Chapter 24 He killed his father
Night began to fall, and the crescent moon, which had hung in the sky long ago, began to cast its soft, bright light. Though not very bright on the ground, it was enough to allow one to vaguely see their surroundings.
Song Jin stood in the corner, her eyes lowered, looking at the dark puddle on the ground not far away. She slowly walked over, gently grinding the puddle with her toes, then squatted down, picked up a small amount, and brought it to her nose. A faint smell of blood wafted over.
It's blood, and it's been there for about five or six days.
Song Jin got up again and searched the surrounding area. With her exceptional eyesight and rich experience, she quickly found the bloodstains hidden under the weeds and soil—small, dripping drops that led all the way to the door—the place where the person had entered.
Someone inside opened the door for him.
Song Jin's narrow phoenix eyes gradually narrowed as she looked at the scattered bloodstains and the medicine in Lin Jiaojiao's arms. She began to make a deduction.
The man most likely injured his leg; he's still here after several days, so the injury must be quite serious.
The situation here is quite unusual. Normally, they would have been discovered long ago, but with the chaos outside these past few days, Mayor Lin has been busy responding to orders to arrest people and dealing with Song Xingzhi and his group, so he hasn't paid much attention to his younger brother's family.
Meihua had been ordered to stay home and reflect on her actions recently, and she and her child had been behaving themselves by not going out. Everyone just thought she was unusually obedient and didn't suspect anything else.
Their town is in a middling location, and with its own patrol teams, thieves and robbers generally don't come here.
Thinking of the people in front of the mine earlier, and the people Qi Zheng and his team had recently searched, Song Jin silently cursed them as "useless," then carefully began to walk towards the room.
She was much taller than average, yet at this moment she moved with the agility and lightness of a cat, silently approaching the room, moving from left to right, then from front to back, to determine her position.
There were people in only two rooms, and the two rooms were right next to each other.
The house is all made of wood, and it creaks and groans at the slightest sound, which can be heard clearly by the neighbors. Knocking on the door is simply not an option.
After pondering for a moment, Song Jin took out a packet of fine powder from her waist, wrapped it in soft paper, lit it, and placed it on the window paper in the room. A faint fragrance wafted in along with the scarlet flame.
Lin Jiaojiao, who was sitting on the bed holding her younger sisters, immediately noticed them. She instinctively held her two sisters down and shushed them.
The two usually spoiled children, after several days of hardship, were now unusually quiet. They immediately covered their mouths, their tearful eyes looking at Lin Jiaojiao.
Lin Jiaojiao pursed her lips, her feelings complicated.
These past few days, she's been the only one in the family allowed to go out. At first, she wanted to ask for help, but her younger brother is in that person's hands, and her mother cried, begging her not to tell anyone. She told her to just bear it and wait a few days until the person leaves. Telling anyone now would not only damage their reputations but also harm her and her brother's children.
Although Lin Jiaojiao had a vague feeling that something was wrong, and every time she went out and saw the patrolling guards, she wanted to go up to them, she was only 15 years old after all. She was afraid that these people couldn't beat those people, afraid that if she was careless, her mother and younger brother would be in trouble, and afraid that it would affect the reputation of her sisters.
But after a few days, that feeling of unease grew stronger, especially after inquiring and hearing that those people were ruthless killers who didn't blink an eye, and that they were all untrustworthy bandits who would betray them if they went back on their word...
Looking at the firelight on the door and smelling the faint fragrance, Lin Jiaojiao's anxious heart instantly calmed down.
Song Jin, there was no one else but her.
Lin Jiaojiao hesitated for a moment, then carefully got up and went to the door. Her hand had barely touched the door frame when a rough voice came from next door: "What are you doing?"
Lin Jiaojiao immediately stopped, her face showing panic: "I, I, I need to use the restroom."
The other side: "Don't we have a chamber pot?"
Lin Jiaojiao closed her eyes and bit her lip: "Stinky."
Silence fell on the other end for a while. Then, a trembling voice came from across the room: "Go and come back quickly! If you dare to play any tricks, you'll lose your mother and brother's lives!"
Lin Jiaojiao bit her lip, steeling her resolve: "Mother, I know."
After dealing with them, Lin Jiaojiao tiptoed out and hurried towards the backyard toilet. Sure enough, she saw Song Jin there.
Her figure is very conspicuous wherever she is, making her hard to mistake.
Lin Jiaojiao hurried over and whispered, "Why are you here?"
