The peasant girl wants to turn the sky: the black-bellied husband, come to farm

Chapter 277

Qiao Xiaomai thought about it for two days but couldn't figure it out.

And these two days, Tong Sanlang really didn't come over.

Both Qiao Changshun and Qiao Dami were busy like spinning tops, but she could only lie in bed and recuperate, and from time to time refused Qiao Dami's attempts to change her dressing.

Daming Palace, Qinzheng Palace.

Emperor Yong'an sat on the dragon chair with a serious expression, and there were three memorials on the royal case in front of him.

There are only a few words in the two volumes, and the expansion of the remaining one is longer than the imperial case.

He raised his hand and tapped on the longest memorial, his brows furrowed into knots.

After thinking for a moment, he put away the three memorials and called Fang Hai in, "Go to Da'an Palace."

Fang Hai responded and hurriedly ordered people to prepare the dragon chariot.

Da'an Palace is the residence of the Supreme Emperor Yang Wenxiao. Yang Wenxiao is 89 years old this year, but he is still healthy and energetic.

He has a straight face with Chinese characters. Although this face is full of wrinkles now, you can get a glimpse of his youthful demeanor from those bright eyes.

"Father, I have something to discuss with you." Emperor Yong'an didn't talk nonsense, and directly explained the purpose of coming.

After briefly summarizing the contents of the three memorials, he finally asked, "What do you think?"

Dean Gu is stating the facts.

Yang Ye filed a complaint.

Cen Hongping also filed a complaint, accusing the magistrate of Huai'an County of arbitrarily judging the case, and Qiao Mai, a small village girl, who disrespected the country and France, and asked for severe punishment.

The three of them had their own reasons, and it was related to "The Law of Great Qi", so he came to ask Yang Wenxiao.

Yang Wenxiao is holding a white jade-like ceramic bowl to taste soy milk. He likes to drink this. For this reason, the Imperial Dining Room has developed many tricks, matching various ingredients to create different flavors. What he is drinking now is rice soy milk.

After listening to Emperor Yong'an's words, he drank the last sip slowly, and then sighed, "This rice, no matter how much you eat, the most unforgettable thing is the bowl you ate back then."

Emperor Yong'an was silent for a moment when he heard the words, and then a smile appeared on his serious face, "I heard from Ye'er that this Qiao Maizi is very good at cooking, why don't I call her to the capital to specialize in cooking?" Responsible for your meals?"

"Forget it, that bowl of rice is delicious." Yang Wenxiao put down the small bowl in his hand, turned his gaze, and looked at Emperor Yong'an, "Besides, that girl has such a strong temper. Didn't Cen Hongping say, who will come?" it's the same."

"What do you mean?"

"For the common people, the law is their protective umbrella, and now the law has become a boulder weighing down on them. This loophole in the law can only be filled and repaired by favor." Yang Wenxiao said, raising his hand and pouring another Bowl of soy milk.

This time, he didn't drink it, but held it in his hand, quietly looking at the pure white color.

A look of nostalgia appeared in his eyes, "Without the common people, where would the emperor come from?"

"But once this hole is opened, what should we do if there are more such cases in the future?"

Such a simple and brutal one-size-fits-all law was enacted in the first place to better control the people.

Only by being filial at home can one be loyal to the country outside.

Besides, filial piety also represents morality, the combination of morality and law, which is very effective.

"But on top of this filial piety, there are four words of fairness and justice. What Sun has done is too much. Could it be that you want to force Qiao Maimai to death?"

"Well... then what if someone follows suit and disobeys the emperor's orders in the future?"

"Analyze the specific situation in detail. If you want to die, let them die." A sneer appeared on Yang Wenxiao's face.

Threat?

If you want to die, you can die.

"Understood." Emperor Yong'an nodded.

"You...give Xiao Yezi a secret decree. The secrets in Bailu Town may not be kept secret. Let him stand up at the critical moment." Yang Wenxiao said again.

Yang Ye is just an idle prince, without any real power, and can't control people at critical moments.

　The Supreme Emperor is also a person with a story~ Do you think the words in his mouth are very modern, don’t worry, there will be an explanation later~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)