Madam, protect me!

Butler Wu was thinking that when the young master regained his memory or knew what happened at home, he would not clamor to become a legalist. However, seeing that he was unwilling to give up, he had to say: "Okay, if you want to become a legalist, First, you have to take the imperial examination and become an official before you can have the power to enforce the law..."

With his persistence, Li Nuo finally inquired about the Legalist practice.

Legalists are legalists. If you want to practice the legalist way, you must first have the power to enforce the law.

Civilians and dignitaries do not have the power to enforce the law. If they want to obtain the power to enforce the law, they can only become officials.

Li Nuo also wanted to find an official position for him through the father of the third-rank official, but Butler Wu said that if he wanted to become an official in Daxia, the only way was to take the imperial examination. If he failed to pass the imperial examination, his father would be the one in Dali Temple. Qing is still the prime minister of the dynasty, so there is no way he can conjure an official out of thin air.

Well, the idea of ​​taking shortcuts was temporarily shattered, but Li Nuo was not discouraged.

In his previous life, he passed the law examination and the public examination. Although he didn't know how difficult the Daxia imperial examination was, he could still give it a try if he used the energy he had to take the public examination in his previous life and worked hard.

If you pass the imperial examination, you will be qualified to be an official.

All he lacks is a stepping stone. He has a father who is a third-grade official. As long as he can pass the imperial examination, his future official career will not be smooth, but it will be smooth.

Although it was somewhat inconsistent with his core values ​​to think this way, he was almost dead, so how could he think about it?

Legalism follows the path of enforcing the law, upholding the law, and protecting justice. Generally speaking, children can choose to be county captains or magistrates. Going further, they can become officials in the Ministry of Punishment, Yushitai, or Dali Temple.

Li Nuo did not have an official status, but thanks to his status, before he was qualified to be an official, the Chang'an County Magistrate would not say no if he went to the county government to review minor cases.

Butler Wu watched his young master's eyes become more and more determined and his expression became more and more passionate. He couldn't help but ask: "Master, do you really want to follow the path of Legalism?"

Li Nuo asked: "Why, can't it be done?"

He found that Butler Wu seemed to be preventing him from practicing law intentionally or unintentionally.

Butler Wu sighed and said: "Although Legalism's abilities are still above martial arts, it is not easy to get started, and it is extremely difficult to practice. It may take decades to make any progress. Young Master needs to think clearly."

Li Nuo asked doubtfully: "Why?"

Butler Wu explained: "When legalists start to practice, they only need to hear some ordinary cases. This can take as short as one or two years, or as long as three or five years, and then you can get a first glimpse of the door. But if you want to practice deeply, you need to To judge what others cannot judge, to kill what others cannot kill, old slave said this, Young Master, do you understand?"

Li Nuo himself studied Legalism, so of course he knew the limitations of Legalism.

In another world, Legalism is the political spokesperson of the common people. Everything is "governed by the law" and emphasizes "no distinction between relatives and strangers, no distinction between high and low, always based on the law", "no matter whether the emperor or his ministers, high or low, obey the law", "no punishment is allowed for delinquency" Avoid ministers and reward good deeds without sparing ordinary people"...

Under the law, there are no privileges, which obviously touches the interests of the privileged class.

Li Nuo asked: "Are you saying that practicing Legalism will encounter obstacles from big shots?"

Butler Wu was relieved that the young master had indeed become smarter and could figure out the key so quickly.

He nodded and said: "That's right. The Legalists are not like the doctors, who only need to study medical skills to cure diseases and save people. It's not like the Mohists, who only need to study craftsmanship, and it's not like the farmers who spend their whole lives cultivating the land. Legalist practice requires concentration. For the sake of the law, first behead civilians and then behead ministers. Only in this way can we continue to improve, just like a sharp sword hanging over the heads of ministers. Therefore, Legalist disciples have always been tolerated by the powerful. Since the end of the Warring States Period, they have gradually declined. Someone repaired it..."

Li Nuo thought for a while and asked, "Which repair shop does my father work in?"

Butler Wu said: "Confucianism."

Li Nuo was a little surprised. The Minister of Dali Temple, who stood at the top of Daxia's legal world, was actually a Confucianist. It seemed that Legalism was really in decline.

Li Nuo understood what Butler Wu said, and he also knew that challenging an entire class as an individual would usually lead to a tragic death.

But if he does not practice Legalism, he will die quickly.

It seems like you have a choice, but in fact you have no choice.

Li Nuo waved his hand and said, "I understand, let's talk about it later..."

He knew very well that Butler Wu did not allow him to practice law for his own good. Everyone knew about the Loli Island incident. Even a modern country could not bring all criminals to justice. The Manchu officials still existence, let alone a feudal dynasty.

If you are halfway through cultivation, you will kill the powerful people. If you continue to cultivate, won’t you kill the emperor?

No one who becomes emperor can tolerate Legalism.

Today's Legalists are more of a tool for managing the grassroots, and cannot reach the powerful at all. Naturally, no one practices Legalism to a high level.

Butler Wu glanced at Li Nuo quietly and thought that the young master would not turn against Tiangang now, would he?

After coughing slightly, he stood up and said, "It's getting late. Master, please rest early. The old slave has also gone back."

Li Nuo waved his hand and said, "Go."

After Butler Wu left, Li Nuo sat at the table, holding his chin with one hand, his eyes gradually losing focus.

In this half day, too many things happened to him.

