By reading my mind, I defeated the crazy regent

The young eunuch laughed and said, "Your Majesty, he's gone. The Prince Regent left without even looking back. He seems really anxious this time. He won't suddenly come back to catch you slacking off again."

The little emperor immediately threw away the memorial, jumped off the throne holding up his robe, and staggered so hard that he almost fell.

The young eunuch rushed over to support him: "Your Majesty, please be careful. If you scratch the skin, Yin Tingyan will chop off my head."

The young emperor grabbed the young eunuch and ordered, "I want to leave the palace, you accompany me."

The young eunuch was terrified: "What? Your Majesty, are you kidding?"

The little emperor pretended to be majestic and said, "I am the emperor. How can I joke so easily? Make arrangements immediately."

The young eunuch slumped to his knees and said, "No, no, Your Majesty, you cannot leave the palace. If the Regent finds out, all the servants in our palace will be killed by him."

The little emperor, however, showed unusual stubbornness: "I am leaving. I am the emperor. The Seventh Uncle says that the world belongs to me and everyone must obey me. How dare you disobey me?"

"If you don't listen to me, I will kill you now."

The young eunuch was so frightened that he burst into tears.

The little emperor's expression changed again and he soothed her: "If you listen to me, I promise that you will not die, and no one in this palace will die either."

"You don't have to worry about my safety. Uncle Seven told me that the late emperor left me a group of loyal secret guards who will follow me and protect me at all times."

"Even the Seventh Imperial Uncle gave me a group of people he trained, and they are all following me. It is absolutely safe for me to leave the palace."

The little emperor had left the palace twice since he was a child. Once was when he was a child and he didn't remember anything, and the other time was when his seventh uncle took him to the hunting ground to hunt in order to broaden his knowledge.

The little emperor longed for the world outside the palace.

The young eunuch couldn't and didn't dare to argue. The Regent said that no matter what time, they were the emperor's people and must absolutely obey the emperor's orders.

Even if this order is contrary to the regent's, they must obey the emperor.

The little emperor left the palace as he wished.

Yin Tingyan was now standing at the place where Tang Qiansui was lost. It was just a corner, just a few steps away, but she was lost?

This is simply not possible.

But this location is the back wall of someone else's house, and it is impossible for a carriage to enter the yard directly.

How did the driver do it?

Yin Tingyan didn't believe that he couldn't find any clues.

Tang Qiansui was at home at the moment, eating and drinking with Uncle Jiang and others.

When the uncle cook knew that the young master had returned, he used his special skills to prepare a large table of delicious food.

Tang Qiansui bought the braised donkey meat to go with Jiang Bo and his friends' wine.

"Uncle Jiang, didn't you guys say last time that you used to eat this place's braised donkey meat? It sounds nostalgic. I bought a bunch this time. You can eat it with wine, and buy more after you finish eating."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Bo and a few other old drunkards were so happy that they smiled and quickly took it.

"Thank you for your consideration, young master."

Tang Qiansui asked, "The main reason I came back this time was to ask, is there anyone among you who can make antiques?"

"It would be best if it could be so authentic that it's hard to tell, but at the critical moment, there would be some decisive trace to let people know it's a fake antique."

Jiang Bo said, "Falsification? This is the specialty of a second-rate person. Where is the second-rate person?"

Really?

Tang Qiansui's eyes lit up.

"The second-rate guy went to the backyard to feed the horses. He said he wanted to replace the horseshoes for the young master's horse."

Tang Qiansui hurriedly asked, "Uncle Jiang, how could this second-rate guy forge antiques?"

As Jiang Bo led Tang Qiansui to the back, he said, "Yes, this guy used to dig up people's ancestral graves. His skills are inherited from his ancestors. He is an expert at distinguishing the real from the fake and making fakes that are so indistinguishable from the real thing."

Tang Qiansui was convinced: "How did my mother save that scoundrel? He has a story too, right?"

Tang Qiansui has become immune to the mysterious old mother whom she has never met and who loves to save people who risk their lives.

Jiang Bo said nonchalantly, "I rescued the scoundrel on his way to the execution ground. He was robbing a tomb when a landslide occurred. A villager discovered the collapse while cutting firewood and reported it to the authorities, and he was caught red-handed."

"Then he was arrested and sentenced to death. He was unlucky. If it hadn't collapsed, with his skills, the authorities would never have been able to catch him."

"Then the master bribed the people who were escorting him to the execution ground to create chaos. They took the money and did the job, allowing the scoundrel to be taken away by the master."

"Anyway, the second-rate guy was just a tomb robber, not a murderer or arsonist. Since we couldn't find him, we just let the case go."

Tang Qiansui found it magical when she heard it.

Even if the officials are greedy for money, they shouldn't be so blatant in taking bribes and releasing people, right?

How could this be so magical? How did her mother do it?

When a few people came to the backyard, they heard a scoundrel's voice bragging and bullying others.

"This horse hoof is nothing. I once stole a pair of horse hooves used as burial objects. That was truly amazing. It was made entirely of gold and weighed over ten pounds."

"I used all the money from selling it to play with women, hehehe."

"Ahem, you second-rate guy, what are you talking about? You can't control your words. Come here quickly. The young master wants to see you."

The scoundrel hurriedly turned around and ran over: "Young Master, what do you want from me?"

At this moment, he has shifty eyes and doesn't look like a good person.

But it was strange that the way he looked at Tang Qiansui was pure and secretly fond of her. Even though she looked scary, wretched and mean, Tang Qiansui was not afraid of him.

Tang Qiansui asked, "You can forge antiques, right? I need you to do me a favor."

The scoundrel uttered a cry, baring his large yellow teeth: "What are you talking about, young master? My life belongs to you. Just tell me what you want me to do. I don't need any help."

"I'm good at counterfeiting. I'm not exaggerating. The antiques I make are more authentic than the real ones. Everyone who comes here has to call me Grandpa."

The proud and complacent look became even more vulgar and mean.

Tang Qiansui laughed out loud.

For the first time, I felt that a man with a wretched and ugly appearance was a little cute.

Uncle Jiang kicked the scoundrel and said, "Behave yourself in front of the young master. If you teach the young master bad things, I will punish you."

The scoundrel immediately became serious, but his vulgar and mean air became even stronger.

Tang Qiansui smiled and said, "Just be yourself. Don't be so tense. It makes me uncomfortable."

"Okay, I'll listen to you, little master."

The second-rate guy acts like a gangster in a second.

Tang Qiansui stated her needs: "The most important thing is to make me the most famous and valuable antiques from ancient times to the present. Not too many are needed, about twenty will do."

"But it has to be rigorous. It has to be something that everyone in history acknowledges exists, but no one has ever seen. Only this kind of thing is credible and can fool people."

The second-rate guy's blood was boiling with excitement. He hadn't done his old job for many years.

"This is good, this little one can do it, hey, come alive."