Shipin Dalizheng

Rong Tang knew that the taste of sweet wine was not suitable for men's taste buds, so he asked Chuncao to seal the jar and put it aside. He then asked the five young masters, "How does my wine taste?"

Rong Zhan said at the right moment: "It's our homemade brew. It just came out and hasn't been put on the market yet."

This is the sorghum wine that Rong Dazhu and his friends brewed using the recipe given by Rong Tang. The first pot was kept for secondary processing, and this is the second pot. As soon as it came out, they sealed a jar and sent it to Rong Tang to see.

If he hadn't said it, several people wouldn't have paid attention to it. But once he said it, they all took notice. What's more, although the taste was not as mellow as the wine they usually drank, the appearance of this wine was excellent and quite enjoyable.

Xiao Zhenyue said: "Not bad! How much is a jar of this wine?"

"It hasn't been priced yet, everyone, enjoy it first. It feels good. If there are any idle shops in your family who would like to cooperate, please send a manager to Rongjia Village to talk to Rong Dazhu. Don't laugh at me, everyone, there is no other way. There are so many people in the family, young and old, who need to eat, and they all depend on this."

Several people snorted. They certainly wouldn't feel anything when told this. They were all playboys. You said supporting a family and shouldering the responsibilities? That was too far-fetched.

Rong Tang also knew that they couldn't understand, so he walked back to his cell, and Rong Zhan followed him in.

"The shop in town is coming back?"

"I'm coming back. Yang Lianye's wife made a scene, got slapped a few times, and then left in disgrace. She didn't make any more noise afterwards. Rong Dazhu had the liquor store cleaned and redesigned. This morning, they put up the Rong Jinji sign, and now they have about ten varieties on display."

"Who's the shopkeeper?"

"Rong Dazhu and Rong An are also worried. There aren't enough people in the village who can read and do accounting. They said if they can't find a job, they can hire one."

This is also a dilemma that makes Rong Tang scratch his head. As the business expands in the future, more people will be needed. Does that mean that the villagers of Rongjia Village can only do the heaviest physical work, and the managers have to be hired from outside?

"Let our own people hold on for a while? Do you think Rong Shen can handle it?"

Rong Zhan was so happy that his teeth were exposed. "He definitely can't do it."

They were the four great guards, and now they were almost the four great stewards. Rong Shen could indeed read, but it was hard to imagine him laying down his sword, donning a long gown, and sitting in a wine shop as the shopkeeper.

"Let him take over for a while and let Tongqian help him. He has no problem looking after the shop, and Tongqian is smart, but it's a pity that he can't read."

"Master, these are just two small shops in town. How are we supposed to manage the ones in the county and the capital? Even if all four of us were to be shopkeepers, it wouldn't be enough!"

So hiring someone was imminent. Rong Tang hissed, "You're just unwilling. It doesn't really matter who becomes the shopkeeper. What matters is that the villagers must grow."

Rong Zhan said, "Master and Rong An have the same idea. He said he wants to build a school for the children in the village. In the past few days, if you haven't rested in the village, you wouldn't know that he has already accepted more than a dozen students, big and small, who learn to read with him for an hour in the evening. You know what, it really looks like the school. It's just that we haven't found a suitable house for the school at the moment, so it's currently in the courtyard of the village chief's house. Fortunately, it gets dark late in the summer, so we can still fool around for a few months."

"School, school..."

Rong Tang kept repeating, yes, this is it, this is the foundation of developing a village.

"When you go back, tell Rong An that after the winery is built, we will build the school. I will pay for it. It doesn't have to be fancy, just spacious and bright. Ten or twenty taels of silver will be enough. I will hire a teacher as soon as it's finished, and the monthly salary will come from the winery's profits."

Rong Zhan's expression was complicated and indescribable. "Master, are you worrying too much? You're still in prison?"

"What's that? I think this place is pretty good. Once these young masters leave, I'll be alone. It'll be quiet and comfortable. Maybe my aunt will send Minister Jin over to keep me company. Then I'll continue to piss him off until he dies of anger."

