Red Mansion Royal Cat

Chapter 505 Is there any more royal law? Are there any laws?

Jia She and his father were in trouble in the palace, which did not affect the family's happy holiday at all.

In the words of the old lady, it can be said that it is common for her eldest son to be beaten up by the old saint every now and then.

As for Jia Cong's murder, the old lady only asked about the old saint's reaction at that time, and learned that he was bundled back to the city with Lao Shisan...

Oh, that’s okay~

She even arranged for the kitchen to prepare tonight's meal, so that the whole family would have a happy holiday.

"As long as the saint is here, nothing will happen to the boss and Brother Cong. But people in the mansion should not go out to show off recently. The capital is probably going to be in chaos for a while. If you go out less and cause trouble, you can avoid more trouble."

Whether people die or not is not the key. In fact, this is a struggle in the court.

And this time is not an ordinary court struggle, but a struggle about vital interests and life and death.

Even in this struggle, it has nothing to do with civil and military battles or past human relationships. There may be someone who was once a brother to the Jia family and stabbed the Jia family in the back.

Sure enough, after Lin Ruhai and Jia Zheng returned home, the old lady asked them in detail.

When Lin Ruhai took out a sage's handwriting, the old lady was completely relieved.

"Brother Cong's board can't run away... Boss and wife, please arrange for someone to prepare the medicine for the wound. I think Brother Cong will have to lie at home for a while."

Lin Ruhai smiled bitterly: "It's not that serious. Mother-in-law, don't worry. The saint will use Brother Cong as bait. Nine times out of ten, Brother Cong will make a fuss in the court. When it comes to fishing, the one who bites the hook will always The more the better. As for my uncle, the saint has to give an explanation to the government and the opposition, and Brother Cong needs to be used. My uncle should be the best person to vent his anger on the government and the opposition..."

At the end of the day, Lin Ruhai slapped her thigh again and added: "By the way, there is also Prince Zhongshun... In the eyes of the saint, the uncle and Prince Zhongshun are like birds of a feather, and they probably have to be thrown out together to let the courtiers relieve their anger. , and create a puzzle by the way to stir up the muddy water."

……

Marquis Yongfeng killed two court officials in front of all the ministers, and they were both officials of the Five Temples. This was a very bad move.

Even with the holy edict of the old saint, it still could not stop the "just men" who were "enraged".

No less than twenty or thirty civil and military officials gathered in front of the palace gate. Chen Shoushi and Wan Huixuan's wife, children, and children directly put on mourning and pulled the coffin board to the gate of Daxia, crying extremely miserably.

"Men of justice" blocked the gate of the emperor's house. The imperial guards guarding the gate looked at the people south of Jinshui Bridge and reported helplessly to the inner palace.

Soon, a decree came from the palace, as long as they did not attack the palace gate, let them make trouble.

Of course, if these people dare to attack the palace gate, they will be killed without mercy!

The family members of Chen and Wan were crying and crying. The "just men" spoke righteously and spoke righteously but kept their mouths shut, making themselves look like the light of righteousness.

But in fact, the people who were watching all called these people who wore mourning clothes and claimed to be upholding justice the name of gossip.

"When has Lord Cat ever killed a good man?"

"I heard from my aunt's cousin's uncle that when Master Pardon and Master Thirteen were in the imperial mausoleum, we had beaten these guys up. When the saint returned to Beijing, Lord Yumao heard about it. , killed two of them with firearms on the spot. If Habayashi hadn't stopped them, the remaining ones would probably have died."

"Huh? Isn't your aunt's cousin's uncle your father?"

"Ah~ don't pay attention to these details. Just say that our Thirteenth Master, Master She, and Lord Yumao, when have we ever beaten or killed good people? Good people can make Lord Yumao so angry?"

"This is... indeed not a good bird, and he still has the nerve to force the saint and His Majesty! Bah, what the hell!"

Look, one mouthful represents our Master Pardon, and one mouthful represents our Thirteenth Master.

This is usually divided into high points, and the good or bad of black and white can be seen immediately.

As for those pretty women in linen and mourning who cried so much that I felt pity for them, and the common people even thought it was a bit artificial.

Why? There are so many officials in the capital, and a few of them are like our Mr. She and Mr. Thirteen. The people they beat are all noble men. Even if they accidentally hurt us ordinary people, they will only use money to hit them. The main thing is to fight for your love. .

Not to mention Lord Yumao, even if Lord Yumao kills good people, then the good people should die. Who said Master Yumao has kept us people fed, clothed, and still have enough money to enjoy life in the past few years?

……

A group of people appeared in the palace gate. Xia Shouzhong led several dragon guards and crossed the Jinshui Bridge to the people who were crying for help. After scanning a circle of people with different expressions, he flicked the dust.

"His Majesty's Oral Order..."

The cries and pleas for life stopped immediately, and everyone looked up at Xia Shouzhong with a stern expression.

"It's unjust. My husband died unjustly..."

