Shipin Dalizheng

Jin Yaoyang's ears buzzed. He could only sense that Rong Tang's words were full of hidden meanings, hinting at both the abyss and the ladder to heaven. He seemed to be scolding him, yet also seemed to be giving him everything. His mind was unable to react for a moment, but he grasped the most important point and said, "Really, you're not going to fight for the title anymore?"

Rong Tang howled loudly, "I won't fight anymore. I'll give it all to your family."

Chuncao followed suit, wiping away tears and sobbing loudly, "Young Master is so miserable! He heard his biological parents were still alive, so he traveled thousands of miles to find them, only to encounter countless assassinations along the way. He finally returned home alive, but his biological father disowned him, his mother is dead, and his family property is about to be taken away by people with no connection to him. Even personally attending his biological mother's funeral is difficult. Does Dai Yue still respect reason, law, and morality? Or does just because you have a moderate official position, you can do whatever you want and disregard human ethics and laws?"

Isn't it just a matter of putting a hat on someone? See who can put it higher, bigger, heavier.

Gui Ergou wasn't very good at acting, and he hadn't yet mastered the Young Master's style. But so what? He just had to follow the Young Master's lead and do what he said.

He quickly went over to help Jin Yaoyang take off his mourning clothes. "Master Jin, everything is yours. Just put this mourning clothes on my young master! It's not worth much money."

He used the skill he had learned from visiting brothels frequently. Before Jin Yaoyang could react, he had easily stripped off the mourning clothes and put them on Rong Tang.

After everyone in the room recovered from their shock, Rong Tang, wearing heavy mourning clothes, knelt three times and kowtowed nine times. After standing up, he bowed deeply to Zhibin, "Sir Zhibin, please."

Zhibin originally remembered that he was invited by Minister Jin and should listen to Minister Jin's decisions on everything. However, after all the trouble, the young man gradually took control of the rhythm of the mourning hall, especially when he bowed to him. The string of Buddhist beads on his right wrist seemed to emit a soft Buddhist light, which made his mind clear instantly.

Amitabha, may the souls of the deceased rest in peace!

He then spoke as if possessed by some strange force, "Begin the funeral!"

During a funeral, the chief guest exercises all command over the funeral. Once he opens his mouth, everyone, including the host family, must temporarily obey his arrangements.

The people responsible for carrying the coffin immediately took their positions. With the heavy voice of Zhibin, "front and back, rise", the coffin was steadily lifted up by eight strong men and walked out.

Minister Jin reacted immediately and changed his expression to try to stop her, but the palace maids and nannies brought by Concubine Rong immediately surrounded him, making it impossible for him to move.

He asked his mother and Yang for help, "Quick, stop them!"

But Old Lady Jin had no idea what would happen next. In her opinion, the boy surnamed Rong said with his own mouth that he didn't want anything. Her grandson got the title and property without changing his surname. Her goal had been achieved. It didn't matter who wore mourning clothes and acted as a filial son.

Yang also had her own ideas. She brought a basin of water and placed it where the coffin had been. She came over and pushed aside the maids and nannies, pulled Minister Jin and said, "Master, kick the basin quickly."

According to northern customs, if a man's wife dies first, he kicks over a basin of water, which means he is unwilling to observe the mourning period and wants to marry another woman immediately. This shows that Yang is eager to take the throne.

Minister Jin didn't know about this custom and thought it was a necessary procedure for the funeral. He kicked the basin as she said. Who knew that many wives of officials at the scene would look at him coldly.

How anxious is Minister Jin? He has a large number of concubines and illegitimate children in his backyard, and it has always been Yang who has exercised the power of the mistress. How can he be so impatient that he expresses his intention to marry another woman as soon as the coffin is carried out of the door?

It's really heartbreaking.

In fact, Concubine Rong had not yet fully reacted, but seeing that the situation developed in a strange way according to Rong Tang's wishes, a thoughtful expression appeared on her face.

Soon, the coffin was carried out of the Jian'an Earl's Mansion. The funeral procession was pushed forward by irreversible force and slowly carried out of the west city gate, accompanied by the ups and downs and emotional chanting of the guests of honor, witnessed by countless people in the capital, and watched by the officials' mansions.

Prince Rui watched this farce quietly, and the ugly appearance of Minister Jin and his family, and he began to have deep doubts about his own choice.

He said to his subordinates, "Let's go!"

There's no need to stay. The Jin family is full of idiots and can't be of any help to him.

Seeing him walk away, Rong Fei wiped her eyes and asked the Third Master with some confusion, "Third Master, what does Rong Tang mean by doing this?"

The Third Master said excitedly: "By retreating in order to advance, the Jin family has lost their biggest bargaining chip, and it is justified."

Rong Tang showed up in front of tens of thousands of people in the capital, and as Madam Rong's legitimate son, he carried the banner to the funeral. The Jin family did not stop him, which laid the foundation for his invincibility.

As for what he said about not wanting the title and the family property, can he just give them up like that?

Even if he said he didn't want it, how could the Jin family have the nerve to take it just because they wanted it?

The Third Master wiped the sweat off his face with his sleeve, his expression indescribably happy, "My Lady, now that our Rong family has Rong Tang, there may be hope for a revival."

Rong Fei had a slightly dejected look on her face, and whispered, "Third Master, I suspect he is not my sister's bloodline."

The Third Master paused, hiding a hint of bitterness, and said respectfully, "Your Majesty, as long as he is willing to take the surname Rong, no matter how bad he is, it can't be worse than someone with the surname Jin taking over the Rong family."

Concubine Rong cheered up slightly. That's right, things couldn't get any worse.

"Go back to the palace."

She still has battles to fight.

Along the way, Rong Tang watched the funeral procession carefully, and the more he watched, the more suspicious he became.

The people who carried the coffin were all strong men. Not only did they change the bier every once in a while, but even the people who carried paper horses and paper men, scattered money to lead the way, and did various odd jobs were mostly men in their prime.

Although Rong San followed him closely, he kept exchanging glances with the men in various positions, which was extremely suspicious.

Before leaving the city, servants from the Bo and Shilang residences had tried to obstruct the funeral procession, but these tall and strong men easily subdued them. Where had Shilang Jin found such a thoughtful funeral team, leaving the victim with no worries?

He was just wondering when Chuncao whispered in his ear, "Master, most of those men were recruited temporarily by us at the gate of the Bo's Mansion."

Rong Tang was even more surprised. With just a sudden call, he actually attracted so many young and strong men who were obviously skilled?

Now was not the time to pursue the matter, so he could only suppress his doubts and hold Madam Rong's funeral smoothly.

Mrs. Rong was finally buried. Just as a bulge had formed on the grave mound, a small whirlwind suddenly blew up, swirling up countless paper money and scattering it all on Mrs. Rong's grave.

Then a dark cloud gathered and a heavy rain came down, not too far away, just a hundred or so feet around Madam Rong's grave. After the rain stopped, it ran away and disappeared in a flash.

The people who were drenched by the rain did not blame God for playing a joke on them. Instead, they were amazed and said, "Rain on a pit means generations of empty houses. Rain on a grave means a noble person will be born. The Rong family is going to be prosperous!"

Rong Tang didn't believe in fate, but this scene was indeed inexplicable. If he had to say that there was some supernatural event, he also felt that Madam Rong didn't want Jin Yaoyang to steal everything from the Rong family as her legitimate son!