Thrown out of the house, the wet nurse enters the noble household and becomes a person of high statu

Chen Yindi was kicked away and fell on the steps at the entrance of Yuelai Building.

She clutched her stomach, curled up in a ball, her face contorted in pain.

Pei Yaojun held back his strength in that kick; otherwise, with his skill, he could have killed the madwoman.

Everyone was stunned by the sudden, ruthless, and decisive kick.

Pei Yaojun dusted off non-existent dust from the hem of his robe and prepared to leave with Liu Wenying.

"You still say you're not her lover? You adulterers..."

Chen Yindi was on the verge of death. The kick that sent her flying had also shattered her reason.

A richly dressed young man assaulted a frail and pitiful woman in the street, and then tried to leave.

Unaware of the truth, and with Chen Yindi twisting the facts, many bystanders were incited and filled with righteous indignation.

Several self-proclaimed righteous and enthusiastic men blocked Pei Yaojun and Liu Wenying's path.

"You think you can just walk away after hitting someone? Is there no law?"

"Under the Emperor's very nose, how dare you run wild!"

"Indecent and vile, utterly filthy!"

The situation has become serious; there's a lot of trouble ahead.

Liu Wenying stepped forward, attempting to explain.

"Please calm down, everyone. The situation is not as you see it. She started by making slanderous remarks and relentlessly harassing us..."

"Pah! You're in cahoots with the guy who hit him, so of course you're taking his side."

The burly man, dressed in shorts, spat and pointed at Chen Yindi, who was curled up on the ground.

"Look what they've done to her! Just because you have money doesn't mean you can bully others! We're demanding an explanation today!"

"Exactly! Look at his delicate skin, he's so ruthless!"

"Don't listen to the woman's excuses. I heard her calling them adulterers and sluts. They must have been caught in the act in the street and became enraged, which is why they attacked her..."

Pei Yaojun was blocked in his way, and crude speculations and accusations came crashing down on him.

When has he ever been treated like this? Surrounded in the street by a bunch of thugs?

"Get out of here!"

Enraged by his arrogance, the burly man roared and threw a punch at Pei Yaojun's face!

Seeing this, the men behind him also shouted and rushed forward, throwing punches and kicks.

Pei Yaojun's eyes sharpened, and instead of retreating, he advanced!

He moved with the agility of a fish, turning his head to dodge the powerful punch.

At the same time, his right hand shot out like lightning, accurately grabbing the other person's wrist and twisting it with a smooth motion.

The man cried out in pain, his massive body staggering forward.

Instead, Pei Yaojun delivered a left elbow strike to his ribs.

"Ugh!"

The man groaned and staggered back several steps, his face pale.

The next moment, another person's fist was already at his waist.

Pei Yaojun raised his knee to block, used the momentum to spin around, and kicked the man in the back of the knee, causing him to lose his balance and fall to the ground with a thud.

The movements are swift and ruthless, and the moves are simple and effective.

Being both a scholar and a warrior is merely the minimum requirement for a legitimate son of a noble family.

However, even the strongest fists can be no match for a large number of hands.

More and more people surrounded them. Although they had no strategy, they relied on their numbers and attacked from all directions with a barrage of punches and kicks.

Pei Yaojun had to protect Liu Wenying from being affected while also dealing with the endless attacks, which inevitably put him in a difficult position.

In the chaos, a tall, thin man seized an opening, grabbed a tool at hand, and hurled it at the enemy.

Pei Yaojun parried the two punches from the front, then noticed a gust of wind from his side and rear, and quickly dodged.

He avoided the vital spot on the top of his head, but the back of his hand, which was used to block, was scraped hard by a hard object.

The skin and flesh were instantly ripped open, leaving a wound about an inch long, from which fresh blood immediately gushed out, trickling down the back of the slender hand.

When he was hurt, Pei Yaojun's brows furrowed, and his anger intensified.

He struck the other man in the chest with a backhand slap, knocking him back.

As the chaos on the street escalated and became unbearable, patrolling officers arrived after hearing the news.

"stop!"

"The Jingzhao Prefecture is investigating! All of you, cease all actions!"

His stern shout drowned out the noise in the arena.

The constables, dressed in black robes and carrying broadswords at their waists, parted the crowd and rushed in, their iron rulers and chains clanging as they quickly separated the two sides fighting.

