Chapter 27 Chapter 27 Don’t Say I Didn’t Warn You

Zhang Wen woke up to the shrill chirping of cicadas.

He felt extremely dizzy, and his temples were throbbing as if someone was hitting him on the head with a sledgehammer.

Looking at the strange women sleeping soundly on both sides, it took him a while to remember where he was.

After parting with Liu Jinshu last night, he was so excited that he scratched his ears and cheeks, his whole body felt hot as if it was on fire, so he simply ran to a brothel and spent the night.

Today's mission is completely delayed, but it doesn't matter. What's the point of building a mausoleum? With Liu Jinshu, a good son-in-law, to mediate for him, his return to the court is just around the corner.

After Zhang Wen drank the sobering soup, Meiji helped him change his clothes and wash up. From time to time, he touched this and pinched that, laughing wildly, looking very proud.

After leaving the brothel, he put away the frivolous look on his face and became a well-dressed and elegant gentleman.

He kept thinking about it as he walked, and after thinking it over and over again, he decided that he couldn't just marry Zhang Xiaoman off like that.

Before I knew it, I arrived at Zhang Junyi's gate.

When I opened the door, I saw Aunt Sun coming from the corridor.

"Master, you're here to see the fourth young lady? What a coincidence! She had a nightmare last night and was in a rage for most of the night. She just fell asleep."

Zhang Wen still felt sorry for his daughter and asked hurriedly, "Has the doctor taken a look at her?"

"I checked it out. It's the tranquilizing decoction the doctor prescribed. Alas, the fourth young lady insisted that Concubine Yao had been murdered. She insisted on going to the ancestral temple to see her concubine in the middle of the night. She wouldn't stop."

Aunt Sun spoke as she slowly walked out.

Zhang Wen was taken away from Zhang Junyi's yard without leaving any trace.

When Aunt Yao was mentioned, Zhang Wen felt a surge of pain and humiliation from the exile. Without the real owner around, her daughter became his scapegoat.

Zhang Junyi was immediately sent to the ancestral temple to reunite with Aunt Yao.

Aunt Sun tried to persuade him a few times, and when Zhang Wen's expression had lessened, she carefully asked him if he had gone to a party with his colleagues last night and whether he could help with the money.

That's more like it.

Zhang Wen proudly told her that he was about to become Liu Jinshu's father-in-law.

"This is a great news!" Aunt Sun was very happy, and then changed the subject, "I see that the third young lady's heart is with Master Chen, I'm afraid she is unwilling to marry."

Zhang Wen got angry when he heard this. "If I say marry, she must marry. No woman in the world can disobey her father's order!"

Aunt Sun's voice became increasingly vague. "Even if she marries him, what if she refuses to help the master? The third young lady feels sorry for the mistress and resents the master in her heart."

Zhang Wenzheng was troubled by this matter. "If only there was a way to make her obey."

Aunt Sun smiled and said, "Everyone has weaknesses, and the Third Miss is no exception. Leave this matter to me, and I will definitely handle it properly for the master."

Zhang Wen was coaxed away by gentle words, and the smile on Aunt Sun's face gradually disappeared.

She called the housekeeper over and said, "The fourth girl has a strong internal heat, so she should eat a light diet. Eat more vegetables and tofu, and avoid any meat or fish."

The mother bowed and nodded, said a few flattering words, and then retreated with a flattering smile.

Aunt Sun turned around and looked at Zhang Junyi's courtyard gate with a cold smile, her eyes no longer concealing the hatred in their eyes.

-

There was not a trace of wind, and not a sound of insects or birds could be heard in the Chen family's old house. Everything was silent in a unique kind of dead stillness.

Even the midday sun could not penetrate into this lush green courtyard.

Wu Yong shuddered.

Although it was not his first time to visit the Chen family's old house, he was still not used to the coldness here.

More like an imperial prison than an imperial prison!

He stood in front of his superior's desk and said cautiously, "Brothers, we've investigated thoroughly. Liu Jinshu didn't come into contact with that Yuhang businessman. He didn't leak the news."

Chen Ling'an's face was gloomy. "So what if he made contact? The Jinyiwei never showed up from beginning to end. That person had no idea of ​​my plan."

Indeed, that person is a broker in the officialdom and often does this kind of business. We will not find out anything by investigating him.

