Blood testing has existed since ancient times.
There are two methods of blood testing:
One is to put clear water in a bowl, and drops of blood from both parties were added to see if they merged.
The other is the Bone Dripping Method. Blood was dripped onto bones. And if the blood soaked in, kinship was confirmed.
Song Yi was worried that someone would tamper with the water or the bowl in the first blood mixing method, so he chose the Bone Dripping Method.
"This is my late father's leg bone."
Song Yi took out an exquisite box and opened it, revealing a slender piece of bone inside.
"My father once broke his leg. The physician believed his leg bone had necrotized, so they performed an amputation, but the bone was preserved."
As soon as Song Yi said that, Mingting knew he was lying.
Back when Song Yi left home to pursue his studies, it had been the original owner's mother who cared for his elderly parents. Even after the original owner lost his mother and left home to seek his father in the capital, the old couple were still alive and well.
When Song Yi sent the divorce letter, they had even chased their daughter-in-law and young grandson out with sticks, so where did this 'broken leg' come from?
'It seemed that, in order to verify the blood relation, Song Yi had someone dig up his biological father's grave to retrieve the bone?'
'Digging up a grave to retrieve bones, how filial!'
'I wonder if the old man underground would curse him for being an unfilial son.'
However, even if Song Yi was utterly unfilial, what could be done?
The son they had birthed was naturally to be spoiled to the fullest!
That old couple had been willing to betray their conscience for Song Yi, driving out their dutiful and sensible daughter-in-law and young grandson, leaving them to fend for themselves in the wild. They didn't even take in their grandson after the daughter-in-law died...
Since they loved their son so much, they ought to shine and burn bright for him, even in death, offering up their old bones to serve their son's purposes!
In order to verify that the bone truly belonged to his biological father, Song Yi cut his palm and let his blood drip onto the bone.
Sure enough, as soon as the bright red blood touched the bone, it seeped right in.
Ignoring the bleeding wound on his hand, Song Yi stared at Mingting with fervent excitement:
"It's your turn now!"
Song Yi's despicable demeanor made many people feel sick.
'What kind of nonsense was this? Did he think everyone was blind? A broken leg from a fall, amputation, and preserving the bone… who did he think he was fooling?'
'Did he really take us officials, who had fought our way through countless hurdles to reach the imperial court, for idiots?'
Many who had initially sided with Song Yi now stepped back, wanting to distance themselves from him.
Mingting didn't drag things out. However, he was far more meticulous than Song Yi. He washed his hands thoroughly, disinfected the knife, and even smeared some white wine on his fingertips.
"Wait, why are you applying wine?" The Prince of Qi immediately jumped out, pointing at Mingting and shouting.
"Are you openly cheating right now? Everyone, look, he's brazen enough to pull tricks right in front of His Majesty."
Mingting felt that he didn't need to use his brain to deal with someone of this intelligence.
"Your Highness, there are many invisible, intangible dirty things on our hands, commonly known as bacteria. Washing hands reduces the risk of infection. Sterilizing the knife serves the same purpose, and wine also has disinfectant properties."
"If the white wine is processed further, it becomes alcohol. High-concentration alcohol can sterilize and disinfect, and can save the lives of soldiers on the battlefield."
"If you're uneducated, stay home and read more books. Otherwise, you will make a fool of yourself when you go out, and others will say that a dignified prince actually has a pig's head on his shoulders."
'Cough…'
Emperor Li, who had been worried about Mingting, couldn't help but laugh upon hearing this.
'This kid really never knew how to take a loss.'
"What's this about alcohol?"
The Duke of Zhenguo, who is a military man by background, pricked up his ears and immediately stepped forward, "Young Zhuangyuan Jiang, what is this alcohol you speak of? Can it really save the soldiers' lives?"
Military officers were no strangers to battlefield injuries. If this alcohol could be used, wouldn't the survival rate of the wounded increase dramatically?
"Old General, I know how to make alcohol, but that'll have to wait until later. Right now, I'm being forced to acknowledge a father! I need to settle this lawsuit first, lest anyone think they can just become my elder."
"Good, I'll wait for you."
The Duke of Zhenguo said no more but stood by Mingting's side with a crowd of military officers.
Especially his two sons, who stood like guardian deities beside Mingting. It seemed that if Song Yi did anything to hurt the young Zhuangyuan, they would hit his head.
Emperor Li had heard Mingting mention alcohol when discussing sugar before.
At the time, he had only listened half-heartedly, not realizing the alcohol's effects could be so remarkable.
Suddenly, Emperor Li's gaze at Song Yi turned from disgust to murderous intent.
'This despicable wretch, daring to push my son to this point… how detestable!'
Mingting swiftly made a small cut on his finger and squeezed two drops of blood onto the bone.
Countless pairs of eyes stared at the leg bone, and as a result, the blood seeped into it.
"Hahahaha! I told you, I'm your father! Whether you acknowledge me or not, it doesn't matter! See? See! The blood merged!"
Song Yi laughed maniacally, showing the bone to everyone while pointing at Mingting, his demeanor bordering on madness.
"This is my son… my, Song Yi's son! A 14-year-old Zhuangyuan, a Six-Time Champion…"
Many ministers who disliked him couldn't help but pity Mingting, how could he have such a father?
Su Hengzhong was also anxious.
He actually never knew that Mingting had such a life experience.
On the contrary, the people on the side of Prince of Qi, all smiled and forced Mingting to acknowledge his father.
Emperor Li frowned, and then his brows relaxed.
He had never seen Mingting fail before, 'Just now, this kid asked Shangguan Shi to prepare some things, perhaps he had something up his sleeve!'
"Wait!"
After Song Yi had finished his gloating, Mingting called for a stop.
"Who said that just because blood merges with the bone, I must be your son? Minister Song, aren't you celebrating too soon…"
"Count Zhongyi, at this point, you still refuse to acknowledge your own father? You're still stubborn? Your Majesty, I impeach Count Zhongyi!"
Prince of Qi's voice was loud and clear, and before Song Yi could say anything, he had already jumped out!
'The early bird gets shot first!'
Without another word, Mingting grabbed Prince Qi's hand, pricked his finger, and let his blood drip onto the bone.
"How dare you!" Prince of Qi felt a pain in his finger.
"Shh…" Mingting made a silencing gesture and pointed at the bone.
"Prince, your blood has also merged with the bone. Does that mean you and Minister Song are brothers from another mother? Wow, in that case, wouldn't Princess Dongyang and Minister Song be committing incest?"
'What?'
'A royal scandal?'