Shipin Dalizheng

Everyone was moved.

Divine Doctor Mo said, "I always make wild guesses without evidence. According to what you said, Madam Rong was still taking medicine for her heart disease before she died, so she didn't want to die. And with this kind of disease, as long as you take good care of yourself, it's not a problem to hold out for a while. Madam Rong was already in her thirties when she died, so we can infer that her heart disease was not very severe, so her death is very worthy of speculation. A person who didn't want to die died. In addition to the disease, someone also continuously poisoned her medicine, which led to her death slowly. Of course, this is also speculation, just a possibility."

With this possibility, coupled with what Yao's mother has done recently, there is no way she can be innocent.

Rong Zhan said, "Master, why bother with so much trouble? Just arrest her and her nephew and interrogate them. I don't believe they can get through this."

"That won't work. There's also Rong Xiu in the middle. She now considers Yao her confidant and obeys her every word."

"She really thinks she is a proper elder in the Bo's Mansion."

Rong Zhan pounded the back of his chair.

Rong Tang didn't really value Rong Xiu. He had asked her to come here as a helper, but she turned out to be a burden, so giving her up was inevitable. But there were also the villagers of Rongjia Village, so giving up Rong Xiu needed a reasonable reason. He didn't want the help he had spent half a year to support to go to waste.

"Don't act rashly yet, wait and see what she wants to do."

After the discussion, everyone went to rest. At dawn, Rong Tang heard a name in his dream, "Master, Master..."

That was the voice of Yao's mother, calling out to a boy with a blurry back. Just as the boy was about to turn around, the sky brightened and he woke up as usual.

"Mother Yao's young master!"

He muttered to himself once, and suddenly a light flashed in his mind.

Today, the Sima family was hosting a banquet. Steward Tao and Nanny Xi had received instructions from their master to comb through the storeroom for valuables, compiling a long, long list of gifts. To emphasize the festive atmosphere, they even arranged the gifts on large red trays and dispatched twenty servants, dressed in new clothes, to deliver them on foot.

Rong Xiu also got up early in the morning. Seeing all the gifts, she couldn't help but say, "Tang'er, why do you need so many gifts for just an ordinary banquet? These are all the wealth of the Jian'an Marquis's Mansion!"

Rong Tang gave her a grave look. "Madam, what you may think of as an ordinary banquet is, in the eyes of the nobles of Shangjing, a banquet for His Majesty's adopted daughter. Miss Tang was listed on the imperial jade disc and granted marriage to the Earl of Jian'an. These gifts represent the Earl's position. Also, Madam, take a close look. Every item here was earned by me. There is nothing old from the Earl's Mansion."

When Rong Tang first came to the Earl's Mansion, Rong Xiu had moved in before he even set foot in the Earl of Jian'an's Mansion. He clearly counted the few things that were left, and there is still a list in Rong Xiu's room.

Rong Xiu's face changed and she wanted to say something, but Mother Yao pulled her sleeve and she stopped talking.

Here, people came out of the palace, dressed in fine clothes and riding horses, looking heroic. The tall horses walked slowly on the long street. The team giving gifts was neat and uniform, which was very stylish.

Tang Tiantian's reputation was once so bad that she now receives so many envious and jealous looks. She is the adopted daughter of the emperor, a princess, and has a fiancé who is a double earl at a young age. Such a start in life crushes countless other girls.

As Rong Tang rode his horse all the way, he felt that countless eyes were glued to him, and he couldn't help but feel a little proud. Life should be like this, so as not to waste one's youth.

"Earl Jian'an."

Someone called him, and when he turned around, it turned out to be Nangong Jing.

Today is the 28th day of the lunar year. Most government offices have been closed for the holiday. Jingzhao Prefecture is also in a semi-closed state. Generally, there are no major cases, so Nangong Jing does not need to be in charge in person.

"Good morning, Prince Jing."

As far as I can remember, Nangong Jing didn't often attend banquets. The fact that he was able to attend the Sima family's banquet was really a favor to them.

