Eat in Song Dynasty

Chapter 170 Something Happened

No one responded, Mrs. Zhao was in a hurry, but something happened to her boss, she, an ignorant woman, could do nothing but find the little boss and tell her, so she raised her voice and yelled a dozen times in a row.

Thanks to her persistence, Wen Shu finally heard this exhausted cry when the sound of gongs and drums gradually stopped. After hearing the content of the call, her complexion changed immediately, she turned around and squeezed through the crowd and rushed out.

"Sister-in-law, what are you talking about! What's wrong with my father?" She ran to Mrs. Zhao and asked anxiously.

Mrs. Zhao said hoarsely: "My master was arrested by a nobleman in Haitang Garden, and he is holding him kneeling on the ground."

"What's going on? Did my father offend the nobleman?"

"I don't know, I just took a look at it from a distance, and when I saw that something was wrong, I hurried over to find the little boss."

Upon hearing this, Wen Shu ran away, but in the middle of her run, she suddenly stopped.

Begonia Garden?What a coincidence!
She just heard something like "conspiracy" from there, and when she turned around, something happened to her father.Is it a coincidence?Or what is the relationship between the two.

She was thinking wildly in her mind, but she ran towards the Haitang Garden like her mind was flying.

But on the other side of the Begonia Garden, Father Wen used to watch the games in Chishang and had a halftime break, but her daughter who wanted to watch the game hadn't turned around yet, so she couldn't help but feel a little worried, so she wanted to go and have a look.

It's just that he didn't see where his daughter came from at the beginning, but he only saw that there was no one on the shore, so he guessed that he should go into the forest to enjoy the flowers, so he took a detour and entered the Begonia Garden.

Scanning around the garden, he didn't see his daughter. Father Wen just wanted to shout something loudly, when a blushing voice came from a nearby wooden house where the gardener was resting.

Old Man Wen only listened to one ear, then he was so embarrassed that he just turned around and was about to leave, when two men broke into the garden suddenly, they rushed over without any explanation, one of them grabbed his arm, and shouted loudly: "Come on, catch the thief."

After they shouted, it didn't take long for a group of people to rush in at the gate of the garden, both men and women, all of them in splendid clothes.

Lu Yuancheng looked at Wen Tai who was being held on the ground, his brows frowned barely visible, and the corner of his eyes glanced at the quiet wooden house.

At this time, a middle-aged man in his early thirties with a beard next to him asked: "What's going on?

The two who restrained Father Wen said: "Just now, I accidentally lost my purse while watching the game. When I came back to my senses, I found a person running wildly. We followed the back and saw him alone. The purse He must have stolen it."

Father Wen hurriedly said, "I didn't steal it, I was just passing by."

Seeing that the two sides were talking, the middle-aged man asked the two men whose purses were stolen, "What does the purse you lost look like?"

The two men replied: "Brown silk satin style."

The middle-aged man nodded and said: "Search, whether it is true or not, whether there is any wrongdoing, you can find out after a search." After all, in order to show fairness, he also asked his followers to step forward to replace the body search, lest the two men take the opportunity to be framed. .

But Father Wen on the ground turned pale when he heard this, because he really had a purse in the style of brown silk silk on his body.Although it was his own, how could he tell the difference under such circumstances.

After a while, a purse in the style of brown satin silk was found from the front of his chest. Everyone saw that the color and pattern were all matched, and they believed that he had stolen it.

When the middle-aged man saw this, his expression turned cold, and he shouted, "Now, what else do you have to say?"

"This is mine." Papa Wen argued.

"Hmph, there are all the witnesses and material evidence, and you still dare to quibble, come here, and turn it over to the guards for me, and deal with it after the match."

"Wait a minute." Lu Yuancheng quickly stopped the situation from developing.

"Why, my nephew has a different opinion?" the middle-aged man stroked his beard.

"Although physical evidence has been found, just the same money bag is not enough to convict." Then, he turned to the two men and said, "How much money did you lose?"

The two men glanced at him hesitantly and said, "Two pens and thirty pennies."

The middle-aged man came back to his senses, and hurriedly asked his attendants to open the money bag they had found to check the amount of money inside.

Father Wen paused again, because the coincidence was almost weird, and there were two or thirty Wen in his purse.

Now, Father Wen was not the only one who was stunned, the two men were also stunned, they never thought that what they said casually could hit the nail on the head twice in a row.

This unexpected development made Lu Yuancheng speechless for a while.

Just when the middle-aged man was about to speak again, asking someone to take Wen Tai down, the inexplicable voice that made people blush and heartbeat resounded like rain in the wooden house.

The female family members blushed when they heard this, and hurriedly lowered their eyebrows and lowered their eyes.The woman standing next to the middle-aged man even spat softly: "Hey, what a prodigal son, in broad daylight, so shameless..."

Before she finished speaking, Lu Yuancheng frowned, and told the people behind him, "Go and see who is so unruly, Your Majesty dares to mess around here."

"Yes." The person behind stepped forward in response, and retreated after a while.

Looking at the middle-aged man beside Lu Yuancheng, he faltered and said, "Yes...it's Mr. Duan San..."

"What!" As if he heard something unbelievable, the middle-aged man's eyes widened for a moment, and he pushed away the two people who were answering in front of him, and strode towards the wooden house.

The woman who spoke just now also changed her face and followed closely behind.

Lu Yuancheng stood in the crowd, his eyes darkened as he glanced at the wooden house.

The window of the wooden house was half open, and standing outside the window, he could clearly see what the people inside were doing, and he could also see their appearance. Seeing that it was really his unworthy third son, An Pingbo's face turned pale and white.

"Nizi, come out!" He sternly shouted.

Mrs. An Ping felt dizzy when she heard the words, she almost couldn't stand up, but fortunately, the maid beside her was clever and supported her.

There was a moment of silence in the room, and then there was the sound of getting dressed carefully.

This is what Wen Shu saw when she arrived. Her father was escorted to kneel on the ground, and a group of luxuriously dressed women beside her were pointing at the wooden house in front, and there were seven or eight people standing beside the wooden house in front.

She didn't care about what happened, she rushed over with a few strides, and pushed away the people who were holding her father to the left and right.

"Father, are you okay? Why are you here?" She asked while helping Father Wen to get up.

Unprepared, a staggered two people who were pushed by her turned around and shouted: "Who?"

"Why do you detain my father?"

With this coquettish shout, An Pingbo, who was angry and distracted in front of the wooden house, was pulled back. He turned around and looked at Lu Yuancheng, who was pursing his lips, wondering: "Nephew, this matter..."

Lu Yuancheng glanced at him, and said calmly: "I will truthfully report this matter to my father."

Uncle Anping's face froze, and then he sighed: "Forget it, it's because he didn't live up to it, so there's nothing to complain about." Then, he glanced at his son who was wearing a cloak and his face was still flushed, and said bitterly: "Shame on me!" What you see, come back with me."

The disheveled Duan Qinying flinched, and obediently followed behind.

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