imperial princess

Chapter 017: Beating the Drums and Crying for Injustice, The Prince Arrives!

At three quarters later, a carriage approached from far away, and parked steadily outside the Yamen of Shuntian Mansion. Two small white hands raised the door curtain, one left and one right, and the handsome and lovely Shuang'er jumped down first, and turned around. He stretched out his hand into the carriage again, and a slender hand like jade rested on his hand, followed by a pure white figure wearing a white gauze bamboo hat. It is not difficult to guess from the serving pair and his thin figure He should also be a Shuang'er, and he was also a Shuang'er raised in a deep house by a wealthy family.

"This is the Shuntian government office?"

Three Shuang'er who seemed to be about the same age and two maids got out of the car one after another. Shuang'er wearing a bamboo hat looked straight ahead. There is a huge and mighty stone sculpture, and on the right hand side stands a nearly two-meter-high grievance drum. Eight government servants are lined up on both sides. All of them are tall and mighty, without squinting. Their momentum is enough to scare away those timid people. .

"Yes master."

Shuang'er standing behind him bowed to respond, another Shuang'er who looked younger timidly tugged at the hem of his clothes, leaned over and whispered, "Brother Zhao, what are we doing here?"

That's right, they were none other than Ye Zhao and his party. Compared with Ye Tong's closeness, Chunhua and the others seemed much more respectful and reserved.

"Shuntian government office is a place to make decisions for the people and avenge the people's grievances. What do you think I am here for?"

After finishing speaking, Ye Zhao took a step forward, and under the white gauze of the bamboo hat that no one could see, her cherry red lips curved in a strange arc. Aren't Shangshufu and Houfu both embarrassed?Today he let them have their fill.

"Brother Zhao..."

Ye Tong has been in a daze since the morning until now, and Ye Tong is panicked and has no idea, but he has to trot to catch up.

"Chunhua, beat the drums!"

The yamen servant did not stop them, standing in front of the big drum, Ye Zhao stood with one hand behind his back, his voice was obviously much lower, carrying unquestionable orders.

"Yes."

Although he wondered why he had grievances and couldn't ask His Highness to decide for him, and insisted on making a fuss here, Chunhua stuck to his duty, without the slightest hesitation, picked up the drumstick and slammed the drum of grievance.

"Bump..."

The sound of the grievance drum was dull and long, resounding through the heaven and earth, and slowly spreading in all directions.

"How many shuang'er and sissy are playing the drums?"

"The one in white and wearing a bamboo hat should be the master. Judging by their clothes and demeanor, they don't look like they come from ordinary people. Why would such a person come to the Yamen to beat drums and complain?"

"You don't understand this, do you? The water in the Gaomen mansion is so deep, how can we ordinary people imagine it? I see, this person is probably a concubine raised in the back house of some powerful family. Because of my grievances, I will run to Master Qingtian regardless of my grievances."

"Little concubine dares to have such guts? If you offend the mistress, it would be light to beat her to death with a stick."

"No matter what, there must be a good show to watch today."

The nearby people were attracted by the sound of drums, and it didn’t take long for a large crowd to gather outside the yamen, chattering and guessing emerged endlessly. Due to the regulations of the imperial court, the local yamen tried cases and could not expel people, and the yamen servants outside were not easy to evict. Stop them from getting too far forward, so as not to disturb the plaintiff and get out of the way.

"Who plays the drums?"

About a quarter of an hour later, the quiet hall became lively. Dozens of yamen servants held sticks and lined up on both sides. It seemed that the 30-year-old teacher came hurriedly with the two of them, his face serious and bluffing. .

"It's my master."

After all, they belonged to the prince, and the four of Chunhua were calm and calm.

"You have grievances, who do you sue, and do you have a pleading paper?"

Faintly realizing that they are not ordinary people, the master looked at Ye Zhao. Before the lord is promoted, he must first receive the papers to get a general understanding of the case. What is your identity.

"Have."

Not intending to tangle with him, Ye Zhao took out the pleading paper he had prepared from his sleeve pocket in a kind manner: "I am the eldest concubine of the Marquis of Anding, Ye Zhao, the eldest son of the original concubine of the Ministry of Rites. Deceived my biological father, pretended to be sick and forced me to marry into the Marquis Mansion, secondly, sued my stepmother for treating my original wife's son harshly, greedy for my original wife's dowry, and the dowry given to me was all a decoration, and thirdly, sued my second brother, deliberately framed him, and ordered him to be married as a dowry On the wedding night, the man drugged the eldest son, framed me, and wanted to put me to death. Fourth, he sued Yang Huai'an, the eldest son of the Marquis of Anding. Almost beat me to death, the above are my grievances, all of which have been recorded in detail in the pleadings, and I will present the evidence when my lord rises to court later."

