Madam, don't do this!

Chapter 32 How many green hats are there? (Please read and vote)
puff!
Song Hongtao just drank the tea in his mouth and spat it out instantly.

Song Yan shook his sleeves in disgust, took out a handkerchief, and wiped the tea off his sleeves. He thought to himself, "You're such a grown man, how can you be so intolerant? Isn't it just a son who is not yours?"

What's the big deal?
Besides Song Zhen, you have seven other sons, and maybe none of them are yours.

This guy, you'll get used to it once you get used to it.

Butler Wang next to him was also stunned.

So exciting.

Is this something he can listen to?
Song Hongtao was panting heavily, his face turning pale and blue before he could catch his breath. With a loud slap, he slammed his hand on the armrest and shouted, "You bastard, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Song Yan sighed, "I also think that Mrs. Liang is talking nonsense. The eldest lady comes from a wealthy family, how could she do such a vile thing?"

"Father knows about these gossipy women. They're always gossiping everywhere. If anyone else hears them, it will be very detrimental to the Duke's Mansion and your reputation. So I've locked them all up temporarily."

Song Hongtao's anger subsided a little: "You did a good job on this matter."

My dear son, blood is thicker than water.

Although he had treated him badly before, he still sided with his old father at the critical moment. Thinking of this, Song Hongtao was actually a little moved.

However, his brows wrinkled slightly.

Seeing Song Hongtao's expression, Steward Wang shook his head slightly. There was a huge gap between their levels. He couldn't compete with the Ninth Young Master...

Saying that the eldest lady came from a wealthy family and would not do anything dirty would only make the master think that Song Yan was young and naive and ignorant of the world. However, as a nobleman himself, Song Hongtao knew very well how filthy the wealthy families were.

evidence?

No need for that kind of thing.

As long as we can plant a seed of doubt in the master's mind, we will be victorious.

Song Hongtao is ambitious but lacks wisdom, and is suspicious by nature. Naturally, he will follow the target drawn by Song Yan and recall everything that happened before. Many normal things will become abnormal.

Is this the Ninth Young Master’s back-up plan?

They keep saying nonsense, but they push people into hell step by step.

Song Hongtao was drinking tea. He seemed to want to act as if he didn't care, but the surface of the water in the teacup was rippling with disordered rhythm.

Just like his heart, it was not at peace.

For a moment, the study fell into a deadly depression.

Song Yan didn't say anything more, just stopped there, slowly picked up the teacup and took a sip.

By the way, the tea soup is really hard to appreciate. When you drink it in one sip, it tastes sour, salty, bitter and spicy, refreshing and invigorating. Coupled with the dark brown color, those who know it is tea tasting, and those who don’t know it might think it is drinking Chinese medicine.

This was an ancient way of cooking tea. The tea leaves had to be ground into powder and made into tea balls. Onions, ginger, salt, dates, mint, orange peel, etc. were then added and boiled together. The result was tea soup.

What's more, some people drink tea by mixing tea leaves into a paste with water.

Tea brewed with boiling water is considered stir-fried tea, which began to appear around the Song Dynasty and gradually became popular. Perhaps you can find a way to stir-fry tea and make some money, but of course people's living habits cannot be changed overnight.

Song Hongtao, who was sitting in the main seat, saw that Song Yan had not moved, and he became a little restless. He really wanted to confirm whether he was being labeled.

He placed the teacup on the table, deliberately making a little noise, and then said, "What else did Mrs. Liang say?"

"They are just some dirty words. It's better not to listen to them. Don't pollute your father's ears." Song Yan sneered and said softly.

Song Hongtao's lips twitched slightly. At this moment, he looked like a poor guy who heard that his wife was cheating on him, was unwilling to believe it, but wanted to know more details.

Song Hongtao forced a smile and said, "It's okay. I just want to know how these slaves plot against their masters behind their backs."

"Well," Song Yan sat up straight. "That old woman Liang said she got up at night and happened to see a figure leaving the eldest lady's room. Judging from the figure, it was a man."

