On our wedding night, my wife acted strangely.

Behind them followed more than thirty retainers and guards from the Regent's Palace. Each of them was burly and muscular, carrying knives, spears, and clubs, looking fierce and menacing. They were clearly tough guys who were used to fighting.

"Who...who are these people?" The young servants had never seen such a sight before, and their legs went weak with fear.

The other person, who was a little more knowledgeable, recognized Fatty Wang and said tremblingly, "It's...it's Fatty Wang! The one next to him looks like Regent Lin Yi!"

"What? The Regent? Didn't he just get married to our young lady yesterday? What's he doing here with so many people today?"

"How should I know! Quickly, go and inform the master!"

"oh!"

One servant scrambled and stumbled into the mansion, while the other, steeling himself, went to greet him with a forced smile, saying, "My lord, Your Highness, what brings you here...?"

Fatty Wang glared at him, refusing to waste any words, and slapped him across the face with his large, fan-like hand.

"Fuck you!"

"Snapped!"

The servant spun around twice on the spot, then sat down heavily on the ground. Half of his face swelled up at a visible speed, and blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth.

"I'm here to collect a debt from that old bastard Luo Hongtu, and you dare to block my way, you dog of a servant? Are you tired of living? Heh, tui!" Fatty Wang spat a mouthful of phlegm in the servant's face.

Lin Yi didn't even glance at the servant from beginning to end. He walked straight to the gate of the Luo residence and waved.

Immediately, a lackey rushed over and kicked him.

"Bang!"

He kicked open the two heavy, vermilion doors, the hinges groaning under the strain.

"Luo Hongtu, get out here!"

Lin Yi did not intend to rebel, but he could not tolerate everything.

Because he is the regent!

He is the most powerful person in the world besides the emperor, and also the most outstanding playboy.

If you're going to be a playboy, you should at least fulfill your responsibilities.

If you don't rob or plunder, and don't bully others, can you still be called a spoiled brat?

That's a dick!

courtyard.

Luo Hongtu gets up very early.

He was nearly forty, the prime of his career, and now he had climbed up to the Lin family and the royal family. That fool Lin Yi even personally delivered a dowry of one million taels of silver, causing a sensation throughout the capital.

Luo Hongtu is now rich and well-connected, with a promising future ahead of him.

The guests who came to congratulate him yesterday almost kicked down his doorstep.

"Master! Master, something terrible has happened!"

Luo Hongtu was looking at yesterday's gift list when he heard the servant shouting. He said unhappily, "What's all this fuss about? What kind of behavior is this?"

"Master!" The servant rushed in and knelt on the ground with a thud. "Fatty Wang is here! And he brought a lot of people with him. They look like they're here to cause trouble!"

"Fatty Wang?" Luo Hongtu frowned.

He and the Wang family had no past grudges or recent conflicts, so why did this "living father" suddenly come knocking on his door?

"Did he say what he came for?"

"He says he's here to collect a debt! Sir, you should go and see him!"

"Debt collection? Hmph, that's outrageous." Luo Hongtu slammed his hand on the table and stood up, then realized something was amiss.

Although the fat guy is a scoundrel, he knows right from wrong, unlike that idiot Lin Yi.

How could he suddenly come to collect a debt?

It’s tricky!

Having spent many years in officialdom, Luo Hongtu immediately sensed something was wrong. To be on the safe side, he told his servant, "Quickly send someone to the Prime Minister's residence and tell him that I wish to invite the Prime Minister for tea."

"Yes."

The servant hurriedly ran off.

Logically speaking, a high-ranking prime minister wouldn't bother with a minor official like Luo Hongtu, but what could he do? Luo Hongtu had now latched onto the powerful Lin family. Moreover, he was secretly colluding with the royal family to seize the Lin family's military power, so even if the prime minister was overconfident, he would still come.

Outside the courtyard.

Lin Yi and the fat man, both furious, headed straight for the main hall.

As the fat man walked, he leered at the maids in the mansion.