Nangong Jing rode his horse a couple of quick steps, parallel to him, and said, "You're giving such a grand gift, are you planning to get married early?"

Rong Tang choked and coughed. He didn't know why, but people kept urging him to get married with Tang Tiantian recently, completely forgetting that he was young and had not yet finished the mourning period.

"We have to wait two more years, until we are both eighteen years old."

Nangong Jing smiled meaningfully. Rong Tang suspected that he had inside information. Emperor Xuanning always valued Prince Han and his son, and would tell them if there were things that were not convenient to say in the court.

"From now on, we're family. Since you're my brother-in-law, just call me Big Brother."

Rong Tang thought about it for a while. Tang Tiantian was the emperor's adopted daughter, so the royal family members were also her brothers. It was okay to call them brothers. This big brother?

He turned his head to look at Rong Zhan, who explained, "Among the royal children, Prince Jing is the oldest, even older than the eldest princess."

Rong Tang smacked his lips and said, "Big Brother."

It was hard for him to imagine meeting other princes and having to call them second brother, third brother, and fourth brother.

The closer they got to the Sima family, the more people gathered, and the more people greeted Rong Tang and Nangong Jing. This was a treatment Rong Tang never had when he went out in the past. Most people avoided him and cursed him behind his back.

He said to Nangong Jing, "I seem to have benefited from your kindness!"

He didn't notice it before, but suddenly he found that Nangong Jing was very popular. Most of those who greeted him greeted Nangong Jing first.

Nangong Jing's attitude was also very easygoing.

Nangong Jing smiled and said nothing. "When the Sima family holds a banquet, you must be the guest of honor. It's okay if no one else comes, but without you, it would be meaningless."

As if to confirm his words, the Sima family steward saw Rong Tang from afar and started banging the gong, "Young Master Rong is here, hurry up and play."

Suddenly, there were loud sounds of gongs and drums, and firecrackers blasted. A large group of Sima family servants came to greet them. If you didn’t know, you would think that today was a wedding.

Even Rong Tang had the illusion that he was here to pick up the bride today.

The two men dismounted, and Nangong Jing whispered in his ear, "See, it's thanks to you. Otherwise, no one would welcome us with drums and music."

Rong Tang once again enjoyed the highest welcome courtesy of being the center of attention, and was directly welcomed into the inner courtyard by the female members of the Sima family. Now Rong Tang had another illusion, that he was not here to get married, but was being "married" by the Sima family.

In fact, he understood the Sima women's feelings very well. He had no mother, his father was as good as dead, there was no real elder in the family, and he was still so young. The Sima women probably didn't think of him as a man, just a grown-up child. Even though he was now a double earl and had thousands of soldiers under his command, he was still a child who needed their love and care.

Rong Tang was unable to escape from the strong atmosphere of maternal love for a while, and could only force a smile and let his aunts and cousins ​​fill in the gaps for him.

This one gave me cotton socks, that one made me new shoes, and I had several sets of new clothes and even a complete set of pants.

Madam Sima smiled brightly, "Grandson-in-law, don't be embarrassed. These inner garments were made by your aunts and me, and the outer garments by your cousins. Although the workmanship isn't as good as that of professional embroiderers, every stitch is thoughtfully crafted. It's just sweet, isn't it?... Grandma is embarrassed to tell you that even with all the holes in her fingers, she can't sew a decent insole. You have to bear with that."

Rong Tang's face was stiff with smile, "Tiantian is very good, she doesn't need to know how to sew, our family can afford to hire an embroiderer."

Madam Sima was very pleased and patted her daughter's hand. "Are you relieved now? Don't force Tiantian to learn embroidery."

Mrs. Tang wiped her eyes with a handkerchief and smiled. In such an atmosphere, Rong Tang suddenly felt extremely attached. After traveling through another world, he had few relatives everywhere. How could he be greedy for the warmth of the Sima family?