Song Jin glanced at him lightly: "Didn't you send me?"
If Xiao Er hadn't specifically mentioned it, she would have completely forgotten about this person and wouldn't have bothered with it. At this moment, nothing else mattered more than her mother.
Lin Jiaojiao bit her lip, her already thin face looking even more gaunt, and the dark circles under her eyes had deepened, showing that she hadn't been having a good time lately.
She wanted to say she hadn't shouted, but she couldn't bring herself to say it.
Especially since Song Jin's expression wasn't very good at the moment. The usually carefree person had a somber look in her eyes and a suppressed aura. This reminded one of her earlier trip to fetch the doctor.
Lin Jiaojiao knew that it was best not to confront this person at a time like this, otherwise he might just turn around and leave, or even call the patrol team over, and then her mother and the others...
It was impossible to let them leave, but when it came to the matter at hand, Lin Jiaojiao still hesitated, as it concerned her family's reputation.
Seeing her still trying to hide her true intentions, Song Jin lifted his eyelids and said impatiently, "Are you going to talk or not? If you don't, I'll go call the patrol team. Do you really think these thieves are any good? Countless people have died in this area at the foot of the mountain lately. It's your family's business if you want to die, but don't drag the rest of the town into it."
Having grown up in a small town, Song Jin, though indiscriminate and disliking everyone, still harbored some affection. She could easily punish people, but watching them die was out of the question.
As soon as she finished speaking, Lin Jiaojiao's face turned pale, her body trembled slightly, and tears slowly welled up in her eyes, making her look even more pitiful. Even so, she still didn't say anything.
With her life hanging in the balance, worrying about reputation and so on was truly annoying for Song Jin. But thinking of her mother and putting herself in her shoes, her annoyance and impatience lessened somewhat.
Song Jin clicked her tongue lightly, trying to be patient as she said, "That man hasn't made a move yet because he's injured his leg. Once he's better, if he really wants to do something, it'll be too late for you women and children to regret it. Don't worry, now that I'm here, I won't let the patrol team interfere. I'll catch him in a bit and send him directly to the county tomorrow. It won't affect you."
Lin Jiaojiao asked tearfully, "Really?"
Song Jin: "Why would I lie to you?"
Lin Jiaojiao sniffed: "My mother, she... she doesn't get along with you guys."
Song Jin: "...I just wanted to teach him a lesson, but I didn't need to take the time like this. Hurry up and tell me, then I'll arrest him and go home to see my mother."
Lin Jiaojiao was worried again: "You, can you beat that person? He, he's incredibly tall, twice your size."
Song Jinfan: "I'd kill even if there were three of me. Stop being so indecisive. If you don't speak up, I'm really leaving. What kind of yamen runner or guard am I? It's not my job. I'm already being kind by helping out. Stop being so picky."
Lin Jiaojiao sniffed, feeling a little wronged but also inexplicably relieved. After hesitating for a while, she carefully said, "Then you absolutely can't tell anyone, especially my uncle and my dad. You absolutely can't let them know."
Song Jin became interested: "Why?"
Surely not? That bandit looks badly injured and is still on the run; he shouldn't be capable of anything truly evil. Besides, if he had really done something improper, Lin Jiaojiao wouldn't have this expression—worried, scared, ashamed, embarrassed…
There's definitely something wrong here, but then again, if there weren't any problems, the bandits wouldn't have entered through the front gate. Now it seems that either Lin Jiaojiao or Meihua let them in.
Lin Jiaojiao was truly ashamed to speak, but she couldn't leave it unsaid; the witness was still inside. Head bowed, she said shamefully, "My mother... my mother and her lover were caught by him. He's using this to threaten her. Please, please, they absolutely mustn't be found out. If they are, my mother will never be able to live again."
The biggest reason she dared not seek help was this: if this matter were discovered, her mother would definitely be divorced, and she and her sisters would be greatly affected. But to catch the bandit, she had no choice but to find someone.
Lin Jiaojiao was so anxious she was about to cry, wiping away her tears: "She really didn't mean it, it's...it's my dad, my dad is bad."
"..."
Seeing her so anxious that she was crying, Song Jin couldn't help but look up at the crescent moon. Her phoenix eyes remained calm, but her lips were tightly pursed, and her chin was taut to prevent herself from laughing out loud.
but
This is really big news!
Song Jin had only gone out to do a good deed as usual, never expecting to hear such shocking gossip. But if that's the case, then it does make sense why they're not hiring anymore.