"In broad daylight, right under the emperor's nose, they dared to engage in a mass brawl in the street! All those involved have been taken away!"

Whether it was Pei Yaojun, Liu Wenying, the men who surrounded them, or Chen Yindi lying on the ground groaning, they were all controlled by the constables without any explanation.

One man disagreed and tried to argue, but was immediately stopped by the bailiffs who held an iron ruler to his throat.

"Whatever you have to say, let's talk at the government office!"

Liu Wenying originally thought she would be taken directly to the Jingzhao Prefecture government office for questioning and even interrogation.

However, they were not taken away towards the government office, but rather to a rather elegant teahouse across the street.

The teahouse owner seemed to have been instructed beforehand, and was not flustered when the officials entered. He respectfully led them upstairs to the most spacious and secluded private room.

Liu Wenying's doubts deepened. She followed the constable in and was stunned when she looked up.

The private room was filled with the aroma of tea and decorated in a refined manner.

Two people were sitting at the rosewood tea table by the window.

The man on the left, dressed in a deep scarlet official robe, exudes an imposing presence even without anger; he is none other than Lord Wu, the Prefect of the Capital.

On the right was a man in a light scarlet official robe with a cloud and wild goose embroidered on his chest. He was fair and refined, and it was none other than the Second Master, Pei Zeyu.

Pei Zeyu was slowly sipping a cup of tea when he heard the noise. He glanced at Pei Yaojun and Liu Wenying, who looked disheveled.

Liu Wenying met his gaze, and her heart suddenly tightened.

She always ran into the Second Master whenever she was at her most miserable.

Liu Wenying wished she could disappear into a crack in the ground.

Pei Yaojun also saw Pei Zeyu, shook his still bleeding hand, and said nonchalantly, "Second Brother."

Pei Zeyu put down his teacup, his gaze lingering on the back of Pei Zeyu's hand for a moment.

"Why aren't you at the Ministry of Works observing state affairs at this hour? What are you doing here in the East Market?"

Pei Yaojun didn't seem inclined to answer, and remained silent, pursing his lips.

His attitude caused Pei Zeyu's smile to fade considerably. He turned to Lord Wu and said, "Today's matter should be handled fairly according to the regulations of the Jingzhao Prefecture."

He paused, then added, "There's no need to be biased based on the identities of those involved."

Lord Wu responded with a cupped-hand salute, outwardly agreeing.

But how to be impartial?

In street fights where both parties sustain injuries, both can be detained, fined, or even caned according to the law.

Unfortunately, one of them was the third young master of the Duke of Yu's mansion, someone he couldn't afford to offend.

Lord Wu looked Pei Yaojun up and down, but ultimately did not dare to make him kneel down.

He addressed Liu Wenying, Chen Yindi, and the men who had been fighting in a stern voice: "You lot, kneel down and explain why you were fighting!"

Chen Yindi was in severe abdominal pain and was barely able to kneel steadily with the help of two constables.

When the Prefect of the Capital asked her a question, she burst into tears.

"Your Honor, I, a woman, have been wronged...!"

She repeated her previous lies, embellishing them to describe how ungrateful Liu Wenying was and how Pei Yaojun bullied others, portraying herself as a complete victim.

Lord Wu frowned slightly and looked at Liu Wenying. "Is what she said true? What is your relationship with her?"

Despite the pressure from Lord Wu and Pei Zeyu, Liu Wenying answered clearly and logically.

"Your Excellency, she is indeed my former sister-in-law, but I was kicked out by them last year, and we have severed all ties since then."

"The chance encounter in the East Market today was purely due to Chen Yindi's jealousy of my peaceful life, which led her to deliberately provoke trouble and slander my innocence."

Lord Zhao nodded, then looked at the kneeling men: "Why did you participate in the fight?"

The burly man at the head of the group couldn't help but feel uneasy when facing the officials.

"Your Excellency, I only intervened because I saw someone kicking and beating a weak woman in the street and I couldn't stand it anymore."

The others echoed this sentiment. The situation was complicated at the time, and they acted entirely on impulse. Once someone made the first move, they rushed forward in a cacophony.

But once they calmed down, they were no longer as tough as they had been on the street, realizing that things were not as simple as they seemed.

Finally, it was Pei Yaojun's turn to be questioned by the Prefect of the Capital.

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