On our wedding night, my wife acted strangely.

Lin Yi and Fatty Wang rode their horses, leading the caravan, and strolled leisurely along Zhuque Street.

The people looked on with curiosity, craning their necks and whispering amongst themselves.

"Look, isn't that the Regent and Fatty Wang?"

"What are they pulling behind them? Why are there so many big boxes?"

"You don't know? They went to the Luo residence early this morning, saying they were going to get back the one million taels of betrothal gifts!"

"My God! They can get the betrothal gifts back after giving them away? This...this is just too shameless!"

"Shh, keep your voice down! If that fat guy in front hears you, you're dead! Let me tell you, even the Prime Minister was forced to kneel down when he went to the Luo residence to mediate a fight today!"

"What?! Really?!"

"It's absolutely true! Last year's newly appointed top scholar was slapped to death by Fatty Wang for saying one extra word! My cousin from my second maternal uncle's family works at the Luo residence and witnessed it with his own eyes! I heard that later an imperial edict came from the palace, ordering the Regent to stop, and guess what happened?"

"What's wrong?"

"The Regent tore up the imperial edict in front of everyone!"

"hiss--"

A collective gasp rippled through the crowd.

Tearing up the imperial edict?

How is this any different from rebellion?

How come the regent who used to lick Luo Qingyu's feet in the street has suddenly become so fierce?

The fat man overheard the murmurs of the people.

Instead of feeling ashamed, he was quite proud of himself.

"Brother, did you hear that? The people are praising us!" He waved to the crowd like an Olympic champion. "Hey! Fatty's doing great! How are you all doing?!"

"..."

No one ignored him.

The fat man chuckled, "Hahaha, brother, look how much the people love and respect us! We'll have to kill that top scholar again!"

Lin Yu smiled and shook her head.

Let this rascal do whatever he wants.

Soon, the convoy arrived at the Prince's Mansion. Lin Yi ordered all his retainers to move most of the silver back to the treasury, while he and Fatty took the remaining quarter to Tonghua Gate.

Tonghua Gate was the eastern gate of Chang'an City, with the largest flow of people, and it was also the main gate where the Shenji Battalion was stationed.

As night fell and the city gates closed, the number of people on the streets began to decrease.

The city gate tower was brightly lit and heavily guarded.

Squads of Shenji Battalion soldiers, clad in black iron armor and wielding long spears, patrolled back and forth. Their eyes were alert, their steps were steady, and they exuded a chilling aura.

They had already heard about what happened today.

Wang Tienan, the Minister of War, suddenly ordered them to take over the defense of the twelve city gates of the capital and disarmed the original garrison troops.

This is undoubtedly an extremely sensitive and dangerous signal.

Although they were the direct descendants of the Lin family and were extremely loyal to them, their open defiance of the imperial court and their imprisonment of the emperor still made them somewhat uneasy.

After all, they didn't know what the future held, whether war would break out, or whether they would be promoted or face utter ruin.

Just then, the sound of horses' hooves came from below the city gate.

The sentry immediately became alert and urged the other soldiers to draw their bows and aim at the city walls.

"Halt! Curfew has begun; leaving the city is prohibited!"

"Are you blind? His Highness the Regent is here in person! Hurry up and greet him!" the fat man roared.

The soldiers on the city wall were slightly taken aback and all looked down at the city below.

Dozens of torches surrounded a black horse, and riding on it was Lin Yi.

In front of him, Fatty Wang's burly physique was also highly recognizable.

To their even greater surprise, the two were followed by five fully loaded carriages and more than twenty menacing retainers.

What are they trying to do?

The soldiers were somewhat bewildered, but they dared not be negligent.

"Your Highness, please wait a moment. This subordinate will go and report to the commander." He then turned his head and said to the soldier beside him, "Quickly go and report to Commander Yue!"

"Yes!" The soldier hurriedly ran out.