Caught red-handed with her lover, Meihua dared not expose the affair. If Mayor Lin found out, she would be dead, and her children would be implicated. But speaking of this…
Song Jin lowered her head again, and asked with a hint of gossip, "Is your fourth child your father's?"
Judging from Lin Jiaojiao's appearance, she probably knew about this more than once. I didn't realize this girl was so good at keeping secrets.
Hearing this, Lin Jiaojiao's face instantly turned pale, then quickly flushed red. Finally, she looked at Song Jin with annoyance and embarrassment: "Are you here to arrest someone or to watch a show?"
This reaction...
Song Jin clicked her tongue inwardly, unsure whether to sympathize with Lin Laosan or gloat. Three daughters in the family, but only one child—and even that child might not be hers.
However, it had nothing to do with her. Although Mei Hua was a bit annoying, she had borne four children for the Lin family and managed the household all day long. A young and beautiful woman living alone at home year-round—she had only made a mistake that all men would make.
Lin Laosan, who often makes mistakes, will surely be able to forgive her minor errors.
Song Jin smiled slightly. It was true that watching drama was beneficial when you were in a bad mood; she was feeling much better now and said, "Don't worry, I have no interest in these trivial matters and won't spread them around."
With her assurance, Lin Jiaojiao finally felt relieved, but she was still worried: "What do we do now? That person is in the room, and he's holding my brother."
She was very afraid that arresting people would harm them.
Although her younger brother might not be her father's biological child, he was indeed her rightful younger brother. He was chubby and healthy, and she usually took care of him. He would be a great support for them in the future, and Lin Jiaojiao liked him very much.
Song Jin thought for a moment, then leaned close to her ear and whispered...
**
Inside the room, a man dressed in gray leaned against the bed, one of his legs bandaged and lying to one side. The bandage was stained with blood, some of it congealed black blood, others fresh blood that had just seeped out.
Looking at those useless legs, the man's expression turned extremely ugly, his hawk-like eyes filled with a gloomy glint.
As the manager of the silver mine, he had always been in charge of ore transportation and had never made a mistake in all this time. Who would have thought that he would be attacked by a tiger that day? He barely managed to escape back, but not long after, he was ambushed again.
He couldn't figure out how those people found their way there, no specific route. Even he wasn't sure he could have made it from the bottom of the mountain.
There must be traitors.
Fortunately, he knew the way, and taking advantage of the others' inattention, he rolled down the mountain and escaped. Although he sustained minor and major injuries along the way, they weren't serious. Once he got out of the forest, he could return to remind his master.
Then he stepped into the trap and broke his leg.
Thinking of this, the man gritted his teeth in hatred. If he found out which bastard had set the trap in the mountains, he would make him wish he were dead.
But fortunately, every cloud has a silver lining. After he painstakingly climbed out of the trap, he encountered the illicit couple again, and they grabbed the young man to threaten him.
He knew that catching the woman was useless; men were all the same—their vows were like empty promises, and once released, they'd be like rabbits, impossible to catch. He'd end up with a burden. It was better to catch the man and carry him, saving him the walk, and he could use it to blackmail the woman.
Sure enough, he found a place to recuperate without any problems.
He looked at the two trembling figures, Plum Blossom and Plum Blossom, who were huddled together in the corner with a dark expression. A ruthless glint flashed in his eyes. As a former Deadpool, how could he possibly let them go?
During this time, he also thoroughly investigated the situation here. Once he recovered from his injuries, the first thing he would do was to silence everyone who had seen his face, then leave with the caravan and resume serving his master.
The men's expressions softened slightly at the thought, but quickly changed again. He gripped the long sword that was always at his side and asked sharply, "Who?"
There were two more clatters outside the door, followed by a girl's tearful voice: "Mother, Mother, I fell down, it hurts so much!"
Meihua, who had been embracing her lover, immediately stood up anxiously, opened the door, and ran out, crying, "Jiaojiao, Jiaojiao, how did you fall? Let me see, let me see!"
Lin Jiaojiao cried, "It hurts, it really hurts!"
Meihua touched it and exclaimed, "Ah, bone! How did the bone come out? What should I do? Doctor, I'm going to find a doctor!"
Seeing that she was about to run away in a panic, the man in the room, his face grim, unfolded his knife and pressed down on the chubby baby beside him: "Come back here, do you still want your son's life?"