Wu Yong scratched his head, "How on earth did he know that?"

Chen Ling'an was silent for a moment. "Who else has he been in contact with recently?"

"No one..." Wu Yong paused, glancing at his superior and whispering, "A few days ago at the Pingyang Marquis's birthday banquet, Miss Xiaoman talked to him for quite a while. How could she not know about her father's affairs? Maybe she blurted it out."

Chen Ling'an looked over suddenly, and Wu Yong's scalp tingled with shock.

His mind was in a mess, and his brain began to twitch. "Liu Fang and your second uncle are as close as brothers. I guess the relationship between the younger generation is not much worse. Maybe Miss Xiaoman asked him to help Zhang Wen. After all, he is her biological father."

Chen Ling'an's gaze was as cold as a knife. Wu Yong's neck suddenly felt cold, and he hated himself for speaking without thinking.

"I'm not saying that Miss Xiaoman is messing up things... She doesn't know it's you behind this, right?"

Sensing the murderous aura from his superiors, he hurried to make amends.

"Zhang Wen has been asking for favors all over the world, and he's reached out to everyone he can talk to. It's not necessarily that it was Miss Xiaoman who spread the news. Liu Jinshu is so smart, maybe he saw through the adults' plan..."

Chen Ling'an's face became even uglier.

Wu Yong slapped himself lightly and stammered, "I'm not saying he's smarter than adults. I'm saying, I'm saying..."

Chen Ling'an suddenly picked up the teacup and threw it at him.

Wu Yong crawled out of the house holding his head.

Broken porcelain rolled everywhere, and the bamboo curtain swung back and forth in the air, hitting the door frame and making a slight "cracking" sound.

Chen Ling'an kicked the bamboo curtain in pieces.

Half of the bamboo curtain drooped down, connected in the middle by only a thin hemp rope, which was about to break.

The master likes the third girl very much...

He suddenly thought of what Fang's mother said.

No matter how much they quarrel, the blood relationship between father and daughter cannot be severed.

Zhang Wen traveled thousands of miles to bring her home from Xuanfu. Apart from scolding his daughter a lot because of him, no other excessive things were heard.

Why do you think she won't help her own father?

Chen Lingan smiled self-deprecatingly.

Chen Shao was very cunning and never touched money or anything like that. The only gifts he accepted were elegant things like ancient books, calligraphy and paintings, rare stones and unpolished jade.

Those who know it regard it as a treasure, but those who don’t know it regard it as worthless.

Moreover, Chen Shao would also return gifts, such as calligraphy and paintings, poems, or wood carvings and seals.

It looks like the elegant interest among literati.

A while ago, he accused Chen Shao of corruption and bribery on the grounds that Zhou Ji used an ivory fan to seek an official position. Not only did he fail, but he was impeached by many civil servants.

Fabricating charges, framing wrongful imprisonment, forcing confessions under torture...

Seeing so many memorials coming in, the emperor became angry and ordered him to reflect on his mistakes in seclusion.

Don’t even think about it if you stay indoors, and it’s even more impossible to reflect on your mistakes!

He waited quietly for the opportunity.

They secretly acted as matchmakers and carefully erased every trace in order to find evidence of Chen Lingyi's corruption and thus expose the big fish, Chen Shao.

What a pity!

Chen Ling'an was extremely bored, so he stood up and walked into the courtyard to relax - although it was called a courtyard, it had actually become a dense field of wild wormwood.

The slanting and disorderly wormwood lay in the sun, looking lively but lifeless.

He looked at the desolate garden, his expression becoming increasingly gloomy.

After going out and crossing two narrow alleys, Chen Lingan stopped in front of an ordinary black lacquered door.

He straightened his collar, wiped the sweat from his forehead, then raised his hand and gently pushed the door open.

The door was ajar and opened with a push.

He skillfully turned left and right, walked along the path between the bamboo forest and dense trees, and passed a mud wall covered with morning glories, and saw three thatched houses with yellow thatch roofs.

Under the wooden window and bamboo fence, a gaunt old man in cloth clothes and straw sandals was holding a chess piece and thinking deeply in front of the chessboard.

Chen Ling'an stepped forward quietly, clasped his fists and called out "Master Yang".

This person is none other than Yang Dongxing, the chief minister of the cabinet.

"Well, I'm here." He didn't look up. "Sit down and play a game with me."

