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Ninth Imperial Glorious Phoenix Chapter 326

Chapter 326: Malicious


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Seeing Mingzhu’s carriage approaching, Cui Tong became even more ferocious. He grabbed Yuwen Cong’s collar and shoved him towards Mingzhu’s path, cursing louder and louder.

The entrance of the Ying Wang Mansion had never been so lively before. Mingzhu couldn’t help but ask, “What’s going on?”

The steward of the Ying Wang Mansion didn’t expect these two to cause such a commotion. He was sweating profusely and first gave someone a signal, indicating that no matter what, they must drag these people away. Then, he rushed to Mingzhu’s carriage, bowed, and quietly explained what had happened.

Mingzhu also saw clearly through the curtain that these two men were, Cui Tong was fierce, holding a whip and pushing and shoving the other person named “Cui Zhang,” whose clothes on his back were already soaked with blood, looking helpless and slightly angry.

This Cui Zhang, yesterday he was still serving guests with Princess Consort Cui and his son, and today he was publicly humiliated and abused by Cui Tong. He didn’t even fight back! Cui Tong indeed had a face that begged to be slapped, but it wasn’t necessary to be so unreasonable, right? Who was he trying to impress by doing this? He wasn’t even fighting with the people from the Fu family and the Zhongshan Mansion. She didn’t care even if he beat him to death.

Mingzhu felt strange. She didn’t feel any pity or sympathy for this Cui Zhang. She just thought that a grown man, a real man, shouldn’t rely on the powerful and endure humiliation like this. If it were her, she would have refused long ago. She really couldn’t stand it anymore. Mingzhu lifted her chin at Su Lan, indicating that Su Lan should quickly resolve this matter.

“Since it’s their family affairs, let’s not meddle. Please escort them away and let them play elsewhere, don’t delay Wangfei’s journey. We’re far from villa, Wangfei can’t afford to be delayed and jostled, and if we delay any longer, we won’t make it before dark!” Su Lan received Mingzhu’s order and stood majestically in front of the carriage door, issuing the command.

When Wangfei gave the order, even if the steward sympathized with the helpless “Cui Zhang,” he couldn’t openly disobey the lady of the house. With a smile, the steward approached and first bowed to Cui Tong and Yuwen Cong, then politely said, “Gentlemen, our Wangfei is ill and cannot be frightened. It’s getting late, so can you please find somewhere else to play?”

Cui Tong’s face suddenly turned colorful, showing all sorts of emotions. Yuwen Cong was somewhat disappointed, but he didn’t show it on his face. He struggled to move aside, still apologizing, “I’m really sorry.” He accidentally fell to the ground, reopening the whip wound on his back, which started bleeding again.

The steward of the Ying Wang Mansion kindly helped him aside, but Cui Tong cursed at Mingzhu’s carriage, “Ying Wangfei, what do you mean? You say we offended you, then we’ll come and apologize to you, you…”

Mingzhu was impatient and knocked on the carriage wall. The coachman heard the command and immediately whipped the two tall horses from the Western Regions, rushing them forward. Cui Tong screamed in fright, closed his eyes in despair, thinking he would surely be trampled to death by the two horses. But just as the carriage wheels were about to graze his boots, he saw a hand reach out and pull him away at the right moment.

The carriage wheels almost brushed past Cui Tong’s boots, and he was almost scared out of his wits. He stupidly watched as the vermilion-wheeled carriage with a group of luxurious servants disappeared into the distance, truly majestic and despised. He finally came to his senses, his legs trembling, and spat out angrily, “What a jerk!”

“Please watch your words, Mr. Cui, or else don’t blame me for being impolite,” a voice came from the person who had just saved him.

Only then did Cui Tong remember that this person had saved him just now. He looked at the person who had come and saw that he was wearing the attire of a fourth-rank prince’s military commander, tall and imposing, exuding an aura of authority. It was Yang Jingsong, the military commander of the Ying Wang Mansion who had been following Yuwen Chu for many years.

Birds of a feather flock together! Yang Jingsong didn’t save him because he wanted to, but because he was worried that Fu Mingzhu would cause trouble and stir up a big disaster. Cui Tong couldn’t express his gratitude no matter what. Instead, he angrily flicked his sleeve and said, “Let’s go!”

Jing Song’s top priority was to ensure the safety of Wangfei to the villa, and before reuniting with Ying Wang, he had to settle all troubles for her. Seeing that Cui Tong dared not speak nonsense anymore, he got on his horse and, before leaving, glanced at Cui Tong, who was standing aside with a desolate look. He didn’t bother with him and rode ahead to catch up with Mingzhu.

