Song Xifeng has always known that his methods will not be recognized by others, so he did not let other subordinates participate in this matter, and closed the door to judge Zhou Liniang.

Jiale had accidentally broken the matter, so he left Jiale alone to cooperate with him.

She also has the courage, knowing what is on the plate, but without the slightest fear, she is holding the wooden plate at this time, standing straight beside Zhou Liniang, waiting for Song Dongfeng's orders.

Inside the plate was something covered with a white cloth and a bowl filled with water.

The patriarch straightened up slightly, looked at the plate, and asked curiously, "What is this?" ”

Song Xifeng didn't answer, but just stretched out his hand to uncover the white cloth.

The patriarch saw the pink mass of things, frowned, and said, "It's so small, what kind of thing?" Is it an unborn kitten? ”

He didn't know what it was, but Zhou Liniang knew it clearly.

Even though she regarded her child as an object of struggle for power from the beginning, and never had half a mother-son relationship, but when she thought that this was a piece of meat dug from her body alive, she immediately roared at Song Xifeng like crazy.

This monster!

This bloody monster!

But she was gagged, and her injuries were severe, and her roar was not loud, just like a whimper.

Song Xifeng appreciated her resentful expression and said to the patriarch: "Patriarch, the child in Zhou Liniang's womb is not my father's at all, and my mother naturally does not have the idea of murdering the heir." ”

The patriarch chuckled and said, "How do you prove it? ”

Song Xifeng asked, "Has the patriarch ever heard of a drop of blood to recognize his relatives?" ”

Naturally, the patriarch had heard of it.

Occasionally, someone in the Song family suspects that his wife and concubine are stealing, and suspects that the child is not biological, so he proves it by recognizing his relatives by dropping blood, and every time he is asked to judge, he is very familiar with it.

"I've heard of blood confessions. It's just that the child in Zhou Liniang's womb is only less than two months, even if you want to recognize your relatives with blood, you have to wait until she gives birth to the child. ”

Song Xifeng smiled and shook his head: "Don't be so troublesome. Just take it out and drop blood to recognize your relatives. Moreover, her child is more than three months old. ”

In fact, time alone can prove that this child is not his father's, but I am afraid that I will not be able to stop the patriarch's mouth like that, so it is safest to take it out and drip blood to recognize his relatives.

As he spoke, he pointed to the contents of the plate: "This is the flesh and bone in Zhou Liniang's abdomen." ”

The patriarch of the Song clan was taken aback: "What...... What? How is this possible?! ”

In the past, if the children of the Song family found out that a woman was pregnant, they would drink medicine and have a miscarriage, but if it was less than four months old, the most that fell would be a mess of blood, how could it still have a shape?

The patriarch was incredulous: "Impossible! This must have gotten a kitten from somewhere......"

Song Xifeng didn't rush to explain, and took out the things stuffed in Zhou Liniang's mouth without hurrying.

Zhou Liniang immediately scolded: "Song Xifeng! You beast, you can even do the work of disembowelment, you will definitely go to hell! If you have the ability, kill me, and I won't let you go! ”

Song Xifeng plucked his ears and frowned slightly.

Zhou Liniang's voice was too sharp and harsh.

He blocked Zhou Liniang's mouth again, looked back at the patriarch of the Song clan, and asked with a smile, "Patriarch, are you credible now?" ”

The patriarch sat down on the chair behind him, looked at Song Xifeng with a pale face, his lips trembled, and he couldn't say a word.

Song Xifeng took out a knife and cut his fingers, and then from the ...... The thing also had blood taken from it, and it fell into the water, and it didn't mix.

He is a modern person, so he naturally knows that there is no scientific basis for recognizing relatives by blood.

But the ancients believed this, and he could use this to make some articles.

He took the bowl of water and showed it to the patriarch.

"You should believe it now, right? What Zhou Liniang is pregnant with is indeed not my father's flesh and blood. Naturally, my mother's charge of murdering the heirs of the Song family is not established. ”

The patriarch desperately ducked back, a pair of cloudy old eyes shot a frightened light, afraid of the things on the wooden plate, but he couldn't help but look up......

Song Xifeng said nonchalantly: "Patriarch, you have ruined my mother's reputation in front of the Song clan, and even made the streets known, how is this called my mother?" You have to explain it clearly to them and tell them that my mother is right, she conspired with Zhou Liniang to slander my mother, otherwise, I will think of other ways to prove it. ”

The patriarch leaned back too much, and the chair did not support his body, and he fell backwards suddenly.

He fell on all fours, and his head hit the ground with a "bang", and he suddenly lost consciousness.

Song Xifeng put the bowl in his hand back on the wooden plate, and sighed: "Doctor Yu, help me see if he is dead, if he dies, it will be troublesome." ”

Yu Ling stepped forward to check it, and sighed in his heart, at such an age, he fell again, although he couldn't die for a while, but it was enough for him to bear it. It is estimated that 80% of people will have a stroke.

He pinched the patriarch's midriff, and soon the patriarch woke up.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Song Xifeng's face, as if he had seen some ghost, and he screamed in fright and hurriedly crawled outside with his hands and feet.

Crawling to the door, the patriarch hurriedly pushed the door open and escaped, and the family he brought with him hurriedly helped him up, and asked puzzledly: "Master, what's the matter?" ”

The patriarch looked into the distance blankly, muttering a sentence: "The Lin family is right, it was me and the Zhou family who conspired to slander her, and the Lin family is right......"

In the front hall, Jiale looked at the patriarch who was being carried away by the family, and turned around and asked Song Xifeng: "Fourth young master, is the patriarch frightened crazy?" ”

Song Xifeng shook his head gently: "Pretend." He lived for such an age, and he must have done a lot of things to execute children with his own hands in the past, how could he be frightened crazy. ”

Jiale thought about it, nodded, felt that it made sense, and asked again, "Then do you want to chase?" ”

Song Xifeng glanced at Second Uncle Song and Zhou Liniang, who were still kneeling on the ground.

Zhou Liniang was panting, and her last strength had already been used to scold him just now.

Second Uncle Song was completely paralyzed with fright, and he didn't even dare to breathe for a long time.

Song Xifeng shook his head and said, "Don't worry, continue to settle accounts with them another day." I'm hungry now, I have to eat first. ”

As he spoke, he looked at Yu Ling and said, "Doctor Yu, can you enjoy your face and stay and eat together?" ”

Yu Ling can't eat. Although he is a doctor who usually uses knives, and he is used to torture in the spy bureau, he has no appetite for food now.

In addition to doing business, Song Xifeng actually has talent in this area, and it is a waste of talent not to study new torture for the spy bureau.

Yu Ling hurriedly shook his head: "No need, I have to go back to my master and say goodbye." ”

Before leaving, he stole a glance at Jiale.

She watched it all from the sidelines, but there was nothing wrong with it at all.

This county lord and Song Xifeng really get along.

Sure enough, people with royal blood...... It's not to be underestimated!

After he left, Song Xifeng ordered someone to take Second Uncle Song and Zhou Liniang down and lock them up first, and then went to let the next person prepare dinner.

He's really hungry, can he not be hungry after a long day's work.

He has always had high requirements for eating, personally arranged a table of dishes, and specially prepared a few suitable for Song Beibei to eat.

When the meal was almost ready, Qin Shaoyu also sent Song Beibei back.