The tyrant is changing the plot madly because of the fake princess's voice

After Tan Wenhan's roar, the room was strangely silent for a while, and then a rustling sound was heard again.

It sounded like the two were hurriedly sorting their clothes.

The rustling sound made the faces of the people outside even darker.

Tan Siyuan is uneducated, but he is the beloved of Tan Wenhan's concubine. The mansion has mobilized a lot of resources to find him a sinecure in the Ministry of Revenue. Now is the time for him to be on duty, but he is doing such a shameful thing with Xu Ruiming's mistress in the mansion!

Thinking of this, Tan Wenhan snorted again: "If you two don't come out, don't blame me for sending someone in to invite you in!"

The noise in the house suddenly became louder and more urgent. It was obvious that they were frightened by Tan Wenhan's words and suddenly sped up.

After a while, the two of them appeared in front of everyone, dressed neatly, but if you look closely, you can still find some messy details.

As soon as Zhang Shiliu went out, she saw so many people gathered outside. She screamed and hid behind Tan Siyuan.

Tan Siyuan stretched out his hands to protect him, with a look of confusion on his face: "Father, mother, aunt,... why are you all here?" He almost blurted out the word "mother".

Tan Wenhan was so angry at his second son's subconscious words that he took a deep breath again.

His wife Zhang was not here today, so it was clear who he was trying to address when he said the incomplete word "mother".

But now is not the time to worry about this.

He stared at the two of them with a sharp gaze and slowly stretched out a hand: "Give me the calligraphy and painting."

The two of them looked pale at the same time. Tan Siyuan tried to argue with his teeth chattering: "Wh, what calligraphy and painting?"

Tan Wenhan's eyes darkened, and he ordered without turning his head: "Go in and search!"

The servant who had been following them for a long time immediately rushed into the room, and the sound of rough rummaging was heard immediately.

Zhang Shiliu's eyes were filled with fear. She tightly grasped Tan Siyuan's sleeve and called him "Young Master" in a delicate voice.

Tan Siyuan was already too busy to take care of himself: "Father, what are you doing..."

Tan Siyuan's biological mother, Zhao, finally realized that something was wrong. She followed Zhang Shiliu's example and stepped forward to gently pull Tan Wenhan's sleeve: "Master, what happened today? How--"

Before she could finish her words, Tan Wenhan pulled back his sleeves in a cold and stiff manner.

He used to think that women in this era were already in a weak position and if they could be more courteous they wouldn't be made to feel awkward. However, he never imagined that this would become a laughing stock in the mouth of this evil creature!

The servants quickly found the two paintings and calligraphy, along with a stack of exercises that were clearly imitating those calligraphy. As soon as Tan Wenhan saw them, he felt a black screen before his eyes and his hands began to tremble unconsciously.

If I hadn't heard the little princess's voice today and known in advance that there was such a disaster hidden in the mansion, these two simple paintings would have turned into sharp blades in the future, piercing directly into the lifeblood of the Tan Mansion!

"Father, these calligraphy and paintings are from Liu'er who said she admires your talent and wants to become a great calligrapher like you. So I picked out two of them at random and gave them to Liu'er to study carefully." Tan Siyuan was flustered, but he still subconsciously defended the two of them.

Tan Wenhan turned a deaf ear to her and stared at Zhang Shiliu like an eagle, asking coldly, "Do you like it, or does your Xu Lang like it?"

Everyone was stunned for a moment.

Zhang Shiliu trembled even more violently.

"Father, what are you talking about?"

Tan Wenhan was so angry at his stupid son that he stopped talking nonsense and just said loudly, "How long are you going to watch from behind?"

When everyone was confused, the Dali Temple Minister Xing Junchu walked out from the shadows and saluted to Tan Wenhan in a very graceful manner: "Prime Minister Tan."

At this moment, he was extremely grateful for his identity, which allowed him to watch the sequel up close even while eating melons, and with Tan Xiang's character, he didn't have to worry about being targeted in the future.

Tan Wenhan naturally didn't want outsiders to see such a joke, but things had come to this point, and if he didn't make a big deal about it, it would be hard to relieve his anger: "I'll leave this Zhang Shiliu to you."

"nature."

Xing Junchu leaned forward slightly, then walked forward and hung the shackles in his hand directly on Zhang Shiliu's wrist: "Mrs. Xu, please."

He raised the volume of the three words "Mrs. Xu" and slammed them heavily into the ears of everyone present.

Zhang Shiliu was dragged out by Xing Junchu, her whole body limp.

No one dared to stop him.

After the two men disappeared from the courtyard, Tan Wenhan did not explain the reason to them. He ordered sternly, "Come here, drag Tan Siyuan away and give him 20 strokes of the cane. Then lock him up in the courtyard for three months to reflect on his mistakes!"

Tan Siyuan and Zhao immediately cried out for mercy, but Tan Wenhan felt that they had gotten away with it.

The century-old foundation of his Tan family was almost destroyed by such an idiot!

Even if the current situation has been resolved, the person in the palace who loves to eat melons...

Some things cannot be thought about too much. Thinking too much can easily make you angry and make yourself sick.

……

Jiang Yanchuan summoned Yuan Liangping to the palace today.

He had many things to arrange today and could not pay attention to Jiang Yingcheng's thoughts all the time. By keeping him here, he could not only teach her whenever he had time, but also guide her thoughts in a targeted manner.

Simply kill two birds with one stone.

Jiang Yanchuan's idea was very good, but he overlooked a very important point -

Yuan Liangping looked at the cute little guy nibbling the pastry in small bites, his eyes dull and full of despair.

But he had to be strong: "In a while, our Da Rui will attack Bei Ming, and we don't know how long this war will last." Please, reveal some information so that he can complete his mission.

Jiang Yingcheng paused chewing, looked up at the strange adult, and nodded: "My father is so powerful, it will be fast!"

[So, Grandpa Tan’s third son is not his own? ]

Yuan Liangping: "..."

Stop talking!

You are noble and you are amazing! But do you know who that ordinary grandpa is? !

That’s the prime minister of the time!

It would be fine if he just listened to it among the ministers on normal days, but today he was given a special show!

Is this gossip he can listen to!

Yuan Liangping struggled to survive: "I heard that although Bei Ming is not well prepared for war, he has a set of methods for marching and fighting. Your Majesty will probably be very busy during this period."

Jiang Yingcheng was halfway through eating the melon, and just when he was getting high, he nodded vaguely: "Hmm~ Okay~"

[Oh my, the officials in Grandpa Tan’s mansion actually made so much money by arranging spies into the mansion for political enemies! ]

[What kind of dire situation is Grandpa Tan living in? ! ]

Yuan Liangping: "..."

Thanks for the invitation. Maybe that’s why he is in such a difficult situation now.