Chen Lingan smiled bitterly, "The elder knows that I am not good at chess."

After careful consideration, Yang Dongxing finally placed the chess piece in the right place. He smiled with satisfaction and looked up. "Have you been tricked by your second uncle again?"

A trace of embarrassment flashed across Chen Ling'an's face, "...No, no."

"It's normal to be cheated." Yang Dongxing stroked his beard and smiled, "Your second uncle is a ruthless man, a ruthless man with scheming and means. Look, haven't I been sidelined by him?"

Chen Lingan said, "I just can't understand why the emperor turned a blind eye to their corruption."

Yang Dongxing said with a chuckle, "Are you talking about Chen Lingyi? He's a wicked man, plucking the feathers of passing geese and leaving the skins of departing beasts. He's truly a wicked man."

"But he is a capable official!"

Changing the subject, Yang Dongxing's voice became serious.

"Qingzhou was hit by a flood. Houses, land, and food were all gone overnight. All the roads and waterways were flooded. Relief supplies couldn't get in, and they arrived seven days late."

"Everyone thought there would be a civil uprising, but there wasn't even a riot!"

"No matter what methods he uses, no matter how much he embezzles, based on this one reason alone, the Emperor will not punish him."

Yang Dongxing sighed with emotion, "Your second uncle is quite good at teaching children. I am ashamed of myself!"

His only son was honest and taciturn, and was a strong official. Although he was well-read and had the support of his father, a cabinet minister, he could never get ahead in officialdom.

Now, at the age of over forty, he is still just a small doctor of the Five Classics in the Imperial College.

Chen Ling'an didn't want to say any hypocritical nonsense, so he didn't say anything.

But then there was the sound of bells and a faint sweet fragrance, and a young woman came out from behind the house holding a tray.

Yang Dongxing clapped his hands and laughed, "It's bad, it's bad, the daughter heard me saying bad things about my father."

Yang Qingtang's fair face flushed slightly, and she whispered, "My granddaughter just arrived and didn't hear anything."

As he spoke, he gently placed the teacup in front of Chen Ling'an.

Chen Ling'an bowed slightly and thanked him.

The tea leaves are green, the tea soup is white, and the aroma is elegant, with a faint scent of tofu pudding.

It is an extremely rare Tiger Hill tea.

Yang Dongxing's eyes flickered slightly. He himself usually couldn't bear to drink this tea.

He couldn't help but look at the person opposite him.

Chen Ling'an lowered his eyes, his face expressionless as always, and did not even raise the teacup in front of him.

"A few days ago, I wrote a letter to the emperor asking for permission to retire, and the emperor has approved it." Yang Dongxing suddenly said.

Chen Ling'an looked up suddenly, his face full of disbelief.

Yang Qingtang, who had not walked far, staggered and his hand holding the tray trembled slightly.

Chen Ling'an said anxiously, "Chen Shao is only in power for a short time. He is a veteran of three dynasties and has a very high reputation in the court and the country. It is far from the time for him to retire."

"I'm old, I'm about seventy." Yang Dongxing waved his hand, "My body is not strong enough, and my mind is confused. As a person, you still have to accept your age."

old……

Chen Lingan's heart skipped a beat.

There are three forces in the court, such as the military generals who fought in the north and south, such as Pingyang Houfu, and the emerging bureaucratic factions who support the current situation, such as Chen Shao Liu Fang.

There are also people like Yang Ge Lao who is good at adapting to changes. He was an important minister of the previous emperor, assisted the deposed emperor, and helped the old-school figures of today.

Could it be that the emperor is still wary of the power of the deposed emperor and suspicious of these old ministers?

Chen Lingan couldn't help but feel sorry for Yang Dongxing. "When the emperor first ascended the throne, he relied on the power of the elders to maintain the situation and ensure the normal operation of the court. Now that everything is stable, he wants to demolish the bridge after crossing it."

"I wanted to retire on my own initiative. It has nothing to do with the Emperor." Yang Dongxing said with a smile, "After so many years of experience, I thought you had become more stable, but you're still so impulsive."

Chen Ling'an murmured, "Once the elder steps down, the court will become Chen Shao's world, and it will be even more difficult to bring him down."

Yang Dongxing placed a piece on the chessboard. "Your father was my most proud disciple. Not being able to save him back then is my biggest regret in life. I can't let him die without a descendant."

