Chapter 9 Linglong Seven Tips

(Kneeling for collection, fattening and killing.)

Jiang Bin's appearance is rough, but he is as careful as his hair. He doesn't seem to be annoyed by Song Nan's refusal. His smile does not change, and he and Song Nan pushes a cup.

That Fanggu's craftsmanship is really good. The ordinary home-cooked ingredients are really delicious, especially the plate of spicy rabbit meat. Song Nan's mouth is full of oil and admiration. This is the first time she has eaten such delicious food in more than ten days.

Aunt Fang was also spicy and capable. Jiang Bin asked her to drink a few cups, but she did not refuse. She took a small wine cup and drank several cups with Song Nan. The snow-white cheeks that drank straight flew red, bright and irreparable. Jiang Bin's eyes were straight, and even Song Nan was angry and did not dare to look directly.

Song Nan can see that the reason why Jiang Bin patronizes this ordinary restaurant is that the two are very familiar with each other, but they don't seem to have that relationship. On the contrary, although Jiang Bin occasionally jokes, as long as the aunt frowns, Jiang Bin immediately shuts up and dares not make a bad thing, but he doesn't know why; according to Normally, if Jiang Bin, as Weiqianhu in Weizhou, has any idea about Fang Gu, an ordinary restaurant owner should be unable to refuse, but she doesn't know what this woman is from.

"Song, if you have nothing to do in the future, you can often come to the shop to take care of your business. Although the shop is quiet and simple, the food is clean and the environment is quiet, which is most suitable for a brother like you who likes quiet." After drinking a glass of wine, Aunt Fang smiled with a white veil stained with wine stains on her lips.

Jiang Bin said jealously, "How did Aunt Fang know that Mr. Song is a quiet brother? Aunt Fang is very interested in my little brother.

Aunt Fang said, "Lord Jiang has come to bully us ordinary people again. Mr. Song is a friend of Lord Jiang. Didn't Lord Jiang say that he likes the small shop of the slave family? As the saying goes, 'people are divided into groups', and Lord Jiang's friends naturally like to be quiet. Is what the slave family said wrong?

Jiang Bin laughed and said, "So it's so. What a sharp mouth, but it's a pity that you're going to guess wrong this time. Brother Song and I have known each other for less than two hours. Even I don't know what he likes and hates. How can you guess?"

Fang Guqi said, "You have just known each other for two hours? This is amazing. Is this the same at first sight? Which big family did Mr. Song come from?

Song Nan smiled and said, "I'm not the son of a large family, just a grassy people. The family is surrounded by walls and lives in poverty."

Jiang Bin smiled and said, "Our smart boss's wife has also lost her eyes this time. Do you think Jiang Bin's friends are all dignitaries and nobles?"

Aunt Fang smiled and said, "The slave family is blind. Just punish yourself a cup, and adults don't have to talk." After saying that, he picked up the glass and took a sip. He put down the glass and smiled, "The slave family is curious. How did the two big men, Lord Jiang and Mr. Song, become the same at first sight? Can you talk to the slave family?"

Jiang Bin drank a little, and Fang's inquiry, and he couldn't refuse, so he told the original story of the morning. Song Nan winced repeatedly, and he turned a blind eye to it. Song Nan didn't want this matter to be abuzz, and in addition, he was suspected of being a scoundrel in the morning, so it was not worth publicized, but still Jiang Bin, who can't stop his mouth from getting hot.

Aunt Fang looked at Song Nan while listening. When she heard Song Nan bite Song Huan and say that he was not the blood of the Song family, she covered her little mouth and giggled. For a long time, she opened her little mouth and gasped and said, "Mr. Song really has a way to return him in his own way. He is smart and too Smart, but this is not like what a scholar should do, but a bit like a ruffian on the street.

Song Nan blushed and said, "I'm not a scholar in the first place. I'm afraid that I won't have a chance with the imperial examination in my life. I only believe in one sentence. Good people have their own good retribution, and bad people have their own evil people's grinding. If others are rude to me, I will be rude to him. If others respect me three points, I will respect him."

Aunt Fang nodded and said, "Well said, this world needs some chivalry, otherwise the people will not live. Aunt Fang will have a cup of your son for what you just said."

Song Nan thanked and drank. Jiang Bin said, "Why do I think I'm a superfluous person, but you two seem to be the same at first sight."

Fanggu blushed and spat, took a cup with Jiang Bin for a drink, and Jiang Bin was satisfied.