Meihua froze instantly, her legs feeling as heavy as lead. With her son on one side and her daughter on the other, she wiped away her tears in regret: "Sir, her bones are showing, we can't just ignore her..."
The woman's constant crying and sobbing irritated the man, who sheathed his knife and said, "Bring her in so I can see her. Women are useless."
Meihua wiped away her tears, trying to help the person up, but she couldn't quite manage it, so she turned her gaze to her lover inside.
The lover trembled and avoided her gaze.
Finally, the man in gray grew impatient: "Hurry up, pretty boy, go help!"
The lover then stood up with a sigh of relief and ran out to help: "Plum Blossom, Plum Blossom, I'm here! Don't be afraid, Jiaojiao!"
Mei Hua stared at him blankly, a flash of disappointment in her eyes. She couldn't quite describe the feeling in her heart, but unconsciously took a step back, carefully helped Lin Jiaojiao up, and led her inside to sit on the edge of the bed.
Lin Jiaojiao continued to groan, "It hurts, it hurts so much, Mom, is my leg broken?"
The man in gray, annoyed, snapped, "Shut up! If you cry again, I'll break your legs!"
As he spoke, he reached out to check Lin Jiaojiao's leg, but to his surprise, the smooth bone was protruding, indicating it had been dislocated.
The man in gray scoffed, "What's the big deal? It's just a dislocated bone. Bear with it, or I'll break it."
As he spoke, Lin Jiaojiao leaned against the bed, her hands trembling with fear. But looking at the vicious bandit, she gritted her teeth, closed her eyes tightly, and then, with all her might, caught him off guard, threw the long knife from the bed far away.
The man who was about to fix her leg suddenly changed his expression, grabbing Lin Jiaojiao's neck menacingly: "You bitch, do you want to die?"
Lin Jiaojiao kept her eyes tightly closed, silently enduring the pain.
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Before she could finish reading, the grip on her neck had already disappeared.
Lin Jiaojiao mustered her courage and opened her eyes, only to see the robber, who had seemed ferocious to them, lying there like a dead dog. His arms, thicker than their thighs, were now limp and hanging down at his sides. He stared with his large, bell-like eyes, as if trying to say something, but his mouth was gagged with a strip of cloth, and he could only make muffled sounds.
Song Jin clapped her hands with a hint of disdain, then jumped off the bed and snapped her fingers at the dumbfounded Mei Hua.
Mei Hua exclaimed in horror, "W-what are you doing here?"
Song Jin glanced at Lin Jiaojiao, whose leg was still broken, and said nonchalantly, "My mother is sick again and isn't in a good mood, so I came out to find something to do. I didn't expect to do something good."
"..."
It wasn't hard to imagine what she meant by "what she originally intended to do." Meihua took two steps back in fright, embarrassed and scared, stammering, "Oh, is that so? Well, that's all right now. You, you should go back quickly, go back and take care of your mother."
Song Jin clicked her tongue: "Then I'll go call a doctor for Jiao Jiao?"
Meihua's thoughts returned to normal, and she tenderly threw herself into Lin Jiaojiao's arms, patting her back to comfort her: "Don't be afraid, Jiaojiao, don't be afraid. Does it hurt? Waaah, it's all Mommy's fault, it's all Mommy's fault..."
If she hadn't been momentarily blinded by greed, fearing exposure, and unable to bear losing her lover, she would never have brought this disaster upon her family.
Lin Jiaojiao finally came to her senses. Looking at the robbers who were tied up, she wanted to burst into tears, but a sharp pain in her leg interrupted her sobs.
Fortunately, it only lasted a moment, and the pain quickly disappeared.
Her broken leg healed completely without any pain, which was quite miraculous.
Song Jin stood up, not exchanging pleasantries with them, and looked at the person on the bed: "I'm taking this bastard with me. I'll send him to the county tomorrow. You can all rest now."
Lin Jiaojiao said gratefully, "Thanks, Song Jin."
Song Jin glanced at him: "Such a great favor, and you're just going to thank me with empty words?"
Lin Jiaojiao Plum Blossom: ...
Song Jin clicked her tongue again: "The biggest thanks you can give me is to stop causing my mother trouble in the future. I'm leaving now. Don't do anything stupid next time, or if I come back one day, I'm afraid I'll find your corpses."
Without giving them a chance to speak, she dragged the robbers out like dead dogs, and even considerately closed the door behind them.
Mei Hua, still reeling from her shock, looked anxiously at Lin Jiaojiao: "What if she tells anyone?"
