On our wedding night, my wife acted strangely.

Xun Guo Gongfu.

The bedroom was filled with a strong smell of medicine and blood.

Zhang Chuang lay on the bed, his face ashen, his forehead covered in cold sweat.

"Ah—it hurts! It hurts so much!" His lower body was covered with a brocade quilt, which was soaked with bright red blood, making it look horrifying. His body was twisting wildly, and he was screaming in agony.

Beside the bed, the elderly female doctor, with white hair and beard, was sweating profusely as she administered acupuncture to him.

Several maids carried copper basins, changing the water in each basin repeatedly; each basin was frighteningly red.

"Doctor! What's wrong with my son? Please tell me!"

A middle-aged woman, dressed in luxurious clothes and well-maintained, was clutching the imperial physician's arm, crying with tears streaming down her face, her voice filled with despair.

She was Lady Han, the wife of the Duke of Xun, Zhang Chuang's biological mother.

The old imperial physician wiped the sweat from his forehead and said in a trembling voice, "Madam, the young master's life has been saved, but his genitals were shattered by the immense force. I must now cut off the useless parts."

"What useless parts! How could my son have any useless parts!"

Seeing the mother's tearful face, the old imperial physician couldn't bear it: "Madam, what I mean is, the young master will probably be unable to perform sexual acts again..."

"So you're going to cut it off? Wouldn't that make you like those eunuchs in the palace?"

"Yes... but if we don't cut it off, it might fester and kill us!"

"What?!"

His most beloved youngest son had become a eunuch!

Although the Zhang family has long since multiplied, Zhang Chuang is still her own flesh and blood!

"Ah—" Han let out a heart-wrenching scream, her eyes rolled back, and she fell straight backward.

"lady!"

"Quick! Help the lady up!"

The maids and servants around her hurriedly helped her up, pinching her philtrum and fanning her, and it took them a long time for her to recover.

"My son..." As soon as Han woke up, she rushed to the bedside, hugging her son and wailing, "What sins have you committed! How could you have gotten involved with that madman Lin Yi! My son, how can I live with you now..."

"Mother...it hurts...it hurts so much..." Zhang Chuang was already delirious from the pain.

At that moment, a burly middle-aged man walked in.

It was none other than Zhang Zenan, the Duke of Xun of the current dynasty.

He looked at his son, who was half-dead on the bed, and then at his wife, who was wailing and crying, and felt a surge of anger rush to his head.

"Cry, cry, cry! All you do is cry! Aren't you ashamed enough?!" Zhang Zenan kicked over the incense burner beside him, pointing at Zhang Chuang and cursing, "You little beast, I told you long ago to stay away from that madman Lin Yi! Did you ignore me? Now look what's happened, you've been crippled and you still have the nerve to complain about the pain? I think you deserve it!"

Although he was cursing fiercely, his eyes were red.

After all, he is his own son. How could he not feel pain in his heart when his son suffers such a great calamity?

But compared to feeling sorry for him, he hated even more that this unfilial son ignored his advice and insisted on provoking Lin Yi!

Lin Yi is no longer a fool who can be easily manipulated; he is a madman who holds great power and dares to imprison even the emperor!

He is the king of the entire capital!

What makes you, the youngest son of a duke's family, think you can fight him?

"Master, why are you still scolding Chuang'er..." Madam Han sobbed. "He's already been bullied like this, and instead of comforting him, you're scolding him. Are you even his real father?"

"I'm not his biological father? If I weren't his biological father, I'd slap him to death right now!" Zhang Zenan trembled with rage. "A doting mother spoils her son! I told you long ago that Chuang'er was reckless and needed strict discipline! But what you did was indulge him in every way, turn a blind eye to his mistakes, and even cover for him!"

Before Han could retort, Zhang Zenan waved his sleeve and said, "Don't think I don't know. Last year, it was he who drove the youngest daughter of Master Song from Lantian County to her death! You personally went to the Prefect of the Capital to settle this matter!"

Madam Han slumped to the ground, "Master, how...how did you know?"

