Rebirth: Pampered by the Lord-Chapter 1938: Great Joy

Fourth Prince’s Mansion, at the main entrance.

That evening, right at mealtime, over a dozen carts filled to the brim with belongings arrived, completely blocking the entrance to the Fourth Prince’s mansion.

The guards at the gate quickly stepped forward to investigate, only to discover that it was the Prime Minister who had arrived. They hurriedly went inside to report to the Fourth Prince.

The events that took place at the Prime Minister’s residence that morning were already known to the Fourth Prince. Hearing that the Prime Minister had come, he didn’t take it to heart, glared at the servant, and said discontentedly, "Since grandfather has come, just invite the old man in. Why bother reporting it?"

"The Prime Minister, he..."

"What about him?"

"Fourth Prince, you should come to the entrance and have a look yourself!"

"Such a bother, you useless servants can’t handle a single small matter. What use are you?" The Fourth Prince stood up disgruntledly, grumbling as he walked outside.

The Fourth Prince hadn’t even reached the entrance yet when he saw the Prime Minister directing the servants, endlessly moving things inside.

"Grandfather, what are you doing?"

The Fourth Prince was dumbfounded by the Prime Minister’s actions—why was grandfather moving so many things in?

The Prime Minister, as if it was only natural, replied, "I’m moving things in!"

The Fourth Prince looked up at the servants moving items into the mansion and jokingly said, "I know you’re moving things, but why so much, grandfather? It’s like you’re moving house."

Servants busily shuttled back and forth, carting in the belongings, overwhelmed and flustered.

The Prime Minister said, "Xuanxuan, you’re so clever. Grandfather is indeed moving house here. For the time being, I’ll live with you."

At midday, he had rushed back to the Prime Minister’s residence from the Imperial Palace, only to find a scene of ruins, leaving him stunned. When the servants described it at the palace, he had still harbored a bit of false hope, thinking that no matter how much destruction Long Rui caused to such a grand and opulent residence, it would be like a drop in the ocean, leaving the core unharmed.

But who would have thought that damned Long Rui had even ripped off the roof. Now, the Prime Minister’s residence was uninhabitable; it would have to be rebuilt. Rebuilding a residence would cost so much silver! The Prime Minister seethed with anger and heartache.

He cursed Long Rui a thousand times over his heart—this damned War Prince, in front of so many commoners, showed him no decency at all, going so far as to smash the residence of the reigning Prime Minister in such a manner. It was truly infuriating.

The steward quickly comforted him, "Prime Minister, if the residence is torn down, so be it. We can rebuild it."

"What are you saying? This is all about silver."

"Silver can be earned back, but once face is lost, it’s impossible to regain."

"You worthless servant, what do you mean?"

"Prime Minister, think about it. This morning, the War Prince couldn’t find you in person and took it out on your residence. If you had been there, he might have had you strung up and beaten. That wouldn’t have looked good for you either."

The Prime Minister pondered and found it to be true. That damned Long Rui was bold and reckless, never considering the consequences. He might really have had the servants string him up and beat him. Where would he show his face then?

Oh well, if it’s torn down, it’s torn down! At most, rebuild it once more.

But now that the residence had been destroyed by Long Rui, where to live became a problem too.

After much thought, the Prime Minister finally thought of the Fourth Prince. So he had the steward pack up the valuables from the residence, hired carts, and loaded over a dozen carts full of gold and silver jewelry.

Thus, the Prime Minister climbed into one of the carts, and a procession grandly made its way to the Fourth Prince’s mansion...