"It's difficult to support the whole thing alone. If you want to withdraw now, I'm sure I can protect you."

Chen Lingan: "No retreat!"

The tone was firm, leaving no room for maneuver.

Yang Dongxing leaned back, looked at the morning glory on the earthen wall, and said thoughtfully: "Chen Shao's subordinates are not a monolithic group."

Meeting Chen Lingan's expectant gaze, he refused to continue.

"Before you leave, I'll give you a message: A good chess player plans his strategy, a bad chess player plans his pieces."

Chen Ling'an stood up and bowed solemnly to the ground.

Just as he was about to leave, Yang Dongxing stopped him again, "I remembered something. I heard that your childhood sweetheart came to visit and even smashed your head against her, but you didn't get angry. Boy, shouldn't I prepare the money for her?"

Chen Lingan showed a rare look of embarrassment, "No, no, it's just nonsense, sir."

But he subconsciously touched his forehead.

Yang Dongxing laughed and waved his hand to let him go.

The wind blew through the bamboo forest, and a corner of the silk skirt was blown out by the wind.

As the man approached, Luoqun hid deeper into her skirt.

The bamboo forest swayed gently, making a sound like silk strings, completely covering up the almost inaudible sigh.

-

The moonlight was hazy, and the entire Chen family's old house was silent in the darkness, with only one or two dim lights flashing in the side rooms of the front yard.

There was no wind, no ice, and the house was even hotter than outside.

After Wu Yong finished his report, his chest and back were soaked. He wiped the sweat from his face and waited quietly for instructions from his superiors.

Chen Ling'an held the tea in his hand, looking a little surprised. "Are Liu Jinshu and Chen Lingyi not on good terms?"

On the night when they were preparing to arrest Chen Lingyi, all the men were stationed near the river house, so they had no idea what Liu Jinshu and Zhang Wen said.

Zhang Wen liked to visit prostitutes, so they arranged secret sentries to lure Zhang Wen into almost living in a brothel.

The singer asked questions according to the words they taught her, and after a few rounds, Zhang Wen confessed everything.

But this news was so shocking that I could hardly believe it for a moment.

The two of them were about ten years apart in age. One had been an official in a remote area, while the other had never left the capital. They had very little interaction, and past signs did not indicate how close their relationship was.

When the news of Chen Lingyi's corruption reached the capital, Liu Jinshu, who always prided himself on being an honest official, did not react at all.

Why did he reveal to Zhang Wen that they were not getting along?

Wu Yong also found it strange. "He said it himself at the dinner table. The next day, when he sobered up, I asked him indirectly to confirm it, but he still denied saying it. Could it be a setup by the Chen and Liu families?"

Chen Ling'an pondered for a moment, "Not necessarily..."

Wu Yong pricked up his ears and waited for the call, but after waiting for a long time, there was no response from the person.

He couldn't help but suggest: "Let's spread the news. Even if there is no conflict between the two of them, there will be a conflict."

Chen Ling'an's fingers slowly stroked the teacup. "Let's try. Control the spread of the virus. Don't let everyone know. Move our secret sentries out in advance, and don't involve Zhang Wen."

Wu Yong immediately began to make arrangements.

A few days passed and everything outside was calm.

Wu Yong was extremely puzzled. "This shouldn't be the case. This doesn't align with Chen Lingyi's personality. Could it be that Zhang Wen is talking nonsense and tricking us?"

"Perhaps Chen Shao suppressed it. These groundless rumors are not enough to affect the relationship between the two families."

"Hey, we've been working for nothing!"

"Not necessarily. Chen Lingyi has a bad temper and is petty. He's definitely not going to swallow this. If we give him a chance to vent, we might get the result we want."

Wu Yong started to get excited, "Master, do you have an idea?"

Chen Ling'an remained silent.

Wu Yong had no choice but to retreat quietly.

Before leaving, he didn't forget to take two pieces of walnut cakes on the table.

Chen Ling'an's eyes fell on the walnut cookies.

This was made by Xiaoman. Since he couldn't find him, he left the walnut cakes at the Beizhenfusi yamen, and Wu Yong brought them here.

He picked up a piece.

It is crispy and light, not too sweet, with a rich walnut aroma and milky aroma blended together, and it is soft and delicate with a grainy texture.

