You act stupid and I act crazy, let's be ancestors together

"Shut up!"

Qin Min yelled angrily. His trouser legs were wet, sticky and smelly, and he was filled with rage.

If Murong Zhengjue was not a prince, he would have drawn his sword and killed him long ago.

Murong Zhengjue, who was still rolling on the ground with his head in his hands, heard the sound and loosened his elbows slightly. He looked out from the gap between his arms and saw Qin Min's ugly face.

Thinking about what had just happened, Murong Zhengjue finally reacted. He immediately got up from the ground, pointed at Qin Min and cursed in a cowardly manner: "Jiang Ming, you are so bold, do you know what the crime of beating the prince is?"

"What? Are you planning to kill all nine generations of my clan? If you can really kill all nine generations of my clan, then I will really thank your eight generations of ancestors." Qin Min's face was normal, but the emotions in his eyes were very complicated. That was not the look of an eight-year-old child.

Everyone was shocked when they heard what he said.

How come there are still people who are eager to be executed along with their entire clan? If you live long enough, you will see everything.

When Jiang Si and Fan Tong heard what the boy said, they looked at each other. It seemed that those who were chasing him were his relatives.

Que Feibai, the only one who knew the truth, narrowed his eyes and looked carefully at the boy's expression. The hatred hidden in his eyes was really not concealed. This boy had a lot of resentment in his heart.

Murong Zhengjue said that just now, originally just wanting to save some face. In the past, he used this trick to intimidate the sons of ministers. This trick always worked in the past, and even those young masters who were much older than him did not dare to do it. But he did not expect that it did not work here.

"You..." Murong Zhengjue swung his sleeves and ran out of the yard, shouting as he ran: "This prince is magnanimous and doesn't bother to argue with you."

Seeing Murong Zhengjue running away in defeat, the adults in the yard couldn't help but laugh. Only Jiang Si looked at Qin Min with a resentful face.

"You little brat, you are now called Jiang Ming, but I am still part of your nine clans. I, your sister, don't want to die early, so you better be more restrained in the future." Jiang Si grabbed Qin Min's ears and yelled in his ear.

At this moment, there was only a buzzing sound in Qin Min's ears. If he had not been able to hear some subtle movements, he would have almost suspected that he was deaf.

"I know...I know."

Qin Min's ears were pulled so hard that they hurt, and he could only tilt his head and respond loudly.

Hearing this, Jiang Si reluctantly let go of his ear and slapped him on the head, complaining softly, "Stinky boy, you are so young and you have so many fantasies all day long. Can't you just live a good life?"

Jiang Si was really angry. She couldn't accept that the brat with Jiang Ming's face talked about death in front of her. She hated the way he ignored life and death at such a young age.

This would remind her of the scene where that brat died while blocking the bullet for her.

It was a painful memory that she never wanted to recall in her life, but which could not be shaken off.

Ever since he met Qin Min, Fan Tong knew that his wife treated him differently. Now seeing the strange look on his wife's face, Fan Tong quickly changed the subject.

"Wife, what should we do with this child? How about having someone send him back to Sixth Aunt and pretend we know nothing?"

Fan Tong's words successfully brought Jiang Si back to her senses. She looked out of the courtyard with a solemn look, "No need, we just have to wait. Since they deliberately let us find them, if we don't go out, someone will come to our door."

"Okay, let's eat first. I'm hungry." Fan Tong's stomach had been rumbling for a long time, but there was no servant in the yard today, and no one brought him any food.

It’s not that the servants are lazy, but they are afraid. After all, there is such a big beast in the yard, and they dare not come in.

Now that I have received the young master's order, I have to come in even if I don't want to.

After lunch, a group of people gathered in the yard to play with the children and the big cat, looking outside the yard eagerly, waiting for the singers to arrive.

The group of people waited and waited, and finally half an hour later, they heard some movement outside the yard.

"Madam, something bad has happened. Miss Twenty-One..."

The person sent by Butler Hong stood at the door and didn't move before he could finish his words.

What did he see, Miss Twenty-One?

But this is not the point. The point is that Miss Twenty-One is riding on a white tiger and dancing happily?

"What's wrong with Twenty-One?" After waiting for such a long time, someone finally showed up. Everyone looked at him impatiently and asked in unison.

The servant who came to report the news was so nervous that he kept swallowing his saliva. After a lot of psychological preparation, he finally said, "Nothing... nothing. The maid from the Sixth Aunt's Courtyard just came to report that Miss Twenty-One is missing. Butler Hong asked me to come and inform the Young Madam."

After the servant finished explaining, he ran away without waiting for Jiang Si's instructions, shouting, "I'll go tell Sixth Aunt right now that the young lady is with you."

Then, when Sixth Aunt and her group came over, they were also dumbfounded.

Their feet were stuck to the gate of the yard with glue and they couldn't take another step forward.

Sixth Aunt Fang Fei looked at Twenty-One, who was held by Fan Tong and riding on the big white tiger. Her heart tightened as if someone was pinching it. It hurt so much that even breathing became difficult.

"What's going on? I heard a girl is missing?"

Fan Zhirong saw from a distance a large group of people gathered at the gate of his son's yard. He walked over quickly and shouted at the top of his voice.

Seeing so many people appearing here, Fan Zhirong felt a little panicked. Could it be that the missing girl was eaten by the big white tiger raised by his son and daughter-in-law?

The concubines in the mansion all lived close to each other. If Twenty-One hadn't seen such a big commotion, it was impossible for others not to have noticed it. There were several other concubines who came here with Sixth Concubine.

When the aunts saw Fan Zhirong coming, their legs regained consciousness and they all stepped aside to make way.

When Fan Tong saw his father coming in, he couldn't wait to speak: "Dad, you're here. Look, my cousin and Jiang Ming found a little brother by the lake in our backyard."

After hearing what his eldest son said, Fan Zhirong was a little confused. Why was this different from the news he received? Didn’t it say that a girl was missing?

Why aren't they just standing here watching their son play instead of going to find someone?

Fan Zhirong has never shown much concern for the girls in his family, just making sure they have enough food and clothing, so he didn't recognize them at first.

"Whose child is this, and why is he here in our house?"

Seeing that the child in Fan Tong's arms was wearing unusual clothes that did not look like those of a servant, Fan Zhirong looked unhappily at Butler Hong who was following behind him.

After hearing his question, everyone around him, except Butler Hong, had a dark face, with different and interesting expressions.

Fan Zhirong couldn't recognize whose child was in Fan Tong's arms, but the aunts who lived nearby could tell at a glance.

They just heard clearly that the eldest young master was talking about his younger brother.

Twenty-one turned out to be a boy?