Shipin Dalizheng

As soon as Madam Wei fainted, several officials who wanted to speak on Minister Jin's side immediately shut up. What a joke! Whoever opens his mouth again will have to face the same problem. Whose family has the generosity to accept the illegitimate child born by Madam Wei and her boyfriend from another family to steal their things?

They all thought Rong Tang's logic was weird, but they couldn't find any fault with it.

Minister Jin was furious and pointed his finger at Rong Tang, "I've already said that you're a fake, a fake. You have no right to meddle in my family affairs."

Rong Tang said with a half-smile, "Why did Minister Jin decide that I was fake? Perhaps even if I were real, Minister Jin would still insist that I was fake?"

Minister Jin angrily said, "His Majesty has already agreed to Yaoyang's succession to the title, and this cannot be changed. I advise you to be sensible and not miss the auspicious time for Rong's funeral. We can determine whether you are genuine or not later. Today, let Yaoyang carry the banner at the funeral. Otherwise, you will not be able to bear the charge of being unfilial."

Rong Tang raised one corner of his lips with a strong sense of sarcasm. It turned out that no matter whether it was the Southern or Northern Dynasties, when there was no point in arguing, people always liked to talk about filial piety.

"Who said my mother was going to be buried today? Since someone is eager to bury her, I have a reasonable suspicion that her cause of death is unknown, and she may have been murdered. Therefore, I have decided to file a complaint with the Jingzhao Prefecture to investigate the cause of her death. Run Four, go report it to the authorities. If the Jingzhao Prefecture refuses to accept, report it to the Dali Temple. As for His Majesty, he was deceived by tacitly allowing Jin Yaoyang to inherit the title. I believe he would prefer that the title be inherited by the direct bloodline of the Earl of Jian'an. Run Three, go and strike the drum..."

Minister Jin was so angry that his face turned blue-gray. "You evil creature, are you going to sue your biological father?"

Rong Tang's expression was horrified. "I only raised a few questions about my mother's cause of death. Has anyone confessed? This...if it's really my father who did something, please tell me the truth. I can't be the first to accuse my biological father."

Minister Jin felt a buzzing in his head, and his vision went dark as he fell to the ground.

"Father! Father!"

Jin Yaoyang rushed forward first, and the other nephews and nieces of the Jin family who were kneeling behind the mourning hall also rushed out, crying and shouting, and the scene was in chaos.

Someone took the opportunity to attack Rong Tang, but he was no one to be trifled with. He swung his fists and beat up all the children of the Jin family, led by Jin Yaoyang, until they cried for their parents and had black eyes.

While beating people, he shouted, "Protect my father, protect my grandmother." Whenever any of the children of the Jin family got close to him, he would punch and kick them, and the result would be Minister Jin and Old Madam Jin. No punches hit them directly, and no punches were missed.

"You bunch of beasts! The Jin family raised you in vain. You even beat your father and grandmother..."

He chased after him and kicked him a few more times. As for who got hurt, it was up to fate.

During the chaos in the Jian'an Marquis's mansion, a servant suddenly ran towards the mourning hall, sweating profusely, and shouted, "Someone's coming from the palace! Concubine Rong is here."

As soon as he finished speaking, the fighting in the mansion stopped immediately. Men and women inside and outside the mansion all knelt down, with their heads lowered, waiting for the arrival of the distinguished guest.

Rong Tang's hands were sore from beating people up, and when he heard this report, he frowned, wondering which side these people were from.

Rong San leaned close to his ear and said, "Concubine Rong is Madam Rong's younger sister."

Rong Tang was stunned!

With such a strong relationship, the Jin family still dares to wipe out the entire family. No one else can do that.

He ran out quickly, pulling at his clothes and hair as he ran, and smearing someone else's blood on his fists on his face. At first glance, he looked miserable and pitiful.

As soon as Concubine Rong's carriage stopped, Rong Tang had already run to the door of the Earl's Mansion and pounced on a beautiful woman in gorgeous clothes, howling, "Aunt, please come and help my nephew, no, my nephew from my mother's family! These people surnamed Jin have occupied our Earl's Mansion, snatched our title, and are trying to drive my nephew out. Look, look, what have they done to my nephew!"

He threw himself at the feet of the beauty, wailing and wailing. His miserable appearance made those who saw him sad, those who heard him wept, and those who passed by looked at him with pity.

Rong Fei bent down slightly, and with a beautiful white hand, she pinched his chin and lifted it up. Rong Tang looked up, and the moment their eyes met, they were both stunned for a moment.

Rong Tang's head suddenly buzzed, while Rong Fei felt indescribable.

This, this is the face of my mother in my previous life, young, less than 30 years old. Almost instantly, Rong Tang screamed in his heart, "This is my mother, this is my mother."

The originally fake and disguised emotions suddenly had a real basis. Rong Tang's eyes suddenly became affectionate and even Rong Fei felt the tenderness and warmth.

Concubine Rong calmed down and asked, "Are you really my nephew?"

Rong Tang nodded stupidly, his eyes suddenly red.

Rong San came up and knelt down to pay his respects, "My Lady, he is truly Young Master Rong. Fortunately, we arrived just in time."

Concubine Rong nodded, and walked towards the Earl of Jian'an's mansion with light lotus steps and the tinkling of her rings and bracelets.

The mess in the yard made her frown. She was born here and this used to be her home. Unfortunately, since she entered the palace, her parents died one after another and her sister married off. She hadn't been back for more than ten years and everything had changed.

The people in the mourning hall also came out to welcome the imperial carriage and knelt on the ground.

Old Madam Jin dragged her disheveled body and cried as soon as she showed her face, "My Queen, you have to make the decision for me!"

Rong Fei pretended not to see and walked into the mourning hall attentively. The dead are the most important, so she knelt down and kowtowed to her sister to say goodbye. She glanced around and saw the broken clay basin on the ground, and her eyes froze.

Rong San quickly stepped forward and told her what had happened. When she heard that it was Rong Tang who dropped the basin, she fell silent and said to the nanny beside her, "Since the basin has been dropped, tell them to continue the funeral. Rong Tang should carry the banner and start the funeral!"

Minister Jin had been woken up earlier, and his expression changed drastically when he heard this. "Your Majesty, this is against the rules. My Jin family already has an eldest son..."

Rong Fei snorted, "Master Jin, you are the eldest son of the Jin family, what does that have to do with my Rong family?"

Madam Jin said with a look of dissatisfaction, "Your Majesty, when Rong entered the family and had no children for three years, your Majesty personally agreed to my son taking a concubine to bear a child to carry on the family line."

Concubine Rong was slightly furious. "Old Madam Jin, I've already said that how many illegitimate sons your family has to inherit the family line is your business. Dividing the Jin family's property among yourselves has nothing to do with our Rong family. To inherit the Rong family's title, only the Rong family's bloodline can inherit, regardless of age. If Old Madam Jin is dissatisfied, you can go to the palace to protest to His Majesty. Now, the funeral continues."

Zhibin walked out tremblingly, looking in the direction of Minister Jin. Although he was invited by Minister Jin, at this moment, he didn't know how to refuse Concubine Rong.

Just as he cleared his throat and was about to shout for the funeral, someone outside stopped him, "Wait!"

There were footsteps coming from outside the main hall, and it turned out that it was not just one person. A handsome young man in moon-white clothes and a jade crown on his head walked in with several guards.

He bowed slightly to Concubine Rong, "Mother Rong, I offer my condolences."

Then he turned to Minister Jin and said, "Master Jin, I express my condolences."

Rong Tang's eyes narrowed slightly. This is a prince!