Shipin Dalizheng

"Shouldn't fight? So you agree that the Sima family and Lord Tang should break off their relationship?"

Just then, Minister Wei whipped the Second Young Master Tang with a whip, and the pain made him almost faint. "I agree, I agree."

Li Dequan walked up to Master Wei again. Before he could ask, Master Wei burst into tears and howled, "Lord Tang, killing your own son is unjust and unjust. You deserve it, you deserve it!"

Tang Xunze, perhaps out of anger or something, exerted even more force, causing Young Master Wei to howl in agony like a slaughtered pig. Li Dequan took two steps back, praising him. "Look, he's even answering questions now! It seems Master Tang's teaching methods are quite effective. You two masters, continue teaching while I report back to His Majesty on the results."

Minister Wei finally lost his patience. It was all the Tang family's fault. What did it have to do with him? This Tang guy was just vicious. I had always spoken for him. He beat my son without any mercy.

"Eunuch Li, please inform Your Majesty that I know I was wrong. Tang Xunze is a cruel man, and the Sima family deserves to be slain. Your Majesty, Your Majesty, I know I was wrong. Please spare my son... Tang Xunze, you beast, I have already stopped, but you still hit my son. I will fight you to the death."

Minister Wei ignored the situation and whipped Tang Xunze. Tang Xunze, a fifth-rank official, did not dare to fight back and ran around holding his head.

After a while, Li Dequan came out and said, "Your Majesty is very pleased to hear that both of your sons have become smarter. Minister Wei, please take the sons back first. Your Majesty is thinking of any other children who are not as smart as you and would like to bring them here to learn from Lord Tang."

After hearing this, Minister Wei didn't dare to say a word. He grabbed his son and ran away. Tang Xunze was dumbfounded. Did he want to exchange his son with another family? If another family's son had been beaten once, how many would his son have to endure?

"Your Majesty, I am at fault. I have done something wrong. Children should not be beaten. Beating them will not make them smarter. Please have mercy on me, Your Majesty. Please have mercy on me!"

His heart went cold. He felt that if he didn't say something, the emperor would watch him beat his son to death. He hardened his heart and said in despair, "Your Majesty, I... agree with you!"

However, he himself knew that once he signed the divorce agreement, he would be one of only two men divorced by a woman since the founding of Dai Viet. This was not only a shame for him, but also a shame for all men.

The shame is not the main thing. The main thing is that the man who was forsaken has a huge stain on his body. The censors have reason to impeach and reprimand him. Just looking at what happened to Jin Shizhao, the last man who was forsaken, he felt very disappointed.

Li Dequan glanced at him indifferently for a long time, snorted, and went in to report.

"Your Majesty, Lord Tang has taken the initiative to request a righteous separation."

Emperor Xuan Ning waved his hand and said, "Let him go."

Tang Xunze walked down the long street in a daze, his mind dazed. He didn't notice a military horse galloping down the south side of the street. The postman shouted as he ran, "Eight hundred miles, rush! Anyone who blocks the road will be killed."

The pedestrians on the street were all avoiding him, and he didn't hear them for a moment. He was whipped on the head and staggered to the corner of the street with a scream. Suddenly, a strong arm stopped him and made him stand firmly.

Just as he was about to say thank you, what caught his eye was the most distinctive and handsome young man in the entire Shangjing, his eldest son Tang Fuyun, who had perfectly inherited the Hu people's blood.

At this time, Tang Fuyun was already an eighth-rank official, which was just a small position. However, Tang Xunze knew that even officials of the third rank and above in the court were polite to him when they met him.

Tang Fuyun's height, figure and facial features are all top-notch, and he has developed a bit of serious official authority. Walking on the street, he is a bright spot in the capital. The moment he supported Tang Xunze, he also felt infinite security. This is his son!

He could have relied on his son for life to carry forward the Tang family's glory.

"Fuyun..."

Tang Xunze's voice was hoarse. He wanted to touch Tang Fuyun's face, but Tang Fuyun suddenly hugged his head, squatted on the ground, and acted as if he was allowing himself to be beaten and scolded.

"Fuyun..."