As long as there is no shame in any noble family, sometimes face is more important to them than life. In contrast, Ye Zhao is not so particular. The more they care about things, the more he will destroy them. Even if it is impossible to overthrow them, at least tear off their hypocrisy and let them live with him on the cusp of the storm. He wants to see if Ye Yang can marry Rong smoothly after his reputation is notorious. Fan, no, to be precise, it should be Rong Fan who dares to marry him. The support of a minister of rites is not as good as the emperor's favor. If Rong Fan has no ambition, he will not become the emperor in the plot.

"My mother, she is actually the eldest concubine of the Hou Mansion, and the ones suing her are still her stepmother, brother and husband. Isn't this eldest concubine too stupid?"

"It's really a good show to watch now. The Minister of Rites and the Hou's Mansion, tsk tsk... just say that the backyard of the mansion is not simple, it really is."

"The eldest son of the Minister of Rites, is he the one who was said to have killed Qin Kefu two years ago? I heard that he killed his own mother when he was born. He was just about to propose marriage to his fiancé, who suddenly died suddenly."

"It seems that there is such a thing. The Hou's mansion is bold enough. This kind of restrained and restrained people dare to marry the wrong one back home. They are not afraid that the son will be restrained to death?"

"Come on, didn't you hear what Ye Zhao said, stepmother is not kind, there's nothing wrong with it, I think it's probably because someone deliberately spread rumors to ruin his reputation."

"That's right..."

The master appeared, and there was silence inside and outside the yamen. Ye Zhao's words were fluent and clear, and all the words were heard by the onlookers. The discussion sounded again, and some twins or women with softer and kinder hearts looked at Ye Zhao. Even with sympathy and pity, but also feeling surprisingly angry at what happened to him.

"···"

Before he had time to read the pleading paper, the master was dumbfounded. He never dreamed that Ye Zhao's status was so noble, but what he did... It's not about a rich man, no matter how much he messes around, he will Do you care about your face?Could this person be a fake rich man?

He is not the only one who is dumbfounded?

Finally figured out what Ye Zhao was going to do, Ye Tong was also dumbfounded, but the matter has come to this point, he is not afraid, just a little worried, how will he live in the future if he has torn face with Shangshufu and Houfu.

"Ascension!"

"mighty···"

Time passed slowly, and more and more people came here after hearing the news, many of them were spies from various prefectures. The sound hit the ground, and the chattering and chattering people silenced one after another. When they came back to their senses, the master held the paper, as if he was holding a hot potato, and entered with an ugly face.

"Master, please."

Ye Zhao didn't know the rules of going to court very well. Chunhua reminded in a timely manner that others only saw that the master was indifferent, completely disregarding the face of his mother's family and in-law's family. Even his stepmother and husband dared to sue, but he felt from the bottom of his heart that the master was very serious. Smart, otherwise, the first person to sue him might not be his stepmother, but Ye Shangshu. Although the stepmother is also a mother, she is always separated by a layer. The biological father is different. The Southern Kingdom governs the country with benevolence and filial piety. One word of filial piety is enough to overwhelm Him, if he really sued his biological father, no matter whether he justified it or not, he would not be able to get anything good in the end.

"Ah."

Nodding, Ye Zhao led a few people into the hall. At this time, the master had already delivered the pleading paper to Fu Yin, and was whispering in his ear. The two of them still raised their eyes to look at him from time to time. It seems a little hard to say.

"See your lord."

Ignoring their different gazes, walking to the center of the hall, Ye Zhao bowed his hands and saluted, showing good manners and etiquette, as if he was not the one who sued his stepmother and husband regardless of the face of his mother-in-law and natal family.

"The concubine really wants to sue her stepmother and husband?"

Swinging back the master, Fuyin looked at him with some embarrassment. Shuntian Fuyin was different from other local yamen. He not only lived in the third rank, but also went up to the court to face the emperor. It is impossible to say that he is afraid of Ye Zhao's identity. The concubine of the Hou's mansion is not the concubine of the royal mansion. If there is no special reward from the emperor, they will not have an order. The reason for the embarrassment is that he is suing his stepmother, brother and husband, which is equal to his natal family and in-law's family. Whether it is the Shangshu Mansion or the Hou Mansion, they are not so easy to provoke. If he insists on suing, regardless of the black yarn on his head, Ye Zhao himself may not be able to live in the future. Will "die of illness" in the back house for no reason.

"Yes, my lord, please make the decision for me."

It's not that he didn't hear his deep meaning, but Ye Zhao ignored it. He clasped his fists again, and his attitude was extremely firm. He was not the original owner, and he only knew how to endure everything. It's even more unlucky, I believe there will be results soon, of course, it takes a certain amount of strength and confidence to act like this, which is one of the reasons why he chose Rong Che first.

"This case is of great importance, and it still needs to be..."

"His Royal Highness is here!"

Fu Yin still wanted to shirk, and tried to contact people from the Shangshu Mansion or the Hou Mansion to persuade him, but he didn't want to. The eunuch's unique high-pitched singing suddenly sounded outside the hall. Ye Zhao raised his eyebrows lightly in the hall, and the corners of his lips curled into an intoxicating arc, he came really fast, shouldn't he have sent someone to follow him all the time?

【End of this chapter】