"Not long after, the eldest lady became pregnant. After ten months of pregnancy, she gave birth to my fifth brother, Song Zhen."

Song Hongtao narrowed his eyes and asked, "Did Mrs. Liang tell me who that man is?"

"No, it was pitch dark after all, so it was hard to tell it was a man, and I couldn't make out his features clearly."

Only the truth is sincere. "But Mrs. Liang did say that there happened to be a guest at the Duke's Mansion at the time. It was the cousin of the eldest lady who came from Huilong Yang family."

"What was it called? I can't remember."

At this point, Song Yan changed the subject: "However, this is absolutely impossible. After all, being a cousin is against human ethics. How is this possible?"

"The eldest lady comes from a prominent family, is well-educated and well-mannered, and would never do such a thing."

However, Song Hongtao's breathing suddenly stopped, and his face showed an indescribable distortion.

Cousin?

Cousin?

What's impossible?
Although this son was filial, he was too naive after all. He had no idea how dirty and disgusting those so-called aristocratic families were.

Uncle and sister-in-law, father-in-law and daughter-in-law, mother and son, brother and sister...

noble?

Just a bunch of filthy beasts.

In this world, there is nothing they can't do, only things you can't think of.

Speaking of which, Song Hongtao also had some impression of that so-called cousin. Thinking about it carefully, it seemed that the man was indeed very similar to Song Zhen.

However, Song Zhen was too young at the time, and since others said that his nephew looked like his uncle, he didn't think much about it.

Looking back now, it was foolish. The Huilong and Langya Yang families had been separated for a hundred or two hundred years. How much of their bloodline was left? That so-called uncle was probably no better than a stranger, so how could they be so similar?

"Butler Wang..."

"What was the name of the person who came from Long Yang's family?" Song Hongtao asked in a hoarse voice, his voice trembling.

Butler Wang looked at Song Hongtao with some worry, he looked a bit pitiful.

But he still spoke: "Yang Zhen!"

Yang Zhen!

Song Zhen!

Song Hongtao's body trembled violently, and his old face turned red, blue, and white, as brilliant as a rainbow.

Song Yan was a little surprised. It was really hard to believe that a person's face could have such complex and wonderful colors.

Are you not even willing to change your name? Song Hongtao still remembers that it was Yang who insisted on naming Song Zhen. It happened that there was a thunderclap when Song Zhen was born, so they named him Zhen, hoping that he would become famous in the future.

Same name, extremely similar appearance.

It’s confirmed, he was cheated on!

He, Song Hongtao, the head of the Song family and Duke of Song, was cuckolded by his wife. If it weren't for his truly filial son, Song Yan, he would have been kept in the dark until his death, right?
Looking back now, could that loud thunder on that day be a warning from heaven to me?
Just as Butler Wang expected, as long as he had a target in mind, everything Song Hongtao could think of turned into arrows shot towards the bull's eye.

Suddenly, Song Hongtao's expression changed again. It was confirmed that Yang had committed adultery, but who could guarantee that Yang had only committed adultery this time?
Who can guarantee that there is only one adulterer?
Who can guarantee that the other seven sons are all his?
The doubts in his heart were like a flood bursting through a dam, irritating Song Hongtao's sensitive nerves.

Song Yun, Song Lu and others do look somewhat similar to me.

But if you think about it carefully, you will find that compared to their father, they seem to be more similar to their second brother Song Jincheng.

Especially the sixth brother, Song Zhe, who is almost cut from the same mold as Song Jincheng.

Moreover, Song Jincheng specially brought Song Zhe to the capital and took the initiative to introduce him to the dean of Bailu Academy... For the sake of a nephew, Song Jincheng was so open-hearted and willing to sacrifice so many personal connections?

Uncle and sister-in-law?

Could it be that Song Zhe is actually...

Yang, this damn bitch, how many times has she cheated on him?
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