TGCFNM -Chapter 334 What Kind of Medicine Was Sprinkled?

Chu Ling and Wan Sanjin also carried the snacks upstairs.

Just as Steward Liu knocked on the door and waited, his ears twitched, and almost instinctively, he reached out and pulled Chu Ling and Wan Sanjin aside.

At that moment, the large vermilion door suddenly swung open, and the clamor inside immediately spilled out.

“You all are simply—simply too much!”

“Too much? What nonsense is that? In the future, we’ll be relatives by marriage and will see each other often. Don’t make things too embarrassing.”

“Relatives by marriage? That Marquis Boyuan is only forty-three, and he’s already outlived three wives. Not to mention the debts outside, his household inside is already rotten to the core. You want my child to go fill that pit? Are you even human? Are you?”

“Song Shixiu, you still think you’re the Vice Minister of Revenue? The emperor has stripped your family of all posts, and even the Lian family has broken the engagement. What are you pretending to be so noble for? If the Marquis’s household wants your daughter, then just accept it and prepare her dowry properly.”

“You!” Song Shixiu’s face darkened with fury. “I simply do not agree! You can’t just snatch a marriage—get out of here!”

“Heh, don’t refuse the wine only to be forced to drink the penalty drink!”

Song Shixiu trembled with anger. He was about to throw them out when his gaze shifted and caught sight of three heads peeking around the door, watching with keen interest as if they were there for a show.

The man across followed Song Shixiu’s line of sight. His expression turned cold. Frustrated and ready to vent, he waved his hand, ordering someone to throw the three of them out.

Steward Liu stepped forward, bowing slightly and about to speak, when Chu Ling and Wan Sanjin yanked him back.

Before Liu could react, two packages of snacks suddenly appeared in his arms.

“Isn’t it usually matchmakers who come for marriage proposals? Since when did burly men take up matchmaking?” Chu Ling deliberately looked him up and down with mock distaste.

Wan Sanjin stroked his jaw. “Being away from the capital so long, I never expected a new profession to appear here: male matchmakers.”

“Who dares to cause trouble in front of me!” the man barked coldly.

Chu Ling tilted her head toward Steward Liu. “Who is he?”

Steward Liu held the snacks and replied, “He is a distant relative of the Qi family of Marquis Boyuan’s household, Qi Gui. He…”

Before Liu could finish, Qi Gui waved his hand, signaling men armed with large knives to rush forward, clearly intent on violence.

Wan Sanjin patted his waist. “Crap, no broadsword.”

“Then we fight barehanded!” Chu Ling said, leaping forward. She dodged the incoming blade, slid to the side, kicked one attacker away, and with a curved elbow, struck another, breaking his arm, seized the broadsword, and tossed it to Wan Sanjin.

Wan Sanjin grabbed the broadsword and charged. Sparks flew as both sides clashed.

Steward Liu stood frozen, holding the snacks, until Song Shixiu finally dragged him inside to escape the chaos.

“What are you doing at my Song household?” Song Shixiu asked nervously, gripping his staff.

Steward Liu stared at the chaotic scene and said blankly, “General Lian sent my master and my young lord to deliver a message. He said Lian Ci has been killed, and General Lian told Miss Song Lian to wait. He will achieve merit and return to marry her.”

Song Shixiu clenched his staff. “Really?”

Steward Liu nodded desperately. “Really. And the Lian family holds military power through General Lian, so the others are nothing to worry about.”

Song Shixiu gripped his staff. Though he looked like a frail scholar, he was ready to lift it and go help.

At that moment, Chu Ling kicked someone flying, directly striking Qi Gui: “You bunch of dogs! You think I’d be scared just because there are more of you?”

With that, Chu Ling reached for a silver needle at her waist.

Wan Sanjin almost immediately retreated back into the room.

Qi Gui’s eyes widened in fury, brandishing his broadsword as he was about to attack—but then a flash of silver streaked across, like countless stars shooting through the air. One after another, screams erupted, with people thrashing and yelling like frantic monkeys.

Seizing the moment, Wan Sanjin dropped his sword, ran out, and somehow produced several packets of powdered medicine. Tearing them open, he covered his mouth and nose and began scattering it wildly.

Chu Ling stepped back, covering her mouth and nose. “Master Wan, what kind of medicine are you sprinkling?”

“I don’t know. Su He gave it to me, said it’s convenient for poisoning people in the capital.” Wan Sanjin had barely finished speaking when some of the people convulsed and fell, while others suddenly began laughing. Their laughter was sharp, and their expressions were grotesquely twisted.

“Hahahahaha, you—you have some nerve, hahahahaha! I—I am the Imperial Guards, hahahahaha! You dare—hahahahaha—you dare poison us, hahahahaha!”

Chu Ling stepped forward and kicked Qi Gui. “What did you just say? I didn’t hear you clearly.”

“Hahahahaha! You even dare to kick me, hahahahaha! I am the Imperial Guards, hahahahaha! Training instructor, hahahaha! You’re doomed, hahahahaha…”

Covering her mouth and nose, Chu Ling waited until the powdered medicine mostly settled, then walked over to Steward Liu. “Steward Liu, he said he’s a training instructor of the Imperial Guards?”

Steward Liu nodded. “He is.”

Chu Ling was shocked, pointing incredulously at Qi Gui, who lay on the ground with his face twisted and still letting out eerie laughter. “Someone like him can even be a training instructor? He must’ve pulled some strings.”

Wan Sanjin looked equally disgusted, then turned to Song Shixiu with a smile: “We’re here to deliver a message. General Lian Wu sent us.”

Song Shixiu blinked in surprise, then suddenly dropped his staff, looking anxious and panicked. “I understand the message you’re delivering, but today you’ve attacked the Imperial Guards. This will be very troublesome. However, since you did it to support my Song family, my family will take responsibility. You must leave the capital immediately.”

Chu Ling flatly refused. “No. I just arrived, and I also have the death exemption token from Lian Wu.”

Song Shixiu: “……”

Wan Sanjin casually leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed, looking displeased. “Steward Liu, is he really not pulling strings? How come he’s even worse than me? Handing the Imperial Guards over to him—it’s dangerous, isn’t it?”

At that moment, the sound of galloping horses rose.

Chu Ling looked toward the street and saw many households had come outside, watching intently. A squad of riders was also rushing toward them.

Steward Liu’s eyes narrowed. “Sir Song, does your place have a back entrance? I need to report this immediately.”

Song Shixiu immediately ordered someone to lead the way.

Meanwhile, the leader of the approaching riders dismounted and strode toward Chu Ling. Up close, he first froze, then asked suspiciously, “Lord Chu, why are you in the capital?”

“Lord Mei! Long time no see,” Chu Ling greeted cheerfully.

Mei let out a deep sigh, frowning at the mess of bodies strewn everywhere. Then he looked at Chu Ling: “Lord Chu, this is a matter of law. You caused a public brawl in the city and violated the law—you could be arrested.”

“Arrested where?” Wan Sanjin asked curiously.

“The Court of Justice.”