Chapter 165: Rebellion against Tiangang
"What's that sound?"
Mr. Cen San originally thought that he was far away and Fu Yi didn't bring many guards with him, so he could deal with it in a few moves. Who knew that it would turn out like this in the end, and the noise was so loud that Cen Yaoxin heard it.
She had always thought it was strange that her Third Uncle didn't allow anyone to enter Tingxuexuan, so she immediately sat up and asked the maid to put clothes on her.
"Go out and take a look."
"No, Miss Yao, don't come out!" She was stopped by someone before she even reached the gate of the courtyard.
Cen Yaoxin put aside her annoyance and asked, "What's going on?"
"Something happened at home..." the man stammered.
The sky had begun to snow again, not heavily, but the maid quickly brought an umbrella. Cen Yaoxin frowned, snatched the umbrella, and hit the servant with it.
The servant was beaten to his knees on the ground.
Cen Yaoxin shouted, "Tell the truth!"
Cen Yaoxin obviously held some status in the Cen family. The servant shuddered and quickly said, "There's a thief lurking in the mansion. We don't know where he is. He's carrying a bow and arrow, and his archery skills are surprisingly accurate! We can't leave!"
Cen Yaoxin's first reaction was no different from that of Cen Da and Cen San... Someone was lurking in the Cen family? Forcing the Cen family to remain silent? How could this be a rebellion against Tian Gang?
What a joke!
"Take me to see my uncle."
"But the man in ambush..."
"Bring up the sedan chair, put out the candles, and walk around. How can you hurt me?"
The servants had no choice but to do as they were told. They cautiously brought the sedan chair and took Cen Yaoxin out.
After walking a distance, the maid said disdainfully: "Nothing happened, did it? And they scared the men!"
Cen Yao had a vague feeling that perhaps there really were people hiding in the Cen family, but there definitely weren't that many people.
But she didn't dare to gamble with her life, so she carefully walked all the way to Cen Da's yard.
Before Cen Da could be surprised by his niece's courage, Cen Yaoxin asked as soon as she entered the room, "Is today's incident related to Prince Danshuo?"
Cen Da yelled that she was lying, and immediately stopped hiding it and told her the whole story.
"I don't know what's happening to your Third Uncle right now. It's really worrying..."
Cen Yaoxin's face turned pale when she heard this. So that's how it is! In fact, in her opinion, there was nothing wrong with the idea proposed by Prince Danshuo.
But I can’t say this right now.
A huge mistake has been made...
Her third uncle was the true leader of the Cen family. Both her eldest uncle and her father lacked the courage and intelligence. In other words, the rest were useless unless the uncles currently being raised in Imperial Capital could fly back immediately.
She swallowed her immense resentment and hatred and said, "Uncle, what are you waiting for? Send someone down the mountain immediately to retrieve that county lieutenant from before. Ask him to atone for his mistakes and bring people to the Cen family's aid. How dare he refuse? Are you really waiting for those thieves to hide in the darkness and slaughter every last one of the Cen family?"
Cen Da wasn't really that stupid.
He didn't dare show his face, but what was the life of his servant worth? He said, "We've sent three groups of people out, but I don't know if they've made it down the mountain."
"Uncle, are you afraid there are still thieves guarding the road?"
Cen nodded.
Cen Yaoxin's eyes flickered, and she no longer cared about being sad about her marriage.
She said, "I'll go. I'll pretend to be a pregnant woman about to give birth, which will definitely reduce other people's suspicions. There's no need for my father to know about this. For my uncles and for the Cen family, I'm willing to take the risk..."
These words made Cen Da feel ashamed and deeply moved. But in the end he did not stop his niece and arranged for two strong maids to see her out.
Cen Yaoxin looked around and picked out only one maid to take away.
The rest are so stupid that they hold us back.
After slipping out of the Cen family's small door, Cen Yaoxin did not go down the mountain immediately.
Going down the mountain now? If she really ran into a ruthless person, even disguising herself as a nun wouldn't work! She couldn't stay at the Cen family, nor could she go down the mountain. She had to find a place to hide until the outcome was decided and the crisis was over. That would be the best strategy!
