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Chapter 365: A lifetime of fame ruined by one day

Prime Minister Lan asked, "Can't you tell me? Haven't you seen it all?"

He even suspected that this was a trap set up by his colleagues who were jealous of him.

Tang Taifu covered his face and said, "Oh my, Prime Minister Lan, please don't force me. You hid something in the secret room, and someone stole it. You announced it to everyone. Don't you know it?"

"Can you say the contents of the book in public? I feel like tapping my toes just thinking about it."

What was stolen from the secret room?

Prime Minister Lan had a bad premonition in his heart that became even stronger.

Wasn't the thing that was stolen from the secret room the thing that had been bothering his wife recently? When he asked, he didn't say what it was and just asked his eldest son to find the thief.

What's wrong.

Could it be that his dignified and elegant wife hid something shameful in the secret room, which was not only stolen by thieves but also caused a sensation in the city, and finally the blame fell on him?

Prime Minister Lan did not negotiate with his colleagues, but hurried home and asked his servants to present an unknown book.

When you get the book, open the first page.

Prime Minister Lan: “…”

His eternal fame.

He worked hard to build up a good reputation throughout his life.

He worked hard to build up his reputation throughout his life.

...ruined.

Prime Minister Lan let out a sharp explosion in his study.

How can he clarify, how can he prove himself, how can he take the shit pot off his head.

Could it be that he should tell others that this was hidden by his wife, or even that it was written by his dignified, steady and elegant wife?

Who believes it? !

Even if someone believed it, his actions would put the Xie family in the spotlight.

It is even possible that in the end he himself was not cleared of the charges and another person was implicated.

Even the reputation of all the women in the Prime Minister's Mansion was damaged.

If you think about it carefully, letting him bear the blame alone is actually the best way to minimize the damage caused by this incident.

After all, if he did it, it would only add to the joke, but if Xie did it, he would be guilty of a capital crime.

Prime Minister Lan could only swallow his anger.

He...feels aggrieved.

From now on, when people mention him, the first thing they think of may not be "the wisest man in the capital" or "a powerful person"... but the prime minister who has a special hobby of writing pornographic books in private!

Prime Minister Lan cried all night in his study, crying for his lost reputation.

Why on earth did he want to marry Xie? Why!

No wonder when he wanted to marry her, her younger brother looked at him as if he were a hero. It seemed like he had already expected that he would marry a big Buddha.

The arrows shot in his youth have almost turned him into a sieve as he enters middle age.

My dignity in my later years is no longer preserved. My dignity in my later years is no longer preserved.

Prime Minister Lan fainted from crying in his study room, and the next day he ran to find Xie with the wordless book.

As for Xie, when she heard that the news "Prime Minister Lan was writing an erotic story" was circulating in the capital, she felt relieved and began to prepare paper and pen to write the next chapter.

Since the blame was successfully put on Prime Minister Lan, she felt more confident and bold in writing.

I was holding back before, but from this time on I can be bolder and show them more affection until they are choked to death.

It's good to publicize it this way. She can make up for the sinful author and give some compensation to the readers for the suffering they went through when reading the storybook and the missing sugar.

This time, she wants to take back everything that belongs to her.

Caiyun felt guilty when she saw Prime Minister Lan rushing towards her with his eyes wide open and strides forward.

It’s over, Mrs. Chong is here.

She hurriedly announced loudly, reminding the lady who was cooking frantically inside to hide her things, in case the furious prime minister tore up the newly added manuscripts.

That was the result of their wives writing for an entire night.

Prime Minister Lan rushed directly into the room. Xie slowly collected the papers on the table, as if she was not writing anything restricted, but was copying Buddhist scriptures.

If Caiyun hadn't glanced at the contents on the paper, she would have thought so too.

Her eyes widened, wondering when she could learn to be as calm as the lady.

Xie said, "Master, why are you here this time?"

Prime Minister Lan threw the nameless book on the desk and said, "Is this written by you? Is this the one you lost in the secret room?"

Xie admitted it directly.

Although Prime Minister Lan knew the answer in his mind, he was still so angry that he turned around in a circle when he heard Xie admit it without any remorse or hesitation.

"You, you are so shameless. You wrote these. Do you know what rumors are being spread about me in and outside the capital? You have caused me so much trouble, you..."

Prime Minister Lan was just about to ask Mrs. Xie if she knew she was wrong when he accidentally glanced at the words on the manuscript on the table that Mrs. Xie had not yet collected.

His eyes widened as big as copper bells, and he was so surprised that his voice broke, "You're still writing!!!"

Prime Minister Lan was so angry that he felt dizzy.

Xie hummed calmly. In contrast, the sloppy Prime Minister Lan looked more like the one who was questioned to the point of collapse.

"Master, I have never killed anyone, never mistreat my concubines and children, never bullied others, and this is just my little hobby. It has never hurt anyone, so why can't I do it?"

"If there was no thief, I would have just admired it by myself and never thought of letting anyone else know. The manuscript spread all over the capital. Isn't it the thief's fault? Master couldn't catch the culprit, so he pushed all the blame onto me."

Xie lowered her eyes, looking sad. "In that case, Master can clarify to the public that this book was written by me and has nothing to do with you."

"When I have finished writing the ending and have no regrets, I will jump into the lake and commit suicide."

Of course not.

She will not die no matter who dies.

She hadn’t even finished watching “The Coroner” yet, so how could she bear to die?

Xie knew that Prime Minister Lan would never tell the truth to anyone, for her sake and to protect the reputation of the Prime Minister's children.

The most he could do was come over now to question her and vent his emotions.

Prime Minister Lan felt that what Xie said made sense at first, but on second thought it was not right.

Killing, arson and bullying are wrong, but is writing pornography right?

Prime Minister Lan pursed his lips and said, "Then you shouldn't continue writing. Who knows if the thief will come a second time? Burn it after reading it, and don't let it fall into the hands of others again."

Just write it, do you have the guts to kill me?

Xie smiled and nodded in agreement.

He turned around and continued writing, and when he was finished he put the works in the box in the secret room.

Thank you for coming again, brother thief.

Caiyun was a little worried, "Madam, why don't you burn it? If it gets out again, what if the master doesn't want to forgive you?"

Prime Minister Lan is a man who values ​​face more than anything else.

This time his reputation was damaged. I heard that he fainted from crying in his study.

If it happened a second time, Caiyun would feel a little sorry for him.

I wonder if he will be the first one to jump into the lake and commit suicide.

Xie didn't care about Prime Minister Lan's life or death at all.

She understood that Prime Minister Lan had a strong ability to withstand pressure and could hold on.

She is putting the interests of the nation above her own and working for the benefit of readers all over the world.

Only Prime Minister Lan was sacrificed for these benefits.

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Ning Shucheng decided to lead the troops into battle himself.

The plan on the Mid-Autumn Festival failed completely, but it’s okay, it was just a small test to test the IQ of the people of Donglin.

They also underestimated the courage of the people and failed to make more thorough preparations.

This time they will start the real plan.

He is serious.