Lin Jiaojiao pursed her lips: "She wouldn't."
Plum Blossom: "How could he not? This little tyrant has been unreasonable and lawless since he was a child. He even bullied you last time."
"Mother, she saved us, she saved our whole family!" Lin Jiaojiao raised her voice, her eyes filled with disappointment and grievance as she looked at Meihua. She sniffed, wiped her tearful eyes, went over and picked up her fourth son, who was almost paralyzed with fear, and pursed her lips.
"I'm taking my brother back. You can handle things here yourself."
As she spoke, she staggered away, carrying the person in her arms.
Only Plum Blossom and his lover remained in the room; as for what to do, that was the only option.
Plum Blossom sat on the ground, looking at her former lover, and bit her lip.
...
Song Jin didn't care about these things after her death.
Although she was still quite willing to join in the fun, it wasn't really appropriate, especially since she already had such a large group of people to deal with.
Song Jin dragged the person out of Mei Hua's house, threw the person on the ground, and then looked around, looking conflicted.
Should she go find a cart to push it?
Forget it, that seems a bit troublesome. I'll just drag it along; it won't take much effort anyway.
He's a useless person
The man, whose skin had been rubbed raw along the way, struggled weakly, but to little avail. Although he was tall, he weighed less than 200 pounds. With a little manipulation, he was no match for the rough, unyielding beasts she had previously dragged; she handled him with ease.
As for the person's comfort level, that was not a consideration for her.
The night was now much deeper, and the cool night breeze felt pleasant on his skin, which improved Song Jin's mood considerably. It seemed that when you weren't feeling well, you should get some fresh air and do some physical activity.
Song Jin, humming a tune, strolled along the road, dragging the person along. She even took a longer route, circling the paddy fields before finally setting the person aside. She then squatted down to wash her hands, leisurely...
"Come out, the person is in your hands now, is that alright?"
Qi Zheng emerged from behind the tree. His figure was broad and tall, his black clothes exuding a cold and austere air in the night. He silently observed Song Jin's profile before finally settling on the lifeless robber beside her, and nodded.
I will personally explain this matter to Magistrate Xiao.
Song Jin continued squatting and washing her hands: "Don't you think she's being unchaste and doesn't want to seek 'justice' for you men?"
Qi Zheng remained silent for a long time before saying, "In my early years, I traveled the world and heard of a couple who had been childhood sweethearts. They had three sons and two daughters and lived a happy and harmonious life, known throughout the county as a loving couple. Unexpectedly, one day, the wife suddenly threw herself into a well, leaving everyone puzzled. After some questioning, it turned out that the man was infertile, and the children were all born to his wife and another man. Although he was in great pain, he still regarded them as his own children until one day the truth came out, and the wife committed suicide out of shame."
After hearing this, Song Jin scoffed, "What a good man, a good husband, and a good father!"
Qi Zheng said, "Yes, that's why the children couldn't bear to see their father suffer like this. After they came of age, they voluntarily severed ties with him and 'incidentally' accused their father of conspiring with outsiders to rape their mother and drive her to her death. I think that since this man, who has acted in this way, still wants a son, it's a good deed for this woman to volunteer to have a son for her husband tonight."
"..."
This angle is a bit too unusual.
Song Jin couldn't tell whether this man was just placating her or being sincere. However, as a prince, he shouldn't need to lie about this matter. She was somewhat at a loss for words: "What happened to the five children and the man in the end?"
Qi Zheng: "The man was executed, but it was still a big mistake for the son to accuse his father. The eldest son who led the charge was stripped of his academic titles and forced to flee to a distant place with his four younger brothers and sisters."
Song Jin scoffed: "Being a father is truly remarkable."
Qi Zheng nodded: "That's just how the world is."
After they finished speaking, the two fell silent again.
To be honest, there wasn't a single conflict between them; in fact, there was some business-to-business camaraderie between them. Although this camaraderie was as fragile as sand, easily destroyed with a breath, it wasn't a doomed relationship.
Song Jin washed her hands, got up and wiped them on her clothes, asking somewhat unclearly, "Is she dead?"
Qi Zheng: "I just fainted, nothing serious. I took a piece of ginseng root to add to the medicine, and I should be able to set off back tomorrow."
Song Jin remained silent, looking at the person, unable to discern their meaning.
Is this an implication that she should replenish ginseng roots, or is it simply a suggestion to replenish ginseng roots?
