Soft and crispy waist

Xia Zheng's answer caused quite a stir.

No one expected her to admit it like this.

Don't you even struggle?

"Sir, listen, her name is Xia Zheng, she is my daughter, my..."

"My name is indeed Xia Zheng, but I am not your daughter." Xia Zheng interrupted Xia Gang's excited words lightly.

"Same name? But the person in this portrait is exactly the same as Su Rong." Lord Gan showed the portrait and asked Xia Zheng directly.

"My name is indeed Xia Zheng. I used to be a maid in the Anyang Marquis's Mansion. I followed the Crown Prince's wife into the Zhenguo Duke's Mansion at the Madam's behest. Later, I was favored by the Crown Prince and became the Surong I am today. But I am not this old man's daughter, and I am not the only one named Xia Zheng in the Anyang Marquis's Mansion."

There are hundreds of people in a mansion, and the maids are all named according to the master's preferences. It is not uncommon to have the same name. Besides, the name Xia Zheng is nothing special, and there are definitely a few maids like her in every mansion.

But this portrait...

"As for this portrait, it does resemble me, but I'm an orphan who sold myself into the Anyang Marquis's mansion. I have no parents, and I've never had a portrait painted. Furthermore, I've seen Miss Xia Zheng, who was stoking the fire in the kitchen. She's completely different from me and the person in this portrait. Lord Gan, you can go to the Anyang Marquis's mansion and ask."

"That's right. Xia Zheng in the kitchen has dirty and dark skin and wears a face painted every day. She doesn't look like the one in the portrait at all, nor does she look like Xia Surong at all. I don't know where this person saw Xia Surong, and then he came to slander our Zhenguo Mansion based on the painting." Caiwei said righteously.

Lord Gan ignored Caiwei and looked at Tao Yurong.

Tao Yurong also nodded and said, "Indeed, there are five maids named Xia Zheng in my mother's house. Xia Surong is an orphan now, and that is why she came with me to serve in the Duke's Mansion."

"I'm not slandering you! Sir, please believe me. She is my daughter. She was deliberately pretending to be ugly before. She...they are all lying!" Xia Gang was so anxious that he wanted to get up, but his legs were weak. He could only use his hands to quickly crawl to Xia Zheng and cried, "Zheng'er! Tell me! Are they threatening you? Don't be afraid. Dad is here, sir, and we will definitely give us justice."

In a hurry, Xia Gang grabbed Xia Zheng's ankle and tapped it secretly with his fingers.

Five fingers, five times, five thousand taels.

He really knows how to ask for too much.

Xia Zheng stepped back, took her foot out of Xia Gang's hand, and said coldly, "I am an orphan, without a father or a mother. I don't know why you want to slander and frame me like this."

"You! How could you curse your parents! It's okay if you curse me, but how could you curse your mother? She's been crying herself blind for the past two years, and she talks about you in her dreams every night. How could you say that!"

As Xia Gang was about to reach out and grab him, Shuangxue quickly stepped in front of Xia Zheng and raised her leg to kick him. Xia Zheng grabbed her from behind and signaled her not to do anything.

Seeing that nothing could be done here, Lord Gan said slowly, "You say this portrait is fake, but judging from the ink on the paper, this portrait is at least two years old."

The Dali Temple's ability to distinguish truth from falsehood is unquestionable. Lord Gan overturned the words of Xia Zheng, Cai Wei, and Tao Yurong with just one sentence.

If Xia Zheng was not Xia Gang's daughter, how could Xia Zheng, who was a maid in Anyang Marquis's Mansion two years ago, be seen by Xia Gang and have someone draw such a portrait of her?

Could it be possible to predict that such a thing would happen two years later?

Obviously, this is not true.

In comparison, his daughter took the opportunity to climb from Anyang Marquis' Mansion to Gu Yizi's bed, faked her death and followed Tao Yurong into the mansion, pretending to be an orphan and working her way up to the position of Surong. She certainly didn't want to think about her shameful past and wouldn't admit it. Even Xia Gang's statement that he was paralyzed by the Zhenguo Mansion might have been Xia Zheng's way of preventing future troubles.

