It rained heavily last night, and there was movement early in the morning the next morning. The concierge took another peek outside and saw that along the wall of Zhennan Bo Mansion were the Shuntian Mansion's Shanzhao Camps, not only blocking the front and back doors, but also There were people staring at the wall without a door, and each of them was carrying a knife. At first glance, it was obvious that he was serious.
There was a servant girl who was carrying a food box and a basket and wanted to go out, but she was stopped by someone from Shanzhao Camp, who frowned and said, "What do you want to go out for?"
"Master Bing..." the servant girl smiled and said in a low voice: "There are dozens of people in the house who have to buy groceries every day. Can you please let me pass?"
"No, there's an order from above...no entry or exit is allowed!" The people in Shanzhao Camp shook their heads repeatedly.
In the past, the governor of Shuntian Prefecture also wanted to give Zhennan Bo face, but now these people are so unaccommodating that even slaves who want to buy things are stopped.
Even when the steward came forward later and handed over money to ask for help in buying it, no one agreed.
"No, I've definitely helped with this in normal times. Who dares to accept this money now without fear of losing their job?" Someone who was familiar with him whispered directly.
This huge town, Nanbo Mansion, actually looks like a big prison. Have the people here ever suffered such injustice?
But even the stewards of the uncle's house, who used to have high-mindedness, could only endure it now, and all of them looked pale and trembling.
The more respectable stewards tentatively asked the capable people around the uncle and his wife, wondering what was going on and whether it would involve anyone in the house?
"Oh, I don't know what happened. Madam cried all night last night. The prince went out without looking for him. He even welcomed the young man into the upper room to take care of him!"
"The master kept sighing and didn't sleep all night. In this situation, who dares to ask."
The maids and servants were all in a panic, but they didn't know what to do. Little did they know that now Uncle Zhennan and his wife were encountering something even more heartbreaking than being besieged by armored soldiers.
"I didn't expect that the son I have been raising for these years, the prince of the uncle's house who I have placed high hopes on, is actually disguised as a big demon!"
"But the real son is a boy beside the fake prince!"
Even though Uncle Zhennan and his wife were distressed by what happened to their biological son, they were also deeply affected by the fact that many years of hard work had been wasted and the uncle's house had no heirs!
Of course, after regaining consciousness, the couple were even more frightened. The uncle's house had been hidden by a big demon for many years, and was also involved in an imperial examination fraud case. What will happen to the uncle's house in Nannan?
"Madam, are you going to visit Mr. Hong?" The maid beside the madam saw that she was restless and looked like she wanted to go out. The maid suddenly understood and asked in a low voice.
The lady was born gracefully and looked like a standard noble lady. Even though she suffered a blow like her son being replaced, even though her face was pale, she could barely maintain her expression and not collapse.
But the distance is only one step away.
She was extremely sad and said: "It's my son after all... Oh! My poor son!"
The people beside him heard this and looked at each other, but no one dared to look strange.
Madam, who is crying in pain, is it the son who was sent back to the house, or the son who has fled and disappeared without a trace?
Apart from anything else, it turns out that although the prince is fake, he is personable and well-read the scriptures. Although he is a little weak, he is heart-wrenching...
As for the real prince, everyone sees him every day, he is just a boy, how can he turn around at this moment?
Look, Uncle Zhennan still refuses to accept it and hasn’t visited yet!
"Is Hongdao sleeping?" The lady asked as she walked to the courtyard where Hongdao stayed after being sent back.
This courtyard is not the courtyard where the prince of the uncle's house lives, nor is it Hongdao's original room. Since a big demon has lived there, who knows if there is something terrible hidden in it?
As soon as Hongdao was sent back and found out about this, his uncle ordered the courtyard to be sealed.
Not only did he feel uncomfortable, but since a big demon lived there, he couldn't allow anyone to destroy the scene inside. If the emperor wanted to send someone to investigate, wouldn't it be aggravating the crime if he destroyed it?
So after Hongdao was sent back, he lived in a side courtyard very close to the main courtyard.
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The two servants guarding the door looked at each other, and one of them quickly and cautiously replied: "Hongdao... Young Master, you're not asleep yet..."
After hearing this, the lady went in directly with a servant and a maid.
As soon as we entered the courtyard, the people inside noticed it.
Hongdao, oh, he should be called Xie Hongdao now. Xie Hongdao came out and bowed deeply to Mrs. Bo: "Mother."
This call was extremely dry.
It wasn't just him. The lady was in a daze, but she couldn't believe it when she looked at her former servant. She asked dryly: "My son, are you okay? Can you get used to living here?"
Xie Hongdao replied: "Don't worry, mother, it's good to live here."
"Oh, that's good." The lady faced him, not knowing what to say.
Over the years, she and Xie Zhenqing were mother and son. Due to their son's physical illness, she and her husband put extra effort into it, and Xie Zhenqing was more filial to her and her uncle. In fact, even now, Madam can't figure out how such a person can do anything but be physically weak.
How can a son who is good in everything else be a monster?
Xie Hongdao had been with Xie Zhenqing for many years and lived with him in the uncle's house. With just one glance, he could tell what Mrs. Uncle was thinking.
The already uncomfortable mood was even more painful because of the biological mother's unconscious concern for the demon.
Thinking of the look that Uncle Zhennan, his biological father, had given him when he was just sent back, Xie Hongdao stood there with the smile on his face almost unbearable.
But if we really look into this matter, can we blame the father and mother?
After spending so many years together and treating him like his own son, how could he not have the slightest nostalgia for that big demon?
But the question is, what did I do wrong?
Being replaced and turned into a slave is the worst for you, okay?
The two briefly exchanged a few words, and Madam Uncle also wanted to be nice to him. Xie Hongdao could also feel this. Facing Madam Uncle's gaze, he could only force a smile and in turn comfort him: "Mother, I can now
To wake up and no longer be forced by that big demon is a great blessing among misfortunes..."
"Don't worry, I've learned a lot over the years, so I won't let you lose face."
Just as he was talking, someone suddenly ran in and reported: "Madam, the eunuch who announced the decree is here!"
"What?" At this moment, everyone had an ominous premonition in their hearts. Mrs. Bo immediately said to Xie Hongdao: "My son, follow me out quickly to receive the order!"
Arriving at the courtyard, it turned out to be Xungui's house. The incense table had been set up. Zhennan Bo also came out of the main courtyard and the group knelt down.
Just by looking at the eunuch who announced the edict, I knew that something bad was up to him. With a cold face, he unfolded the edict and read it out in a sharp voice.
Xie Hongdao knelt in front of the crowd, his head was buzzing, he could hardly hear any sound, only a few words kept echoing in his ears!
"...Although he is an evildoer, it is also caused by his lack of virtue. How can he be placed in the hall of honors if he is so cold and desolate? Just remove the title of Earl of Zhennan..."
The count was cut off. The earl that our ancestors had sacrificed their lives for was cut off like this!
"I...accept the order!"
Uncle Zhennan's face suddenly turned pale, but he still insisted on kneeling down to thank him for the grace of reducing his rank.
The eunuch didn't accept the banknote handed over by the butler and just left.
Everyone in the mansion looked at Uncle Zhennan with fear and uneasiness as he stood holding the imperial edict... No, he can no longer be called uncle now.
He stared blankly at the imperial edict in his hand. For a moment, his body suddenly softened and he fell down.