Xia Shouzhong snorted coldly: "Ms. Chen, please don't cry or howl. Whether you are wronged or not is up to you. We are here to pass on His Majesty's instructions. Since you are filial, we will not hold you accountable for violating the rules and disrespecting etiquette." ”

"quiet!"

The Long Imperial Guards all drank together. Whether it was Chen or others, they all closed their mouths like chickens and ducks being strangled by the neck.

The imperial authority is so strict, how many people dare to behave like Jia Cong in the Fengtian Palace?

"His Majesty has decreed that I have ordered the Criminal Department, the Procuratorate, and the Dali Temple to investigate the case of Chen and Wan in detail. I will personally interrogate you tomorrow. I will not pursue your violation of regulations and disrespect for the time being, and will immediately investigate it." Disperse!"

The emperor's oral instructions caused silence in front of the palace gate.

However, the emperor seems to have become much more peaceful in the past two years, causing many people to lose their respect for the imperial edict.

Mrs. Chen just paid it back. For a woman to come to the palace gate crying and complaining, it was because someone was behind her.

If her husband is dead and she offends the emperor again, how will she and her children survive in the future?

Chen and Wan's family members basically had the same idea. After receiving the emperor's promise, they wanted to return home and wait for the court's decision.

However, until now, this matter is not a matter of death or death at all, but someone wants to use this to challenge the emperor's plan to reform the official system.

Therefore, if Chen and others want to retreat, some people will not let them retreat. This is the difference between abandoning a piece and playing chess.

For example, at this moment, Mrs. Chen was ready to bow down and accept the decree, but she heard someone snort from the side...

"Eunuch, it is you, the treacherous sycophants, who have blinded the saints and blocked the way of speech, and have caused the powerful to act illegally and kill the court officials in public. Today we will speak out with justice to protect the justice of Heaven. Why don't you go back quickly?" , report this heinous injustice and atrocities to the imperial court!"

"Gong Qingyang said it well. We, the righteous people, take it as our duty to protect the justice of heaven, and we will not let those powerful people do lawless things!"

Xia Shouzhong glanced coldly at the white-bearded old man who made an impassioned speech and the middle-aged scribe who seconded his words.

He didn't know the middle-aged man, but he was very familiar with the man named Qingyang Gong.

Yuan Shu, the former chief academician of the Hanlin Academy, is now one of the great Confucians in Gyeonggi Province, the mountain chief of Qingyang Academy, and a master of Neo-Confucianism, known as Qingyang Gong.

There is nothing to say about this talent. It is only when he has learned five things that he is good at eight things.

But this person's character...heh, this is the type of person the scholar is talking about.

As long as there is a difference of opinion from him, it will immediately rise to the distinction between good and evil. Any remarks that are different from his theory will be classified as evil.

His Qingyang Academy only admitted the sons of wealthy families or people who were interested in Neo-Confucianism. Children from poor families could not enter his school at all. Yuan Shu got involved in the battle for the reserve position at the beginning, and Yuan Youchu had to resign from his official position to retire early.

This man was unwilling to give up. He opened a small academy in Gyeonggi Province and recruited the sons of high-ranking officials. He soon made a name for himself and was regarded as a master of Neo-Confucianism. His reputation was even greater than when he was an official.

Originally, I was thinking of raising my child for a few years before returning to the court, but I didn't expect that first Jia Cong and Daiyu introduced compulsory education, breaking the academic monopoly on knowledge.

Now the emperor wants to reform the official system again, and there are even rumors that he will reform the imperial examination system. This can be regarded as digging the foundation of people like Yuan Shu.

During this period of time, he kept in contact with others and couldn't stand the instigation of others, so Yuan Shu ended up personally.

Chen Shoushi was one of his disciples, and what Chen Shoushi said in the imperial mausoleum were actually the thoughts that Yuan Shu had always instilled.

How can a person with mud legs be tainted by the noble way of a saint?

Reforming the official system is an evil method!

The emperor should rule from the top down, but if that doesn't work, the emperor can just stay in the harem and play with women. The great political affairs of the world should be managed by knowledgeable and capable people like them.

Xia Shouzhong silently remembered the person who echoed Yuan Shu's words, and said coldly: "Our family is just a eunuch. Whatever the emperor says, our family will do it. Mr. Yuan has such a loud voice, he talks about justice and shuts down about justice. Okay, our family is like this Then go back to the imperial court and report Mr. Yuan's "righteous speech" to the emperor word for word. If Mr. Yuan waits a little longer, maybe after our eunuch returns to the emperor, the emperor will order Mr. Yuan to go. Interrogate this 'murderer', Marquis Yongfeng."

Yuan Shu also didn't expect that Xia Shouzhong didn't even argue, and even turned his army against him.

It's okay for him to have a verbal spat, but to try a case? Or Jia Cong, the Marquis of Yongfeng. Will he? Does he dare?

This……

Huh~

You know that these people are all strong-mouthed kings, but they still speak uprightly? I bother!

