Shipin Dalizheng

"If it doesn't affect her, then it won't affect me? Also, what's going on between you and the groom? How do outsiders know that you have a birthmark on your private parts?"

Yang cried, "I don't know. I didn't do anything with the groom. If you don't believe me, Master can send him over to ask."

At this time, Jin Shizhao's youngest concubine came to report in a soft voice, "Master, it's bad, the groom ran away."

Jin Shizhao felt nervous. He actually didn't believe that Yang and the coachman could do anything, but once the coachman ran away, people inside and outside the mansion didn't know what to think.

"Send someone to chase him back. No, catch him and kill him. No, no, just say, just say that the groom quit his job a long time ago and went back to his hometown."

He himself knew it was useless. Now that the groom had run away, no matter how he dealt with him, it would be wrong.

Jin Shizhao hurried to the servants' quarters where the groom lived. Several guards were whispering outside. When they saw him coming, they stepped aside and said, "Master, the room is a mess. Liu Dali took away everything he could."

The concubine Hong Yi Niang said angrily: "Search and see what he left behind."

The servant rushed in. Jin Shizhao's head was buzzing and he couldn't think straight, but he inexplicably had the idea that he shouldn't go in to search.

But he followed in for some unknown reason.

Under the straw mat on Liu Dali's bed, a bellyband embroidered with red lotus flowers was clearly visible.

Hong Yi Niang screamed, "Master, isn't this Sister Yang's bellyband? She's the only one in the mansion who uses lotus embroidery. Oh my God, could what's said outside be true?"

Jin Shizhao's head was buzzing and about to explode.

Yang, who arrived later, saw this scene and trembled all over. "No, no, that's not the case. I didn't have an affair with Liu Dali. Master, besides you, the people who serve me closely know about my birthmark. We'll know once we arrest them and interrogate them."

Hong Yi Niang immediately said, "They are all your confidants, so you can tell them to say whatever you want. Master, the rumors outside are so unpleasant, and other things are fine, but whether the eldest young master is your child is of paramount importance. He is your eldest son, and you have high hopes for him."

Jin Shizhao also had one son and two daughters. Among them, Yang gave birth to the eldest daughter, and the other two concubines gave birth to a son and a daughter, who were all still young.

Except for the eldest daughter Jin Xiangxiang, the two younger ones are as timid as mice and can't handle anything, so Jin Yaoyang must not be in any danger.

Yang glared at Hong Yi Niang, "Bitch, what nonsense are you talking about? Yaoyang is the master's biological son. Okay, I finally understand. You deliberately framed me, didn't you? You deliberately lured the master here to search Liu Dali's room just to make him suspect me."

Concubine Hong was extremely aggrieved. "Sister Yang, the rumors outside are so bad, don't you care about your reputation at all? They even said that I deliberately lured the master to search the house. Even if I did it on purpose, then what about this lotus bellyband? Did I steal it from you too? No wonder you insisted on living in this mansion and refused to return to the Minister's residence. There is a reason."

The Shilang Mansion and the Jian'an Marquis Mansion were adjacent to each other, and to facilitate travel, a moon gate was built to connect them. Yang Shi used the excuse of managing the Marquis Mansion to occupy a large courtyard of the Marquis Mansion to live in.

And this Liu Dali is a horse slave who belongs to the Bo's Mansion according to his indenture. It would be very convenient for him to have a relationship with Yang.

Yang cried out fiercely, "That's not true, Master. I'm innocent. My aunt also lives here. How could I..."

"Then sister, explain it. What's with the bellyband? You hold Liu Dali's indenture in your hands. How dare he run away? It's a serious crime to be caught as a fugitive."

"How do I know? I..."

Jin Shizhao's face was cold, "That's enough, Yaoyang, he is my own son."

He confirmed it again, but it seemed to strengthen his belief.

Hong Yi Niang sincerely advised, "Master, I also believe that the eldest young master is not a bastard, but people's words are scary, and it is always necessary to verify them. When the time comes, if outsiders say nonsense, Master will have the confidence and the courage to refute it."

Jin Shizhao blurted out, "How do we verify it?"

Hong Yi Niang said, "It couldn't be simpler. We won't need anyone else to testify. Just our family will be present, and you and the young master can do a blood test to determine your relationship. If it's true, we can do it again in front of everyone else, and that will clear your sister's name. If it's not true... the master can then find a way to cover it up."

Jin Shizhao found this extremely irritating. If he wasn't his biological son, why was he trying to hide it? Was he pretending he was his biological son? Was he really that magnanimous?

Before he could say anything, Yang screamed, "No! Master, if you do this, how will Yaoyang hold his head up high in the future?"

Hong Yi Niang retorted, "If we don't test it, will the young master be able to hold his head high and live like a man? Sister, you are being unreasonable. Isn't this to prove your innocence? What do you mean by objecting? Or are you not sure either?"

Yang's eyes were fierce, and she rushed over to tear Hong Yi Niang apart, "Little bitch, I knew you were full of evil intentions. You have been pestering the master since you walked in, and now you dare to slander me."

Hong Yi Niang screamed and hid, twisting and turning behind Jin Shizhao's back. "Sister, even if you're angry that Master dotes on me, you can't be so lonely as to get involved with a horse slave. You refused to test whether the eldest young master is Master's child by dropping blood. Isn't it obvious who has something to hide?"

The two of them were making such a fuss that the maidservant next to Yang came running over and shouted, "Madam, Liu Dali's indenture is missing."

"How could this happen?"

Yang was about to go over to see what was going on, but Hong Yi Niang sneered, "Sister Yang, are you still acting? I also thought there might be some misunderstanding, maybe your bellyband was picked up by Liu Dali. Now that Liu Dali has run away, could it be that his indentures have also run away? The indentures of the servants of these two mansions are all in your hands, so please don't blame me for stealing them."

Yang was so anxious that she didn't know how to explain. Jin Shizhao asked coldly, "Why did you think of looking at your indenture?"

He wasn't stupid, he just thought it was a coincidence that as soon as Liu Dali ran away, Hong Yi Niang came to tell him. Liu Dali's indenture was lost, and the maid also came to inform him.

The old woman shrank her head and said in a trembling voice, "Madam said that for those who were seriously injured, it would cost a lot of money to treat them, so it would be better not to treat them. They should be sold at a high or low price and replaced with new ones. She ordered this old servant to check the indentures, and then she discovered..."

Jin Shizhao looked at Yang and believed that she was capable of doing this.

Yang explained, "Master, that little thief beat up my servants so badly that it'll cost a fortune to fix them, more than their worth. I'm thinking of selling them off after I testify in court tomorrow. I honestly don't know how Liu Dali's indenture was lost. The only people with access to it are a few of my trusted associates. Call them all in and interrogate them, and we'll find out."

Jin Shizhao was extremely confused. He neither believed that Yang had betrayed him nor could he explain so many coincidences. He could only ask someone to gather everyone around Yang for interrogation.

Yang's trusted maid Qinghe, her housekeeper Mama Niu, and Mama Song who came to report the news, all knelt in the yard and trembled. They all had a premonition that the lady was in big trouble.