There were many people watching the big show outside the Shuntian Mansion Yamen, and the news quickly spread throughout the capital.
As the chief minister of the cabinet, Zhou Jiong's ears and eyes are naturally better than others. It is estimated that Mr. Zheng and his son have already received the news before they return to Rongguo Mansion.
Soon, Jia Cong and Daiyu, who were strolling in the market, met the chief steward of the Prime Minister's Mansion.
"The old slave pays homage to Her Royal Highness the Princess and to the uncle. The Grand Master asked the old slave to send a letter to the uncle..."
The chief steward of the Prime Minister's Mansion handled the matter neatly and respectfully. He handed the letter to Jia Cong respectfully and stood aside, obviously waiting for Jia Cong's reply.
Jia Cong opened the letter and read it on the spot. The content was simple and clear. Mr. Ge was dissatisfied that the Jia family did not follow the agreement and used this case to gain a good reputation for Mr. Zheng and Baoyu.
To put it simply, everyone agreed to make a fortune together, but to my surprise, you took the first step.
The letter was half helpless and half warning. It was agreed that the boss of the court would go crazy tomorrow and wanted the Jia family to cooperate and give way to the home court. If not, all the good reputation would be taken away by the Jia family.
Sure enough, no one can escape fame and fortune.
"I won't reply to the letter. You should send a message to Mr. Ge and tell him that he will be in court tomorrow and let him do his best. Unless His Majesty calls him by name, I will not say another word."
Jia Cong stuffed the letter into his chest and grinned innocently.
The chief steward of the Prime Minister's Mansion was stunned when he heard this. He felt that there seemed to be something wrong with what he said, but he just couldn't figure it out.
In the end, I could only say goodbye respectfully and hurried back to the Prime Minister's Mansion.
Daiyu pulled his sleeve and asked in a low voice: "What evil are you holding back? After all, you are the Prime Minister of the country, so you can't offend people too harshly."
Jia Cong spread his hands indifferently: "I'm planning to remain silent at the meeting. With such sincerity, he can't say that I'm stealing the spotlight from the old Zhou family."
"I do not believe!"
Daiyu is probably the person who understands Jia Cong best. Just from the way Jia Cong grinned innocently, she knew that things were not that simple.
Jia Cong took Daiyu's hand with his backhand, squeezed it gently, and said with a wink: "What I said is true. Tomorrow, unless His Majesty calls me, I will not say a word. After all, the second uncle and Brother Bao is the protagonist of tomorrow's court meeting. As for how Master Zaifu manages to steal the show, that's his business."
Pfft~
Daiyu's eyes turned into crescent moons, and she said with a smile: "You are so bad, Mr. Zhou Ge would never have thought that you would let your second uncle and Baoyu stand in front of the stage, but you would hide behind and watch the show."
"No, no, no~"
Jia Cong shook his head and mouthed towards the chief steward of the Prime Minister's Mansion who was walking away: "Don't underestimate that old man. He will only believe half of my words at most. I guess he will wait until he hears my reply. , I roughly guessed what our family would do. After all, dad doesn’t need a good reputation, but as for me, my reputation is good enough. The person our family needs to create a good reputation most now is, firstly, the second uncle, and secondly, the treasure The second brother."
How could an old fox who has been cultivating for thousands of years and a majestic first assistant university student not be able to figure this out?
If it weren't for Baoyu in Rongguo Mansion, who was an expert in getting beaten up, Jia Cong would have been really hard to sing in the scene of committing misery and self-abuse.
Maybe the Zhou family will take the lead. After all, this boss has kept his son-in-law in the Hanlin Academy for nearly ten years.
Jia Cong took Daiyu's hand and shook it, his face full of indifference.
"Let's go. I'll take Sister Lin to have a good time while I have some free time today. We won't have much time to play in a few days."
People were coming and going on the street, but Jia Cong didn't care about other people's eyes at all. He took Daiyu's hand and walked forward in public.
Daiyu wanted to break away at first. After all, it was normal for women in these days to stay at home, let alone being held by a man and strolling around in public.
However, she has done a lot of shocking things in the past few years. She led her family to kill water bandits, defended the people's grievances and beheaded people, investigated corruption and arrested scum, which of them was not a major event that shocked others.
Holding hands and going shopping with your fiancé, this little thing is a big deal~
In this way, when the Rongguo Mansion was in a frenzy over Baoyu being beaten, Daiyu dragged Jia Cong to buy in the market.