Xia Shouzhong chuckled inwardly, and when Yuan Shu stopped speaking, he raised his eyebrows sarcastically.

He ignored Yuan Shu and others, but said to Chen again: "Since Mr. Yuan has no objection, our eunuch will go back to the palace first. By the way, it's cold, so Mrs. Chen should go back first. After all, this matter probably won’t stop for ten days and a half, after all, some people don’t want Chen Shaoqing to stop under Jiuquan!”

……

Jia Cong was sitting in the shelter at the entrance of Huangji Palace, gnawing happily on a chicken leg in one hand.

From time to time, there were sounds of yelling and banging boards in the side hall. The old saint really still loved his grandson, even if he was not his own grandson, he was better than those two "bastards".

"Brother Cong, isn't it good for you to be like this? Your father is being beaten and you are still eating."

Jia Cong handed the uneaten chicken leg to Liu Hong. The prince took it and took a bite. The freshly roasted chicken leg was sprinkled with cumin. The smell...suck, suck, suck~

clap~

Ouch~

"Enhou, I can smell the aroma of barbecue. Ouch~ It still smells of cumin! Ouch~"

"I smell it too, Wow~ This is Brother Cong's craftsmanship, Wow~"

Jia Cong's head appeared at the gate of the side hall, and Jia She and Liu Ke saw the half-eaten chicken leg in his hand at the same time.

slap~

"Twenty-seven!"

slap~

"Twenty-eight!"

……

slap~

"thirty!"

"Ouch, ouch~ It's unreasonable, your son killed someone, why should I accompany you to get punished!"

Liu Ke suffered another thirty blows, and he was so resentful that he felt resentful towards his little daughter-in-law who had been offended.

He and Jia She put their arms around each other, and the fellow sufferer limped out of the palace.

Liu Ke ordered his servants to help them, but they were rushed aside by the two men.

Both of them want to be strong and will never show weakness in front of their juniors.

"Eldest nephew, do you think your uncle and I were wronged? It was Jia Enhou who beat me, his son who killed me, but it was your uncle and me who were beaten!"

Liu Hong helplessly replied: "Uncle Thirteen, why can't Grandpa Huang see that you are instigating Brother Cong?"

"What? Encourage this kid? Don't talk nonsense, I didn't, it's not me!"

Old Thirteen will never admit that his nephew has hit his mark. He, Old Thirteen, is as innocent as water, how could he do such a "conscientious thing (happy and comfortable)".

Jia She patted Lao Shisan on the shoulder: "Okay, don't talk about these useless things. Let's go for a walk. Let's go get something to eat. We'll have to kneel down for a while."

The two of them were beaten by the saints from childhood to adulthood. They were beaten with a plank and then went to the Fengxian Hall to make them kneel. Then they committed another crime and were beaten with a plank again and were punished to kneel again...

Alas, this process is simply too familiar.

"Forgive me, you don't have to kneel down today..."

what?

Jia Cong added: "The sage said that today is the Lantern Festival, so we don't need to go to the palace banquet. Let us go home first and come to the palace tomorrow to attend the court meeting."

Liu Hong nodded and confirmed this.

To put it bluntly, the three of them should go home first to avoid the limelight and recharge their batteries. There is still a tough battle to be fought tomorrow.

The Crown Prince cupped his hands and said, "The Emperor has decreed that if Duke Rong Guo educates his son laxly, he will be fined one year's salary... Oh, by the way, Thirteenth Uncle, the Emperor has also fined you one year's salary."

ha?

"Jia Cong is not my son, why should he punish me again? Ouch, my butt!"

Upon hearing that he had also been fined a year's salary, Lao Shisan immediately jumped to his feet and complained, not wanting to scratch the wound on his butt, and took a deep breath.

Liu Hong held his forehead, Grandpa Huang was really good at predicting things.

He smiled bitterly and explained: "Grandpa Huang said that if Uncle Thirteen asks this, let my nephew tell him a word... I really suffered a lot in my last life, and I don't let anyone worry about it. Don't you like to watch the excitement? Okay? Okay, then I will let others see your excitement!"

……

The excitement in the capital was one after another. On the Shangyuan Festival, first Marquis Yongfeng killed and injured the imperial officials in public. Then Chen, Wan and others, as well as more than 20 Confucian scholars and imperial officials in the capital, went to the palace gate to complain and plead for mercy. .

It was still dark and the palace banquet had not yet begun, but the latest news about the Second Saints' treatment of Prince Zhongshun Liu Ke, Rong Guo Gong Jia She and Yongfeng Hou Jia Cong were reported in the Forbidden City.

Prince Zhongshun Liu Ke and Duke Rongguo pardoned him for thirty years and fined him one year's salary.

It's this kind of itching punishment again. Is Jia She really the saint's biological son? All civil and military officials who heard the news had almost the same idea.

Huh? Wait, why didn't "murderer" Jia Cong even hit him?

Is there any king law?Are there any laws?

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(End of this chapter)