She pressed her tongue against her teeth, tentatively saying, "The ginseng rootlets just made up for the missing market price, so you still profited."
A fleeting hint of regret crossed Qi Zheng's face, but he quickly regained his composure: "That's true."
Song Jin: ...
Forgive her bluntness, but she had never seen such a stingy prince. He shouldn't be this poor, given his attire.
Song Jin curled her lip, took out a paper packet from her belt and tossed it over: "Top-quality Ganoderma lucidum powder, I'll give it to you since you're being reasonable."
Based on Qi Zheng's behavior throughout, she actually had a rather favorable impression of him.
Not ignorant, quite clever, intelligent, and possessing a decent sense of justice.
Qi Zheng steadily caught the paper packet, which weighed no more than half an ounce, brought it to his nose and sniffed it lightly. His eyes deepened, and his expression showed a hint of envy: "What a wonderful place."
He's a good person; he's willing to share such a valuable item that can increase internal energy.
Qi Zheng's frugal conscience also ached slightly. After pondering for a while, he said, "Song Xingzhi wants to take you away for two reasons: first, he suspects you are the Prime Minister's biological daughter; second, he is worried about you. The Prime Minister has made many enemies over the years, including some treacherous individuals. He fears those people might harm you and your mother, threatening the Prime Minister."
Upon hearing this, Song Jin regretted giving him the gift. She scoffed, "What, is the renowned Prime Minister Song so kind-hearted? Can someone who merely resembles another person really threaten him?"
Her face was brimming with arrogance and fearlessness. She possessed unparalleled martial arts skills and was quick-witted and agile, yet she seemed invincible. However, even ants can kill an elephant; no matter how skilled a fighter is, they cannot withstand the wickedness of the human heart.
However, these things cannot be understood simply by talking about them. Qi Zheng only asked, "If the person you despise has someone in your arms who resembles you, what would you do?"
Needless to say, Song Jin's disgusted expression said it all.
Qi Zheng: "It's not a threat, but it's enough to annoy people."
Song Jin rolled her eyes, feeling somewhat exasperated. She wasn't as angry anymore, but she still didn't have a pleasant expression. She said, "Even if I'm dead, insane, or stupid, it has nothing to do with him. Tell him not to appear in front of me again, or it won't be so simple next time."
Qi Zheng didn't agree. He wasn't usually a talkative person, but having received a favor from Song Shang and now taking advantage of the young girl, he considered it for a moment and said...
"This might not work."
Song Jin stared blankly at Qi Zheng, stretched out her hand, and said irritably, "Give me back my things."
Qi Zheng deftly put the items into his back pocket and said seriously, "This won't do either."
Song Jin: ...
This prince has such a thick skin!
She said disdainfully, "Are you really a prince? You seem like a fake."
Qi Zheng stated frankly, "It shouldn't be. They've checked many times; I am indeed genuine."
These words are quite profound. Song Jin looked at Qi Zheng thoughtfully, and then heard him say, "It seems you don't know, but I grew up among the common people and was only brought back to the capital by Prime Minister Song last year. He has done me a great favor."
Song Jin raised an eyebrow: "What, are you going to take me back to repay a debt of gratitude? Forgive my bluntness, but you alone might not be enough."
Qi Zheng shook his head: "Listen to me. Because of this matter, I specifically asked someone to look into Chief Minister Song. He will turn forty in two months. In recent years, his backyard has been quiet and deserted, with no wife or concubines. Although some of his methods are excessive, overall he is an upright person."
Song Jin almost burst out laughing: "He has no wife or concubines? What, did Song Xingzhi spring from a stone?"
Qi Zheng nodded: "They're pretty much the same. All five of his children were brought back from outside; none of them are his biological children."
If this were discussed at another time, Song Jin might have been somewhat interested, but now she couldn't be bothered to listen: "That's none of my business."
Qi Zheng ignored her dejected expression and continued, "Prime Minister Song never cared about outside rumors, except for the matter of his parents, which is taboo in the capital."
Song Jin raised an eyebrow: "You mean he killed his father?"
In this era that values filial piety, this is a sin that Song Shang can never wash away. No matter the reason, his patricide is an act of utter depravity.
Qi Zheng's expression gradually turned serious: "What I want to talk about is his mother's matter."
Song Jin picked at his ear and said casually, "I'm all ears."
Qi Zheng: "The Prime Minister Song's biological mother's surname was Qu, and she once gave him the courtesy name Maoze."
Song Jin: ? ? ?
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