The main characters had left, and Cui Tong and the others no longer had the need to stay here and make a fool of themselves. Although the two had just torn their faces in public, it was not appropriate to leave together. So, with great tacit understanding, they left one after the other.

Yuwen Cong staggered along the wall for a long time until he reached a corner. He looked around, made sure no one was following, and quickly slipped into an alley. There was a carriage parked in the alley, and as soon as he boarded, someone came up to tend to his wounds and change him into a comfortable Confucian robe.

Soon after, Cui Tong sneaked in cautiously, looking very uneasy. “I didn’t expect to have such great strength. I forgot that the whip had a hook… Cousin, are you okay?”

Yuwen Cong leaned comfortably against the brocade pillow, and said indifferently, “It’s nothing. Sometimes you have to sacrifice the pawns to save the king.”

Cui Tong thought to himself, even if you just sacrificed yourself with a clever plan, it didn’t help at all. You got beaten for nothing, so what’s the point of sacrificing pawns? 

Then he heard Yuwen Cong sigh and say, “Ying Wangfei is really ruthless! Too cold-hearted. Who said she may be willful and arrogant by nature, but she has a soft heart?” His tone was somewhat resentful, but his expression was eager, and his eyes sparkled like those of a wild beast.

Cui Tong stretched his neck and looked at Yuwen Cong in puzzlement. What did he mean? What soft heart? Clearly, she’s a vicious woman. He cursed her to not be able to give birth to a son! And she’ll be divorced by Yuwen Chu after she gets old and wrinkled!

Yuwen Cong picked up a cup of tea, looked at the autumn scenery outside the window, and said contentedly, “There’s one more thing, which may trouble cousin.”

Cui Tong immediately became alert. “What?”

Yuwen Cong smiled faintly. “I need to borrow cousin’s reputation. From tomorrow on, please throw the offending Cui Zhang into the servants’ quarters and let me fend for myself. Also, spread the word that there seems to be a problem with the secret passages in the capital. Until I give the order, all secret passages are to be stopped and other means of communication used.”

Yuwen Chu’s background and the people close to him had almost all been seen through and assessed. Next, let them play a big game and see who will emerge victorious in the end.

Talking about serious matters, Cui Tong immediately became serious and solemnly responded, “Yes.”


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Ninth Imperial Glorious Phoenix Chapter 326

Ninth Imperial Glorious Phoenix Chapter 326

Chapter 326: Malicious


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Seeing Mingzhu's carriage approaching, Cui Tong became even more ferocious. He grabbed Yuwen Cong's collar and shoved him towards Mingzhu's path, cursing louder and louder.

The entrance of the Ying Wang Mansion had never been so lively before. Mingzhu couldn't help but ask, "What's going on?"

The steward of the Ying Wang Mansion didn't expect these two to cause such a commotion. He was sweating profusely and first gave someone a signal, indicating that no matter what, they must drag these people away. Then, he rushed to Mingzhu's carriage, bowed, and quietly explained what had happened.

Mingzhu also saw clearly through the curtain that these two men were, Cui Tong was fierce, holding a whip and pushing and shoving the other person named "Cui Zhang," whose clothes on his back were already soaked with blood, looking helpless and slightly angry.

This Cui Zhang, yesterday he was still serving guests with Princess Consort Cui and his son, and today he was publicly humiliated and abused by Cui Tong. He didn't even fight back! Cui Tong indeed had a face that begged to be slapped, but it wasn't necessary to be so unreasonable, right? Who was he trying to impress by doing this? He wasn't even fighting with the people from the Fu family and the Zhongshan Mansion. She didn't care even if he beat him to death.

Mingzhu felt strange. She didn't feel any pity or sympathy for this Cui Zhang. She just thought that a grown man, a real man, shouldn't rely on the powerful and endure humiliation like this. If it were her, she would have refused long ago. She really couldn't stand it anymore. Mingzhu lifted her chin at Su Lan, indicating that Su Lan should quickly resolve this matter.

"Since it's their family affairs, let's not meddle. Please escort them away and let them play elsewhere, don't delay Wangfei's journey. We're far from villa, Wangfei can't afford to be delayed and jostled, and if we delay any longer, we won't make it before dark!" Su Lan received Mingzhu's order and stood majestically in front of the carriage door, issuing the command.

When Wangfei gave the order, even if the steward sympathized with the helpless "Cui Zhang," he couldn't openly disobey the lady of the house. With a smile, the steward approached and first bowed to Cui Tong and Yuwen Cong, then politely said, "Gentlemen, our Wangfei is ill and cannot be frightened. It's getting late, so can you please find somewhere else to play?"

