On our wedding night, my wife acted strangely.

Yue Nan frowned, her hand already on the hilt of the knife.

The fat man tilted his head, annoyed by the scolding, and walked up to the fat butler's horse: "You little brat, what did you just say? Say it again for me."

Seeing that he looked ready to fight, and glancing at the menacing soldiers around him, the fat butler felt a little uneasy.

But after thinking about it, I realized that I was working for the palace, so what was there to be afraid of?

Even if this fatso is powerful, does he dare to disobey the emperor?

"I'm telling you, are your eyes on your mother's belly button? This rice is for the palace, for the Emperor and the ladies of the harem! If it's late, not only you, but your whole family will lose their heads!" The fat butler thought that by bringing up the Emperor, this tough guy would definitely be scared out of his wits.

But to everyone's surprise, the fat man was not afraid at all after hearing this, and instead slapped the horse's face.

"Snapped!"

"Whoa~~" The chestnut horse neighed and raised its front hooves high.

The chubby butler, lacking experience, was thrown to the ground, wincing in pain.

puff.

His horse also fell down at the same time.

The horse is pitiful; it didn't do anything and yet it got slapped by the fat man, making its eyes water like water from your boyfriend.

"You're fucking awesome!" the fat man cursed, pointing at the fat butler. "Trying to scare me with the emperor? Let me tell you! Today, I'm robbing the emperor's grain!"

"What!?" The fat butler's eyes widened, thinking he had misheard.

Robbing the emperor's grain?

Is this guy so fat that he's losing his mind?

"What are you guys standing there for? Unload the cargo!"

"yes!"

On both sides of the city gate, hundreds of Shenji Battalion soldiers who had been lying in ambush responded with a roar and rushed forward.

This is grain reserved for the emperor; it's something we never get to eat normally.

If not now, when?

"Don't move!"

"If you make a move, I'll kill you!"

"Squat down and put your hands behind your head!"

The grain shop assistants had never seen anything like this before; they were so frightened their legs went weak, and they did whatever they were told.

The portly steward finally realized what was happening, scrambled to his feet, and shouted, jumping up and down, "Rebellion! Rebellion! Do you know who I am? I'm the brother-in-law of the Minister of Revenue! You dare steal my grain? The Minister will not let you get away with this!"

"The Minister of Revenue?" Fatty Wang grabbed him by the neck, his mouth spitting out foul language. "That old bastard who withheld our Shenji Battalion's pay? Damn it, I haven't even gone to settle accounts with him yet, and you, you dog, have delivered yourself to my doorstep!"

Liu Gui had never seen such a fierce person in his eight lifetimes, and was so frightened that he couldn't speak: "You...you're being insolent..."

"Stop your fucking nonsense! Let me tell you, from today onwards, this capital city is ruled by our Regent's Palace! Don't think that just because you're the Minister of Revenue's brother-in-law, or even the Emperor's brother-in-law, I'll rob you without hesitation!"

After saying that, the fat man turned to the soldiers who were carrying grain and roared, "Did you hear me? Remember this! From now on, anything sent to the palace, whether it's food, drink, clothing, or other necessities, will be confiscated by me! If the emperor won't let us brothers live, I'll make him taste what it's like to go hungry!"

"good!"

"Your Highness is mighty!"

"Fat Master is awesome!"

"Awesome!"

The soldiers shouted excitedly as they carried the sacks.

Damn it, I've been holding back for two years, and I've finally gotten half of my revenge!

Yue Nan felt his blood boil as he looked at the scene before him.

Nobody likes feeling stifled, especially soldiers.

The brothers have suffered a lot these past two years, and it's time for them to enjoy a few days of comfort.

As for whether there is any room for negotiation with the royal family... heh, that's the prince's business. I just need to carry out the prince's orders.

Liu Gui was being choked by Fatty Wang until he was foaming at the mouth and was on the verge of death.

Yue Nan walked over, patted the fat man's arm, and said, "Fatty, the prince's intention is to arrest all these people and take them back, but not kill them."

The fat man obediently released his grip and said to the soldier, "Arrest them all! You son of a bitch, daring to curse your Fat Grandpa. You're one of a kind, you scorpion poop!"

