Reborn and married to uncle, husband and wife teamed up to abuse scum.

Tang Rong was still somewhat lucky. Thanks to a series of suggestions from Mr. Gong Yang, the imperial court had undertaken a lot of large-scale construction projects in recent years, including dredging rivers and building bridges, so he did not have to serve far away.

Less than 500 miles from Kyoto, a river was being dredged, and a valley had to be dug for this purpose. Tang Rong was assigned to serve here. Naturally, he would suffer, but it was not far from the capital, making it convenient for Tang Gang to take care of him.

"I heard that to dig a valley, you need to burn the rocks with fire first, and then pour cold water on them to make them explode?"

"Your Excellency is very knowledgeable, indeed."

Zhou Zheng said that he originally wanted to find a place for Tang Rong to relax, but there were many people watching this matter, so he didn't dare to be too partial. "But don't worry, Lord. I won't let your son go on anything too dangerous."

Although his son is no longer capable, his father is still the marquis of the current dynasty. A rotten boat still has three pounds of nails, and there is still Tang Mo in the marquis's mansion. Who knows if there will be a time when the mansion will prosper?

Tang Gang sighed, "I will go see him now, Lord Zhou, please help me."

"It's natural."

In the Kyoto Prefecture Prison, Tang Gang met Tang Rong again. The moment the father and son met, Tang Rong knew that his case had come to an end. He immediately knelt down in front of Tang Gang, crying, with tears streaming down his face, and every word he spoke was a confession.

"It's all the son's fault. It's the son who has implicated his father. The son is unfilial..."

"I beg you to stop caring about me. I made a mistake and deserved to be punished. I didn't know that the emperor had punished me and that I was not allowed to leave the house. I thought that I didn't want you anymore. I was so upset that I said a few nonsense. I just want you to come and see me. Even if you have to die, I want you to see me again..."

The son whom he had loved for more than twenty years was kneeling in front of him and crying miserably. Tang Gang's nose was sore and his eyes were red. He squatted down and patted Tang Rong's shoulders again and again. Tang Rong was still saying that the only thing he could hold on to now was Tang Gang, and as long as Tang Gang always favored him, he would have a future.

If a drowning person comes across a piece of floating wood, he will never let go of it.

Tang Rong cried for a whole incense stick. He couldn't even cry. He didn't hear Tang Gang say that he would save him regardless of the consequences. His heart became colder, but he still raised his head sadly, "Father, how did the emperor sentence his son? Will he be executed or exiled?"

Tang Gang also felt bad. Although he hated Tang Rong for being so cruel and not even tolerating a child, the fact that the plan did not succeed in the end gave him a reason to feel better. Looking at Tang Rong's appearance, all the cruelty, selfishness and coldness no longer existed in his heart.

Holding back his sadness, he told Tang Rong the truth in his expectant eyes, "Don't worry, your father will not ignore you. When you come back, you will still be a son of the Marquis' Mansion."

Tang Rong was shocked. Did the emperor give such a severe punishment without considering his grandfather's achievements at all?

Or was it that there was simply no one in the mansion to plead for him?

"Removed from office and demoted to a commoner, how can my son still be a descendant of the Marquisate under such severe punishment?"

This is also what Tang Gang is struggling with. According to the emperor's decision, Tang Rong should no longer be a descendant of the marquis's mansion. But asking him to directly expel Tang Rong from the marquis's mansion and remove him from the family tree is too cold and will be very disadvantageous to him.

Fortunately, the old lady had made a decision before.

"Your grandmother has decided to separate you from the Marquisate. I will find a house for you. When you return after three years of service, you can move in. From now on, you will have your own household."

Tang Rong sneered in his heart. The old lady had clearly played the trick of seeking profit and avoiding harm. He immediately put on an expression of despair and made a last effort for himself.

"The son made a big mistake, but the father was still willing to worry about him. The son..."

He lowered his eyes and wiped away his tears, sobbing uncontrollably for a long while before he stopped. "It doesn't matter what happens to my son, but it's hard for Chunlang."

"Her mother has such a bad temper. Now as a father, I can no longer protect him. I don't even have the chance to see him. I am sorry for him, but he is still so young and doesn't know anything. How can he hold his head up high and live with me in the future?"

"Please, father, have mercy on him."

He knelt and took two steps forward, grabbing Tang Gang's trouser leg through the fence, "Father, I beg you to help me one more time."

"Chun Lang is my son's child. This is absolutely true. Can we let him stay in the Marquis' Mansion and continue to be the Marquis's child?"

Tang Gang said that Chunlang is now being taken care of by Wang, "Although she is not kind, she will never do anything to a child, you can rest assured about this."

"Son means..."

Tang Rong raised his eyes and looked at Tang Gang, "Adopt Chunlang to your second brother and let him be his son. This will also give him a future. When he grows up, he won't be criticized by others because he has a father like me."

"My second brother and his wife have always been kind and enthusiastic. As long as my father asks, they will be willing to do it."

At this moment, he looks like a father who is doing his best to take care of his son, but as long as Chunlang becomes Tang Mo's son, he will be Tang Mo's eldest son. Tang Mo and his wife dare not stop Chunlang from growing up. In the future, when Tang Mo inherits the title, Chunlang will be the son of a marquis even if he is not a prince.

They are connected by blood, and as long as he guides the son when the time comes, the title will eventually return to his son. Then, as his biological father, who can disrespect him even if he is a commoner?

"This is my son's last wish, please fulfill it, father."

This put Tang Gang in a difficult position. Chunlang's future was already ruined because of a mother like that. Now he only had a father like this. His fate was to grow up safely and then live a life of idleness and wait for death.

But it also made him feel a little bit excited. But if Chunlang became Tang Mo's son, it would be different. It would also be a layer of protection for the boss.

But he knew very well that not only would the second son not agree, Wang would also be the first person to oppose it, and the old lady would strongly oppose it.

He could imagine what the consequences would be if he had made this request long ago.

He already had no son to show his filial piety to, and he really didn't want to be alone in the Marquis's mansion, and he didn't want the emperor to demote him again and again. He hardened his heart and said to Tang Rong: "By the beginning of next spring, your sister-in-law's baby should be born. She is pregnant with twins, and it is very likely that one of them is a boy. I'm afraid there won't be room for Chunlang."

"Chun Lang is in the Marquis' Mansion. He is a descendant of the Marquis' Mansion. Even if he loses his official career, he can still follow your second uncle in business. There will always be a way for him to go."

He felt that this arrangement was already very good. Everyone knew that Chunlang was Tang Rong's child. If he was given to Tang Mo, wouldn't that be going against the emperor?

As long as he had the Marquis' Mansion, he could always have enough food, warm clothes and something to do.

Tang Rong was unwilling and felt extremely regretful. He hated Tao Yiran for acting too slowly and leaving hidden dangers. If Tang Mo couldn't give birth and Xin An lost the baby in her belly, he wouldn't have to worry about Chun Lang's future, as the person in front of him could arrange everything clearly.

He knelt down, took two steps back and kowtowed, "I beg you, father, to love your son, love Chunlang."