Cui Tong's face suddenly turned colorful, showing all sorts of emotions. Yuwen Cong was somewhat disappointed, but he didn't show it on his face. He struggled to move aside, still apologizing, "I'm really sorry." He accidentally fell to the ground, reopening the whip wound on his back, which started bleeding again.

The steward of the Ying Wang Mansion kindly helped him aside, but Cui Tong cursed at Mingzhu's carriage, "Ying Wangfei, what do you mean? You say we offended you, then we'll come and apologize to you, you..."

Mingzhu was impatient and knocked on the carriage wall. The coachman heard the command and immediately whipped the two tall horses from the Western Regions, rushing them forward. Cui Tong screamed in fright, closed his eyes in despair, thinking he would surely be trampled to death by the two horses. But just as the carriage wheels were about to graze his boots, he saw a hand reach out and pull him away at the right moment.

The carriage wheels almost brushed past Cui Tong's boots, and he was almost scared out of his wits. He stupidly watched as the vermilion-wheeled carriage with a group of luxurious servants disappeared into the distance, truly majestic and despised. He finally came to his senses, his legs trembling, and spat out angrily, "What a jerk!"

"Please watch your words, Mr. Cui, or else don't blame me for being impolite," a voice came from the person who had just saved him.

Only then did Cui Tong remember that this person had saved him just now. He looked at the person who had come and saw that he was wearing the attire of a fourth-rank prince's military commander, tall and imposing, exuding an aura of authority. It was Yang Jingsong, the military commander of the Ying Wang Mansion who had been following Yuwen Chu for many years.

Birds of a feather flock together! Yang Jingsong didn't save him because he wanted to, but because he was worried that Fu Mingzhu would cause trouble and stir up a big disaster. Cui Tong couldn't express his gratitude no matter what. Instead, he angrily flicked his sleeve and said, "Let's go!"

Jing Song's top priority was to ensure the safety of Wangfei to the villa, and before reuniting with Ying Wang, he had to settle all troubles for her. Seeing that Cui Tong dared not speak nonsense anymore, he got on his horse and, before leaving, glanced at Cui Tong, who was standing aside with a desolate look. He didn't bother with him and rode ahead to catch up with Mingzhu.

The main characters had left, and Cui Tong and the others no longer had the need to stay here and make a fool of themselves. Although the two had just torn their faces in public, it was not appropriate to leave together. So, with great tacit understanding, they left one after the other.

Yuwen Cong staggered along the wall for a long time until he reached a corner. He looked around, made sure no one was following, and quickly slipped into an alley. There was a carriage parked in the alley, and as soon as he boarded, someone came up to tend to his wounds and change him into a comfortable Confucian robe.

Soon after, Cui Tong sneaked in cautiously, looking very uneasy. "I didn't expect to have such great strength. I forgot that the whip had a hook... Cousin, are you okay?"

Yuwen Cong leaned comfortably against the brocade pillow, and said indifferently, "It's nothing. Sometimes you have to sacrifice the pawns to save the king."

Cui Tong thought to himself, even if you just sacrificed yourself with a clever plan, it didn't help at all. You got beaten for nothing, so what's the point of sacrificing pawns? 

Then he heard Yuwen Cong sigh and say, "Ying Wangfei is really ruthless! Too cold-hearted. Who said she may be willful and arrogant by nature, but she has a soft heart?" His tone was somewhat resentful, but his expression was eager, and his eyes sparkled like those of a wild beast.

Cui Tong stretched his neck and looked at Yuwen Cong in puzzlement. What did he mean? What soft heart? Clearly, she's a vicious woman. He cursed her to not be able to give birth to a son! And she'll be divorced by Yuwen Chu after she gets old and wrinkled!

Yuwen Cong picked up a cup of tea, looked at the autumn scenery outside the window, and said contentedly, "There's one more thing, which may trouble cousin."

Cui Tong immediately became alert. "What?"

Yuwen Cong smiled faintly. "I need to borrow cousin's reputation. From tomorrow on, please throw the offending Cui Zhang into the servants' quarters and let me fend for myself. Also, spread the word that there seems to be a problem with the secret passages in the capital. Until I give the order, all secret passages are to be stopped and other means of communication used."

Yuwen Chu's background and the people close to him had almost all been seen through and assessed. Next, let them play a big game and see who will emerge victorious in the end.

Talking about serious matters, Cui Tong immediately became serious and solemnly responded, "Yes."


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