"Brother, I have to say, the maids in the Luo family are quite something. The one I just passed by had a big face and a big butt; she looks like she'd have a lot of children. And those long legs she slung over her shoulders—hey! Pretty impressive!"

The girls were terrified by his vulgar language; anyone who didn't know better would have thought that bandits had invaded the city.

Just as everyone was about to rush into the main hall to wipe their bottoms with the portraits of the Luo family's ancestors, Luo Hongtu finally came out.

He was dressed in a dark blue official robe, with several stewards and guards following behind him.

"Your Highness Regent! What do you mean by this?! You married my daughter just yesterday, and today you bring people to my door, kick down my gates, and injure my family. What kind of logic is this?!"

Lin Yi sneered inwardly.

reason?

When I try to reason with you, you fucking try to outsmart me.

Now that I'm being unreasonable, you're coming to ask me for reason?

"Luo Hongtu, stop wasting your breath on me." Lin Yi stepped forward, hands behind his back, exuding an imposing aura. "I'm here today to do only three things!"

Luo Hongtu's heart skipped a beat.

The way Lin Yi speaks... seems a bit different from before.

He doesn't seem stupid anymore.

Lin Yi held up one finger. "First, I want money."

"Secondly, I need money!"

"Thirdly, it's still all about money!"

"You want money?" Luo Hongtu was stunned, not reacting for a moment. "What money? Our Luo family has no business dealings with the Prince's Mansion, so how can you say we owe money?"

Wang Pangzi, growing impatient, stepped forward, his 300-pound weight blocking the doorway like a mountain, obscuring the sunlight.

"You old bastard, are you playing dumb with me, Fatty Wang?" Fatty Wang pointed at Luo Hongtu's nose and cursed, "Yesterday, my brother married your daughter, and that million taels of silver dowry, didn't you give it? Once you gave the money, your daughter was my brother's! And what happened? What did your damn daughter do last night? She had another man in her heart and even wanted to invite him to my brother's bridal chamber to fool around! That's called marriage fraud! Don't you understand? Marriage fraud means returning the money! It's only right!"

Wang Pangzi had a very loud voice, and his shouting was heard by people all over the street.

The maids and servants also curiously peeked out to watch the melon.

"What? Marriage fraud?"

"My goodness, is our young lady going to cuckold the Regent on her wedding night?"

"Impossible! How could our young lady do such a thing?"

"What's impossible about it? Have you forgotten the Fourth Prince, Nangong Jin?"

"Oh right, they often hold hands and recite poetry in the backyard!"

"So, this is definitely true!"

The surrounding whispers reached Luo Hongtu's ears like mosquitoes, causing his old face to turn a deep purplish-red.

He actually knew all along.

But what could he do?

It was the emperor who arranged for his daughter to marry Lin Yi, and then seduced Nangong Jin, thus forming a power transfer of military authority.

How could I dare say no to something like this?

Do I have the power to refuse an imperial edict?

That being said, we certainly can't admit it right now.

Because once they admit it, the Luo family will lose all face!

They might even incur the emperor's wrath, leading to their downfall.

"You...you're talking nonsense!" Luo Hongtu pointed at Fatty Wang and retorted, "Wang Chongyu! Don't make false accusations! I know my daughter best! She's well-educated, gentle, and virtuous; she would never do such a shameless thing! It must be you...you've slandered her!"

"Slander?" Fatty Wang laughed, his fat face jiggling. "Hahahaha, do you think I, Fatty Wang, need to slander a lowly sixth-rank bastard like you? With your character, you'd be too thin to even carry my shoes!"

"You..." How could Luo Hongtu, a man well-versed in literature, possibly out-insult a fat man? He was so angry that he blew his beard and glared at the fat man, barely managing to catch his breath.

"Luo Hongtu, I don't have time to waste with you." Lin Yi stepped forward, his aura imposing. "Today, you have to pay this one million taels of silver, whether you like it or not. I'll count to three, and if I don't see the silver, I'll personally go in and find it for you."

"one."