Shipin Dalizheng

Rong Tang said, "Oh!" "How far do we have to go to reach the level of righteousness and righteousness? Is there a standard?"

Lord Song was stunned. "There's no standard for this kind of thing."

Rong Tang said, "In that case, let me ask Master Song, if Jin... well, my father, or my mother on the other hand, had an affair and had children before marriage, and then took in several male concubines and raised them at home, and also gave birth to several illegitimate children, how would you deal with it?"

Lord Song was so angry that his insides and outsides were charred. "Prince Rong, how can the world tolerate such a woman? The one who got even a little bit of one of them will be divorced."

"That's why I'm confused. My father married into the family, he made many mistakes, and he asked to be divorced. Why can't the marriage be sealed? My mother is already dead. Does Lord Song think it's still meaningful to maintain this marriage? Do you want my mother to rest in peace in the underworld?"

Lord Song was very embarrassed, "But this is also against etiquette."

"Sir Song, etiquette and law are nothing more than human feelings. My father has gone mad now, killing his wife and hunting down his own children. If he continues to be involved with the Jian'an Marquis's Mansion, who knows what he will do in the future to bring trouble to the Marquis' Mansion. Sir Song, can you bear to leave an orphan like me, the elderly and the weak, without a place to stay?"

Lord Song's expression became even more awkward. He kept looking towards Nangong Jing, but Nangong Jing lowered his head to drink tea and didn't even look at him.

When Rong Tang turned to him again, he stuffed a silver note into his hand, which startled Lord Song.

Prince Rong was too aggressive, daring to bribe him in front of the prefect. Lord Song subconsciously turned his head to look at Nangong Jing, and found that he had just turned away and didn't pay any attention to Rong Tang's behavior.

Lord Song's heart was pounding as he received the banknote.

"In principle, I still have to ask Master Jin for his opinion. If he disagrees..."

"Rong Wanli, take Lord Song to the next door and ask my father if he signed this letter of marital separation personally."

Rong Wanli made a gesture of invitation, and Lord Song stood up awkwardly and followed him, feeling quite embarrassed.

Nangong Jing suddenly seemed to come back to his senses. He looked at him and said, "Prince Rong, could I mediate between you and the Liang family?"

That must be possible!

But Rong Tang still wanted to know who was against him and who had issued the red deed to buy the shop to the Liang family in violation of the rules.

Nangong Jing seemed to have guessed his thoughts and said, "Don't overthink it. No official in Jingzhao Prefecture would dare to do that. The sale of those twenty shops is currently just a privately signed deed, with no official transfer of ownership. But don't think that the shops are still yours just because the ownership hasn't been transferred. The Liang family took out real money, and there's no explanation for this matter. It's going to be difficult to get the shops back easily."

Rong Tang finally understood that the Liang family bought the shop but didn't go to stamp the contract, just waiting for him to come and talk. He would either pay compensation to the Liang family or accept it and give the original deed to the Liang family.

"The master has already gone to the Liang family to inform them. It is said that the head of the Liang family was very surprised. Upon asking, we found out that it was the head steward who made the decision to buy it on his own, and the head of the family was unaware of it."

Rong Tang almost laughed out loud. Someone had to believe this.

"Don't laugh. Since the Liang family has sent a steward to take charge, it means they don't intend to block the road. Now, the master has arranged for the Liang family steward to wait at Yuxiao Tower. Come with me and explain everything clearly."

Rong Tang had no choice but to ask him to wait for a moment while he changed his clothes before going out.

A quarter of an hour later, Rong Tang appeared in front of Nangong Jing. Nangong Jing felt that Rong Tang was a little different. He was holding a folding fan in his hand, and his aura was a little indescribable and wild.

As soon as they set off, they saw Lord Song, who had just visited the Jin family next door, running towards them like a mad dog.

"Sir, it's bad, something happened."

Nangong Jing's expression changed, "What happened?"

Lord Song has always been very calm.

