic, intending to teach the driver a lesson.

The moment I rushed out, a cool air rushed into my forehead and I woke up instantly.

It was pitch black outside, with only a lamp hanging from the carriage swaying. His face was gloomy and looked very dark and scary.

"Old Li? Old man Li?"

He called out softly a few times. His voice was the only one in the empty alley, and it echoed three times, sounding particularly terrifying.

Lao Wang panicked and immediately got out of the car and ran outside.

Just as he ran to the corner ahead, a thick sackcloth bag was put on his head and pulled hard into a dark alley.

Lord Lin first hit him on the back with a stick, and Old Wang screamed.

"Ouch! Who is that? Which bastard hit me?"

"I'm telling you, even though I didn't mention my official position, I do have connections in the officialdom. The Lin family, who are getting married to the Jiang family today, are my friends of more than 20 years. If you dare to touch me, they will definitely not let you go!"

When Lord Lin heard that Lao Wang was being used as a shield, he became furious and swung his big stick to hit Lao Wang a few more times.

Every time I hit him, I cursed him as a bastard in my heart.

This is the most vicious sentence among his few curse words.

After being hit seven or eight times, Lao Wang's cursing became less and less, and turned into begging for mercy.

"I was wrong, I was wrong, hero, spare my life! Just tell me what you want, and I will give you whatever I can!"

For your mother!

When Lord Lin raised his stick and was about to hit him, Mrs. Lin snatched it away and hit him hard several times.

They don't say anything when they beat people, they just vent their anger.

Lao Wang was beaten until his head was bleeding and he could only fall to the ground, making a whimpering sound.

Sanhua seized the opportunity, stopped Mrs. Lin, and shook her head to signal her not to take any more action.

This time we just want to teach this bastard a lesson, we can't cause any loss of life.

Lord Lin also knew when to stop. After beating the man, he dragged his wife deeper into the alley and got on the carriage. Only then did Lord Lin start to curse.

"It feels so good to beat him up, but it's a pity that I'm afraid this bastard will hear it, so I dare not say anything. Otherwise, it would definitely be more satisfying to beat him up and curse at him at the same time!"

"That's right! I almost screamed just now! I didn't expect beating someone up could be so satisfying! I even kicked him twice!"

Lord Lin seemed to have thought of something and hurriedly grabbed his wife's hand: "Madam, are the soles of your shoes clean? Will there be any footprints on them? The people in the Dali Temple are very cunning. If they are found, it will be a bit troublesome."

Mrs. Lin, what urgent matter must be going on?

She waved her fan and laughed.

"Don't worry, I haven't walked much today in these shoes. Besides, we're wearing double-layer sacks, and I saw Sanhua kick them a few times. If I rub them on the ground a few more times, no one will be able to see my footprints!"

Madam Lin covered her face with a fan and laughed softly, "To avoid being seen today, I deliberately used sandalwood to fumigate my clothes. It's completely different from the lily and rose water I usually use. Even the smell can't tell who it is!"

Lord Lin slapped his thigh excitedly several times: "Madam is really smart! This old bastard has finally gotten what he deserved!"

"Don't be too happy too soon. If his story gets out tomorrow, the Wang family will definitely ask us for help. If we don't help, it will seem too heartless and might even arouse suspicion."

Lord Lin thought for a moment and said, "Isn't the Empress Dowager's birthday coming up soon? Officials and ministers from outside are already rushing to Kyoto. Some of the necessary routes are understaffed. Tomorrow I'll find a way to ask His Majesty to transfer me over to help, but Madam..."

"I'm just a woman who stays at home all year round and doesn't know anything. How can I help the Wang family? I'll wait until my husband comes back and we can discuss everything."

The Lin couple rarely showed smiles of success.

The bad feelings from more than 20 years ago have finally been released!