Father, who is both a heir and a descendant, is still biased; the bound system has gone berserk.

Ming Mobing and Ming Mozhuo stared at them in horror. "You...you're really a goddess?"

Ying Yufu snorted coldly, "Didn't you just say you were going to hand us over to your master?"

Ming Mobing said, "The victor is king, the loser is villain; we have nothing to say about it."

"The victor is king, the loser is villain? You are nothing but pawns being used by others. How dare you say that the victor is king and the loser is villain?" the crown prince said sarcastically.

main hall.

Ming Zhiyuan sat at the head of the table, drinking and chatting with Young Master Jiang and Miss Jiang. "Your Highness, Princess," he said, "the two Hu servants you brought have been gone for quite some time and have not yet returned. They may be lost. Should I send someone to find them?"

As he spoke, Mingzhiyuan was about to call for his guards to go and search for the person.

Young Master Jiang said, "No need. My merchant friend and that girl are a couple. It's perfectly normal for them to be out for a long time. Let's not disturb their good time."

Ming Zhiyuan smiled and agreed, "I see. So that's how it is. Prince Jiang's foreign follower is quite unrestrained... In that case, I have a few beautiful dancers in my household. I wonder if the prince would find them appealing? If so, the prince may bestow them upon your foreign merchant follower."

That's what they say, but Akinohara felt a vague unease in his heart.

For some reason, he had been on edge ever since the beginning. He had been an official for many years, and especially in the last three years, he had been doing things that could not be brought to light.

The more insecure a person is, the more likely they are to see snakes in their reflections, and thus they tend to believe their own feelings.

"Your Highness, I will summon those dancers immediately and send someone to fetch your merchant companion..."

Before he could finish speaking, a constable rushed in, his face filled with panic. "Sir, something's happened!"

As soon as the constable entered, he knelt down on the ground in the center of the main hall with a thud, trembling all over.

Akira's face immediately darkened, and he roared, "How dare you! How can you be so impudent? Don't you see we have distinguished guests here?"

The constable was covered in cold sweat and his face was deathly pale. "But sir, something really has happened... something has happened at the mine!"

Mingzhi was initially taken aback, then his eyes widened suddenly. "What did you say? Say it again!"

The constable hurriedly said, "Sir, something has happened at the mine. Just now, the mine suddenly collapsed, and the entire mine stretching for dozens of miles has collapsed."

"A sudden collapse?" Akira's breathing trembled. He asked incredulously, "Are the people guarding the mine all useless? How were they guarding it?"

The constable said, "Sir, everything was fine until it suddenly collapsed without any warning."

Mingzhiyuan slumped back into his original position, completely ignoring the presence of Jiang Gongzi.

"How could this be? How could this happen..." He muttered to himself for a moment, then suddenly snapped out of his daze and roared, "Quick! To the mine!"

He lifted his leg and ran outside.

Young Master Jiang remained seated, looking at Ming Zhiyuan with pity.

"Lord Ming, you're in such a hurry! What happened? And what's this mine you mentioned?"

Then they saw Ying Yufu and the Crown Prince walking side by side.

Ming Zhiyuan stopped in his tracks. He looked at Ying Yufu. He recognized her, of course, but the Hu merchant beside her was gone. In his place was a surprisingly handsome young man.

No, the young man was wearing the clothes of a foreign merchant; he was that foreign merchant.

"You, you guys..." Akinohara finally realized something was wrong.

He was about to say something when he glanced at the two people and saw a black figure and a parrot rapidly approaching.

The parrot landed on Ying Yufu's shoulder, while the black figure stood to the side of the foreign merchant.

"You're back so soon?" Ying Yufu asked Xiao Dian, tilting her head.

"It was alright. I didn't eat as much as Uncle Long, but he let me have some, so he was kind enough to let me eat more." Little Crazy flapped its wings and patted its belly contentedly.

Ying Yufu was surprised. After this trip, Little Dragon became Uncle Dragon. If we consider her relationship with the Crown Prince, wouldn't that mean they are from different generations?

The Crown Prince had obviously thought of this as well, and turned to look at Xiao Long with a rather displeased expression.

Xiao Long glanced at him, and seeing his displeasure, he became happy, his lips curving into a smile. "Although the mine wasn't small, it wasn't enough for me. I only ate half full; the rest I gave to this little one. It's not too much for her to call me 'uncle,' is it?"

Mingzhi stared blankly at them. He recognized each word they said individually, but when put together, he was completely bewildered.

What do you mean by "the mine is small, but not enough for him to eat"?

Eat? What to eat? From the mines?

Unbelievable!

Mingzhiyuan looked up, his face filled with horror. He had wanted to see the talking parrot on Ying Yufu's shoulder.

But when he looked up, he saw a large group of people in black behind them.

Although the group was dressed in civilian clothes, their murderous and ruthless aura was no longer concealed, and Akira instantly understood their origins.

They were soldiers.

"Father!"

Just as Akira was shocked, a cry of grief suddenly rang out from among the crowd.

Ming Zhiyuan was startled and looked up to see the brothers Ming Mobing and Ming Mozhuo.

At this moment, the two men were like drowning dogs, their legs dangling limply, each being supported by two Flying Tiger soldiers.

The person who called him just now was Ming Mozhuo.

"Bing'er, Zhuo'er!" Ming Zhiyuan's expression changed, and the unease in his heart instantly materialized.

Ming Mobing gave Ming Zhiyuan a bleak smile. "Father, we're finished."

Ming Zhiyuan froze, his eyes widening as he abruptly turned to look at the Crown Prince of Qinjiang. "You...it's you..."

Young Master Jiang stood up with a wronged expression. He spread his hands and said, "Lord Ming, please don't falsely accuse me. I am completely innocent!"

As he spoke, he walked towards Ying Yufu and the Crown Prince, saying, "Isn't that right, my cousin the Crown Prince, and Princess Anguo?"

"Crown Prince?" Ming Zhiyuan looked at the Crown Prince in disbelief, then at Ying Yufu, "Princess Anguo! You are Princess Anguo!"

Ying Yufu and the Crown Prince both looked at him coldly. The Crown Prince said, "A person like you is actually an official of my Northern Xuan. I... feel deeply ashamed."

Thinking of the chest full of account books and letters in the secret room, the Crown Prince's cold smile was full of murderous intent.

Those account books are evidence that Mingzhiyuan and the Meng family have been exploiting the local people for years, and that most of the money they have embezzled has been handed over to that "master". As for those letters, they are their conversations with that "master", and the contents of the letters are mostly about the process of making longevity pills.

Each letter included the number of failed and successful attempts at obtaining the Longevity Pill, along with a flattering wish for the "Lord" to live a long and immortal life.

It's utterly shameful.

Akira's legs gave way and he collapsed to the ground.

The Crown Prince looked down at him and said, "Arrest him. Announce my orders to search the Ming residence. Do not let a single person escape. Send them all back to the capital."

The Flying Tigers immediately obeyed the order and, at the same time, took the Crown Prince's token to mobilize the local government troops.

Within half a day, the Ming family's property had been seized, and the entire Ming family had been put into prison.

As they were leaving the city, Ming Zhiyuan suddenly looked shocked. He saw Meng Wanli in the carriage ahead, looking healthy, unlike the man who was on the verge of death in the woodshed.