After Transmigration, I Snag a Stunning Bigwig as My Husband-Chapter 726 - 725: Despair

Uncle Wen Yuan was seeing stars from a punch by Marquis Dongxiang, his vision turning dark.

He collapsed to the ground, unable to get up, and was carried back to the mansion by servants.

Marquis Dongxiang turned around and walked back to his mansion.

Young Master Su and Young Master Shen watched at the entrance.

Marquis Dongxiang delivered that punch.

Young Master Su felt immensely satisfied.

As far as he knew, the Dongxiang Marquis Mansion had never tolerated someone for so long.

If they didn’t beat him up...

Young Master Su might have suffered internal injuries from holding it in.

As Marquis Dongxiang stepped into the mansion, Young Master Su couldn’t contain his emotions and hugged Marquis Dongxiang tightly.

"Dad, that punch was beautifully delivered!" Young Master Su said with admiration.

"I want to learn how to punch too!"

Marquis Dongxiang, held by his son, couldn’t move.

Add to that Young Master Shen and the Ninth Prince standing by with hopeful expressions.

Marquis Dongxiang looked at them and said, "You can’t rush greatness, practice the Meihua Pole first, then I’ll teach you to punch."

"We’re already skilled," Young Master Su said.

Marquis Dongxiang looked at the fading bruises on his face and said, "When you can walk the Meihua Pole with your eyes closed, then I’ll teach you to punch."

Young Master Su, "...."

Walking the Meihua Pole with eyes closed?!

Even with his eyes open, he could barely keep steady and would fall!

How long do they want him to practice the Meihua Pole?!

Marquis Dongxiang had matters to attend to, so he went directly to the study.

Young Master Su and the Ninth Prince exchanged looks.

Feeling every inch of their skin tingle with faint pain.

Outside Dongxiang Marquis Mansion.

The servant lamented, "The Marquis beat Uncle Wen Yuan, he’ll probably face another censure from the Imperial Censor."

Steward Lin’s gaze flicked over them, "Today, Uncle Wen Yuan was beaten, it was of his own making. Any Imperial Censor who dares accuse the Marquis solely based on the beating without asking Uncle Wen Yuan will have to be cautious in the future."

Pure threats.

The servants from the Imperial Censor Mansion shivered.

Having witnessed the commotion, they hurried back to report everything to Lord Imperial Censor, including Steward Lin’s threats.

The Lord Imperial Censor furrowed their brows upon hearing their servants’ reports.

Dongxiang Marquis Mansion seemed to be provoking them to verify with Uncle Wen Yuan.

So confident, was Uncle Wen Yuan really asking for it?

Had they not been threatened, they’d already be drafting censure petitions.

Marquis Dongxiang was always true to his word, especially Steward Lin, who had been witnessed by servants from the Imperial Censor Mansion kicking Uncle Wen Yuan over.

An Imperial Censor was no match for Uncle Wen Yuan.

Wary yet curious, Lord Imperial Censor decided to visit Uncle Wen Yuan for clarification.

But upon reaching Uncle Wen Yuan Mansion, they were turned away.

When the Lord Imperial Censor inquired further, the servants at Uncle Wen Yuan Mansion grew irate, "Should we chase you off with a broom?!"

The Lord Imperial Censor was enraged.

Truly.

They nearly had a stroke at the gate.

They worked so hard just to find evidence to censure Marquis Dongxiang?!

With such an attitude, it seemed justified that he was beaten by Marquis Dongxiang!

Duke Chong’s Mansion.

The news about Uncle Wen Yuan getting his nose broken by a punch from Marquis Dongxiang reached Duke Chong.

Duke Chong recalled the fight between General Zhongwu and Marquis Dongxiang; he intervened and ended up with a broken rib due to Marquis Dongxiang’s blow.

Since then, his dignity had diminished repeatedly.

Dark Guard Li Zhong stood beside him, saying, "Uncle Wen Yuan has been visiting for eleven consecutive days to acknowledge kinship, and the Dongxiang Marquis’s wife treated him with indifference. Now Marquis Dongxiang has even broken his nose, he probably won’t acknowledge him as a brother."

Duke Chong laughed. 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

For a brother to give his own sister sterility medicine for his career, rendering her childless for life.

What’s the point of acknowledging such a brother?