Fine clothes, delicious food, glory and wealth are always fascinating.

Now that things have come to this, and the Anyang Marquis' Mansion is involved, Tao Yurong naturally has no choice but to help Xia Zheng, whether for the sake of her mother's family or for Gu Yizi.

Everything makes sense.

Everyone's eyes changed when they looked at Xia Zheng.

I didn't trust Xia Gang before, but now that everything is going smoothly, I despise Xia Zheng.

Xia Zheng had already foreseen this result.

From the moment Xia Gang took out the painting, she was unable to break the deadlock.

Obviously, that portrait was painted by Tao Yurong when she chose her.

The traces of time cannot deceive people, but if a skilled painter makes the painting look old and goes back a few months, it will be difficult to see after a long time.

From the very beginning, Tao Yurong made multiple preparations.

It is hard to predict what else is hidden.

There was no way out, she could only bite to death, and then...

"Sir Gan, your work is really not worth it. The Dali Temple has so many cases to judge that it is impossible for me to judge them all. Now that it is my turn, I will have to judge one of them as well." Gu Yizi's voice was so frighteningly clear.

At the sound, the people around immediately stepped back to both sides. Gu Yizhi came over wearing a blue brocade robe with some mud spots on the corners. It was obvious that he had just returned from riding a horse.

Did Tao Yurong choose the time deliberately?

It's impossible to be so punctual, unless... you already knew that Gu Yizi was going out at this time.

Thinking of something, Xia Zheng looked at Tao Yurong in shock. Tao Yurong was still gentle and proper, but there was a hint of emotion in her eyes when she looked at Gu Yizi.

A feeling of determination.

"I don't take your words seriously, Master Gu. However, I work for the emperor and shoulder his burdens. I am in the Dali Temple. Since someone is complaining about injustice, I should investigate. If this is a genuine case, I wouldn't want the common people to be bullied and humiliated by officials."

"Of course." Gu Yizi walked up to Lord Gan, took the book from Changfeng and handed it over. "Since Lord Gan wants to check the Jingzhao Prefecture household register and Xia Zheng's slave release certificate, he must first check the evidence."

After taking the book, Lord Gan opened it and examined it carefully, looking for flaws.

But unfortunately, there is not a single bit.

Judging from the household registration and the slave release book, Xia Zheng was a refugee who fled to Kyoto more than ten years ago. Her parents died on the way to escape. She sold herself into the Anyang Marquis Mansion and was given the name Xia Zheng. She worked as a maid in the ancestral hall. The hall manager can testify to this.

"This is a mixture of truth and falsehood, and it really seems like a strange case. In this case, I am really curious, so I will take this man back to the Dali Temple for interrogation. Does the prince have any objection?" Lord Gan bowed, but he did not look humble at all.

"I have no objection to the Dali Temple handling the case. However, this involves the reputation of both governments. Lord Gan, please take the trouble to investigate thoroughly."

"Of course!" Lord Gan stood up with a smile and waved his hand. The people behind him came forward to lift Xia Gang from the ground and take him out.

Xia Gang struggled to his feet, but seeing no results, he shouted at Xia Zheng, "Zheng'er! What's wrong with you? It's Daddy! Daddy will save you no matter what! I'll definitely get you out!"

The voice faded away, and Xia Gang was no longer in sight.

Lord Gan looked at Gu Yizi with a smile, "This subordinate reminds Master Gu, if you really deceived someone to death by bombing and tricked them into entering the mansion, this is a serious crime."

"This prince has never done this before. I hope Lord Gan will report this to me and handle the case." Gu Yizi looked calm and unmoved.

Lord Gan smiled even more and bowed to greet him, then lifted his robe and left. His straight back looked like a rooster about to win a fight.