Lord Song panted, "I went to the Jin family... Jin Shizhao has gone mad, beating his son... his eldest son out of wedlock with a big stick. His newly-married step-wife was also crippled, and when she saw him about to beat their son to death, she woke up and fainted. Lord, please go and take a look!"

Nangong Jing didn't have time to think about it, and quickened his pace to rush towards the Jin family. He entered the main courtyard at the same time as a housekeeper from the Xie family.

When they arrived, it was too late. Jin Yaoyang was no longer breathing, and Yang was scared out of her wits. The murderer Jin Shizhao looked like a madman, with a dazed look in his eyes, and laughed wildly towards the sky.

Nangong Jing said in a deep voice: "Who knows what's going on? Come and tell me quickly."

A servant emerged from the guardhouse, glanced left, and lowered his head to say, "The master previously suspected that the eldest young master wasn't his biological son. Today, he remembered to do a blood test, and the results confirmed it wasn't. When the prince left, he advised him that Concubine Yang had gone through a lot of hardship giving birth to the child, so there was no need to worry about whether it was his biological son or not. After all, she had raised him for so many years, so it would be good to keep him for the rest of her life. Who knew that the master just couldn't figure it out, and went crazy beating the eldest young master. When Lord Song died, we were trying to stop him, but we couldn't, so..."

Nangong Jing looked at Lord Song, who wiped his sweat and nodded. He didn't know this before, but when he came, several servants did try to stop him (they were almost beaten to death at that time).

Rong Tang's face was filled with grief. "Why is my father so stubborn? What does it matter if we're biologically related? Isn't filial piety enough? Besides, it's hard to say whether this blood test is accurate. Sometimes the blood of a father and son doesn't mix."

When the frantic Jin Shizhao heard this, he suddenly shuddered, his red eyes widening, "What did you say?"

Rong Tang said, "I said that blood tests aren't necessarily accurate. Even if I told you, you wouldn't understand. Rong Zhan, bring me a bowl of water."

Rong Zhan quickly brought a new bowl of water, and Rong Tang demonstrated to him while talking. He pierced his own fingertip and dripped the water in, and then pierced Jin Shizhao's fingertip and dripped the water in.

"Dad, look carefully. The blood of father and son doesn't necessarily mix. Jin Yaoyang's can't mix, and mine can't mix either. It's impossible that neither he nor I are your biological sons... Hey... What's going on?"

Everyone looked into the bowl and saw that the two drops of blood had merged into one large ball.

The servants spread the word among themselves, "The Crown Prince is undoubtedly his biological son. Just say it. Madam Rong is such a noble person, there's no doubt about that. Yang is so fickle, it's not surprising that she gave birth to a bastard. It's just that the Master was too foolish. He doted on the eldest young master for so many years and treated the Crown Prince like an enemy. Now that the truth is revealed, I wonder if the Master will regret it."

The servants looked at Jin Shizhao's face again. His face was distorted and he really looked like he was very regretful.

Rong Tang stepped forward to support him, "Dad, take it easy..."

"puff……"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, Rong Tang opened his fan to block it, and the plain fan surface was instantly covered with red flowers.

"father……"

Jin Shizhao fell to the ground with a thud, his whole body twisted and trembling, and his mouth was visibly tilted to a strange angle.

"Someone come quickly, call the Taifu, my father is dying..."

……

Half an hour later, the doctor who was invited in said confidently, "It's a stroke. Judging from the situation, it must be a sudden hemorrhage. I'll prescribe a prescription and you have to take it continuously. But Master Rong, let me be frank. This disease cannot be cured even if you leave it to sleep. Even if you change the imperial physician, the treatment will be the same. He may not die now, but he may die at any time. If he passes away, you are not allowed to blame our clinic!"

Rong Tang said sincerely, "How could that be? Do I seem like such an unreasonable person? Doctor, just write a prescription and pick the expensive one."

The doctor was writing a prescription inside. Rong Tang went to the outer room and looked around, feeling even more sad.