Song Er was taken aback, and after hesitating for a long time, he said, "Young Master, do you want to go in person?"
Although the Marquis of Anding's mansion is currently shrouded in gloom due to the events at the palace banquet, tomorrow is, after all, the wedding day of Lu Lin and Miss Xue. If the young master were to clash with Lu Lin now, it might arouse suspicion if someone with ulterior motives saw it.
Lu Cijian simply said calmly, "Since he gave me such a generous gift, I should reciprocate."
Xiao Nuan'er was lucky to be safe and sound tonight. If he hadn't taught this guy a lesson, who knows what he might have done.
Although he didn't care about these people, he couldn't let Mianmian and her family get hurt because of him.
Although now is not the best time to deal with the Marquis of Anding's mansion, a warning is still necessary.
Besides, this might actually help Mianmian out.
Thinking it over, he only said a few words to Song Er.
Song Er was taken aback, and it took him a while to quickly respond.
At this moment, the private room of Yingchun Tower was brightly lit, bustling with people, and accompanied by the soft, melodious sounds of a zither.
Inside the screen painted with portraits of court ladies, many wealthy young men were raising their wine cups to toast the person in the main seat, while several scantily clad and beautiful maids stood nearby, their appearance somewhat erotic.
Surrounded by a crowd, Lu Lin drank the wine offered to him with a joyful expression, saying, "Tomorrow is my wedding day, everyone must come!"
Hearing this, everyone in the room was delighted and teased.
"Young Master Lu is indeed a man of great capacity for alcohol. Tomorrow I will definitely drink with Young Master Lu until we are completely drunk."
"That's right, we can't miss the Prince Lu's big day."
Hearing this, Lu Lin's expression was full of satisfaction. His cheeks were flushed from the alcohol, and he felt as if he were floating on air.
The heir of the Marquis of Anding should have been his; that Lu Cijian is nothing but a nobody, not even worthy of carrying his shoes.
He's just some unwanted child raised on the estate since he was a child, yet he dares to compete with him for the position of heir apparent.
Not only did he cause his mother to be locked up in the ancestral hall, but he also forced his father to stay at home to rest, which is truly hateful.
That young emperor put it nicely, saying that his father was old and needed to rest at home for a few days. Bah! It was all because of Lu Cijian and that Jiang Yimian that his father was impeached and temporarily suspended from his post for failing to manage his family properly and being unfit to be the commander of the Imperial Guards.
I don't know what the Imperial Guard will be like when I get back; maybe they'll have stripped me of my military power.
It's all Lu Cijian's and that woman's fault.
Although he can't deal with these two now, he can deal with anyone else just as well.
He insisted that the woman experience the pain of losing a loved one.
Thinking of this, he looked towards the door with blurry, drunken eyes, but didn't see anyone familiar. Feeling puzzled, he called over a servant and said with dissatisfaction, "Why hasn't Yi Hu returned yet? What time is it?"
All they did was let the other side kidnap Jiang Yimian's two younger siblings, and there's still no news after so long. They're really useless.
He was still thinking of giving those two brats a good beating so that Jiang Yimian would know what the consequences of angering him would be.
The servant looked around nervously and said, "Young master, I... I don't know either."
Lu Lin was immediately dissatisfied and shoved the person in front of him away, cursing, "Useless! You're all useless! I'll go out and take a look myself!"
As he spoke, he swayed as he stood up from the chair and walked toward the door.
However, as soon as he stepped out of the private room, before he had gone very far, he suddenly felt a darkness before his eyes, as if something was covering his head and obstructing his vision.
Just as he was about to start cursing, the next second, he felt himself being thrown from a height, and he screamed in panic.
However, the lively atmosphere and music inside Yingchun Tower effectively masked his cries, and no one knew what had happened to him.
He was so frightened that his face turned pale, until he fell to the ground with a "thud," and a sharp pain shot through his body.
He felt as if his body was falling apart. Fortunately, the private room he was in wasn't too high, otherwise he would have fallen to his death.
Just as he was struggling to get up from the ground, someone pressed him down firmly, and the next second, a barrage of fists rained down on him.
He screamed in pain, "Ouch, you bastard, which bastard? Help, help me!"
No matter how loudly he shouted, no one could hear him. In the end, his cursing turned into pleading, "Please, please let me go, please, oh, please let me go."
In his dazed state, he only heard a familiar voice, "Tell Lu Chengyuan that this is just a lesson. If he wants to deal with me, he can come at me. I'm waiting."
And you, if there's a next time, I'll kill you on the spot.
It took Lu Lin a while to recognize the voice as Lu Cijian's. He was so angry, but the pain in his body was unbearable. Before he could even utter a curse, he completely fainted and lost consciousness.
*
The next day.
When Jiang Yimian arrived at Baoxiangfang, she saw a lot of people, both men and women, gathered around the shop, which puzzled her for a moment.
She was even more surprised when she heard what those people were saying.
"I want two copies of the Beijing Times."
"I'll have one, and some of the incense balls and powder recommended above."
Only after entering through the back door did Liu'er greet them with a smile, saying excitedly, "Miss, you don't know yet, do you? The news of the second young master of the Lu family being beaten for being drunk yesterday has spread throughout the capital."
Several versions of the story have surfaced now, saying that on the eve of his wedding, Young Master Lu, in a fit of rage for his beloved, was beaten by Miss Xue's men in a fit of anger. This has attracted many people who come to Baoxiangfang to buy the newspaper.
She deserved it; she felt she hadn't been beaten enough. Who told that bastard to dare to make a move on Xiao Nuan'er?
Fortunately, this defeat made the Beijing Times famous.
Jiang Yimian was taken aback, somewhat surprised: "Didn't the people from the Bureau of Justice say they had just finished making the movable type? How come the Times is printed so quickly?"
A few days ago, Chen Changli sent word that the movable type was ready, but the ink scrolls needed to be printed first.
She agreed, but had a few more copies of the newspaper sent over. She thought it would take a few more days to print, but she didn't expect it to be so efficient.
No wonder there are so many more men at Baoxiangfang today.
Liu'er just smiled and said, "I guess Lord Chen wanted to give you a surprise. I came early this morning, and the news had already been delivered to Baoxiangfang."
I did as the girl suggested and had people go out and sell them. I didn't expect it to be so effective and attract so many people.
Along with that, he also sold a lot of incense pills and lipsticks from Baoxiangfang. Lu Lin really got a good deal.
"He not only vented Xiao Nuan'er's anger but also helped Bao Xiang Fang. Lord Lu is truly thoughtful."
Jiang Yimian looked at the crowded scene downstairs, picked up a newspaper at random and glanced at it. The rest was no different from what she had written at the beginning, except that there was an extra entry in the chronicle of major events in the capital.
"Is the Second Young Master Lu drunk and collapsing on the roadside late at night, getting into a fight with someone? Is it his last act of indulgence before the wedding, or a lament that his playboy days are gone forever? Or is it Miss Xue's heart-wrenching pain?"
Jiang Yimian's lips twitched involuntarily as she looked at the headline, and she suddenly felt that her newspaper was becoming rather unprofessional.
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