I was so angry that I died. It can’t be considered as patricide!

After saying this, he winked again, "Letter. Send the letter."

Rong Zhan understood tacitly and nodded. Rong Tang also took out the book he had written in the morning from his arms and handed it to him.

Rong Zhan took her into his arms and stood up, saying, "Master, please take a rest. I'll be right back after I run some errands."

Rong Tang pouted at Chuncao, "Take her out, she's a girl."

Chuncao refused, "I want to accompany the young master."

"What are you accompanying me for? You won't get married in the future!"

Rong Zhan looked at his master deeply. His master had forgotten that he was also a girl.

Chuncao was dragged away by Rong Zhan. Xiao Zhenyue teased him, "Hey, this is your concubine, right? She's quite annoying."

"Don't let your imagination run wild. No, she's older than me. She's my sister."

Xiao Zhenyue chuckled, "Gu Zhongxun also has a concubine who is three years older than him. They're getting married soon, and his concubine has been sent to a farm outside the city. She's really sad!"

Gu Zhongxun's face darkened, "Believe it or not, I will beat you up."

This is the case for children from large families. When they are young, their families arrange for one or two maids to be concubines. They are sent out of the house before marrying a wife. In the future, if the mistress agrees and the maids are obedient, they may be taken back to be concubines. I feel a little reluctant to let go, really. The sadness is absolutely exaggerated.

As time passed, no one came to bail out the young masters, Rong Tang was not brought in for trial, and of course, Jin Shizhao was not brought in to keep them company.

Rong Tang called out to the jailer, "Uncle, please help me check what's going on. When will the prefect start the trial? If he doesn't, can you let me go? He's still busy. Thousands of mouths depend on me for food."

The jailer was flattered to be called uncle. "Prince Rong, you are too kind to me. I don't know when the trial will be held, and I dare not ask. Anyway, it will be held when it's time. As for releasing him, it's impossible. Unless Minister Jin comes to withdraw the lawsuit in person, Prince Rong will have to stay for a few days. If you need anything, I can go there and ask the palace to send it, such as clothes and bedding."

"I'll go, maybe I can stay longer?"

The jailer looked at him with sympathy. No one accused of disobedience ever walked away unscathed. Prince Rong hadn't been beaten yet, thanks entirely to the Seventh Princess's "exemption card." But if he didn't give the prefect a beating in court, he'd lose face, and that was a headache for the adults.

"Where's my father? My great aunt accused him of being disobedient and unfilial, but why hasn't the prefect gone to arrest him?"

The jailer smiled bitterly. "Isn't that what the prefect is worried about?" If Minister Jin was arrested for being unfilial, his official career would be over. After all, he was only a third-rank official. Although his master was a white-faced iron king, he was not a white-faced iron fool. He still needed instructions from above.

"Prince Rong, please rest assured. The cell has been cleaned today and there are no rats or cockroaches."

Rong Tang turned around to look at the other five young masters, and they also had strange expressions on their faces.

Did their father also want them to spend a few nights in jail?

Nangong Jing couldn't wait for the letter from Concubine Rong in the palace, so he could only delay it and brought Yang Lianye to the court first.

Yang Lianye's crime was clear and obvious. If it were someone else, he would have been beaten with a stick, imprisoned, or exiled long ago. However, because Jin Shizhao had been protecting him, he had never been dealt with. Taking advantage of the fact that Jin Shizhao was blocked in his house by several old men and women and refused to show up, he was sentenced as soon as possible.

After being beaten with fifty boards, Yang Lianye knew that this time, no one, whether his mother or his brother-in-law, could come to save him.

He cried and cursed, cursing Rong Tang for being cold-blooded and disregarding the affection of his relatives, and cursing Jin Shizhao for not caring about their lives. He kept cursing until he fainted from the pain.

In the end, he was fined 1,000 taels, and had to pay Rong Tang 2,000 taels in compensation, and was exiled to the northwest to farm. Nangong Jing sent a yamen runner with the verdict to Yang Lianye's home in Chengxi Town to ask his wife for the money and, by the way, to ask if the family was willing to go with him.