Upon hearing this, Mayor Zhang nearly fainted. He tugged at Young Master Zhang's sleeve: "You unfilial son!"

Young Master Zhang completely failed to grasp Mayor Zhang's meaning and continued speaking as if nothing had happened: "Dad, what are you doing! We have a whole bunch of these waist badges at home, and I've never seen you treat them like they're your ancestors."

Mayor Zhang fainted immediately.

"Hey, Dad, what are you doing?" Young Master Zhang quickly helped Mayor Zhang up from his fall and grabbed his beard.

"Drink up!!" Mayor Zhang took a deep breath to regain his senses.

He stared blankly at the person in front of him, wishing he could just faint rather than see this unfilial son again.

"Father, Father, what are you doing? It's just a fake waist tag, why are you so scared? You weren't this afraid when the city lord almost found out about you."

Mayor Zhang was in despair once again. He truly wished he had never had this son in his life; he would rather his Zhang family line end.

"What a terrible thing! What a terrible thing!" Mayor Zhang stood up, shoved Young Master Zhang aside, and then slapped him on the head: "You unfilial son! You unfilial son!"

Young Master Zhang covered his head and jumped up and down, shouting, "What are you doing! Why are you hitting me! Shouldn't you be hitting them?!"

Sang Jiang burst out laughing as she looked at it.

Mayor Zhang seemed to realize what was happening and immediately knelt down at Sang Jiang's feet, crying and pleading, "Young lady, please, spare this servant! Please beg for mercy for this master! This servant will never dare to do it again!"

"Oh." Sang Jiang nodded.

Before Mayor Zhang could even feel happy, the man's voice came from inside the carriage again: "Dark Night, tell the city lord about this."

Dark night? Sang Jiang frowned.

Mayor Zhang even forgot to plead for leniency this time and fainted again.

Only then did Young Master Zhang realize the gravity of the situation. He knelt on the ground, hugged Mayor Zhang, and cried out, "Father! Father, wake up! What will I do if you die!"

Mayor Zhang, who's practically fainting: You're the one who's dead!

This time, Sang Jiang didn't even glance at him and walked straight to the carriage at the front. Only when she reached the carriage did she speak in a deep voice: "Young master, the young lady is still waiting."

As she spoke, she turned and glanced back at the woman still standing in the crowd.

Long Jingchen chuckled: "Yang Qi."

Yang Qi nodded and took out a silver ingot from his pocket, handing it to Sang Jiang.

Sang Jiang took it and went directly to the woman.

The woman looked at Sang Jiang with tears in her eyes, then knelt down at Sang Jiang's feet with a thud and kowtowed deeply to her.

"Thank you, Miss, thank you, Young Master. Good deeds are rewarded. I will go to Miss after I have settled my father. I will serve you as your servant for the rest of my life to repay you."

Sang Jiang frowned: "Forget about repaying me. After you bury your father, you can keep the rest to live on."

After saying that, she turned around and got into the second carriage. As soon as she got in, she heard Sang Ruo's soft laughter.

Sang Jiang raised an eyebrow and glanced at her.

"Fourth sister is so spirited."

Sang Jiang pouted: "That's all thanks to Your Highness, the Imperial Concubine."

Sang Ruo chuckled and then looked down at the medical book in her hand.

As soon as the carriage left, Young Master Li immediately surrounded Young Master Zhang: "Hey Zhang, weren't you so arrogant? Didn't you say your father was the town mayor? Well, look what happened! You tried to steal a chicken but lost the rice instead, hahahaha."

Young Master Zhang looked up and glared at her: "What's it to you!"

"Oh ho! You're pretty tough!" He waved his hand behind him and said, "Beat him! I wouldn't dare touch you normally, but now that your dad's not the town mayor anymore! Hahahaha! You're still so tough!"

As he spoke, he kicked Young Master Zhang in the buttocks, and Young Master Zhang, caught off guard, was kicked to the ground.

The woman glanced at them indifferently, then turned away and pushed her father away, but at that moment a bold idea was already taking shape in her mind.