There is almost no difference between his cooking and Aunt Lin’s, and it’s even more to his taste.

She didn't have much talent for cooking. Whenever she cooked, she either burned the pot and spilled the sauce, or made a bowl of mush that even dogs wouldn't eat.

Aunt Lin once made an extremely firm judgment that she would never be able to cook anything edible in her lifetime.

I don’t know how much effort that girl put in to practice it.

A faint smile played on his lips.

The window creaked.

The wind is blowing.

Chen Ling'an walked out of the side room, looked up at the dark night, and walked down the stairs.

After passing the hanging flower gate is the back house.

For two years, he still didn't have the courage to take a step forward.

But tonight, for some unknown reason, I pushed open this door.

He walked slowly along the corridor, touching each pillar and each door and window, looking around carefully.

The moon hid in the clouds. He didn't have a lantern, and in the dark shadows, everything was blurry and unclear.

Chen Ling'an did not hesitate for a moment, nor did he take a wrong step.

Touch this, look at that, sit in the eldest brother's study, and walk around the younger sister's yard.

Finally we arrived at the main courtyard.

There are three trees in front of the yard, all planted by my mother.

The year my eldest brother was born, my mother planted a pine tree. The year he was born, my mother planted a sycamore tree. As for my little sister, hers was a beautiful weeping willow.

Under the lush shade of the trees, he ran around with his sister on his back. The little sister giggled, and the elder brother held the book and scolded him not to drop the little sister.

My mother was doing needlework in the corridor, looking over with a smile from time to time.

Chen Ling'an stretched out his hand.

They are all gone.

There was a few faint rays of light from the waning moon, the doors and windows were dilapidated, spider webs were covered with dust, and the corridors were overgrown with weeds.

The pine tree fell down, only half of the willow trunk was left, and only the sycamore tree stood there half-dead.

Chen Ling'an slowly withdrew his trembling hands.

He turned around and gently closed the gate.

-

After breakfast, Aunt Sun sat in the hall and listened to the stewards' responses.

The others were fine, but when it was the turn of the cook in the small kitchen, Aunt Sun sneered as she flipped through the list of tasks.

"The other day, Fifth Girl wanted to eat walnut cakes, but you said there were no walnuts and we had to wait until we bought some. How come Fourth Girl already had them?"

The cook said hurriedly, "Indeed, there are no walnuts. This was bought by the fourth young lady herself and she cooked it herself. She used oil, flour, firewood, etc., so she recorded it in the account."

Aunt Sun laughed again, "It seems that we will have to cook whatever we want to eat in the future."

The cook even said she didn't dare.

Aunt Sun gave the order in a cold voice, requiring that the kitchen be inventoried every day from now on, and that the vegetables, rice, oil, sugar, coal and other items used must be rationed. Each room must use a certain amount, and every detail must be recorded clearly.

"If I find out about the deficit, no matter who it is, I will sell them all out."

The cook complained bitterly. This man looked soft and easy to talk to, but when they really got to know each other, they realized that he was not an easy person to deal with.

She's so stingy and picky, she'll reject eight out of ten things! She was only a little better during the first few days when she was the housekeeper.

I really can't compare to my wife. Although she speaks unpleasantly, she is really generous and gives out big red envelopes during festivals.

The people in the kitchen were stealing some oil and water. Fang's mother wanted to punish them, but the wife spoke well of them, saying, "If the cook doesn't steal, the crops won't be harvested. Forget it."

This guy, huh, hasn’t received this month’s salary yet!

She began to miss Mrs. Jiang.

Suddenly someone came to report: "There's someone at the door looking for the third young lady, he calls himself Chen Ling'an."

Aunt Sun was startled, but she calmed herself down and smiled, "Then you should go and report to the Third Miss. If she wants to go out, let her do whatever she wants. Don't ask any more questions."

After a while, when the people who had been working there had dispersed, Aunt Sun remembered something and quietly went to the stable to ask, "Did the third young lady go out yesterday? Where did she go?"

"I went to Lord Chen's house first, but didn't go in. Then I went to the Northern Pacification Office. Oh, the third lady brought a box of walnut cookies and gave me a piece. They were delicious."

Aunt Sun grabbed a handful of copper coins and threw them to him.

-

This was the first time Chen Lingan took the initiative to ask her out.

Zhang Xiaoman was very excited!