A court clerk in the 21st century just took a nap and came to another world. When he opened his eyes, he was assassinated. He thought it was a dream. He was knocked unconscious by a pillar. When he opened his eyes again, he saw a countdown to death. He caught someone. The female assassin was kicked unconscious by her wife again. When she went out, she was almost shot through the head with an arrow...

His more than twenty years of experience were not as rich and exciting as this half day.

He had to slow down a bit.

…

night.

Li Mansion.

In a quiet room, a young woman sat at the table, looking at the slowly beating candlelight with a slightly absent-minded gaze.

This morning, when she saw the miserable appearance of the woman in the woodshed, she could not control the anger in her heart for a moment.

Although her husband is a fool, he has never committed any crime.

Of course, she soon learned that it was a misunderstanding.

But compared to him committing crimes, it seems even more surprising that a fool who only giggles and drools every day suddenly becomes normal and can even be said to be smart.

Strangely enough, she didn't feel anything when he was stupid.

Now that he is no longer stupid, she doesn't know how to get along with him.

This made her, who was always feeling calm, a little upset.

His fingers habitually caressed the long sword in his hand.

But it didn't feel that familiar.

She lowered her head in confusion, and then said in surprise and confusion, "Where's my sword!"

Another room separated by a wall.

Li Nuo sat at the table, his eyes moved, and he finally woke up from his daze.

I don't know how long I was in a daze. When I turned around, I saw that it was already dark outside.

He collected himself and let out a long breath.

At this moment, he has accepted the time travel.

In his previous life, his parents died young, and half a year ago, he sent away his grandmother who raised him. In fact, he didn't have much strong concern for him in another world. The only thing he felt was that he had to work hard to pass the law and public examinations. , the iron rice bowl that was finally served was just gone...

If I had known earlier, I wouldn’t have worked so hard.

However, he felt better when he thought that what he served in this life should be regarded as a golden rice bowl.

After being in a daze, Li Nuo realized that he was unbearably hungry. The meal delivered by Butler Wu in the afternoon was already cold. Li Nuo didn't care. Just when he was about to use his chopsticks, there was a knock on the door outside.

He stood up, walked to the door of the room, opened the door, and saw the figure in front of him. After being slightly stunned, he asked: "Madam, it's so late, is something okay?"

He knew that although the two were married, they had always slept separately.

The cold woman asked: "Have you seen my sword?"

Li Nuo shook his head and said: "No..."

The woman's eyes moved slightly downward and asked, "What is that in your hand?"

Li Nuo looked down and found that he had a sword in his hand.

Li Nuo didn't remember at all when the lady's sword came into his hands.

Li Nuo quickly returned the sword to her and said, "Sorry, I don't know why your sword is in my hand..."

The woman in white didn't say much, turned around and left, took two steps, paused slightly, but didn't look back, and said, "I'm sorry about what happened today, I misunderstood you."

Li Nuo rubbed his chest, which was still aching, and said generously: "It's okay."

He saved his life, so that kick didn't matter.

Although my wife is a bit violent, she is still reasonable.

Looking at the figure that was about to disappear in the courtyard, Li Nuo asked in a strange way: "By the way, madam, what's your... name?"

He suddenly remembered that he didn't know her name yet.

The figure had disappeared, and Ruoyouruowu's voice came from the darkness.

"Song Jiaren."

…

"Song Jiaren..."

What a nice name. Li Nuo recited it several times in his mind. He turned around and returned to the room. When he was about to close the door, he was slightly stunned and looked at a pink purse in his hand.

What's this?

Why do I always have some weird things in my hand today?

Li Nuo opened the purse and looked at it. There were only some broken silver inside. He brought it to his nose and smelled it. The purse had a faint fragrance. He was not unfamiliar with this kind of fragrance. After all, he had been with his wife for a day, and her fragrance Li Nuo You can still smell it.

But why is the lady's purse also in his hand?

And...why would he say that?

Li Nuo thought about it. During the day today, Butler Wu's money bag also appeared inexplicably in his hand. Not only that, but also the lady's sword appeared inexplicably in his hand...

Thinking about it more carefully, it seems that when he returned the sword to the lady just now, his right hand made a habitual movement and moved her purse.

No, isn't it? Could it be that his predecessor was still a master thief?

Do you still retain some of his physical habits invisibly?

Impossible, a fool should not understand this. Suddenly, a bright light flashed in Li Nuo's mind.

He immediately summoned the code and fixed his eyes on the portrait of the man with the goatee on the second page.

Then, Li Nuo thought of another thing and looked at the female assassin on the first page.

A moment later, in a wing of Li Mansion, Butler Wu asked curiously: "Master, what are you doing in the assassin's room?"

The female assassin who assassinated Li Nuo was once a maid of the Li family. This was her room, which had been searched. It seemed a bit messy at the moment. Li Nuo searched the room and found it in the drawer in front of the bed. A piece of paper.

"Mao Shi: Get up, wash up and make up. Before three quarters at Mao Shi, clean the young master's courtyard."

The content on the paper is very simple. It tells what tasks she needs to do at what time every day, such as cleaning, making beds, etc. In such a high-rise compound, the servants have fixed tasks every day. Changes, the things you do every day also change.

After a while, Li Nuo asked housekeeper Wu to prepare the pen and ink, returned to the room, walked to the table, picked up the pen, and wrote the same content on another piece of paper.

"At 12:00 a.m., get up, wash and dress, and before 12:30 a.m., clean the young master's courtyard."

He picked up the two pieces of paper and compared the handwriting. They were both beautiful hairpin-shaped small regular script. They couldn't be said to be exactly the same, but there was absolutely no difference.