On the second day, the Ministry of Justice did not issue a "summons", so Xue Pan went to Jia Yucun's official residence with gifts.
When he had a secret conversation with Jia Yucun, after a day of fermentation, the case heard by the prosecutor was further spread among the people.
Previously, the reputation of the Xue family in Yingtian was not very good. After learning that the Xue family was fighting for the common people, the people of Yingtian changed their view of the Xue family.
In order to redress the grievances of ordinary people, it has been a rare thing from ancient times to the present to dare to sue an official to the Ministry of Justice.
"It seems that most of the rumors I heard before are false... Mr. Xue family is a good person!"
"Now it seems that the Xue family has a successor!"
"But I heard that the Xue family's uncle used force in the street a few days ago, and he seemed to have killed someone!"
"I'm afraid some people are exaggerating. Is it okay to kill someone in the street?"
"I think so. How could Uncle Xue, who is so righteous and outspoken today, kill people!"
Discussions about the Xue family can be heard everywhere in the streets and alleys. At this time, Xue Pan is no different from the top of Yingtian Mansion.
"You think... can the Xue family win this time?"
"I'm afraid it will be difficult. Since ancient times, officials have protected each other. No matter how rich the Xue family is, they will not be able to defeat it!"
This was generally agreed upon, but some people in the crowd had different opinions.
"That's not necessarily the case. It's true that officials protect each other, but now we have a prince in charge of Yingtian City!"
"Who is the Crown Prince? He is the future Emperor, Long Live the Emperor. Wouldn't he make decisions for our people?"
Obviously, those who said these words among the people were sent by Zhu Jinghong to guide public opinion.
These people are all soldiers from the Beijing camp and have no interest in the Jinling area. It is reliable to rely on them to spread "rumors".
"I heard that the emperor sent the prince to Jinling this time to punish these corrupt officials!"
"Why do you know Uncle Xue dare to file a lawsuit?"
"Why?" the people asked, they were really curious.
"It's because Uncle Xue knows that the Crown Prince is fair and will give justice to our people!"
"Okay...this is great!"
"With the crown prince in charge, you don't have to worry about losing the lawsuit!"
"These dog officials should have been punished long ago!"
"Long live your Majesty, my sage..."
This is the current people. They may be shrewd and philistine, but they still believe in wise kings and wise rulers, and only think that officials are bad.
The situation on the street corner is now happening in various places in Yingtian Mansion, and public opinion is developing in the direction Zhu Jinghong expects.
A few months later, he was already using his own methods to transform the world.
At this moment, he was wearing a more formal round-neck robe with four groups of dragon and cloud patterns, and a black gauze winged crown, and he was standing at the entrance of the palace with Zhu Jingyuan.
Behind them, to the left and right, were the Dragon Guards and a large number of standard-bearer guards.
They had received news half an hour ago that the imperial envoy from the capital had entered the city, and they were so frightened that they hurriedly prepared to receive the order.
After making arrangements, they had been waiting outside the palace gate for more than ten minutes, but the imperial envoy had not yet appeared, which made Zhu Jingyuan anxious.
He was afraid that the imperial envoy would bring criticism from his father, and he was even more afraid that if he did not handle the job properly, his father would be completely disappointed in him.
Thinking of this, Zhu Jingyuan felt his mouth go dry, so he looked at his brother beside him.
What surprised him was that Zhu Jinghong was in a daze at the moment, with a smile on his lips.
"Thirteenth brother, what are you thinking about?" Zhu Jingyuan asked curiously.
Awakened by his words, Zhu Jinghong said seriously: "Fourth brother, do you know what love is?"
"What do you love or not? Could it be that you heard something you shouldn't have heard and watched something you shouldn't have seen?" Zhu Jingyuan had a serious face. He was very worried that Zhu Jinghong was a bad student.
In this era, no one will openly say whether they love or not. This is a very outrageous statement.
Seeing that Zhu Jingyuan couldn't understand, Zhu Jinghong said again: "Then fourth brother... do you know what love at first sight is?"
"Whose girl do you...have your eyes on?"
"So be it!"
"Whose family does it belong to?" Zhu Jingyuan started to gossip.