At first, a noble lady recognized Jia Cong and saw that the other person holding hands was a "man". Many people also laughed at the princess of the Lin family for trusting someone.
What if Princess Luo Shen of the Lin family is still alive? Doesn’t the man you picked like Lord Rabbit?
But when I took a closer look at the "man", I immediately felt as if I had eaten an unripe orange, so sour.
Why should Lin's daughter get all the good things?
Not only was she of noble birth, but she also had good looks and talent. She also caught the eye of the emperor and was suddenly made a noble princess.
Okay, let’s put all this aside, why does she have such good luck? The husband she has chosen is not only her childhood sweetheart, but also his mother... not angry, not angry...
"I also want a fiancé who dares to hold my hand and go shopping with me!"
Those women wearing curtains and veils were almost all twisting the silk handkerchiefs in their hands sourly.
One of the noble girls' envious eyes almost flew to Daiyu, but the nun next to her reminded her.
"Girl, please don't imitate Princess Wen'an. Not only does she have two powerful fathers, but she also has a fiancé who dares to beat the prince. No one dares to talk about her. If the girl really does this, she will just be the spit of others. , it’s enough to drown someone!”
Everyone in the world is like this. If you want to stand alone, in addition to being strong enough, you must have enough power to protect you. This is the reality.
Jia Cong and Daiyu not only went shopping in the market, but also visited cultural places such as the Imperial Academy, Gongyuan, and Confucius Temple. They played until nightfall, then reluctantly returned home.
To be honest, since Daiyu entered Beijing at the age of six, she has rarely had the opportunity to go out and play happily.
On the contrary, after getting engaged, Jia Cong always thought of ways and found various excuses to take her out for a walk.
By the time night fell, many ladies had already heard about the two of them holding hands while shopping.
This person really can't compare with others, he will be unsatisfactory in various ways.
Ever since, the feud between friends has taken on another meaning. Not to mention those favored noble ladies complaining to their parents that they are like birds in a cage.
Even those women who are not favored feel sorry for themselves and think that their lives are not as good as those of ordinary girls who can show their faces.
Freedom is so magical, it always makes people understand its specialness inadvertently.
Perhaps Daiyu's "shocking" behavior today will lead the trend of thought in the women's liberation movement in Great Xia.
…
As the weather moves into late spring and early summer, the sun rises earlier and earlier.
Before Chen arrived, groups of civil and military officials had gathered in front of Daxia Gate.
In the past, not all officials in Beijing would attend the court meetings. There were always many people who preferred to stay at home and were too lazy to pay attention to the "bad things" in the court.
But things are obviously different today. The Fengtian Palace will definitely not be able to stand, and the number of people attending court is a quarter more than in the past.
"Good guy, Chinese people really like to eat melons the most! Lao He, don't you think so?"
Jia Cong stood aside with his hands clasped in his hands, slapping He Chong with his shoulder, whose face was full of happiness.
This guy is finally getting married. He is about to marry Baochai's grandson, Da Zong. He is currently thinking about what font to use to write the wedding invitation to make it more festive.
ah?
"What did you say? How do you know I'm getting married on the eighth day of next month?"
Gan! It’s all words, right?
Jia Cong glanced at this guy and stood towards Liu Xianglian on the other side.
"Second brother-in-law, do you think so?"
With a serious look on her face, Liu Xianglian nodded and said, "Well, everything is ready and all we need is the east wind. There will definitely be no problems for the wedding on the 18th of next month!"
┗|｀O′|┛Ouch~~
Destroy it, my heart is too tired!
Someone was poisoning this place, and Jia Cong couldn't stay any longer. He avoided these two wedding showoffs, ignored other people's eyes, and quickly squeezed to Daiyu's side.
"Sister Lin, if you get haircut next year, I will marry you and go home, okay?"
Daiyu was talking about official matters with her colleagues in the Ministry of Rites when her sleeves were suddenly pulled. When she suddenly heard this sentence, she immediately blushed.
No matter how unafraid she is of gossip, she is never so shameless.
The eyes of the officials from the Ministry of Rites were almost shocked. It took them a long time to hold back their laughter and move aside.
It would be better for them to avoid the love talk of a young couple.
Of course, they kept away from each other, holding their hands together, huddled together and whispering, with aunty smiles on their faces.
