The peasant girl has a private space, and her husband is handsome.

After leaving the plum garden, Feng Yuanxi said to his mother and sister, "Mother, sister, I'm going to Dali Temple to visit Father. Do you want to come with me?"

The Prime Minister's wife shook her head; she didn't want to go at all and didn't want to hear Prime Minister Feng's chauvinistic words again.

Since leaving the Prime Minister's residence and working under Miss Su, the Prime Minister's wife has finally felt like she's living a decent life.

Miss Su taught her confidence and self-respect.

The Prime Minister's wife turned around and looked at the glass lanterns hanging at the entrance of the Plum Garden, finding them extremely beautiful.

Since she left the Prime Minister's residence, her life has been as magnificent as this colorful glass lantern.

The Prime Minister's wife had only one hobby in her life: making pastries.

But everyone had said that kitchen work was for lowly people, except for Miss Su who praised her for her talent.

The small cakes used for Miss Su's coming-of-age ceremony today were all made by the Prime Minister's wife, so she received many compliments today.

The guests all said that the small cakes she made were very beautiful, and they all praised her for her skill.

So she didn't want to continue being a man's appendage; she wanted to live her own wonderful life.

Prime Minister Feng often said that women cannot live without men.

Therefore, the Prime Minister's wife decided that if Prime Minister Feng did not change his attitude towards her and continued to treat her as an appendage of a man, she would file for divorce.

Her ultimate goal is to become the pastry master that Miss Su mentioned.

"Yuanxi, it's too late. Xiaoshuang and I won't go over there. It's better for your father to reflect on his actions in prison alone, so that he won't cause any serious trouble in the future."

Feng Xiaoshuang also realized one thing: her biological father could no longer continue down the path of self-destruction.

"Father is too confident, always thinking he has the ability to fight against Miss Su. Today, Miss Su dislocated Murong Yan's arm without hesitation, so it would be easy for Miss Su to deal with Father. The reason she didn't kill him is definitely because of Mother and Brother. Brother, you must explain the situation to Father and make him stop being so foolish."

Feng Yuanxi nodded, "I understand, I'll tell Dad."

It was already very late, and Feng Yuanxi, worried about his father, took his servant Shunzi to the Dali Temple to visit Prime Minister Feng.

Prime Minister Feng squatted in the corner of the prison cell, sighing repeatedly.

He was shrewd his whole life, but he never expected to be defeated by his most beloved youngest son.

The cell was dimly lit, with only a dim oil lamp burning where the jailer sat.

Prime Minister Feng was very hungry. In his cell, there was a bowl of vegetables and two steamed buns that the jailer had brought for dinner.

The dogs in the Prime Minister's mansion eat better than this, but I'm too hungry right now, so I can only eat a little something to tide me over.

Prime Minister Feng picked up the steamed bun and found that it was moldy, and the vegetables also smelled sour.

"Is this food fit for human consumption? Quickly remove this rotten dish and replace it with good wine and food."

The jailer rolled his eyes. "You should be grateful to have anything to eat, yet you still have the nerve to complain. You deserve this fate for going against Miss Su."

The jailer spoke of Miss Su with a face full of gratitude.

"My wife was poisoned by snake venom, and we couldn't find an antidote anywhere in the capital. It was Miss Su who provided the medicine for free and saved her. Miss Su is such a kind person, why are you targeting her?"

Prime Minister Feng was furious. Miss Su really knew how to win people's hearts. His wife, daughter, and youngest son were all on Miss Su's side.

Moreover, even the jailers of the Dali Temple were bribed.

What is a young girl trying to do by winning over so many people? Her motives must be impure!

Therefore, Miss Su should not be allowed to live. If Miss Su had lived a few more years, the entire population of Daqi would have been won over by her.

At that point, the country might even change hands.

Feng Yuanxi arrived at that very moment.

"father--"

When Prime Minister Feng saw Feng Yuanxi, he was furious. He immediately picked up some dry straw from the ground and threw it at his youngest son through the prison door.

"You son of a bitch, you dare to come here again? I'll beat you to death, you unfilial wretch!"

Feng Yuanxi chuckled foolishly: "Dad, a turtle's father is a turtle. If I were a turtle son, wouldn't you be a turtle bastard too?"

Prime Minister Feng was speechless.

It was very hot, and there was no ice in the cell, so it was especially stuffy.

Prime Minister Feng was so angry that his face turned red and his breathing became rapid. As the prime minister of a great nation, he had never suffered such torment before, as he had always eaten and used the best food.

"You only have eyes for Miss Su, yet you dare to send your own father to jail. You unfilial son."

"Father, my filial piety towards you and my admiration for Miss Su are not contradictory."

Feng Yuanxi noticed that his father's complexion was not good and was afraid that his father might die in the prison cell.

It just so happens that Miss Su gave him two peaches today.

Feng Yuanxi did a lot of mental preparation before reluctantly handing one of the peaches to Prime Minister Feng.

"Dad, here, have this."

But the peach was too big to fit inside.

So Feng Yuanxi ate more than half of the peach before he could barely stuff it in.

Prime Minister Feng hadn't eaten dinner and was indeed hungry, and he was also feeling unbearably hot, so much so that he felt like he was about to faint.

He took half a peach and swallowed it whole, finishing it in two bites.

My goodness, no wonder Miss Su's peaches can sell for ten thousand taels of silver, they are truly delicious.

Moreover, I felt much more energetic after eating it.

"Yuanxi, give the remaining peach to your father, and he will forgive you."

"Father, you are the one who did wrong, and you are the one who needs to be forgiven."

Prime Minister Feng stared at the other peach in Feng Yuanxi's hand, drool dripping all over the ground.

"Then how about Father sincerely admits his mistake? There's a lot of evidence of embezzlement in the secret compartment of my study. Take it and hand it over to the authorities. Father has come to his senses and will be lenient if he confesses."

But in fact, this was a move by Prime Minister Feng. His evidence of corruption involved almost all high-ranking officials. If His Majesty wanted to investigate him, he would have to investigate those people as well.

At that time, there will be a major upheaval in the officialdom and chaos in the court. Therefore, Prime Minister Feng is betting that Emperor Qi Jing will not dare to punish him and will have no choice but to release him.

He must go out and continue to suppress Miss Su's power, otherwise the country might fall into Su's hands.

Feng Yuanxi didn't delay; he went home that very night to retrieve the evidence of embezzlement and delivered it to the Dali Temple.

When Lord Song, the Minister of the Court of Judicial Review, saw the foot-thick document, his brows furrowed deeply.

I'm so angry I could scream! His youngest daughter has a high fever today, how could he have time to look at these materials!

However, Prime Minister Feng's matter was of great importance, and the emperor ordered him to take full responsibility.

Lord Song had no choice but to grit his teeth and stay up all night, but he only managed to read less than half of the materials in one night.

Although he had only read less than half of the materials, Lord Song was already extremely shocked.

The evidence sent by Prime Minister Feng's youngest son pointed to most of the officials in the capital, implicating almost everyone, including him, the Minister of the Court of Judicial Review.

If the emperor were to investigate, the officialdom of the Great Qi would be thrown into turmoil, and the entire bureaucracy would be paralyzed.

Arresting all the officials at once would cause panic; this matter is of utmost importance and can only be decided by the emperor.

Lord Song extracted the part involving himself, lit it over an oil lamp, and it quickly burned to ashes.