The mistress just wanted to be bad, but she took off after being replaced

At that time, Sheng Mingfeng was leisurely sipping tea in the mansion.

When he was told about the situation, he felt that it was extremely absurd. While walking quickly towards the gate of the mansion, he wondered to himself, what kind of misunderstanding was this?

Facing the accusations of Captain Cai and his group, Sheng Mingfeng's face became more and more serious, and the corners of his mouth barely maintained a slight unnatural smile: "Captain Cai, what do you think of my appearance? Is it eye-catching enough?"

Captain Cai was slightly startled, and carefully examined the young master in front of him with outstanding temperament, and answered without hesitation: "The young master is handsome and has an extraordinary appearance. He is naturally a rare talent."

Sheng Mingfeng nodded slightly, and then asked: "So, what do you think of my power back then?"

Speaking of that time, the Sheng family was at the peak of its power, especially his father, Shangshu Sheng, who was at the peak of his career and held a high position of power.

Captain Cai answered without hesitation: "The eldest young master's power back then was so great that no one could match him."

Sheng Mingfeng smiled and nodded: "I have a handsome appearance, powerful enough to change the world, and no shortage of money and wealth. What kind of woman in the world can't I have? Why would I do such a vulgar thing to rob a commoner? Moreover, even if I really had dementia and wanted that country girl, how could I act so crudely and leave such obvious flaws?"

The logic of this statement was clear, and Captain Cai also felt that it made sense. He quickly clarified, "Young Master, you have misunderstood. We are not here to capture you, but to track down Sheng Mingyang who accompanied you to Linshan County. It was this person who pretended to be you and committed the evil act of robbery."

He paused and continued, "Please ask the young master to show up, just to inform you. After all, he went to Linshan with you and lived in the county magistrate's mansion. We have an obligation to inform you of this matter."

Hearing this, everyone fell silent. The air seemed to freeze. Everyone was waiting for what would happen next. The secrets hidden behind the truth were gradually coming to light.

Sheng Mingwen's brows were furrowed, his eyes were flashing with disbelief, and his face was full of confusion and puzzlement.

He turned his head suddenly, his eyes as sharp as torches, fixed tightly on Sheng Mingyang, as if he wanted to penetrate the other's mind and catch a trace of the truth.

When Sheng Mingyang saw this, a hint of panic flashed across his eyes, and then he forced himself to remain calm. There was a hint of sadness in his voice, and he almost screamed to protest his injustice. Tears welled up in his eyes, but he stubbornly refused to fall.

He waved his hands helplessly, as if trying to prove his innocence to everything in the world. His crying voice resounded through the sky, causing sighs from all around.

However, facts speak louder than words. The ironclad evidence was placed before him, cold and cruel, and did not allow any room for excuses.

Even though Sheng Mingfeng was once the eldest son of the Shangshu Mansion, he is now just a commoner with no power, let alone giving orders to the Dali Temple.

What is even more chilling is that these evidences directly point to the evil deeds that Sheng Mingyang had committed in Linshan County under the name of Sheng Mingfeng. This is not only a stain on his personal reputation, but also a heavy blow to the reputation of the entire family.

The anger in Sheng Mingfeng's chest burned like a raging flame. It was the anger at the betrayal and the sorrow at the impending damage to his family's reputation.

Sheng Mingwen felt a burning pain on his cheek, as if he had been slapped in the face. Shame and anger intertwined and almost drowned him.

He suddenly realized that he had almost become an accomplice to this crime. If this matter was exposed later, perhaps when he was successful in his career, his reputation accumulated over the years would be destroyed. Thinking of this, his heart was torn as if by a knife. Driven by anger, he kicked out fiercely, pointed at Sheng Mingyang, and scolded: "You are so brave, you slave!"

In this situation, no one mentioned that Sheng Mingwen had previously listened to one side and believed it. Fang Li had clearly provided evidence, but he turned a blind eye and chose to ignore the past.

At this time, Sheng Mingyang was bound by heavy shackles and was taken to the Dali Temple for trial with a staggering gait. He looked extremely lonely and embarrassed.

In the private room on the second floor of Zuixianlou, Sheng Junwei and Luo Ming watched this scene through the window.

Luo Ming looked at the downtrodden Sheng Mingyang, his eyes full of confusion. He asked in a low voice, who was the son of that powerful noble, or the descendant of some high-ranking official?

Sheng Junwei downplayed the matter, and in just a few words she revealed the shocking background of this person's identity - the son of the former Minister of Revenue.

Upon hearing this, Luo Ming's eyes instantly turned cold as ice. If not for the occasion, he would have wanted to turn his anger into a sharp blade and pierce that despicable man.

Seeing someone throwing rotten eggs and vegetable leaves at Sheng Mingyang, Luo Ming clenched his fists and suppressed his impulse. He knew very well that if the teacup was thrown angrily from his hand, it would cause additional losses, and this loss was something he could not afford with his current tight pocket.

When Luo Ming's thoughts were interrupted by Sheng Junwei's questions and answers, he suddenly realized that the identity of this former Minister of Revenue seemed to be related to Sheng Junwei's past.

He responded to Sheng Junwei's question with a little hesitation, and at the same time secretly wondered in his heart, could this person really be the young master of the Sheng family?

Luo Ming carefully avoided touching upon the sensitive relationship between Sheng Junwei and the young master of the Sheng family, while Sheng Junwei chuckled and told the truth in a relaxed tone: "He is not a young master at all. He is just the son of a housekeeper in the early years of the Sheng family."

Luo Ming was stunned when he heard this and asked in astonishment, "Isn't the son of the housekeeper no different from an ordinary servant?"

The surprise revealed in his words seemed to shake the air around him. His voice was sharp and the people around him all looked at him in surprise.

These words pierced through the noise like a sharp arrow and hit Sheng Mingyang's eardrum.

He raised his head and looked through the carved window lattice, his eyes filled with hatred and unwillingness, but he only saw Luo Ming and ignored Sheng Junwei behind him.

At that moment, his face was distorted and his heart was filled with mixed emotions, as if the last layer of protection had been stripped away.

Sheng Junwei remained calm and said frankly: "Indeed, he is just an ordinary servant in the mansion."

Luo Ming was in deep confusion. The scene before him seemed absurd to him: "How could a humble servant drive the county magistrate to work for him? How could he cover the sky with one hand and do whatever he wants?"

His words were full of doubts and confusion about reality.

Sheng Junwei sighed softly and uttered the helpless common saying: "A seventh-rank official in front of the prime minister, the world is fickle, nothing more than that."

At first, she was also confused about this, but when she looked back on her experiences in the Sheng Mansion, she suddenly understood.

When small people cling to power, they often develop the courage to do evil.

Just like the servants in the Sheng Mansion, they bullied her in every way because she fell out of favor. It was precisely because they could get a little bit of protection from their master that they became unscrupulous.