Shipin Dalizheng

"I couldn't figure it out before. Do you remember the hundreds of thousands of taels of gold and silver you found in the abandoned yard?"

Rong Tang smiled bitterly. "It's ridiculous, but that was given by Fourth Master Feng. I went to see him before I left, and he thought I was his son... He knew his wife was pregnant with twins, but in the end, the son he dreamed of was gone, and he only brought back a daughter. He was unwilling to accept this. Although he didn't love his daughters, he left a huge fortune for his son, which was enough to make up for all the dowry that the Feng family had embezzled from Xie. On the one hand, the Feng family sucked the blood and flesh of Xie, and their eating habits were disgusting. On the other hand, Fourth Master Feng had already transferred the property that was rightfully Xie's. What does this mean?"

"It means we are not short of money."

"That's right. They're not short of money, yet they act like they'll do anything for it. Their fundamental purpose is to obscure the outside world's perception of their wealth, preventing others from guessing they're as wealthy as a nation. I also suspect that the person guarding this wealth for the Feng family is none other than Fourth Master Feng himself. Otherwise, how could he have the convenience to give his son some of it and hide it elsewhere?"

What a sentimental character, what a disheartened person who became a monk to practice Buddhism, Fourth Master Feng was just the miser of the Feng family.

Feng Qingqing lowered his eyes and thought, "I was also suspicious of the treasures found in the abandoned courtyard. I went to the Feng family many nights to eavesdrop and investigate secretly, but unfortunately, I never found the secret room that could hide such a large amount of gold and silver. I only found the small private vault of the second wife."

No matter how much Fourth Master Feng loves his son, he cannot hide everything from his son. His surname is Feng and he values ​​his clan more, so he will only leave more for the entire Feng family.

"Since it's hidden, it must be very secretive. I'm guessing that the Feng family has an underground vault. We have a lot of people now, so even if you send people to dig inch by inch in the Feng family, you'll eventually find it."

At this point, there was no longer any estrangement between the two, and they tacitly accepted each other as their own sisters. Therefore, they said no more and hurriedly buried the empty grave.

Feng asked gently, "What are you going to do in the future?"

Rong Tang chuckled, "Since this world is so fragile and dilapidated, it would be better to tear it all down and start over again."

Feng was slightly surprised, "You want to rebel?"

Rong Tang laughed out loud, but said in a somewhat crazy tone, "Not quite, but not far off either. To some people, it's almost like rebellion. To be honest, I want to be a thief."

"What are you going to steal?"

"Stealing the livelihood of the people of the world."

Rong Tang said slowly, "Daiyue has a vast territory and a sparse population. Even if everyone relied on the weather for food, the yield from the land would be enough to feed everyone. But some people are too greedy. With a small number of people, they seize most of the world's wealth and resources, leaving the hardworking people with nothing to eat. To gain control of more land, they raise food prices during famines, refusing to sell rice even if it rots in the warehouse. They treat the lives of millions of people like dust. Since they don't care about the lives of others, why should I care about theirs?"

Feng was slightly moved. "Although I don't know what you're going to do, if there's anything I can help you with, just tell me."

"There's one right now."

"What is it?"

Rong Tang spoke each word with emphasis, "Nangong He's life."

"You want to kill the emperor?"

Rong Tang lowered his eyes slightly. "He is not the emperor, he is a traitor. I didn't intend to kill him, but he is really disgusting. He... He used his power to lure the Feng family and offered Xie to him..."

Feng Qingqing opened her eyes wide. In her limited fifteen years of life, she had never heard of such a dirty thing. It turned out that there really were emperors in this world who coveted their ministers' wives, and there really were men who gave up their wives for power and wealth.

"If I kill him, I'll have avenged my mother's death. From now on, I'll be free from all worries, and no one will use ridiculous filial piety to constrain me."

Feng Qingqing could understand him, but she also had to pour cold water on him. "Half a month ago, Empress Sun gathered a group of ministers to force Nangong He to appoint the Second Prince as Crown Prince. Nangong He has been like a frightened bird recently and has rarely been seen. It is said that the government is being managed by Empress Sun and Marquis Yong'an."

