Zhao Ning followed behind Cao Song. As soon as the two stepped out of the ward, they saw Yuan Feng walking towards them. Upon seeing this, Zhao Ning hurriedly stepped forward and bowed to Yuan Feng.

"This humble servant greets the Minister of Works!"

"No need for such formalities!"

Yuan Feng nodded to Zhao Ning, then looked at Cao Song.

"Brother Ju Gao, thank you so much for today's matter, Mengde. My Yuan family owes you a favor..."

Cao Song waved his hand dismissively: "Brother Zhou Yang, you're too kind. What's with all this talk of personal relationships...!"

"No matter what, if it weren't for your Mengde's intervention, my son would have been in real danger!"

Yuan Feng looked at Cao Song with a sincere expression, his words revealing a hint of gratitude towards Cao Cao.

"Heh~, my son acted on behalf of Benchu. If you want to thank someone, you should thank Benchu ​​instead!"

Cao Song chuckled and looked at Yuan Feng with a mocking expression.

"You... sigh!"

Yuan Feng stared blankly at Cao Song for a moment, wanting to say something, but couldn't utter a word. In the end, he could only sigh helplessly.

"Alright, let's not talk about this today. I'm sure Brother Zhou Yang understands that those people were originally targeting us. Whether it's your Gonglu or my Mengde, they've all been caught in the crossfire because of us!"

Seeing this, Cao Song did not dwell on the matter further, but instead steered the conversation toward the conflict with the scholars.

"Indeed, those people are truly hateful..."

Mentioning those scholars and recalling Yuan Shu's miserable state on his sickbed, Yuan Feng could not hide his resentment.

Cao Song said solemnly, "Brother Zhou Yang, it seems that we need to join forces again this time. If we don't teach those people a lesson, it will be our turn soon!"

"Brother Jugao is right. What are your plans?"

"What other plans could I have? He punched me, so naturally I'll repay him twofold!"

As I once said, the imperial court and government officials are now all on our side. With this advantage, why not use it...?

"This... Brother Ju Gao, is this action inappropriate?"

Upon hearing Cao Song's plan, Yuan Feng couldn't help but frown.

Cao Song curled his lip: "What's wrong with it? Although this method is crude, it is quite effective. As long as we can capture them, they're at our mercy...?"

"Hmm~, Brother Ju Gao is right!!"

Considering that the two sides were now locked in a life-or-death struggle, Yuan Feng nodded and approved of Cao Song's plan.

Then Cao Song turned to Zhao Ning beside him and said with a smile, "This matter will require the help of Patriarch Zhao!"

"Please give your orders, Grand Minister of Agriculture, and I will do my utmost to help!"

Zhao Ning nodded in agreement without hesitation, and now he knew that the root of the matter was his recommendation for the civil service examination.

Now he has become the primary target of those scholars. If he cannot help Cao Song and Yuan Feng get rid of those scholars, he will be the first to suffer.

"Good, Patriarch Zhao is indeed straightforward!"

Cao Song nodded in satisfaction at Zhao Ning's attitude.

Afterwards, Cao Song, Yuan Feng, and Zhao Ning found a quiet place to discuss their next move.

Outside an intensive care unit, Han Ping paced back and forth anxiously, his gaze occasionally drifting towards the inside of the unit.

Before long, Hua Tuo, dressed in white, came out with a frown.

Han Ping hurriedly stepped forward, looking at Hua Tuo with a worried expression.

"Dr. Hua, how is my son's injury?"

"Alas, his life is not in danger, but his spine is broken, and he has lost feeling in his legs and cannot walk. Moreover... I have also discovered that your son's genitals are torn, making it impossible for him to perform marital relations..."

Hua Tuo sighed softly, but at the end, he paused slightly, glanced at Han Ping with some hesitation, and then truthfully told Han Ping about Han Hui's situation.

"Wh...what...?"

Upon hearing Hua Tuo's words, Han Ping's pupils constricted, and he felt as if a thunderclap had exploded in his brain, leaving him frozen in place.

"My son is unable to walk, unable to perform the proper rites of passage...?"

Han Ping murmured softly as he walked unsteadily into the ward.

Looking at his son, who was still unconscious and pale on the hospital bed, Han Ping's eyes instantly turned red.

"Yuan Shu... Yuan family... If I don't avenge this, I, Han Ping, swear I will not be a man!"

The thought that his only son would be confined to his bed in the future, and that he himself would be childless, caused Han Ping's expression to become somewhat ferocious, and his teeth to grind together.

Half an hour later, Han Ping finally got up and walked out of the ward. As he was leaving, he turned his head to look at Han Hui on the hospital bed, his eyes filled with affection.

"Don't worry, Hui'er, I will make the Yuan family pay back tenfold, a hundredfold, for all the suffering you have endured today!"

After saying that, Han Ping walked out with a resolute expression.

"Oh ho ho, isn't this Patriarch Han?"

Just as Han Ping stepped outside, he heard a hateful voice.

Han Ping turned his head and saw that Cao Song, Yuan Feng, and Zhao Ning were walking towards him.

The moment Han Ping saw Yuan Feng and Cao Song, a flash of hatred crossed his eyes, but he quickly concealed it.

Han Ping then politely stepped forward and bowed to the two of them.

"So it's the Minister of Works and the Minister of Agriculture! My apologies!"

"Master Han, you're too kind. May I ask... how is your son's injury?"

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