Before this, Wen Chuping still held a sliver of hope.
Wen Zizhuo's silence clearly rendered Wen Chuping's persistence futile.
Wen Yichu raised her eyes and said calmly, "Father, since Second Brother has already admitted it, let him send Minister Shen's mother back."
Upon hearing this, Wen Zizhuo subconsciously looked up at Wen Yichu.
What do you mean?
Was he just bluffing?
"Aunt Shen said that Second Brother specifically invited her to his home as a guest, and it would be unreasonable and improper for her to leave without permission." Seemingly sensing Wen Zizhuo's confusion, Wen Yichu kindly explained:
"Having lived here for more than half a year, now that I'm leaving, I should get my second brother's permission first."
Wen Zizuo: "..."
Wen Zizhuo was powerless to refute, but he knew that these words did not mean what they seemed to him, but rather that he was afraid Wen Zizhuo would send someone to arrest him again later.
He didn't just plant a hidden move; he clearly planted a trap for himself.
Looking at his disappointing son, Wen Chuping was so angry that his head ached, and he swept the chess pieces off the board.
He then immediately stood up and tossed another, still-warm memorial from the desk into Wen Zizhuo's arms:
"Look again, what have you done when we asked you to go to disaster relief?"
"I thought you were sincerely repentant, and this is how you repay me?"
If someone hadn't reported this to the authorities, he wouldn't have known that his son would do such an absurd thing.
As he pondered this, he glanced at Wen Yichu, only to find her expression unchanged as she gathered the scattered chess pieces into the chess basket.
His emotions are really stable.
Not bad, Heaven has been kind to him, leaving him, Wen Chuping, with someone who can inherit the throne.
Needless to say, the fourth and fifth brothers are idle all day long, tinkering with storybooks, and have even gotten involved with a kitchen maid.
As for the leader, he was constantly trying every means to seize territory, resorting to any drastic measure.
A few days ago, he also received a letter of accusation from the ruler of the Northern Di.
It is said that his eldest prince broke into his princess's room at night, took off his clothes, and tied himself up.
He then deliberately made noise to attract people, and then falsely accused the Northern Di princess of trying to ruin his reputation.
God, how dare you ruin his reputation? That Northern Di princess is just a five-year-old brat. How could you ruin it? He even scared the princess to tears.
And he has completely lost face.
For this reason, Wen Chuping has suspected countless times that the feng shui of his ancestors might be wrong.
Upon receiving the memorial once more, Wen Zizhuo discovered that the one in his hand was a joint memorial submitted by the three local officials.
The reason for submitting the memorial was:
Embezzling disaster relief grain?
Wen Zizhuo looked up in disbelief at Wen Chuping before him. "Father, this is utter slander! I didn't bring back a single grain of that grain!"
This world has truly gone mad!
That's insane.
After living for so many years, how come he only just realized that the world has gone completely mad?
"Why don't you take another good look?" Wen Chuping sat down again.
There aren't many normal members of the royal family left; he can't let his son drive him crazy.
"They say you sold the grain to grain dealers along the way in advance and then sold it back at a high price, deceiving the people. Is that also slander?"
Wen Zizuo: "..."
He looked up at Wen Yichu, who was drinking tea, and suddenly realized that he really was a fool.
Wen Yichu smiled but remained silent.
"Go back now. You'll be confined for six months. I'll take care of your share of the money next year and distribute it to the people of Nanlin. You don't need to think about it anymore."
Wen Chuping was tired and waved his hand, clearly not wanting to hear Wen Zizhuo say anything more.
Wen Zizhuo: The sky has really fallen this time!
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