Cen Yaoxin and his men quietly hid in the bushes. They didn't know how long they had been lying in ambush when they suddenly saw a few faint flames floating in the woods in the distance.
Someone...
It was too cold at night and we needed to eat some food to keep warm, so Uncle Tang brought some meat.
The meat stewed with spices immediately aroused everyone's appetite and their eyes widened.
"I would be willing to die if I could have a bite of it." They looked eagerly.
"Why does it smell so good? I've eaten meat before, not like this before..." They pressed the corners of their mouths, as if that was the only way to stop their saliva from flowing.
Uncle Tang smiled secretly: "There are spices."
"Spice?" None of them had ever bought it, but everyone knew that it was expensive, extremely expensive, and a rare thing eaten only by the rich.
"Lao Tang, how can you spend the money here?" They were anxious.
"That's right, old soup, just with some salt. I haven't eaten enough salt in a long time, and my mouth tastes bland, bitter, and sour." They licked their lips as they spoke.
Uncle Tang then said, "It was Miss Jiang who spent the money, not ours."
Now all worries are gone.
They quickly divided the meat. It didn't matter if it got cold, they could just heat it up over the fire. One hand was still on the farm tools, and the other hand was holding the meat. They bit it with ferocious faces and asked incoherently, "Have you eaten everything at home?"
"I have eaten it. I have eaten it."
"...It's better than those nobles. They always promised but never got what they wanted. Today I finally had a full meal. I was so hungry before that I didn't dare to die, lest I die of starvation in the underworld."
"I'm not afraid now. It doesn't matter if I die." They said this again with a chuckle.
Cen Yaoxin couldn't hear their voices, she only caught a glimpse of the crowd.
As numerous as ghosts.
The two maids beside him trembled: "Why, why are there so many... Are they ghosts?"
Of course they weren't ghosts. Were these people all hired by Prince Danshuo? How could they have brought so many people in quietly from outside, right under the noses of the Cen family?
He is so powerful,... so scary.
Cen Yaoxin felt a surge of resentment in her heart, and then she buried her head in the grass. Fortunately! Fortunately, she didn't rush down the mountain!
Fu Yi was in a good mood and began to think deeply about Cheng Nianying. He said, "You don't have to stay here. Go out of Tingxuexuan and go right to Wutongyuan. Yin Heng's father, Yin Huiyi, lives there. He was about to leave today but didn't make it in time. Go and see him off to Weiyang."
"Don't mention my name. Just say you're sending Yin Heng's father off. That way the Yin family will remember your kindness."
Fu Yi raised his hand and wiped the mud and dust off Cheng Nianying's face that had gotten on from somewhere, appearing extremely affectionate at the moment.
He whispered, "If you get involved with me, the Yin family will suspect you of being under my orders, and the favor you showed me when you saved Yin Heng will be erased."
Cheng Nianying was a little confused.
She was going to send Yin Huiyi out of Weiyang? Then... "You..."
"Didn't you find so many people to protect me?"
Fu Yi's smile grew wider.
She didn't notice that his injuries were no longer serious.
Fu Yi recalled that when he was five years old, he broke his arm because the servants who served him were negligent. The servants did not dare to report it for fear of being punished by their superiors. At that time, the palace was busy preparing for the Buddha's Bathing Festival, and no one paid attention to Fu Yi's injury.
So he waited patiently until his grandmother returned from her travels. By then, his arm wound had become quite serious. Seeing the injury, his grandmother broke a stick on Prince Kang. For a long time, Fu Yi was unable to use his right hand. Whenever this happened, his grandmother's tears rolled down the back of his hand, burning it.
The better you want something, the more you have to pay for it. He has always known this. He doesn't mind if the pain lasts longer or is deeper.
Fu Yi raised his hand and touched Cheng Nianying's eyelids again. The feeling of skin touching skin made him very addicted.
He suppressed the unspeakable trembling in his flesh and blood, smiled and said, "Go."
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