Chapter 63: Thanks for the invitation. Maybe it's because he is in such a difficult situation now.

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

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 concubine of Tan Wenhan. The mansion has mobilized a lot of resources to find him a leisurely job in the Ministry of Revenue. Now is his time to be on duty, but he is doing such a shameless 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 looked closely, you could 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 them, with a bewildered look 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 words that he took a deep breath again.

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

But now is not the time to worry about that.

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 were both shocked. Tan Siyuan tried to argue with his teeth trembling: "Wh, what calligraphy?"

Tan Wenhan's eyes darkened, and without turning his head, he ordered: "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 grasped Tan Siyuan's sleeve tightly and called him "Young Master" in a coquettish voice.

Tan Siyuan was already preoccupied with 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? Why--"

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

He used to think that women in this era were already in a weak position and that if they could be more courteous they wouldn't make things difficult for them. But he never imagined that this would become a joke 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 imitations of those calligraphy. As soon as Tan Wenhan saw them, he felt a blackout 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 calligraphy and paintings would have turned into sharp blades and pierced directly into the lifeblood of the Tan family!

"Father, these calligraphy and paintings are from Liu'er who said she admires your talent and wants to become a 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.

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 to him and just said loudly, "How long are you going to stay and watch?"

When everyone was confused, the Dali Temple Minister Xing Junchu stepped out from the shadows and saluted 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 to let outsiders 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 difficult to relieve his anger: "I'll leave Zhang Shiliu to you."

"nature."

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

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

Zhang Shiliuhun was dragged out by Xing Junchu with her body limp.

No one dared to stop.

After the two men disappeared from the courtyard, Tan Wenhan did not explain the reason to them. He ordered in a stern voice, "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's cries for mercy immediately erupted, but Tan Wenhan felt that they had gotten away with it.

The century-old foundation of his Tan family was just a step away from being destroyed by such an idiot!

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

Some things cannot be thought about too much; thinking too much may 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 she could, but also guide her thoughts in a targeted manner.

It simply kills 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 boy nibbling the cake in small bites, his eyes dull and full of despair.

But he must be strong: "We, Da Rui, will attack Beiming soon, and we don't know how long this war will last." Please, reveal some information so that he can complete the task.

Jiang Yingcheng paused in chewing, looked up at the strange adult, and nodded: "My father is so powerful, he will definitely finish it quickly!"

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

Yuan Liangping: "..."

Stop talking!

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

That’s the prime minister of the dynasty!

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

Is this gossip he can listen to?

Yuan Liangping struggled to survive: "I heard that although Beiming's military preparations are insufficient, they have a good way of marching and fighting. Your Majesty will probably be very busy during this period."

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

[Oh my, the officials in Master 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 it's because he is in such a difficult situation now.