With Marquis Dongxiang’s temperament, Uncle Wen Yuan should have met his end long ago.

The only reason he held back till now was probably for the sake of Dongxiang Marquis’s wife.

After all, she painstakingly safeguarded Uncle Wen Yuan Mansion, if something happened to Uncle Wen Yuan, the mansion would collapse, and she’d feel guilty toward the late Old Wen Yuan Bo’s spirit.

"Marquis Dongxiang may not care for Uncle Wen Yuan Mansion, but his wife does," Duke Chong laughed.

"Push Uncle Wen Yuan Mansion to the brink, let’s see if she can still stand by."

"I’ll get on it right away."

The next day, no one from the Imperial Censor accused Marquis Dongxiang of assault, instead, they accused Uncle Wen Yuan of embezzlement, accepting bribes...

While the crimes weren’t endless, they were enough to have Uncle Wen Yuan stripped of his home and exiled a thousand miles.

The Imperial Censorate didn’t censure Marquis Dongxiang, instead siding with him, leaving Marquis Dongxiang puzzled.

This was something he wanted to do but couldn’t.

Those few hindrances in the Imperial Censorate suddenly seemed to know his mind?

Marquis Dongxiang found it hard to adapt.

Though Uncle Wen Yuan had wronged Mrs. Tang grievously, he remained Old Wen Yuan Bo’s only son, and despite Mrs. Tang’s bitterness, she couldn’t bring herself to cut off her father’s lineage.

Once Uncle Wen Yuan had heirs, she couldn’t become an enemy to her own nephew.

This resentment, Mrs. Tang had long suppressed, ending ties with Uncle Wen Yuan Mansion as closure.

Marquis Dongxiang felt sorry for Mrs. Tang, yet respected her choice.

He didn’t want to feel ashamed facing his father-in-law in another life.

So, everyone stayed on their own paths, without interfering with each other.

But Uncle Wen Yuan’s greed knew no bounds, forgetting past actions, still seeking to acknowledge Mrs. Tang.

Marquis Dongxiang had reached his breaking point.

Mrs. Tang appeared indifferent, harboring neither resentment nor anger towards Uncle Wen Yuan Mansion, so Marquis Dongxiang stayed out of it.

He was always one to repay any grievances, especially against those he cherished.

Seeing Uncle Wen Yuan, every pore in his body screamed with anger.

Unexpectedly, what he couldn’t do, someone else did for him, and with irrefutable evidence.

Crossing Duke Chong would never end well, how true it was.

Marquis Dongxiang wondered if Duke Chong had gathered evidence against many, which made those officials obediently follow his lead.

The Emperor, seeing the evidence, was furious, immediately ordering a thorough investigation.

From beginning to end, Marquis Dongxiang didn’t utter a word.

This morning assembly was the only one where Marquis Dongxiang remained silent.

He feared that speaking would expose his joy, infuriating Duke Chong and the Imperial Censors to death.

Marquis Dongxiang kept a stern face, not saying a word.

Duke Chong glanced several times, believing this move had hit Duke Dongxiang Mansion’s vital point.

The Emperor also glanced repeatedly, the cautious Emperor summoned Marquis Dongxiang to the Imperial Study after court to inquire.

Having held back all morning, Marquis Dongxiang freely laughed upon entering the Imperial Study.

That hearty, uninhibited laughter, was utterly refreshing.

Like rain after a long drought.

The Emperor, "...."

Eunuch Fu, "...."

"Is this genuine joy or feigned happiness?" the Emperor asked, unsure.

"Of course, it’s genuine happiness."

"But your wife might not be pleased," the Emperor said.

Marquis Dongxiang frowned, "Since when did the Emperor learn to dampen spirits?"

Though Marquis Dongxiang knew Mrs. Tang wouldn’t be happy about it.

After all, she worked so hard to save Uncle Wen Yuan Mansion, and now it’s being buried by her ungrateful brother; it must be agonizing for her.

"One Uncle Wen Yuan Mansion isn’t enough, plundering from the public, Old Wen Yuan Bo wouldn’t tolerate such a thing if he were alive."

"I have no joy in hurting him, I cannot let the Emperor cover up such conduct."

"...."

"This is using a borrowed knife to kill," the Emperor laughed.

"You misunderstand me, Your Majesty. I have no claim to Duke Chong’s sword," Marquis Dongxiang laughed.

"...."