Rong Tang heard from Butler Lu that the Marquis of Yong'an was the former Earl of Yong'an. After coming to power, he promoted himself and was given the two great honors of General Protector of the Nation and Regent. If it weren't for the fact that the Dai Viet law did not allow a king with a different surname, his future would have been much more than that.

"As soon as he came to power, he demoted the Hu family, the Marquis of Cheng'en. The Golden Tower that the Hu family had taken from the Feng family is now his. Because he had not seen the emperor for a long time, many people speculated that the emperor was under house arrest by him."

"My other idea is to get the Imperial Seal. Since the Marquis of Yong'an is in power, will the Imperial Seal be in his hands?"

Feng pondered lightly, "That's possible."

In an instant, the two exchanged glances and reached a tacit understanding.

Suddenly, someone outside shouted, "Who is it?"

The two men finished their conversation and headed towards the direction where the guards were gathered. They saw Zheng Jiu, dressed in the uniform of a third-rank official with a sword on his waist, walking towards them calmly.

In an instant, Rong Tang thought that the world was really getting tough, even Zheng Jiu went out with a weapon.

Zheng Jiu walked towards them, and Rong Zhan and the other four and Lao Wen followed closely behind, gradually forming a fan-shaped encirclement.

Old Wen looked Zheng Jiu up and down, frowning. This man looked like Zheng Changzhi. Could he be...

Zheng Jiu spoke first, "Annanbo, what are you doing here?"

Rong Tang had an illusion that Zheng Jiu didn't want to ask this question. What made him change the subject?

Turning to look at Feng Qingqing, she seemed to understand a little bit, what a bastard...

He felt the pleasure of playing a prank and deliberately provoked him, "Master Zheng, isn't it obvious? I'm here to meet the parents! Qingqing and I just reached an agreement. The person buried in the grave is her mother and my mother. Today we are holding a recognition ceremony here."

Zheng Jiu's heart tightened, and he looked at Feng Qingqing, "Is he serious?"

Feng Qingqing said dryly, "Really."

Zheng Jiu pointed at the grave and asked, "Why are you digging it up?"

"How can this be called digging a grave? Lord Zheng, I'm here to acknowledge my relatives, so of course I'm adding new soil to my mother's grave. From now on, Qingqing and I are a family."

Zheng Jiu unsheathed his sword with a slash and slashed at Rong Tang. Rong Tang had long been eager to engage him in a fight, so he spun around, unsheathed his Tang sword, and shouted, "Stay away! I want to see if Master Zheng's kung fu has improved."

The two men fought together, one with graceful movements, the other with simple and quick moves, using traditional ancient martial arts and random slashing and stabbing, and for a short time they were evenly matched.

Zheng Jiu was very familiar with this feeling. The first time he encountered a similar tactic in his life was when he fought a mysterious man at night in the observatory.

"It's you. You took Master Huici's inheritance."

Rong Tang took the time to reply, "So what if it's me? You can take it, but I can't? I'm afraid you don't know that the inheritance was given to me by Master Huici willingly. Even if you go, you may not be able to obtain it."

Zheng Jiu said angrily, "Do you know that Qingqing is not in good health? She has a cold and needs Master Huici's inheritance."

Rong Tang once again deflected his killer move, "This has nothing to do with you. It's my business. How do you know I didn't give it to her? You keep saying you like her, but how are you really good to her? You bought a shabby house and kept her captive, so you love her? When she was being hunted, did you seek justice for her? She didn't want to enter the palace to save herself, but just because she had a little physical contact with Master Hu, you immediately gave up on the marriage proposal because in your heart, Feng Qingqing was no longer chaste, right?"

The repeated questioning made Zheng Jiu's face turn pale and he became confused.

"not like this."

"How ridiculous, Zheng Jiu, you've always looked down on Feng Qingqing. You boast of your noble status and think it's an honor for Feng Qingqing to be willing to marry her. Not only is her status too high to marry you, she's not even worthy of rejecting you, right?"