Daiyu stamped her feet in shame and anger. She had long lost the dignity of the princess in the past. She raised her hand and hit Jia Cong on the head.
"How could you say this in front of so many people?"
Jia Cong's shame had long been cultivated. He took Daiyu's hand and acted like a baby.
"I can't help it. I'm stimulated. Everyone else has a wife, but I haven't~"
"You...can't! I won't marry before I'm eighteen!"
"I don't! It's next year. I'll marry you and go home in March next year. Then I'll go to someone else's wedding showoff~"
The young couple's behavior was quickly noticed by everyone in front of the palace gate. Some were disdainful, some were happy to see it, and some were just enjoying the show, but it became a scene in front of the palace gate. The solemn dynasty added a touch of relaxation and freehand brushwork.
Dangdangdang~
The Jingyang bell rang and the palace door slowly opened.
Daiyu was so entangled by Jia Cong that she had no choice but to stand up on tiptoes and rub his head. She hummed slightly and happily returned to the queue of the Ministry of Etiquette.
┗|｀O′|┛Ouch~~
Jia Cong clenched his fists, walked to the second row of military honors with a grin, and held hands with the princes and generals beside him.
While walking, he started to grin: "Oh my, my uncles, how did you know that I'm going to get a wife soon~"
…
Unlike in front of the palace gate, Jia Cong really abided by his agreement with Zhou Jiong in the Fengtian Palace. Except for shouting long live with everyone, he always remained silent and peacefully ate melons and watched the show.
We had discussed it with the chief minister before, and the two families found people to "criticize" each other. One said something about the Jia family, and the other said something about the Li family. You came and went, and the spit was flying, but the Jia family and the Zhou family, as the parties involved, were Not a word was spoken.
When the quarrel got heated, Mr. Zheng finally decided to stand up and say a few words, but he was overtaken by Zhou Jiong.
In fact, according to tradition, as the head of a hundred officials, Zhou Jiong would often get noisy at court, and the emperor would ask the Grand Prime Minister what he thought.
Then the chief minister will stand up and make a concluding speech, such as what the old minister thinks, the old minister thinks it is okay, or the old minister thinks the matter needs to be discussed.
Basically, the Great Court Meeting is just like this. It can't be used for small things, and it can't be used for big things. It's just used for quarreling and fighting.
Small affairs of the country are basically handled by the cabinet, while major matters will be discussed and handled by the court.
Today was unprecedented. As soon as the Chief Assistant came up, he bowed down to plead guilty, confessed all the Li family's sins, and even blamed himself for lax governance of the family.
These are nothing, here comes the point~
"Every colleague must have heard about what happened at the Shuntian Prefecture yesterday. I feel that Jia Yushi and Xiao Jia Daizhao are right. The current laws of the country should be lenient to officials and harsh to the people. A new law has been enacted.”
All the officials immediately became excited. The country had been arguing about the judicial reform for almost a month. As the person in charge of the judicial reform, Zhang Zhengju was almost besieged by the officials, and he still has no clue.
When everyone thought that the matter was most likely to go unsolved, the cabinet, which had always remained silent on the matter, finally spoke out.
Unlike the emperor who ordered Zhang Zhengju to preside over judicial reforms, the public speeches of the chief ministers of the cabinet are what the court pays most attention to.
The emperor's ideas and decisions may not necessarily be implemented by officials. On the contrary, as the highest authority in Daxia, the attitude of the cabinet often determines the implementation of a major policy of the country.
Zhou Jiong's public statement was more radical than the emperor's imperial edict at the time. It was no longer about judicial reform, but about starting over, abandoning the old laws and regulations, and establishing new laws. In this way, those officials who still wanted to take advantage of legal loopholes to ensure their own privileges were directly bombarded.
I wanted to come out to refute, but I saw the other cabinet ministers and the big bosses of the six ministries and nine ministers standing up one after another and shouting that I seconded the proposal.
Damn it, this has been discussed~
Song Qilian, the governor of Shuntian Prefecture, almost regretted this moment, because in everyone's eyes, the chief minister of the cabinet supported judicial reform and even re-established laws and regulations, and it was because of the cases in the past two days that he made up his mind.
Those officials who were dissatisfied with this proposal vented their hatred and dissatisfaction on Shuntian Mansion.
Song Qilian really wanted to stand up and say he was wronged, but there had to be someone willing to listen~
The Fengtian Palace had become a quarrel because of Zhou Jiong's words. Song Qilian wanted to shrink aside and try not to attract other people's attention.
