bayedsolid Chapter 449 Disrespecting Martyrs is Like Forgetting One's Roots
Chapter 449 Disrespecting Martyrs is Like Forgetting One's Roots
Wenwen was even more furious. She stomped her foot hard, and her fingers, hidden in her wide sleeves, moved rapidly, quickly forming hand seals and casting a spell. A mantra was flicked onto An Erji's forehead.
The next second, An Erji was seen excitedly, his mouth opening and closing as he babbled on and on.
"It's all because your family is ungrateful. Who told your eldest sister not to marry my eldest brother, and who told your eldest brother not to marry my eldest sister? Then I'll have to step in."
“My mother told me that a woman three years older than me is a lucky match. You are three years older than me, but some people say you are stupid and I look down on you. I have no choice but to trip up this brat.”
"Hmph! Once that brat is disfigured and ruined, I'll take her in as a concubine and torment her to death sooner or later. Let's see how arrogant you all are, are you scared now!"
"If you know what's good for you, quickly help me up and kneel down to apologize! Otherwise, you won't even know how you died! Hey lady, what are you standing there for? Come and help me up! Hurry up—"
This simpleton An Erji's words were enough to shock and anger everyone.
At this moment, Wenwen was truly a scoundrel caught in the eye of the storm. So, she should thank this scoundrel for disliking her?
"How old are you?" Wenwen asked abruptly.
"She's only twelve years old, what's wrong?" An'er asked, glancing at her sideways.
"Twelve years old, good, a good twelve years old."
Wenwen glared at An Lizhi and said viciously, "According to the laws of Zhongzhao Kingdom, a man is considered an adult at the age of twelve. How did you manage to sneak into this hall full of women? Do you have spies in the palace, or did someone help you get in?"
"You're so timid. My maternal aunt is in charge in the palace. Who dares to stop me? My eldest sister brought me in, so what? It's none of your business!"
"You keep calling me 'your mother' and 'your eldest sister,' what, do you really think this is your home?"
Wenwen asked coldly, "After saying all this, are you deliberately coming here to target my sixth sister? Did you come all this way just to bully the sixth young lady of the Protectorate General's Mansion?"
"So what if you think the General's Mansion is so great?" An Erji continued in a contemptuous tone, "I'm here for that brat, what can you do about it? She dared to hit me, I'll remember that. Don't let her fall into my hands, or she'll be sorry!"
An Erji, lying on the ground, struggled and cursed. Wenwen loosened her grip slightly, letting him struggle. An Erji, with renewed vigor, suddenly sat up and pointed at Wenwen, cursing, "You idiot, your family of brutes, all you know is how to bully and beat people, you don't know anything!"
"Bullish man? Who told you that?" Wenwen took a few steps back, a wicked smile playing on her lips as she asked.
"My father said that your whole family are brutes. Look at you all, all you do is beat people. You have no manners at all. Humph! Like father, like son!"
An Er finally regained his composure. Now that no one was holding him back, he spoke his mind freely, shouting, "Military generals are nothing but brute force, all brawn and no brains! Humph, they're not fit for the table!"
"Wow, you're quite talented! Who taught you that line?" Wenwen, like a wolf in sheep's clothing, coaxed this spoiled brat to reveal the truth, sentence by sentence.
"Does this even need to be taught? Your family is just a bunch of brutes, all they know is fighting and killing, a disgrace to civilization!" An Erji was spouting nonsense.
These remarks instantly angered the Wen sisters.
Wenxia couldn't swallow this insult and retorted, "What nonsense about being uncivilized! Without generals charging into battle on the front lines, without soldiers fighting valiantly against the enemy, how could you enjoy peace and quiet at home? How could you eat and drink well at home, and indulge in chickens and dogs?"
Wen Yi stared at An Lizhi and questioned, "Without the soldiers sacrificing their lives, could you be at home reciting poetry and making merry? Going crazy admiring flowers?"
Wen Hong continued, "The front lines have fallen, they've reached your hometown, and you can still be so calm and distort the facts? Can you still stand here?"
Wen Qiong added insult to injury: "What can she possibly do!"
Wenqing, the little girl, promptly spoke out, "The teacher just said the other day that belittling the frontline soldiers, denying the sacrifices of our predecessors, and disrespecting the martyrs is like forgetting our roots."
Hearing these questions, not only were the An siblings ashamed, but some of the noble ladies watching also had ulterior motives.
When the incident occurred, Wenwen's divine sense had already spread out, so she was fully aware of the situation around the main hall. At this moment, her divine sense detected that several groups of people were heading this way.
Time was of the essence, Wenwen said again, "Calling them 'brutes' one after another, the An family's upbringing is so refined and unconventional. How long has it been since the border was peaceful? How long has it been since the Northern Desert Army returned in triumph to the capital? In the eyes of the An family, my father, my second uncle, and the Northern Desert Army have become the lowly brutes you speak of. What's that idiom again, 'discarding the millstone after it has served its purpose'? Doesn't this count?"
After he finished speaking, the side hall fell silent.
It was precisely because of this silence that everyone heard footsteps.
A moment later, the Seventh Princess, having received the report, came over. "Lizhi, what are you and your brother doing here?"
When An Lizhi saw the Seventh Princess, her face immediately turned aggrieved. She pointed at Wenxia and said, "I only told the truth, and she hit me."
The seventh princess, who was about to come of age, was beautiful and noble. Upon hearing this, she looked at Wenxia and several other girls from the Wen family. When she saw Wenwen, her gaze became more scrutinizing.
She knew the girls from the Wen family, but that was all; they had never spoken. The reason she glanced at Wenwen was simply because she had heard a few years ago that the Wen family had a silly girl who was sometimes good and sometimes bad. That glance was purely out of curiosity.
So, the Seventh Princess's eyes flickered, and she casually asked An Lizhi, "What truth did you tell?"
The onlookers secretly worried for the Wen family's daughters.
Behind An Lizhi and An Erji's domineering and arrogant behavior lies the indulgence and pampering of their family and the Empress Dowager.
With the Seventh Princess protecting them, the three of them have been friends since childhood, and their friendship is genuine.
Feeling that they had found a powerful backer, An Lizhi and her brother immediately started shouting.
An Lizhi pointed at Wenwen and told the Seventh Princess, "She stepped on my little brother's back. I was worried she would do something stupid and hurt him, so I told her to take her foot off. That bitch slapped me a few times without even asking what happened?"
In the end, An Lizhi pointed at Wenxia again, her face showing a smug look.
No sooner had she finished speaking than An Erji continued to complain, "Seventh Princess, this brat pulled me down and specifically hit my leg. My leg is probably broken. I can't feel it at all now, and I can't even stand up. Ouch, my leg is broken."
The ladies around them were speechless; they were all used to the An siblings' ability to distort the truth.
The Seventh Princess's gaze fell on Wenxia's face, then looked at the faces of the Wen sisters one by one, and finally settled on Wenwen's face.
"Why did you step on Young Master An's back just now?" the Seventh Princess asked, raising an eyebrow.