Chapter 131: Madam Pei, it

By this time, the number of onlookers had grown larger and larger!

Even Steward Guo from inside the Lin Fu poked her head out, but as soon as she saw the faces of Su Wanqiu and Zhao An, she was so angry that she put her hands on her hips, ready to start a street brawl.

Lin Tiezhu stopped her with a stern expression. "Wet Nurse, go bring a bowl of water; I want to perform a blood-recognition test with Madam Pei."

"You little brat!" Steward Guo was his wet nurse, Guo Shi, who now had strands of white hair and more lines on her face.

She was full of anger, ignoring Lin Tiezhu's noble status as a Piaoji Young General and Su Wanqiu's status as a noblewoman, and just cursed loudly, "Your mother went through all kinds of hardships to raise you, and you're actually climbing up to the powerful!"

"If I had known you would turn into this when you grew up, I would have smothered this little brat when you were small!" Steward Guo cursed regardless of anything else.

Su Wanqiu looked displeased. Seeing his master suffer such great grievances, Zhao An couldn't curse back and lose his master's face, so he could only say to Lin Tiezhu, "Young General, such a country shrew must not be allowed to stay in the Young General's Mansion, or you will lose your dignity!"

At this moment, a young girl in a purple dress walked out of the Lin Fu and dragged Steward Guo inside, and the people watching outside the Lin Fu finally felt it was less noisy.

A short while later, the girl sensibly brought out a bowl of water for the blood-recognition test, and the gate guards brought out a table. Lin Tiezhu and Su Wanqiu began the test in front of the Lin Fu gate!

The onlookers surrounded them, each stretching their necks to look. They saw Lin Tiezhu draw his sharp sword with a "clang" and cut his finger!

Lin Tiezhu was the first to drip his blood into the water, then he held the sword and looked at Su Wanqiu, his expression resolute: "Madam Pei, it's your turn."

Besides Su Wanqiu, even Zhao An felt a chill when he saw the sharp blade.

Being Su Wanqiu's servant, Zhao An felt sorry for his master and suggested, "This, a needle prick will suffice..."

Lin Tiezhu frowned upon hearing this. "If you're not even willing to use a sword to cut your hand and drip blood, it seems we are not of the same bloodline, so there's no need to recognize kinship."

"Who said I'm not willing!" Su Wanqiu immediately replied, having no choice but to close her eyes tightly and offer one of her hands!

She felt a calloused hand grab hers, and then a sharp, stinging pain came from her palm. She saw Lin Tiezhu cut a deep line directly into her palm!

This wound made Zhao An's heart tighten!

After the bright red blood dripped into the water, Zhao An hurriedly used Su Wanqiu's silk handkerchief to wrap her wound, while impatiently looking at the bowl of water!

The crowd held their breath, staring tightly at that bowl of water!

They saw the blood in the bowl merge!

Seeing this, Lin Tiezhu was stunned!

When he looked up at Su Wanqiu again, he saw her clutching the hand with the cut palm, her eyes covered with a layer of tears—whether from the unbearable pain or tears of joy after recognizing her son, it was unclear.

"Mother! You really are my biological mother!" A look of sadness appeared on Lin Tiezhu's young face. He looked at the blood-stained gauze on Su Wanqiu's hand, looking heartbroken. "Mother, it's the child's fault for cutting your hand. I will take you into the mansion to apply medicine and stop the bleeding right now!"

After speaking, he carefully stepped forward to support Su Wanqiu and thoughtfully helped her walk into the Lin Shaojiangjun Mansion.

Zhao An, with the face of a petty man who had succeeded, followed triumphantly into the Lin Shaojiangjun Mansion.

The passersby gradually dispersed, but people continued to discuss the matter.

This discussion followed the people all the way to a clothing store.

Lin Jiaojiao was picking out fabric and measuring sizes when she heard two common women enter the clothing store and, while buying clothes from the shopkeeper, talk about the Young General's recognition of his mother.

"Later, the blood actually merged! It seems this Madam Pei is truly the Young General's biological mother!"

"The Young General's hands are full of calluses from holding a sword; he must have suffered a lot wandering outside all these years!"

"It's clear that the concubine didn't raise the Young General well, forcing him to go to the battlefield to fight at such a young age to earn military merit for himself."

"Exactly! The Young General even earned her a First-Rank Lady of Title title at court this morning, but I heard that his mother doesn't even put the Emperor in her eyes!"

The shopkeeper, not knowing that the young woman picking out fabric before him was the Young General's mother, chimed in, "Such a woman is truly unworthy of being a mother, and even less worthy of the title of Lady of Title!"

Lin Jiaojiao, who was measuring fabric on the side, found it funnier the more she heard. She lifted her water-like apricot eyes to look at the gossiping commoners and asked playfully, "Oh? Then who do you think is worthy of the title of Lady of Title?"

The shopkeeper stroked his beard and nodded approvingly. "That must be the Young General's biological mother, Madam Pei, Su Wanqiu, who is worthy of the title of Lady of Title!"

Lin Jiaojiao was almost angered to laughter. "If that's the case, then tell me, what should be done about the child the Pei Mansion has been raising? This Madam Pei has recognized her own biological son, but what about the child she raised? Where should he go?"

"I heard that the Young General was swapped by that despicable concubine as soon as he was born," the two common women gossiped. "The child currently being raised in the Pei Mansion is that despicable concubine's child!"

The shopkeeper chimed in, "That one called Pei Zhaoyang was punished earlier and is grounded in the Pei Mansion. If you ask me, the Pei Mansion should just send this good-for-nothing back to the concubine who was divorced!"

"Oh." Lin Jiaojiao nodded thoughtfully. "In that case, I will go back to the Lin Fu now and have them take that white-eyed wolf Lin Tiezhu back to recognize his ancestors, so I can swap my own biological son back."

After speaking, she put down the high-quality fabric in her hand, didn't even buy the clothes, and walked out of the clothing store in a grand manner, boarding the carriage parked at the door with the large words "Lin Fu" written on it.

Leaving the two gossiping women covering their mouths, staring wide-eyed at the shopkeeper!

When Lin Jiaojiao's carriage returned to the Lin Fu, Steward Guo was the first to come out to greet her. Seeing Lin Jiaojiao, she was so anxious she was about to cry. "Madam, you're finally back!"

Lin Jiaojiao asked in surprise, "What's wrong?"

"The Pei family came over and performed a blood-recognition test with the Young General, and now they are in the hall discussing recognizing his ancestors!" Steward Guo said, gnashing her teeth in anger. "Not only that, but that little brat, upon hearing he is a descendant of a noble family and his maternal grandfather is Prime Minister Su, is rushing to recognize his ancestors!"

"And, he listened to the slander of that villain Zhao An and wants to take the Lingzhi you brought thousands of miles from Yun Province to the Pei Mansion to honor his sick grandmother!"

The more Steward Guo spoke, the more she stomped her feet in frustration. "And there's more, this little brat also wants to cancel his engagement to my daughter Tuan Jie'er, waiting for his old fox of a maternal grandfather to pull strings for him to marry Princess Liuli!" ===== CHAPTER 132 =====