Shipin Dalizheng

"My family is in misfortune. I'm sorry to have embarrassed you all. My Lord, even though my father is shameless and cruel, and killed his wife and children, he is still my father. Can you please show some mercy and not put him in jail?"

Nangong Jing: “…”

"Sir Song, my father's greatest wish is to sever ties with the Jian'an Marquis's Mansion and regain his freedom. Now that he's in this state, let's fulfill his wish!"

Mr. Song: “…”

"Uh... Is this the steward of the Xie Mansion? With what's happened to the Jin family, Young Master Xie's concubine must be deeply worried. Go back and tell her that even though her father and mother are divorced, he's still my father. I'll take care of everything, from raising him to burying him. I won't let her worry about anything. Of course, if she's willing to help with the housekeeping, that's her daughter's duty, and I won't stop her."

Although the Xie family steward didn't know the whole story, he saw Jin Shizhao beating Jin Yaoyang when he arrived. Combined with the blood test, he was even more convinced that Jin Shizhao had brought this upon himself, and no one else was to blame. If word of this got back to the Xie residence, the masters would probably find it unlucky.

"Prince Rong, this is all the business of the Jin family. She is a concubine's family, not our relatives in the Taifu Mansion. The head of the family heard that Master Jin had sold the concubines and illegitimate children, so he sent me to inquire about the situation. Now that the facts are clear, I will return to report."

Rong Tang shouted from behind, "Let your concubine Jin come and serve her father and her grandmother!"

Manager Xie ran even faster.

"Master Song..."

"I'll go build it right away."

Rong Tang was very pleased.

The doctor in the inner room wrote the prescription, and Rong Tang and Rong Wanli said, "Go get the medicine, pick the expensive ones."

Then he looked at Nangong Jing again, with a helpless look on his face, "Let's go, Lord Prefect."

"If it's inconvenient for you..."

"It's convenient. Having such an unfilial father is my fate. I still have to run around to clean up his mess."

Nangong Jing: “…”

When they arrived at Yuxiao Tower, more than an hour had passed. If the Liang family's steward had not been accompanied by the Jingzhao Prefecture's legal advisor, he would have left long ago.

When the two parties met and sat down, Rong Tang heard a familiar sound of water. In a corner of the box, a servant was waving a fan. No wonder there was a cool breeze.

Steward Liang was very proud, as if introducing the city's high technology to a country bumpkin, "Prince Rong, this is a new good thing from the capital, called a fan, it costs one hundred taels of silver, but our master brought it back from Prince Rui's palace. It's the only one, and I'm using it specially to entertain you."

Rong Tang smiled wryly, "Thank you very much. Thank you, Manager. Let's get straight to the point without further ado. What does the Liang family have to say about my twenty shops?"

Manager Liang put on an awkward expression, "Prince Rong, this is really not my fault. Yang said she got the old lady's order to sell the shop to save Master Jin... Master Jin, I thought, after all, Master Jin is Prince Rong's biological father, and he has also been our landlord for many years. I can't just stand by and watch him die, right? We'll pay the money first, and sign the deed. Prince Rong will come to my family and give us an explanation, right?"

"Steward Liang, please tell me what you want to say."

Manager Liang was very humble. "My family has no other intentions. We are just trying to help. So, how about this, Prince Rong pays the money and buys back the white deed? We can just pretend this never happened. Is that okay?"

He could also say to Nangong Jing, "Sir, our Liang family has good intentions, we won't lose everything, will we?"

Nangong Jing also looked at Rong Tang, and the meaning in his eyes was already quite obvious.

The shop was sold secretly by Yang, but it was also used to make money from Jin Shizhao, so it is not an exaggeration to say that it was sold by Jin Shizhao.

His father sold his shop, even without legal documents, so what could he do? Could he sue his father and have him thrown in jail?

Obviously not.

Let's get the money from the Jin family. The Jin family is now an empty shell, and no one knows who took away the gate. There is definitely no money.

After much consideration, I had no choice but to accept this path.

"Alright, I admit it. I'll have my steward send over 20,000 taels of silver tomorrow."

Manager Liang laughed heartily. "Prince Rong, you can't be kidding, can you? Twenty shops, the market value is 70,000 to 80,000 taels, and you only give 20,000 taels?"

Rong Tang suppressed his anger and said, "It's clearly written on the indenture that the twenty shops are sold to your Liang family for a total of twenty thousand taels. Is Manager Liang trying to raise the price?"

Manager Liang said arrogantly, "Prince Rong, I'm a businessman, and everything I do is to make money. I took a lot of risks when I bought these shops, and now I can't even get the red deeds. As the saying goes, high risk, high reward. I lent a hand to Master Jin in his most difficult time, and of course I want to reap both the principal and the profit when the time is right."

Rong Tang laughed angrily, "So, you plan to sell my shop back to me for 80,000 taels of silver!"

Manager Liang said, "As a friendly price, seventy thousand taels is fine."

With a "pop", Rong Tang opened his gold-sprinkled folding fan, leaned back, put his feet on the table, and looked at Manager Liang with cold eyes.

In Prince Rui's mansion, Nangong Rui was fanning himself and talking to his staff.

"If Rong Tang comes to me to plead his case, I will reluctantly mediate for him and ask him to pay thirty or forty thousand taels. This way, my uncle will also make some money, and I can also use the opportunity to win him over. Why not?"

The staff also highly praised this plan, "Indeed, as long as Prince Rong enters the gate of Prince Rui's mansion, the outside world will automatically regard him as a member of the prince's team."

Nangong Rui smiled happily, "Even if Jin Shizhao falls, his son is still my man. He is more legitimate than Jin Yaoyang. Who knows if the Rong family army will fall back into his hands in the future?"

The staff praised him, "Your Majesty is wise."

The master and the servant smiled brightly, but they didn't know...

Since Rongtang's expression changed and he kept silent, Manager Liang felt a strange smell filling the box, which seemed fishy and cold.

Soon he discovered something was wrong. It was Rong Shizi's folding fan, a fan sprinkled with gold. There were large and small clumps of red on the plain surface, and the red dots had turned black. The fishy smell was coming from there.

That's... blood...

Who vomited blood and it sprayed on the fan? But Prince Rong did not change to a new fan and still carried it with him and waved it.

Not only did he fan himself, he also began to twirl Buddhist beads. His cold and indifferent look made Manager Liang feel a chill in his heart.

However, he was still fearless and encouraged himself, saying, "Prince Rong, no bargaining."

Rong Tang didn't want to continue the conversation. He finally stared at Manager Liang and said, "This prince no longer wants this shop. But you should also remember that the Liang family has offended this prince. If you offend me in the future, please think about today."

He stood up and left without giving Manager Liang a chance to continue speaking.

Manager Liang shouted, "Your Excellency, Master, you see, it's not that I don't want to return the shop, it's that Prince Rong is not sincere."

Nangong Jing didn't say anything, and he and his master walked out silently. Before leaving, he looked back at Manager Liang meaningfully.

"What do you mean? You're pretending to be profound."

Manager Liang's heart was pounding, and he couldn't get the bloody folding fan out of his mind. Who was vomiting blood?

By the evening he heard that something big had happened in the Jin family during the day. Mr. Jin discovered that the eldest son he had raised for many years was not his biological son, so he beat him to death with his own hands. He was then so angry that he vomited blood, almost on Master Rong's face.

It didn't spray and was blocked by a fan.

So, that was Jin Shizhao's blood.

When Manager Liang confirmed this, his heart was chilled.