The young man was still pregnant. He had experienced it back then, but he didn't think it was anything.
Although it was a joke, in this era of strict ethics and ethics, Zhu Jinghong was still worried about the bad reputation of the girl, so he excused himself: "I didn't know whose girl I met on the street when I left the palace before!"
Zhu Jingyuan would not have thought that his own brother would lie to him, and then said: "She must be a great beauty?"
Talking about these things made him feel more relaxed, so Zhu Jingyuan couldn't help but ask a few more questions.
"Looks okay..."
As he spoke, Zhu Jinghong kept trying to describe it, and the scene he saw when the wind rolled up the curtains appeared in his mind.
Immersed in it, Zhu Jinghong said slowly: "What does that poem say...if we hadn't met at the top of the jade mountain, we would have met under the moon at Yaotai!"
Zhu Jingyuan was really surprised at this time. In his impression, Zhu Jinghong only liked practicing martial arts and basically ran away whenever he could while studying. For this reason, he was often beaten severely by his father.
It seems unreal that such a scumbag would actually recite poems that fit the occasion.
"By the way, fourth brother, how do you read the first two lines of this poem?"
Well, just this sentence brought back Zhu Jingyuan's impression that Old Thirteen was still the same Old Thirteen.
"The clouds are like clothes, the flowers are like faces, the spring breeze is blowing the threshold, and the dew is thick, if it weren't for the jade mountains..."
"Fourth brother, this Du Fu is indeed a poet. He can write such a good poem. I don't know how beautiful Wu Meiniang was back then!"
Zhu Jingyuan was immediately dumbfounded by these words. He originally wanted to correct him, but after thinking about it, he finally decided against it.
"Thirteenth brother, you should read more books in the future!" Zhu Jingyuan said with a bitter smile.
"What's the use of reading well? Tang Taizong was a wise king, wasn't he? Du Fu was very knowledgeable, right? The latter didn't live a mediocre life!" Zhu Jinghonghun said indifferently.
Upon hearing this, the officials' faces turned red, but fortunately they suppressed their laughter.
Zhu Jingyuan was also helpless, but he didn't want to say more at this time.
"His Royal Highness, the imperial envoy has arrived at the outer palace gate!" A eunuch rushed over.
It only took a few minutes to walk from the outer palace gate to where they were standing. Hearing these words, Zhu Jingyuan became nervous again.
Even the imaginative Zhu Jinghong felt a little uneasy at the moment, so he could only blame his predecessor for not living up to expectations.
After a while, the sound of horse hooves was heard outside, and a dozen horsemen were seen approaching quickly.
When the man approached, Zhu Jinghong saw clearly that the man was a eunuch, but he felt that he was kind but did not know his identity.
"It turns out to be Hu Zhangban!" Zhu Jingyuan spoke first.
The visitor's name is Hu Yongquan, one of the eunuchs in charge of the East Factory, and a loyal dog who protects the imperial power.
"Prince, the Lord has a message!"
Zhu Jingyuan hurriedly knelt down and knelt down and said: "My son, I would like to say hello to my father!"
As Zhu Jingyuan knelt down, everyone around him knelt on the ground, including Zhu Jinghong, who was doing as the Romans did.
At this time, Hu Yongquan represented the emperor. He straightened his back and said: "Saint Gong!"
"His Majesty's Oral Order..."
"Prince, I asked you to come to Jinling to quell the Japanese. It has been more than two decades now. What achievements have you made?"
"If you feel incompetent, return to the capital earlier and don't delay my important event!"
After hearing the extremely belittling oral instructions, and then contacting the emperor who was so majestic and terrifying in his previous impression, Zhu Jinghong felt a little pity for his fourth brother.
He has been severely disciplined since he was a child, he was never allowed to make any mistakes, and he was never praised by his father. It is not easy to have a normal outlook.
Fortunately, he was from time travel and would not be affected by the emperor's fierce power... Zhu Jinghong was secretly grateful.
"Old Thirteen..."
It was not easy for him to pity the prince just now, but when he heard Hu Yongquan calling him with a cold tone, Zhu Jinghong actually shivered in the hot weather.
