Springtime Farming: A Happy Wife At Home

Chapter 1579: Head Steward Wen’s Dizziness

Editor: Henyee Translations

Wen Fuxin persisted in his attempt to quibble. “They—”

“Shut up!” Head Steward Wen delivered a forceful kick to his chest without a hint of mercy. The impact sent Wen Fuxin sprawling backward on the ground, clutching his throbbing chest. Surprised, he looked up at his uncle and stammered, “Uncle…”

“Bastard!” Head Steward Wen’s eyes bore into him with disappointment. He gritted his teeth and admonished, “The Crown Prince is granting you an opportunity. Spit out the truth! If you dare conceal anything, you can kiss your sorry life goodbye!”

Despite the presence of court officials, the Crown Prince, numerous princes, Shao Yunduan, and Zheng Sangge, the sensitivity of their identities loomed large. Did this fool think he could deceive them with a few words?

Had they been dealing only with Shao Yunduan and the others, they might have been under the Fourth Prince’s control. Facing a group of commoners, perhaps they could have turned a blind eye and cooperated, but the circumstances had changed.

Wen Fuxin was dumbfounded. “I, I…”

It’s easy for a person to puff up and float, but abruptly deflating them is a challenging task. It evokes embarrassment and resistance from the core.

Zheng Sangge sneered. “Crown Prince, please conduct a thorough investigation. I demand justice!”

“Cough, General Zheng, rest assured. I will provide a satisfactory explanation!” the Crown Prince assured.

General Sun, indignant, addressed Zheng Sangge, “Little Zheng, don’t be disheartened. I won’t let you endure such humiliation and injustice! You’re all esteemed defenders of Great Qin, sacrificing for our country and its prosperity. With the Imperial Court, the Emperor, and the Crown Prince aware of this, they won’t turn a blind eye!”

“Without your contributions, Great Qin wouldn’t enjoy its stability and prosperity. You shouldn’t be subjected to such treatment. It’s a letdown for the soldiers and the commoners alike!”

Head Steward Wen teetered on the verge of losing consciousness!

His heart pounded so rapidly that each breath seemed a struggle.

Wen Fuxin belatedly grasped the gravity of the situation.

Observing the dignitaries, whose mere presence could create seismic shifts, sporting stern expressions, he couldn’t deny the impending trouble.

Wen Fuxin lacked audacity, often trembling in the face of power he misused to intimidate others.

As the reality set in, fear gnawed at him, and his body quivered uncontrollably. “I, I—”

Desiring to proclaim his innocence, the words stuck in his throat.

He rose and knelt on the ground, initiating a rapid sequence of kowtows. “Dong dong dong!” He implored, “Crown Prince, spare me! Crown Prince, spare me! Your Highness, spare me…”

Wu Guan, with disdain, spat and coldly rebuked, “Shameless! Disgusting!”

The Crown Prince’s countenance darkened. “So, it turns out you are the perpetrator, the one inflicting harm on others?”

Wen Fuxin could only kowtow, his face drained of color, unable to utter a single word.

The Crown Prince erupted, “Bastard!”

Head Steward Wen, acknowledging his failure, joined his nephew on the ground, incessantly kowtowing. “Crown Prince, please calm down! I failed in guiding my nephew. I’m also at fault. Please grant us a chance to rectify our ways!”