"You have the nerve to ask!" Zhang Zenan sneered. "Who do you think calls the shots in this house? Three thousand taels of silver went out of the storeroom, do you think I wouldn't know?"

Madam Han didn't defend herself, but looked at her son with heartache: "But, but no matter what, he's still your son. He's been bullied like this, aren't you just going to ignore it?"

"I told you, he deserved it! Look at the kind of scoundrels he hangs out with! All they do is eat, drink, gamble, whore, and bully men and women. What else can they do?! Now look what's happened, Da Chun is dead, Liu Ji is dead! And he's a cripple himself! Where am I supposed to put my face?!"

Zhang Zenan punched a nearby mahogany pillar.

I may criticize them, but I also feel sorry for them.

This matter definitely can't be left like this.

But he doesn't have any good solutions right now. Lin Yi, relying on his military power, is unrestrained and impossible to touch.

"Master!" Just then, the butler rushed in from outside and whispered a few words in his ear.

Zhang Zenan's expression changed. He took a deep breath and suppressed his anger: "Understood, I'll go immediately."

"Yes."

Zhang Zenan strode into the study, where a servant was already waiting at the door. Upon seeing him arrive, the servant hurried to greet him.

"My lord. The Prime Minister, Registrar Liu, and Physician Ma are all here; they're inside."

"Okay." Zhang Zenan nodded and pushed the door open to go inside.

In the study, Liu Wentao, along with two other middle-aged men dressed in official robes and looking grief-stricken, stood up at the same time.

One of the two men was slightly overweight and had a refined appearance. He was Liu Wentao's cousin and also the father of Liu Ji, who was beaten to death. He was Liu Dong, the registrar of the Ministry of Personnel.

The other was tall and had a resolute face; he was Da Chun's father, Ma Jianguo, a senior official in the Ministry of Works.

"Mr. Xun Guo!"

Liu Dong and Ma Jianguo stood up and bowed.

Zhang Zenan said, "My lords, there's no need for such formalities. Please have a seat."

The three sat down, and Ma Jianguo eagerly asked, "Your Excellency, how is your son?"

Zhang Zenan sighed, "Alas, my manhood is ruined."

"That Lin Yi! He's utterly lawless!" Ma Jianguo said angrily. "My son, Dachun, only cursed him a couple of times, and that fat Wang beat him to death! I can't swallow this insult!"

These officials all have many children, so the death of one wouldn't be too heartbreaking. But the problem is that the child can't die in vain; they have to get something in return.

Liu Dong's face was even more gloomy: "My son Liu Ji was killed by a stool, Your Majesty, is there really nothing we can do but watch Lin Yi bully us?"

"Sigh." Liu Wentao sighed.

Let alone them, even his own disciple Zhang Yuan was slapped to death by Fatty Wang.

If they die from being beaten to death, so be it. What else can you do?

When a scholar encounters a soldier, reason is useless. There's no point in reasoning with lunatics like Lin Yi and Fatty Wang.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Liu Dong and the others felt even more uncomfortable.

Even Ma Jianguo's eyes were red. He had never been treated like this in all his years as an official in the capital.

Zhang Zenan slammed his fist on the table: "What's the use of crying! We are all officials of the imperial court, and our sons have been beaten to death in the street, yet all we can do is cry here! If word gets out, how can we face the court again?!"

Ma Jianguo wiped away his tears. "Your Excellency is right! Please give me some advice!"

"Hmph, if you ask me, we should just submit a joint petition to His Majesty, requesting that he send troops to wipe out that traitor Lin Yi!"

"That's right! No matter how arrogant Lin Yi is, he wouldn't dare to do anything to His Majesty!" Liu Dong immediately echoed.

Ma Jianguo chimed in, "So what if the Divine Machine Battalion blocks the capital? When His Majesty's army arrives, they will surely make sure Lin Yi is utterly destroyed!"

Looking at these guys who had gone completely mad, Liu Wentao sighed again and shook his head.

"Gentlemen, please calm down."