Shipin Dalizheng

Old Madam Jin was staggering, and the maids and servants she brought with her hurried forward to support her.

"I am a third-rank official..."

"You're talking about a bullshit third-rank imperial edict. Open your presbyopic eyes and rummage through the court officials' wives. Even if it's a first-rank imperial edict, how many dare to confront me? I'm dying. I won't argue with you, a half-buried old woman. I'll go and talk to Jin Shizhao."

The young eunuch who carried Rong Tang also carried Li Dequan up and headed towards Minister Jin's residence.

Old Madam Jin was stunned by the scolding. Her face turned pale and her whole body was trembling. The maids and servants hurriedly helped her into the sedan chair. The group of people were covered in dust and walked in embarrassment with their heads down.

Rong Quan cursed afterward, while Chang Chun opened the door a crack and followed behind to watch the fun.

After a while, two carriages arrived at the gate of the villa, one from the palace and the other from Rong Tang. Rong Quan opened the gate and let the two carriages in.

The first car was driven by Rong San. Many people got off, a total of six people, including the third master, Chuncao, and several women from the village.

Chuncao jumped out of the car with red eyes, almost crying, "Master, the Jin family is so shameless. They beat you like this. I was about to get out and scold that old woman, but this nanny stopped me, saying that the old woman is your grandmother, and if I scold her, it's like you scolded her."

Nanny You got out of the second car and sighed. "People from our branch courtyard have had conflicts with the Jin family before, but Old Madam Jin, out of respect for the Empress, has not been as aggressive as she is today. She just wants to bully the young master now that he's back. She's resorting to such shameless tactics, and the young master is truly helpless."

The woman who came down after Aunt You was wearing a long, patched khaki linen robe, a pair of old trousers, and a pair of monk's shoes. She had a monk's hat on her head to cover all her hair.

Although she was not very old, she looked very old after years of hardship. Her face was worn by time, and she looked like a hard-working peasant woman in the countryside. Her rough hands showed her daily hard work.

Rong Tang looked at her face carefully and could still see the beautiful features of her youth. After all, she was brought up in the Earl's Mansion, and someone who wanted to marry into her family could not be ugly.

Everyone focused their attention on Rongxiu, which made her a little nervous and clench her fists.

The Third Master knew her and came forward to greet her, "Are you the beautiful girl from Baimei Temple?"

Rong Xiu hesitated, "Are you the third cousin from Rong Village?"

"It's me, it's me." The Third Master was very happy and introduced them to her one by one, pointing to Rong Tang first, "This is your uncle's grandson, his name is Rong Tang."

Nanny You added, "It was the young master who asked to bring you back."

Rongxiu was moved. The happiest days of her life were the few years she lived in the uncle's house. She received education like a young lady, and the uncle and his wife sincerely tried to find a husband for her.

It's a pity that fate played such a trick on her and she had such a miserable life.

"These are the younger generations of the village." The Third Master pointed at the women he brought with him, and his brows frowned unconsciously. He didn't know what Tang Ge'er was thinking. He had so many women with good character, but had to find these troublemakers.

When Chuncao came with a big notebook saying that the young master wanted to ask these women to do something, he was shocked. He objected loudly but to no avail, so he had to lead the team himself to control these people.

Among the four women, two are from the Rong family, one is from the Li family, and one is from the Wang family. You don’t need to ask about them specifically. Just by looking at their faces, you can tell that they are a bunch of lazy, gossipy, and mean women who are good at talking.

When they heard that they were being asked to do some work, or that they were going to work in Beijing, they were extremely excited. They all looked at Rong Tang with eager eyes, wondering what kind of work they would be assigned and how much they would be paid.

"Aunt Cailan, please take these aunts and sisters to rest first and treat them to good food and drinks."

Ma, a daughter-in-law of the Rong clan, immediately spoke up, "Sir, we are here to work. I wonder what kind of work we do, how much we are paid per day, and whether the meals include meat?"

The Third Master cursed, "Jindou family, you lazy woman, are you addicted to meat?"

Ma's head shrank. "Third Uncle, I'm just asking, isn't this right? Lai Fu's family, Goudan's mother, and Erpang's wife, what do you think? Isn't this reasonable?"

The other three all agreed, "Yes, yes, Third Uncle (Third Uncle) (Third Master), we should ask clearly."

The Third Master glared at them and looked at Rong Tang helplessly, "What do you think? Tell them. If you are not satisfied, send them back to the village immediately and replace them with some diligent people."

Rong Tang smiled, "Aunts and aunties, you are all suitable candidates. How about this: 30 coins per person per day. Whatever I eat, you eat. The wages will be calculated starting from today. Are you satisfied?"

Everyone was very happy. This was much more than what the men earned, and it was almost dark today, so they couldn't work. It was equivalent to getting a day's wages for nothing.

Cailan hurriedly led a few people to find a place to live.

Next, it was Rongxiu's turn. She looked nervous as she twisted the beads of a rosary one by one.

"Grandma, Third Master, please go sit in the East Flower Hall for a while. I'll be there later."

After the two of them left, Rong Tang asked Chuncao, "Did you take the banknotes?"

Chuncao hurriedly took out her purse and said, "I only brought two hundred taels."

Rong Tangquan took it and handed it to Nanny You, "Nanny You, it's getting late. I won't keep you here any longer. Go back to the palace early. Give these two hundred taels to your aunt for emergency. I'll send some more in another day."

Nanny You kept refusing, "No, it's not easy for you, sir."

"Take it. Nothing else will do. This little bit of money is enough for me to live on. As your nephew, I must provide for him."

Nanny You was so moved that she got on the carriage and left with tears in her eyes.

Rong Tang turned around and saw Doctor Zhang strolling towards them. After touring the other courtyard, he walked slowly towards them. He had no choice but to put on a painful expression and, supported by Chuncao, walked towards the East Flower Hall.

"Hey, kid, where do I live?"

Rong Tang stopped and said with a bitter face, "The conditions in the other hospital are difficult. I'm afraid Doctor Zhang won't be able to adapt to it. How about this: you go back to your own home and come back tomorrow."

"No," Doctor Zhang flatly refused. "I've been ordered to treat your injuries personally. You're not well, so I can't leave. If you die in the middle of the night, I won't be able to explain to His Majesty."

Rong Tang sighed, "Actually... it's not that serious. It wouldn't be something like that in the middle of the night."

"It's hard to say."

Doctor Zhang walked up to him, his eyes sharp. "Your pulse is so strange, I've never felt it before in my entire medical career. You clearly have Yin Jue, Yang Jue, and double Jue pulses, and you seem to be dying at any moment, yet there is a thriving vitality in your body. Tell me the truth, have you had any strange experience?"

Rong Tang turned and walked away, but Chuncao refused to listen. She pinched her waist and glared at Doctor Zhang fiercely, "Old Zhang, what do you mean? You said someone could die at any moment? Do you believe I will rip out all your beard?"