The Prodigal Son's Happy Life - Chapter 204

[Chapter 204 Shangshu Mansion]

The two of them stared blankly at the dense crowd coming in like a tide.

I don’t know how long it took before I recovered from the shock.

“Hurry and report to the chief manager!”

One of the disciples suddenly reacted and shouted to his companions.

“Brother, hold on, I’ll be right back!”

Hearing the roar, the man came to his senses, opened the door of Shangshu Mansion, and rushed in.

The man who stayed behind looked at the crowds of people coming towards the Minister’s Mansion with a tragic look on his face. He walked in front of them, forced himself to calm down and said in a trembling voice: “In front of you is the Minister of Rites’ Mansion, and no one else is allowed to enter! “

After he finished speaking, he saw a handsome young man walking out of the crowd, standing in front of him, with a calm expression on his face, and said, “Let’s find Yang Ming and ask him to come out. “

Yang Ming? “

The servants of Shangshu Mansion were slightly startled, and suddenly realized that these guys were here to see the eldest young master.

Judging from the aura of these people, they are definitely not good people. They must not be allowed to enter the house before the master speaks.

Even if I risk my own life, I still have to stop them outside the Shangshu Mansion!

“Master Yang Ming is resting. Who are you and why do you want to see him?”

The servant tried to calm down, but his voice was still trembling.

Fang Xiu looked at him and said calmly: “Yang Ming has violated the law. We have to escort him back to the Kyoto government office for investigation.”

When the servant heard this, his expression was a little strange.

As far as he knew, there were not many noble disciples in the capital who had not violated the law, and nothing had happened to them.

It was only in recent days that some noble sons and daughters were punished after a female head catcher named Xia Yixue took office in the Kyoto government office.

What’s more, this is the residence of the Minister of Rites, and its status in the capital is second only to the emperor’s relatives, the three princes and the cabinet elders.

This man looks so young and doesn’t look like a powerful figure. What qualifications do he have to arrest Young Master Yang!

And

do you need so many people to catch a noble son who committed a crime?

The servants of Shangshu Mansion glanced behind Fang Xiu subconsciously, and felt even more strange. After thinking about it, they said: “Ignore whether you have evidence or not, this is Shangshu Mansion.

Even the Governor of Kyoto must hold documents in his hand before he can do anything. No matter how many people you have, you are not qualified to enter the house and arrest people.”

Fang Xiu looked at him, smiled, and said, “This is not something that you, a servant like the gatekeeper, can get involved in. Go back and report to you. The master made a report and said that General Fang Zhonglang and Chief Xia wanted to arrest Yang Ming and bring him to justice.”

When the servants of Shangshu Mansion heard this, their expressions became a little solemn.

These people were obviously well prepared, and even the master’s name couldn’t scare them. It seemed that the master had really gotten into big trouble this time.

“You guys wait here for a while. I’ll go back when I’m young.”

The servant thought for a while, saluted Fang Xiu, turned around and walked into Shangshu’s Mansion.

When Fang Xiu saw this scene, he didn’t try to break in. He just stood quietly outside Shangshu’s Mansion, closing his eyes and resting.

Behind him, countless people gathered together, and from time to time they cursed at the gangsters who were being detained by the Kyoto Prefecture police.

When passers-by saw such a huge scene, they all stopped and wanted to take a look at the excitement.

This is the Mansion of the Minister of Rites. What do these people want to do when they gather here?

Could it be that something big happened in Shangshu Mansion?

Suddenly, more and more people gathered, and the entire street became impossible to walk through.

In the Shangshu Mansion, there is a quiet courtyard.

An old man in a Washington-style dress was holding a book of “Book of Rites” in his hand, looking fascinated.

The servant who had been guarding the door hurriedly walked in, knelt down in front of the old man, and whispered: “Master, there are a group of mud-legged people outside, gathering in front of the house and refusing to leave.

In addition, there is another one called General Fang Zhonglang and a man named Xia Baotou will arrest the eldest son and take him to the Kyoto government office for investigation.”

The old man put down the “Book of Rites” in his hand, with a look of contemplation on his face.

General Fang Zhonglang and Xia Shatou?

To him, these two names were undoubtedly unfamiliar.

However, how could a lieutenant have the guts to arrest someone from the Kyoto Prefecture?

“How many are there?”

The old man looked at the people and asked.

The servant knelt on the ground, thought for a while, and replied: “There are too many, too many to count.”

When the old man heard this, he frowned slightly, thought for a while, and ordered the servant next to him: “Let Yang Ming Come here.”

The servant next to him immediately bowed and saluted: “Yes, sir.”

After saying that, he walked out of the courtyard.

The old man sat on the Taishi chair, his brows furrowed.

After a while, he asked: “Do they have any arrest documents in their hands?” The servant

replied: “Master, I asked, but I didn’t.”

When the old man heard this, his brows relaxed a little.

No matter who these people are or what their purpose is here, as long as there is no document from the court, it means that His Majesty still doesn’t know.

Your Majesty’s ignorance means that there is still room for maneuver…

The dignified Minister of Rites, a first-rank official in the imperial court, the head of the six departments.

After many years of ups and downs in the officialdom, I have reached this position today. I have never seen anything like this.

A small lieutenant general and a Kyoto government official’s head catcher, even if they confuse some people, as long as there are no documents, it won’t make a difference…

It’s just…

Yang Ming, this kid, has really been a little restless recently.

It had only been a short time since the last incident in Prince Ning’s Mansion, and it had caused so many troubles again.

It seems that after this incident is over, he needs to be allowed to recuperate in the house for a while.

Thinking of this, the old man couldn’t help but sigh, picked up the “Book of Rites” on the table again, and read it carefully.

About halfway through the incense stick, a handsome young man walked into the courtyard.

He looks elegant, but if you look closely, you can see what kind of hatred is hidden deep in his eyes.

Besides that, his costume is also very weird.

It’s obviously a hot summer day, but she is wearing a robe that is only worn in autumn.

At the same time, you can see that his right sleeve is empty inside.

“Father…”

The young master walked up to the old man and called out expressionlessly.

When the old man heard his voice, he put down the “Book of Rites” in his hand and looked up at him.

When his eyes passed over his right sleeve, his expression stagnated for a moment, but he quickly recovered.

He looked at his son and asked, “What trouble have you caused during this time?”

When he said this, it was obvious that Yang Ming’s expression looked unnatural for a moment.

Zhizi Mo Ruofu…

Seeing his reaction, the old man immediately understood that today’s matter was indeed related to his son!

A look of anger appeared on the old man’s face, and the old man Yang Ming said sternly: “Isn’t the lesson from Prince Ning’s Mansion enough? How many more troubles are you going to cause to my father!?”

(End of Chapter)