Prince, kneel down quickly, the lady can't run away

"Old lady, don't worry. Maybe you've made a mistake and it's not the young master. Although the young master has never liked studying since he was a child, I've never heard of him going to such a place." The nanny beside her comforted her.

"Yes, you are right. Although Xi'er is naughty, she never goes to that kind of place. But Xue's behavior makes me afraid that Xi'er has been fooled by her. Come with me and take a look. There are people from the general's mansion in there. When the old general gets angry, it's not something that ordinary people can bear." The old lady quickly picked up her crutches and stood up to go there.

"Madam, wouldn't you lose your wealth if you went there? You can't go to that kind of place. Just wait for the news. I'll send someone to take a look and then pass on the news."

"Hurry up and go"

"Are we just going to watch him lead his men in?" Su Jinxiu and Wen Xi were sitting at a roadside stall, eating wontons as they watched the prime minister and his men walk over in a mighty procession.

Wen Xi was sitting at the small stall at the door and looked towards Chunfeng Tower. It was Chunfeng Tower again. Ha, he didn't answer and smiled. He lowered his head to eat wontons. After he finished, he said, "Cousin, we happened to eat wontons at the door today and we were on the same road. Let's go over and see what's going on now?"

"But I guess someone saw me going to the restaurant to look for you today!" Su Jinxiu understood what he meant.

"If they saw it, they saw it. We didn't meet. You just went to that restaurant."

"Okay, I understand. Let's go and take a look." Su Jinxiu looked at Wen Xi meaningfully.

As they walked, they said, "I know you have doubts in your heart. Once I have sorted out the matter, I will explain it to you clearly. How is my eldest cousin?"

"The external injuries have long been healed, but my legs... are still a little bumpy," Su Jinxiu said sadly.

"It's okay. Didn't the miraculous doctor say that it's very likely to be cured? We have to trust her. We can only trust her." The last sentence was so soft that he could hardly hear it.

"Hey, what's going on? What are you guys doing?" Mom rushed over to ask, and the people inside were talking in low voices.

"Get out of the way! Where is my master?" The servant hurriedly stopped the prime minister.

"Young Master? There are so many young masters here, how would I know who you are looking for?" Mom smiled flatteringly.

"How dare you! My son is the son of the Prime Minister. The Prime Minister is here, why don't you call my son down?" The servant was originally the Prime Minister's wife's man, and he tried his best to show his identity.

"Son of the Prime Minister, isn't the old man in the middle the Prime Minister?"

"Really? The light was dim and I couldn't see clearly just now."

"You..." The prime minister wanted to stop the servant, but he had already said it.

"Son of the Prime Minister? Young Master Wen has never been here," Mom didn't see Wen Xi and the others' faces clearly.

"Could it be Mr. Wen? I didn't see him either." Mom looked incredulous.

"How could the Second Master Wen come here? Hurry up and call down my eldest master, and the Third Master of the General's Mansion, or I'll make you pay." The servant said arrogantly.

"Oh, Mom, I have been here for decades and I have always been an honest person. Even if either of them comes, I will still open the door to do business. If you threaten me like this, I will report you to the authorities. Even the Prime Minister will not punish me without reason, right?"

"Come back," the prime minister called the servant back, and then said to the mother, "I will not do this. I just want to go and look for my child. Go up and search every room for me. Bring out the ones you find. If there are any damaged items, go to the prime minister's house to claim reimbursement."

"Yes," the ten people rushed forward, scaring the people around them. Even my mother hid aside and prayed silently.

After a quarter of an hour the boy hesitated, wanting to say something but stopping himself.

"Just say what you want to say. Why are you hesitating so much?" Seeing him like this, the Prime Minister was sure that Wen Xi must be inside, and he was furious.

"Hey, you can't leave. You haven't paid yet." A woman's voice came from upstairs, breaking the silence.

"How dare you! Let my son go!" The servant pushed the woman away.

"I take care of you. You can't leave without paying." The woman did not back down at all.

"It looks like the eldest son of the Prime Minister's Mansion is here. No wonder the Prime Minister is so angry. He is usually a playboy, and now he is caught by his own father. I think he will definitely be beaten when he goes back."

"This could be the eldest son or the second son. Why is there a general's mansion? I heard that the general's mansion rarely goes out. Could this be a mistake?"

"Didn't you hear the servant just say he was here to see their eldest son? He must be close to the General's Mansion. Now we are going to see something interesting."

"Keep your voice down, or the Prime Minister might hear you and punish you."

The man quickly shut up and heard someone whispering in his ear. The prime minister was so angry that he shouted, "Bring that rebellious son down to me!"

"Master, this..." The servant seemed to be in a dilemma.

"What? You can't get me to do it? Take him down here!" The prime minister spoke again, and the others dared not resist anymore, so they had to take the man down.

The man who was taken down was followed by a woman. Both of them were in dishevel. They knelt down in front of the prime minister.

"Father," Wen Moliang's voice sounded, and the prime minister was stunned. Isn't this Liang'er's voice?

"Liang'er? Why is it you? Why are you here? Shouldn't you be at home reviewing your lessons?" The prime minister almost vomited blood. He felt dizzy. His son, whom he had carefully nurtured, was...

"Son, son, I don't know why I'm here. Someone must have framed me." Wen Moliang knelt on the ground with tears streaming down his face.

"It turns out to be the second son."

"Then why did the person who came just now say that he was going to capture the eldest son?"

"Hey, this kind of thing happens a lot in big families. It must be that the eldest son didn't fall for it."

The onlookers watched this reversal and had enough of today's melon.

"So many things happened in the Prime Minister's Mansion a few days ago, why hasn't it calmed down yet? Isn't it said that the second son of the Prime Minister's Mansion is a child prodigy? It seems that he can't escape the secular world just like us." The man said with a smile

"Shut up! Who are you to talk about my affairs? Believe it or not, I will kill you." Wen Moliang didn't know how he ended up here. He only knew that he was knocked unconscious on the way back from buying ink paper. At this moment, he was thinking about how to explain to his father, but the noise from these people was too loud.

"Oh, Mr. Wen, please spare our lives. We only have one life left." The man quickly knelt down to apologize, but he smiled slightly.

"Father, I was really framed. I... I..."

"You were framed? Then was someone forcing you to be so affectionate just now? Why are you pretending? I don't care. The money has been paid. I don't care whether you framed me or not." The woman was not afraid. She didn't believe that someone could kill someone to silence him in front of so many people.

"You... rebellious son, come and pay the money!" The prime minister spat out a mouthful of blood, and just as he was about to faint, Wen Xi appeared and supported him

"Father, father, what's wrong with you?"

"Xi'er, why are you here?"

"I was just having a snack outside with my cousin, and when I saw how lively it was here, I came over to take a look. It turned out to be our house. Hey, Liang'er, why are you here?" Wen Xi pretended to be surprised and asked Wen Moliang, while Su Jinxiu stood beside Wen Xi, looking like he was watching the fun.