Soon, more than a dozen carts of grain were unloaded and piled up into a small mountain outside the city gate.

The soldiers dared not delay. In order to eat as soon as possible, they tied up all the men with ropes, including the fat steward, and sent them all to the military camp outside the city.

"Brother Nan, how was it? Did I do a great job?" The fat man puffed out his belly, put his hands on his hips, and looked triumphant.

Yue Nan pursed her lips and nodded, revealing a rare smile: "Fatty is indeed mighty."

"Hahaha, this is nothing." Fatty Wang wiped his mouth, somewhat smug. "Just wait and see, the next wave will definitely be even more exciting!"

He was right; the next wave was indeed even more exciting.

Around noon, the Shenji Battalion prepared the meal and brought it over by horse-drawn cart.

The fat man ate five bowls of rice by himself, and even showed off the venison that belonged to Yue Nan, until he was so full that his eyes rolled back.

At this moment, another group of people appeared on the official road.

This team is completely different from the grain convoy led by Liu Gui this morning.

The guards were not ordinary men, but imperial guards in full armor. Although there were not many of them, they were all in high spirits and stood up straight.

The cart wasn't carrying sacks, but a dozen or so exquisite wooden crates covered with yellow tarpaulin. Judging from how carefully they handled them, you could tell that there must be good stuff inside.

"Fatty, we have another job!" a sharp-eyed soldier shouted excitedly from the city wall.

Fatty Wang burped, swayed as he stood up, his eyes gleaming: "Damn? They're here so fast? Alright, let me see what kind of treasure they have this time."

Yue Nan ate the last grain of rice at the bottom of the bowl before getting up and moving forward.

He covered his eyes with his palm and looked into the distance.

Suddenly, he frowned.

He recognized the uniforms of the guards; they all belonged to the Imperial Household Department.

The Imperial Household Department was in charge of the royal family's private affairs, and the items they escorted were most likely tributes to the concubines in the harem.

The act of seizing military rations could still be considered justified, since the Ministry of Revenue had previously withheld military pay.

But if it's about stealing from the emperor's wife... then the nature of the matter changes completely.

"Fatty," Yue Nan whispered a reminder, "this is probably tribute from the south, we..."

"Tribute?" Fatty Wang's eyes lit up even more. "Tribute is great! I love tribute! The emperor's wife wears gold and silver every day, while we brothers can't even get enough to eat. Why should we? Damn it, Brother Nan, don't get involved in this. I'm the one who decides!"

"This...sigh." Yue Nan knew he couldn't persuade this troublemaker, so he could only sigh, then brace himself and prepare to deal with it.

The convoy soon arrived at the city gate.

The leader was an old eunuch in his forties, with a white face, no beard, and slanted phoenix eyes. He looked at people with a sinister air.

Seeing soldiers blocking his way into the city, he stepped forward and said, "I am Li An, the Grand Steward of the Imperial Household Department. Who among you is in charge?"

"Me!" The fat man shook his head and walked over like a thug.

Ang Lee narrowed his eyes, realizing something was wrong.

I didn't check the almanac before going out today, and somehow I ran into this idiot.

And judging from his mood, he doesn't seem to be in a good mood. Hmm... I'm too old to provoke him.

"So it's Young Master Wang, hehehe..." He immediately bowed and said with a smile, "This old servant is on imperial orders to escort the newly tributed Yun brocade from the Jiangnan Textile Bureau and lychees from Sichuan. May I ask what Young Master Wang is doing here?"

Fatty Wang picked at his ear. "I'm telling you, you damn eunuch, you really have no eyes! What are those eyeballs for? Can't you see I'm robbing people here?"

The eunuchs around Li An didn't recognize the fat man and immediately screamed, "How dare you! Who do you think you are, speaking to Chief Eunuch Li like that?"

"Snapped!"

Before the fat man could even get angry, Li An slapped the little eunuch across the face. "You're the one who's being insolent! You blind fool, kneel down and apologize to Young Master Wang!"

"Godfather...I..."

"Kneel down!!"