She jumped and ran out of the door, waving to Wu Yong who was driving the car, "Brother Wu!"

Wu Yong smiled, put down the footstool and helped her into the carriage.

As soon as Xiaoman saw Chen Lingan, she couldn't stop talking.

"Why do you have time to come to me today? Don't you need to reflect on your mistakes behind closed doors? Will the Emperor give you trouble if you come out like this?"

Chen Ling'an leaned against the car wall, his face tired. "Thank you for the walnut cakes. It's rude not to reciprocate. Naturally, I have to give you a gift in return."

"What's wrong? Didn't you sleep well?" Xiaoman asked. "Brother Wu seems to be worried too. His smile is unnatural. Are you guys... in trouble?"

"Not bad." Chen Ling'an knocked on the car wall twice.

The wheels creaked and twisted, the carriage swayed, and Chen Ling'an closed his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

Xiaoman held her face with her hands and stared at him without blinking.

Chen Lingan: ...

Just open the folding fan and cover your face with it.

"Stingy." Xiaoman muttered, smiling and making small talk, "I'm so sorry to have you spend money again. Oh, you've helped me enough, and I still owe you money."

"In that case, forget it. Wu Yong, send the third girl back."

"No! How can you go back on your word?"

Xiaoman took out a piece of silver the size of a fingernail and gently tossed it to him, "Here, five cents of silver for this month."

Chen Ling'an reached out to catch it, and immediately startled Xiaoman again, causing her to scream, "You caught it with your eyes closed! How did you do that? Is it the legendary wind-hearing technique?"

Chen Lingan sighed and pulled off the fan covering his face. "Can you be quiet? It's making my ears hurt."

Xiaoman was a little embarrassed. "I usually don't talk much, but when I see you, I always want to talk. I don't know what's going on."

Chen Ling'an was startled and abruptly looked away.

The carriage became quiet, and only the sound of the bells tinkling in the breeze could be heard.

Soon, the carriage stopped in front of a luxuriously decorated shop.

"Feiyun Pavilion!" Xiaoman's eyes widened. "Is it the Feiyun Pavilion that only sells one piece of each style, doesn't sell the best, only the most expensive, and specializes in ripping off customers?"

Chen Lingan laughed, "The victim is willing to be ripped off. Let's go, Miss."

"This is too expensive." Xiaoman looked at the clothes and jewelry in the room, her face full of joy. "Since you have money, I won't be polite to you."

The waitresses brought out various clothes, and the shopkeeper whispered suggestions.

Chen Lingan sat quietly by the side waiting, watching Xiaoman trying things out excitedly, an indescribable emotion slowly emerging in his eyes.

The image of his mother's feet hanging in the air suddenly flashed through his mind, making his heart shrink.

He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, there was death in his eyes.

Xiaoman looked left and right in the large mirror.

I have to say, this store is expensive for a reason; the clothes may seem ordinary when viewed at first, but they work surprisingly well once you put them on.

It is smart yet elegant, and even better, every line fits Xiaoman's figure perfectly, as if it was specially tailor-made for her.

Coupled with the clear and translucent makeup and low-key luxurious accessories, Xiaoman felt a little unfamiliar when looking at herself in the mirror.

Xiaoman looked at Chen Lingan expectantly.

To her disappointment, Chen Ling'an just glanced at her indifferently without saying a word of praise.

Wu Yong, on the other hand, was greatly impressed. "He can dazzle a crowd on the street and blind everyone at a banquet. No wonder Liu..."

Chen Ling'an glared at Wu Yong, frightening him so much that he almost bit his tongue.

Xiaoman, who was laughing, asked, "What's the big deal?"

"No, nothing..." Wu Yong coughed twice guiltily and lifted the car curtain.

"Where are you going?"

Chen Lingan said, "Let's go eat something delicious."

Xiaoman had no suspicion and got into the carriage with her skirt lifted.

The curtains were lowered, and Wu Yong quietly asked his superior, "Look how happy she is. Do you really want to do this?"

Chen Lingan glanced at him and asked, "When did you become so compassionate to women?"

The tone contained a warning.

Wu Yong curled his lips, "You will regret it."

Chen Ling'an raised his leg and kicked him, then got into the carriage with a cold face.

Wu Yong groaned as he got up from the ground.

Don't say I didn't warn you, you'll regret it.

You will definitely regret it!