A short while later, a burly, resolute-faced middle-aged general, surrounded by two bodyguards, ran down from the city wall.

This person is Yue Nan, the current commander of the Shenji Battalion.

Yue Nan's father, Yue Zhong, was a veteran who followed Lin Aotian in battles across the country in his early years. He was loyal to the Lin family. Later, Yue Zhong died on the battlefield, and Yue Nan took over as the commander of the Shenji Battalion.

Today, Wang Tienan's orders were also relayed through him.

It can be said that he was the core executor of this coup.

"This humble general, Yue Nan, greets Your Highness! Greetings to Young Master Wang!" Yue Nan walked to Lin Yi's horse, knelt on one knee, and clasped his hands in greeting.

"Commander Yue, you may rise," Lin Yi said calmly from his horse.

Yue Nan stood up.

After seeing his face clearly, Lin Yi realized that this guy was the God of War from the original book.

In the original story, Fatty rebelled because of Lin Yi's death, and his top general was Yue Nan.

If it weren't for Fatty's stubbornness and refusal to listen to advice, insisting on a forced attack on Hulao Pass, he might have succeeded in his rebellion with Yue Nan's help.

Lin Yi got angry just thinking about it.

That fatso needs to be taught a lesson later.

"Brother Nan!" The fat man dismounted, laughing loudly, and punched Yue Nan's armor. "Hahahaha, two years have passed, missed you, Fatty!"

"Hehehe..." Yue Nan swayed his shoulders and chuckled, "Fatty, long time no see."

Lin Yi could tell that Yue Nan and the fat man had a very good relationship, especially after the fat man hit her just now, when Yue Nan's eyes turned red.

It's clear that men can have genuine feelings for each other, even if they're gay.

Lin Yi also dismounted and walked up to the two men.

Yue Nan looked at him and said excitedly, "Your Highness, your health..."

"My older brother is completely healed!" the fat man said happily. "Brother Nan, you wouldn't believe it, today Fatty and my brother ransacked Old Luo's house! Hey, we didn't know what we were getting into, but we were shocked by what we found! That old bastard had quite a lot of good stuff! That red coral, it was huge! As tall as Fatty's hips!"

Yue Nan ignored what was to come and knelt down on one knee before Lin Yi again: "This humble general congratulates Your Highness!"

"Get up quickly." Relying on the original owner's memories, Lin Yi helped Yue Nan up and said to him, "Old Yue, you've suffered these past two years. Fatty took care of me in the capital, while you guys were eating meager meals outside. Don't worry, from now on, this kind of thing will never happen again."

"Yeah, yeah, Brother Nan, hurry up and get some snacks to go with the drinks. We brothers are going to drink until we drop tonight!"

"Alright!" Yue Nan nodded, without asking what was on the donkey cart behind him, and immediately ordered his personal guards to prepare.

At the same time, Lin Yi and Fatty were invited to the city tower.

......

The east and west windows of the city gate tower were open, allowing the night breeze to enter and refresh people.

On a small pile of firewood sat green plums, and on top of the plums was a wine pot. Several plates of venison and peanuts were placed at the four corners of the table.

Lin Yi, Fatty, and Yue Nan sat down in a circle.

Yue Nan said somewhat embarrassedly, "Your Highness, conditions in the camp are tough right now. For the past two years, the Ministry of Revenue has been withholding our pay and rations. The soldiers have no choice but to hunt in the mountains for a living. This is all the meat we have left. Please don't mind."

Lin Yi waved his hand: "What are you talking about? We brothers can drink with just a bite of food, we don't care about the food."

The fat man, his mouth greasy, mumbled, "That's right, um, Big Brother's right, mmm, as long as there's wine, who cares what the dishes are! Mmm..."

Lin Yi smiled and shook his head.

It's easy for you to talk when you're not the one suffering. You showed off all the venison, then grinned and said it didn't matter what you ate.

Who is this person?