"The slave family really wants to know what Mr. Song said about the way to prove his own flesh and blood. Mr. Song has passed away for five years, and other people's words are not credible, but you say you can prove it. Why is that? Since you can prove it, why don't you use this method to prove it? Aunt Fang listened to the story very carefully, and Jiang Bin didn't pay attention to it. He thought it was just Song Nan's joke.

"Do you really have a way to distinguish between biological and non- biological?" Jiang Bin asked with chopsticks.

Song Nan smiled and said, "Of course, otherwise if Lord Jiang doesn't happen to pass by in the morning and I go to the government office to sue, how can I prove that I am a descendant of the Song family? It's just that this method is not easy to use, or Song Huan can use it, but it's inconvenient for me to use it.

"Why is that?" Aunt Fang and Jiang Bin asked almost in one voice.

"It's very simple. What's the easiest way to distinguish the blood of father and son?"

"Why is it difficult to recognize relatives with blood? However, Mr. Song has been dead for five years, and his flesh and blood have already turned into dust. I'm afraid there are only white bones left. Of course, this method won't work. Jiang Bin thought about it.

Song Nan smiled and said, "There are many solutions to things, such as paternity test, but it is not a method of blood recognition."

Song Nanxin said: Not to mention turning into white bones in later generations, even if there is only one strand of hair left can be identified by DNA comparison, but you don't know.

"Is there any other way? I'd like to ask for advice." Jiang Bin is interested.

"Of course, and there was a way very early. As early as Zhao Song, have you heard of a famous criminal officer named Song Ci?"

"Soong Ci? I haven't heard of it." Jiang Bin shook his head.

Aunt Fang nodded slowly and said, "This slave family has heard of it. The grandfather of the slave family has worked as a county government, and there are many books in the family, one of which is called "Redress of Grievances", which seems to be written by Song Ci."

Song Nan pointed out and praised: "Fang Gu's good memory. This book is indeed written by Song Ci, and in the Collection of Injustice, it is clearly written how to use the bones to identify the parent-child relationship, which is called bone recognition. The blood of the parent-child drops on the bones, and the blood drops into the bones is the parent-child. Otherwise, it will roll down and not be pentrance. I That's the way I said.

"Ah?" Jiang Bin and Fanggu took a deep breath. Do they have to dig out Song De's grave and open the coffin? This is a matter of disrespect and unfilial. No wonder Song Nan said that Song Huan was available, but he couldn't use it. Fortunately, Song Huan didn't allow him to say this method. Otherwise, once he was dizzy, he really dug his father's grave for the sake of everyone's business. Although it could prove the biological relationship, the name of great unfilial and disrespect could not be lost. Song Fu It's over in Weizhou.

Jiang Bin was secretly shocked that Song Nan was more calculating than he thought and actually ambushed such a fierce backhand. Is Song Huan and son his opponents? If they go to the government, Song Nan will definitely throw this method away.

Jiang Bin has an indescribable feeling about Song Nan. Jiang Binzhi is not young, but feels that he is not smart enough. Originally, when he met Song Nan's means to deal with Song Mansion, he had the intention to pull him to be his own staff and work hard for himself. Only now did he understand that Song Nan's ability is much bigger than he thought, a small thing to repay his family business. He can prepare several trends and possibilities to deal with them one by one, which is exactly his dream think tank; Jiang Bin is determined to weave Song Nanluo under his command to contribute for himself anyway.

Song Nan was also drunk. Then she said these words. Seeing that the two had different faces, she was shocked to lose her mouth, but Song Nan didn't care, so she looked up at the sky, got up and arched her hand and smiled, "Jiang Qianhu, Aunt Fang, I haven't been home for a long time. My family must have been anxious to wait, but I was It was taken away by the thousands of Lords of Zhouwei. If you don't know the inside story, you may think that I have a big deal. I'd better go back and report that I'm safe, so I'll leave.

Jiang Bin laughed and said, "Well, let's talk about it. I came to the door another day to apologize to Lingtang, which scared him."

Fang Gu restrained and whispered, "Mr. Song is easy to leave and often comes to take care of the slave's business."

Song Nan arched her hand and walked out of the door. Behind her, Aunt Fang's voice came: "Lord Jiang, please do your own way. I'm a little dizzy after drinking some water and wine. I have to rest for a while. It's rude."

Song Nan turned her head and saw that Aunt Fang quickly entered the room and tied the door, leaving Jiang Bin standing in the yard stunned, looking embarrassed.