But some people didn't want him to get what he wanted. Master Pardon suddenly walked out of the royal team and shouted at the top of his voice: "Yin of the Song Dynasty, give me back my money!"
Um? ha? What?
How dare anyone still owe Jia Enhou money?
The quarrel in the main hall stopped strangely, and everyone turned their attention to Jia She, who was reaching out to Song Qilian to ask for money.
Song Qilian looked confused and didn't dare to say anything else. He really didn't owe Marquis Jia En any money.
"Rong Guo Gong, since when did I owe you money?"
Jia She snorted coldly, pointed at Jia Cong who was watching the play with his hands, and shouted: "My son gave Shuntian Mansion two thousand taels of silver in order to pay for the crime. If he can really atone for his sin and spare my nephew Baoyu's fault, I will So I accepted it. But yesterday when my father-in-law came home, my poor nephew’s butt was beaten to a bloody pulp. Wasn’t this money wasted for nothing?”
"Dad, dad, be more elegant, it's your buttocks~"
"You're so elegant, I'm a warrior, what kind of elegance do you want!"
Master Pardon never ignored the occasion. He reached out to Song Qilian again and glared angrily: "You beat my nephew and you still want money from me. How can this be done? Pay back the money quickly!"
At this time, Song Qilian was also laughed out of anger. Don't be afraid of this fool like Jia She. He said righteously: "The government has made a judgment and the criminal silver has been put into the treasury. Not only has Jia Jue been exempted from the penalty of imprisonment, but also because of you The family brought out the iron certificate of the alchemy book and exempted him from the punishment of the rod. As for your nephew's Piyue... Bah, how about his buttocks being beaten? It was done by your own people. What does it have to do with Shuntian Mansion? ? Lord Rong Guo, it’s better not to mess around!”
"I don't care~ Just tell me, did my nephew get slapped on the ass? Is it because of the case with the Li family? Even if the slap was not brought by Shuntian Mansion, it's my fault that you didn't accept my second son's voluntary surrender!"
The Pardon Master kept talking nonsense one sentence after another, but he made Baiguan feel that it really made sense.
Jia She suddenly stepped forward, grabbed the lapel of Old Song's clothes, and said viciously: "The board has been hit, and the money must be returned! Otherwise, I will go crazy!"
If there is chaos, there will never be a peaceful day in this great meeting.
The emperor knew that this idiot was using the topic to express his dissatisfaction with Shuntian Mansion and his previous remarks against his family.
After letting him go berserk for a while, he coughed twice and stopped Jia She from using his fists.
"Okay, what's the noise like? Jia She, stand down!"
The emperor finally spoke, and everyone bowed down to listen to the holy teachings.
I only heard the emperor say: "The "Daxia Code" was based on the laws of the previous dynasty. It has been a hundred years ago, but there are things that are out of date. I previously issued an edict to the Ministry of Punishment to innovate the law, but you are all clamoring about your ancestors. The law cannot be changed, but now there are absurd things such as non-compliance with the law and no punishment under the law. It really opened my eyes."
"Your Majesty, what does this matter have to do with the Daxia Code? It was Rongguo Mansion who did not comply with the judgment of Shuntian Mansion, secretly replaced the national law with family law, and made mischief in the Shuntian Mansion Office. I believe that Jia Zheng and Jia Jue are not only guilty , and it is a serious crime! Jia Zheng and Jia Jue publicly questioned the saint's method of discussing sins in Shuntian Mansion, which is a crime of great disrespect, and the Jia family should be punished..."
I don't know which of the minister's thugs stood up and actually refuted the emperor's views. He even opened his eyes to accuse the Jia family.
But before he could finish speaking, a report from the Han general came from outside the palace.
"Your Majesty, Cheng Zhilang, Hanlin Daizhao, and Jia Jue, a member of the Information Department of the Ministry of Rites, are outside the palace asking for an audience..."
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This is from last night. I will continue typing and will update another chapter tonight.
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Li Zhengyuan, who traveled through the Ming Dynasty, was going to hug his uncle Wang Zhi's thigh, feel at ease and live happily as a second-generation eunuch, but he didn't know that he was almost sold by his uncle, so Li Zhengwu realized:
If you don't want me to live in peace, then no one can live in peace.
(End of chapter)
