Zhao Defang's road to the virtuous king

"Oh? What case?"

"It is said that when Mr. Zhang learned about Hangzhou, a young man sued his brother-in-law to divide the family property. However, his brother-in-law has a will left by his father-in-law. It is clearly stated in the will that if the father-in-law dies, the family property will be in charge of the brother-in-law. After the young man becomes an adult, [-]% of the property will go to the brother-in-law, and [-]% will go to the young man.”

Defang nodded, "Then it's very clear. Why is this young man suing his brother-in-law?"

"We need to divide the property more."

"Since there is a will, why should he sue?"

"Master Zhang really judged the young man to win."

"Really? Why?"

"When the young man's father was writing his will, he was only three years old, but his sister and brother-in-law were both in their twenties. After interviewing, the neighbors thought that the brother-in-law was greedy for money. Mr. Zhang read the will again, and he wrote a sentence at the end of the will. In other words, if young people are not satisfied with the distribution of family property after they grow up, they can appeal to the government for adjudication."

Defang thought for a while, "This last sentence is intriguing."

"My lord," Concubine Di said, "I also feel that this young man's father has other intentions in writing this sentence."

But Xu handed over "Father and Queen Mother said that Master Zhang thought so. After reading the will several times, Master Zhang ordered someone to fetch wine and pour it on the ground, then cupped his hands and said to the sky, "The old man is wise!clever! "

"Where is Gao Ming?"

"Master Zhang said to the young man's brother-in-law, your father-in-law's will is very clever. Because the youngest son was only three years old when he died, he entrusted you to take care of him. If you don't write this will, you will definitely find a way to embezzle all the property. You won’t treat your youngest son well, and when your youngest son grows up, you’re afraid you’ll have no money, so your father-in-law wrote a will, asking you to take care of your youngest son for [-]% of your property, and then let him take the will and ask the government to give him justice.”

"Hmm." Defang tapped her finger on the table, "It makes sense, it makes sense!"

"Father, Mr. Zhang also said that family property has always been passed on to sons and not to daughters, and to daughters and not to outsiders, so it was judged that [-]% of the family property should go to the young man and [-]% to his brother-in-law."

"That's right, such a verdict can be justified in terms of reason and law. If the old man has a spirit in heaven, he must be very gratified to know that Mr. Zhang can understand his long-term intentions for his young son."

"What the father said is that Mr. Zhang said that the old man made such a will. Even if the government distributes according to the will, at least the youngest son will not be penniless on the streets, and will not be harmed during the years of growing up."

"Master Zhang is really clever." Defang smiled, "Xu'er, go invite the national players now, and you also go to Zhang's mansion to see together. If Master Zhang doesn't want to, just say it's the order of the king."

"Yes, Father." Wei Xu got up, and Concubine Di said, "My lord, Xu'er hasn't eaten yet, let's go after eating."

"Madam, if Mrs. Zhang is really ill, I can't delay, and I feel sorry for Xu'er, but I'll be fine after a while of hunger."

Wei Xu nodded, "Mother, my son, please go with the national team, and I will be back soon."

"Okay, go quickly, the queen mother will ask Ke'er to warm up the food for you."

"Thank you, queen." Wei Xu turned around and left the dining hall, and took the national champion Jin Shangde to Zhang's mansion. After more than an hour, he returned to the palace. Defang asked, "National champion, what's wrong with Mr. Zhang?"

"Go back to the prince, it's a brain tumor."

"Brain tumor?" Defang was very surprised, got up and asked, "How is Mr. Zhang doing now?"

"Used in the brain, slightly swollen, quite disturbing to the towel, nearly daily headache, accompanied by vomiting, walking unsteadily."

"So serious? Is it recoverable?"