The day after Nan Qichen was taken away by the second prince, Su Zhaoning took Nan Minxing and visited Gu Lang, the Zhongshu Ling.

Gu Lang admired Su Zhaoning, but that was limited to her talents.

The identity of Mrs. Dingyuan Marquis is not something that Gu Lang values. Gu Lang didn't care about these things that Mrs. Dingyuan Marquis cared about.

Fortunately, Su Zhaoning once helped Gu Jiazhun daughter-in-law Chen Yurui once, and Gu Lang reluctantly agreed to inquire about Nan Qichen's current situation.

However, Gu Zhongshuling said on a case-by-case basis: "This official has overturned the law, and humiliation is a capital crime." But there are also light penalties. Exile for 3,000 miles is sufficient. ”

Nan Minxing, who was in Su Zhaoning's arms, raised his head and asked, "Mother, do you want to see three thousand cows, it's still quite heavy." The little uncle is miserable. ”

"Three thousand cattle, that's a pretty good suggestion." In the prince's mansion, after listening to the guard's announcement, the second prince touched his chin happily and asked with a smile, "You say, do you want to buy a few cows and come back now and let Nan Qichen let them go?" ”

Gu Lang's answer was completely unexpected by him.

Who is Gu Lang? He loves talent, and he can throw away etiquette for talent, advocating talented people over power and money. But in the final analysis, Gu Lang is still a literati.

The literati are heavy-minded. Therefore, Nan Qichen's humiliating charge may be even more ironclad in Gu Lang's eyes.

Of course, the guard knew that the second prince didn't want his own answer, so he continued to tell another matter: "Your Highness, Nan Qichen has eaten all the food sent by him last night, and he has slept like thunder all night. I'm still clamoring for lunch. ”

The second prince smiled slightly, and he ordered: "Since this second master Nan is hungry, give him a table of meat dishes." This prince wants to see that his brother's bones are not cold, and he has not kept the three days of fasting. ”

Nan Qichen was obviously not prepared to defend it.

When the second prince passed, he happened to see Nan Qichen with a chicken leg in his left hand and a lamb chop in his right hand, and he was so happy to eat.

The second prince's gaze fell on Nan Qichen's mouth, and then he said sarcastically: "It seems that Su Zhaoning is right, you really look forward to your brother's death." ”

Locked Nan Qichen in his own mansion instead of sending him to Dali Temple, of course, the second prince wanted to better torture each other. Now that Nan Qichen looks safe and comfortable, the second prince is naturally very dissatisfied.

He used the knife of words to chop Nan Qichen's meat: "It's only the second day, and you can't wait to eat meat dishes." Do you want me to call a few more girls for you, happy? ”

Nan Qichen didn't stop chewing in his mouth at all, and while eating, he commented vaguely: "Your Highness, your mansion is ...... This cook has to be replaced. The lamb is too old, and the chicken needs to be ......"

Nan Qichen didn't finish speaking, and the second prince let the guards grab his mouth.

"What a mouthful of oil." The second prince snorted coldly. He originally wanted Nan Qichen to look at this big table of delicious food, but he couldn't put down the chopsticks.

But I didn't expect that the other party didn't keep fasting at all. The second prince was so angry that he was smoking.

"Withdraw it all for me!" He commanded angrily.

Looking at Nan Qichen, who was let go by the guards and continued to chew, the second prince ordered: "Change the plate of cold steamed buns!" The kind to feed the dogs! ”

The cold steamed buns were served on the table, and the second prince looked at Nan Qichen proudly, and continued to say meanly: "What should I do, Second Master Nan has never eaten prison food, right?" This prince is worried that you will not be used to eating when you suddenly go in, so let you get used to it first. ”

After speaking, the second prince poured all the steamed buns to the ground and stepped on them with his feet.

"You know, in the cell, the steamed buns are even dirtier. When the time comes, it is not the prince who will step on the steamed buns, but those lowly jailers. ”

The second prince really wanted to see Nan Qichen's frightened expression. It's a pity that he will be disappointed again this time.

Although only one night has passed since he was locked up in the Prince's Mansion, for Nan Qichen, who has never suffered, it is as long as a year.

In the face of this sudden suffering, Nan Qichen finally grew up. He hadn't seen his brother for a long time, but in his dreams that night, all he dreamed of was his brother.

His brother still said the same thing he had said many times, and I would protect you.

Nan Qichen in the dream is still as dismissive as in the past. But after waking up from the dream, Nan Qichen burst into tears.

He no longer has a brother, and he has to do the same thing as his brother - protect the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion.

Nan Qichen has already thought clearly, and now the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion is already meat on the chopping block, and there is no capital to confront a prince.

Rather than stay here and let the women outside the mansion beg around, he might as well get a result early.

"Why should Your Second Highness be so arrogant. The one who stepped on the steamed buns in the prison was not a jailer, but a rat. You can't compare to that kind of beast. "Nan Qichen is deliberately provoking the second prince.

As long as he is in the prince's mansion for a day, those women in the mansion have extravagant hopes and will be humiliated by the second prince.

If he is sent to Dali Temple, his life will be good, and he will be exiled. After the dust settled, it was possible to make the group of old, weak and young have peace.

In the Dingyuan Marquis's Mansion, the maid was begging Mrs. Wu: "Old Ancestor, think of a way." Where has the young master suffered like this, he must have had a sleepless night last night. Moreover, it's noon now, and I don't know if the young master has anything to eat. He must have been starving. ”

After breaking the cauldron, he kowtowed to Old Taijun Wu. Then she took out a sachet from her bosom and choked up: "Ancestor, this is the sachet that the young master ordered the slave to make for you." You see, the young master is thinking about you all the time. ”

Mama Xu, who was behind Mrs. Wu, looked at the sachet and saw a pair of swords embroidered on it.

This little hoof! The sachet is clearly prepared for her master!

Mama Xu didn't have a good impression of the cauldron, she scolded sharply: "Why do you need to say more." The ancestors and their wives are now hanging on the fire and roasting! ”

"Ancestor, don't worry, Madam went to Zhongshu Ling Mansion early this morning. I think there will be good news to bring back. Mama Xu comforted Mrs. Wu and said.

Seeing that Old Taijun Wu was about to be moved, she broke the cauldron and knocked her head again, and said, "Ancestor, the slave maid has an idea to save the young master back." ”

Mrs. Wu really couldn't wait to ask, "What do you have in mind?" ”

Broken Cauldron's heart was beating fast, and the time she had been waiting for was finally coming. Others felt that Hou Ye Nan Huaixin was dead, which was a devastating blow to this Dingyuan Marquis Mansion. But Pocauldron knows that this is the beginning of her good days.

After kowtowing to Old Taijun Wu for the third time, Po Cauldron said: "Old ancestor, the young master Minxing is still young and can't support the Hou Mansion. Please enter the palace for the young master, please be the son of the world. ”