Tang Xunze's voice was stuck in his throat. Following Tang Fuyun were several officers and soldiers from the Ministry of Works, who exclaimed, "Little Master Tang."

They lifted Tang Fuyun up, looked at Tang Xunze warily, and protected him as they walked quickly towards the south. There was also a cart behind them, which looked like they were delivering something to someone's house.

The second young master Tang muttered, "Big brother is so rude that he doesn't even call me dad. Dad..."

Tang Xunze felt dizzy and fell to the ground.

The camera cuts to a street corner not far from them. Two Hu merchants are holding a yellowed portrait and asking everyone they meet, "Have you seen this girl?"

The picture shows a blonde woman with curly hair, a high nose bridge and blue eyes. Everyone who sees the painting shakes their head.

But some people still have an impression of curly hair, "Curly hair! It seems there is such a person in Shangjing."

Hu Shang was surprised, "Where does she live?"

Another person slapped the talkative one, "Have you seen it before? Why are you talking nonsense?"

The man shook his head. "I've heard of him, but I've never seen him in person. They say he doesn't go out often. Have you forgotten why Madam Tang severed her ties with Lord Tang?"

"Huh? Miss Tang?"

Hu Shang asked in surprise, "This Miss Tang, how old is she?"

"Just came of age, right? Fifteen?"

Hu Shang shook his head in disappointment, "The person we're looking for is at least sixty years old!"

Another also said: "Even if she has a child, she must be forty years old. This girl is too young."

He continued to ask questions while holding the portrait. Just as he was about to ask Tang Xunze, two yamen runners came over.

"You, that's you, Hu Shang, right? Your area of ​​activity is the North City. This is not where you should be."

The two Hu merchants nodded in agreement, rolled up the portrait, lowered their heads and walked north.

The yamen runner looked at Tang Xunze, "Master Tang?"

Tang Xunze came to his senses and stood up with all his strength. "Are you two from the Jingzhao government? It's just right. I want to go see the prefect as well."

The two men said, "Well, we were also sent by the prefect to look for Lord Tang."

Tang Xunze hung his head, feeling a lump in his throat. What was he looking for? It was obvious that this was to force him to sign a divorce agreement.

He, Tang Xunze, finally ended up being deserted by everyone.

"I'd like to let Lord Tang know that the Sima family has withdrawn their petition for severance and is now dividing their property and living separately. Now the prefect has asked you to go over and divide the property with Madam Tang."

Tang Xunze suddenly looked up.

The second young master Tang was very unhappy. "What inheritance are you talking about? Sima's dowry was taken away long ago. Not a single needle or thread in the Tang family belongs to her."

"shut up."

Tang Xunze glared at his second son. The division of property was just a separation. In name, he and Sima were still husband and wife, and Tang Fuyun was still a descendant of the Tang family.

If he breaks off his marriage by righteousness, even if he can keep all his family property, he will be ruined in reputation and lose his promising son, then he will be truly finished.

The second young master of the Tang family was very unhappy. He felt that dividing the property and living separately was worse than a righteous separation. A righteous separation would give his mother a chance to become the legitimate wife, and he would be the legitimate son of the Tang family. Dividing the property and living separately would not only divide the family property, but Sima would always be the legal wife, his mother would always be a concubine, and he would always be a bastard who could not be seen in public.

At the Jian'an Earl's Mansion, Rong Tang was checking the Tang sword sent by Tang Fuyun.

He named this sword Tang Dao, saying that it was designed and forged by Tang Fuyun. Of course, he provided a lot of technical guidance in the early stages.

Tang Fuyun said something shocking, "Is a war going to happen?"

Rong Tang's hand slipped and the Tang sword fell to the ground.

"What are you thinking about?"

"I'm not imagining things. I originally thought you had offended someone and needed weapons to protect yourself. But just now I saw an express delivery of 800 miles, coming from the south. It must be related to the Southern Dynasty."

Rong Tang had of course heard what the servants had said, so he remained calm and said, "Are you so sure that something happened in the south?"

"Except for the Southern Dynasty, there is no rebellion in the south. I am just injured, not without logical thinking."