Father, who is both a heir and a descendant, is still biased; the bound system has gone berserk.

Young Master Mei glanced at the scholar surnamed Sun and said, "Whether I am speculating or not, since the esteemed guest is here, Young Master Sun can easily find out with a simple question."

The scholar surnamed Sun gave a mocking laugh: "Ask the important person? Mei Jiu, you're blatantly currying favor with the powerful, and you want us to ask the important person?"

As the scholar surnamed Sun spoke, he walked up to Young Master Mei, leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Mei Jiu, only someone like you, a butcher by trade, would fawn over a powerful person like this."

You have no idea that there are always people more capable than you, and that there are always higher levels of influence than those who are truly powerful.

As he spoke, he gave Ying Yufu a look of utter disdain.

Young Master Mei's expression was indifferent.

Ying Yufu's five senses were exceptional, so she naturally heard what Young Master Sun said. Her eyes turned cold; this scholar Sun must have powerful backers.

Just then, the scholar surnamed Tong walked over and said, "Brother Sun, why bother arguing with a butcher like him?"

In my opinion, befriending Brother Sun is the true way to befriend a benefactor.

The rest of the scholars looked at Ying Yufu and her group, then at the scholar surnamed Sun, and immediately sided with the scholar surnamed Sun.

"Indeed, Brother Tong is quite right."

Ying Yufu narrowed her eyes slightly as she sized up the scholar surnamed Sun. This man was so arrogant; did he have a powerful backer who didn't even put a princess in his eyes?

Seemingly noticing the doubt in Ying Yufu's eyes, Young Master Mei spoke again, saying, "I heard that Young Master Sun's aunt married into the Mu family, and behind the Mu family is the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion and Princess Anguo."

Now that Princess Anguo is a goddess, a lucky star for the world, and is about to marry into the Eastern Palace, Young Master Sun has such a powerful backer, so naturally he has reason to be proud.

The scholar surnamed Sun showed a hint of smugness on his face.

Although he didn't know why Mei Jiu would reveal his secrets, letting this so-called princess know would still intimidate her.

Ying Yufu's eyes widened as she listened. The little rascal perched on her shoulder clicked his tongue and said, "[Host, I never expected to be caught up in this drama.]"

Ying Yufu remained expressionless. "I really didn't expect that."

The Zhuang brothers, their mouths gagged, stared wide-eyed at the scholar surnamed Sun, oblivious to the impending beating.

This scholar must have gone mad from reading too much. The princess in front of him is none other than the Princess Anguo they've been talking about.

Unfortunately, they could no longer say what they wanted to say at that moment.

Then came the sound of the two being each hit twice with a board.

After the beating, the Flying Tigers drove the two men away.

Zhuang Dali and Zhuang Dagang, clutching their buttocks, were ashen-faced. "Why are you kicking us out? It's not like you're the only ones allowed here!"

A Flying Tiger soldier sneered, "You're absolutely right. Only we can stay here. This is the official post station."

Another Flying Tiger soldier said, "Why bother talking to them so much? If they refuse to leave, just give them a few more lashes."

These two are wicked and ungrateful; they even dared to offend the princess today. If it weren't for the princess and His Highness the Crown Prince not holding it against them, would they still be alive today?

Upon hearing their conversation, a hint of fear finally flashed in Zhuang Dali and Zhuang Dagang's eyes.

But Dali was still unwilling to give up. He looked at Zhuang Cuiluo not far away, his eyes surging with hatred. He shouted angrily, "Zhuang Cuiluo, don't forget, I'm your brother, I'm your support. Without me, you're just a rootless duckweed. Don't you even understand that?"

Ying Yufu and the others were speechless. Seeing Zhuang Cuiluo's face turn pale with anger, Chong'er stomped her foot and retorted angrily, "You guys dare to call yourselves Zhuang Cuiluo's support? Are you trying to leech off her?"

Zhuang Dali's face immediately turned red.

He felt he had been deeply humiliated.

Zhuang Cuiluo glanced gratefully at Chong'er, then said to Ying Yufu, "Princess, I'd like to go over there for a moment."

She pointed in the direction where Zhuang Dali and the other person were.

Ying Yufu nodded. "Go ahead."

She also wanted to see what Cuiluo would do.

Zhuang Cuiluo bowed to Ying Yufu again and walked towards Zhuang Dali and Ying Yufu.

When Zhuang Dali saw her coming, a smug look flashed across his face. Zhuang Cuiluo, that wretched girl, had been used to being ordered around by him since she was a child. Whatever he told her to do, she had to do.

Zhuang Cuiluo walked over and stared straight at them.

Zhuang Dali glanced at the Flying Tiger Army beside him and lowered his voice, saying, "Cui Luo, I am your own brother. I am injured now. Go and ask the princess for some good medicine and arrange a comfortable carriage for us."

Zhuang Cuiluo's eyelids twitched, and she smiled as she looked at Zhuang Dali, who still acted arrogantly and domineeringly as he did in the Zhuang family.

She pulled a whip from her waist; it was a gift from the princess on the way.

Zhuang Cuiluo raised her whip and, just as she had imagined countless times, lashed it across Zhuang Dali's body.

The whip was exceptionally flexible, with barbs, yet it stung terribly when it struck a person.

Zhuang Dali immediately let out a miserable scream.

Zhuang Cuiluo said, "Who do you think you are? All the Zhuang family members are dead. Do you think you can still bully me like before?"

"Zhuang Dali, Zhuang Dagang, if you know what's good for you, leave now and never show your faces in front of me again, otherwise, I will definitely take your lives!"