No one responded, Mrs. Zhao was so anxious, but something happened to the owner, and she was an uninformed woman, so she couldn't do anything except find the little owner to inform her, so she raised her voice and shouted more than a dozen times at the moment.

Thanks to her persistence, in a gap when the sound of gongs and drums gradually stopped, Wen Shu finally heard this exhaustive shout, and after hearing the content of the shout, her face suddenly changed, and she turned around and rushed out of the crowd.

"Sister-in-law, what are you talking about! What happened to my dad? She ran to Mrs. Zhao and asked urgently.

Zhao Niangzi said in a hoarse voice: "The owner was arrested by a noble person in the Begonia Garden, and he was kneeling on the ground." ”

"What's going on? Has my father offended the nobleman? ”

"I don't know, I just glanced at it from a distance, and when I saw that things were not good, I hurried over to find the little owner."

As soon as she heard this, Wen Shu ran with her legs, but halfway through the run, she suddenly paused.

Begonia Garden? What a coincidence!

She had just heard something similar to "conspiracy" from over there, and when she turned around, something happened to her father. Is it a coincidence? Or what exactly is the relationship between the two.

She was thinking wildly in her head, but her mind was flying towards the Begonia Garden.

But said that at the end of the Begonia Garden, Daddy Wen was watching the Chishang game at halftime, but her daughter, who wanted to watch the game, had not yet turned around, and couldn't help but be a little worried, so she wanted to find it and take a look.

Only he didn't see where his daughter went in at the beginning, but he saw that there was no one on the shore, so he guessed that he should have entered the forest to enjoy the flowers, so he took a fork in the road and entered the Begonia Garden.

After scanning the garden and not seeing his daughter, Father Wen just wanted to shout a few words, but at this time, there was a sound from a wooden house next to the gardener that made people blush.

Father Wen only listened to one ear, and he was so embarrassed that he just turned around and wanted to leave, but at this time, two men suddenly broke into the garden, and rushed over without saying anything, one of them twisted one of his arms, and shouted loudly: "Come on, catch the thief." ”

They shouted, and it didn't take long for a group of people to rush in at the gate of the garden, both men and women, all dressed in brocade clothes.

Lu Yuancheng looked at Wen Tai who was being detained on the ground, his eyebrows wrinkled almost invisibly, and the corner of his eyes swept over the wooden house that had stopped moving.

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

The two people who clamped down on Father Wen said: "I accidentally lost the money bag when I watched the game, and when I came back to my senses, I found that a person was running wildly, we chased after him along the back, and we saw that he was alone here, and the money bag must have been stolen by him." ”

Father Wen hurriedly said: "I didn't steal it, I just passed by." ”

Seeing that both sides were talking, the middle-aged man asked the two men who had stolen the money bags, "What does the money bag you lost look like?" ”

The two men replied, "Brown pattern." ”

The middle-aged man nodded and said, "Body search, yes or no, whether there is wrong, you will know after a search." Anyway, in order to show fairness, he also let his entourage behind him come forward to search his body instead, so as not to let the two men take the opportunity to frame him.

But when Father Wen on the ground heard this, his face turned pale, because he really had a brown silk money bag on his body. Although it is his own, how can he distinguish it in this case?

After a while, a brown silk style money bag was searched out of the placket of his chest, and when everyone saw that all the colors and styles were matched, they thought that he was stealing.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man's face suddenly turned cold, and he shouted, "Now, what else do you have to say." ”

"It's my own." Daddy Wen argued.

"Hmph, the human and material evidence is there, and you dare to be cunning, come here, send me to the guard, and then deal with it after the event."

"Wait." The situation in front of him was out of development, and Lu Yuancheng hurriedly opened his mouth to stop it. vp

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

"Although physical evidence has been found, an identical purse is not enough to convict." As he spoke, he turned to the two men and said, "How many coins have you lost?" ”

The two men glanced at him and hesitated: "Two and thirty wen." ”

The middle-aged man came back to his senses and hurriedly asked his entourage to open the money bag and check the amount of money inside.

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

At this time, Father Wen was not the only one who was in the column, and the two men were also stunned, they never wanted to say something casually, but they could say it twice in a row.

This unexpected development made Lu Yuancheng speechless for a while.

Just as the middle-aged man was about to speak again and let Wen Tai be escorted down, the wooden house was filled with rain like rain again, and the indescribable voice that made people blush and heartbeat again.

The ladies were red-faced when they heard this, and they were busy lowering their eyebrows. The woman standing next to the middle-aged man said even softly: "Bah, which prodigal son, in broad daylight, is so shameless...."

Before she finished speaking, Lu Yuancheng was already frowning, and ordered the people behind her, "Go and take a look, see who is so unruly, and the saint dares to mess around here." ”

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

Looking at the middle-aged man beside Lu Yuancheng, he said hesitantly: "Yes.. It's the third son of Duan.."

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

The woman who had just spoken, her face also changed, and she followed closely.

Lu Yuancheng stood in the crowd, and his eyes darkened as he swept towards the wooden house.

The window of the wooden house is ajar, standing outside the window, you can clearly see what the people inside are doing, and you can also see the appearance, seeing that it is really his third son, An Pingbo's face is suddenly pale and pale.

"Rebel, come out for me!" He shouted.

When Mrs. An Pingbo heard this, she only felt dizzy and almost couldn't stand, but fortunately, the maid around her was clever and stopped.

There was a moment of silence in the room, and then the sound of trembling clothes sounded.

When Wen Shu arrived, she saw this scene, her father was escorted to kneel on the ground, and a group of richly dressed women next to him were pointing at the wooden house in front of her, and there were seven or eight people standing by the wooden house in front of her.

She didn't care what was going on, and rushed over with a few arrows, pushing away the people who were holding her father on the left and right.

"Dad, are you okay, why did you get here?" She asked as she helped Daddy Wen up.

Unguarded, the two people who were pushed by her turned around and shouted, "What person? ”

"Why are you betting on my father?"

This coquettish voice pulled back An Pingbo, who was angry and distracted in front of the wooden house, and he turned to look at Lu Yuancheng, whose lips were pursed, and he was embarrassed: "Virtuous nephew, this matter..."

Lu Yuancheng glanced at him and said lightly: "I will tell my father the truth about this matter." ”

An Pingbo's face stiffened, and he immediately sighed: "That's it, it's just that he is not angry, and he has nothing to blame." As he spoke, he glanced at his son, who came out of his clothes and still had a flush on his face, and said hatefully: "Shameful things, go back with me." ”

The disheveled Duan Qinying shrank and obediently followed.