Nong Yi said awe-inspiringly, "That Qian Yong beat and killed the grass people's parents, although he received the emperor's amnesty, but his conscience was uneasy, so he prayed that the grass people took his life to calm God." The grass people are not guilty of his wishes. ”

This time the uproar was even more intense, and Mo Wu's face was full of surprise, "It's the first time I've heard of such a strange thing in this palace, since you said that he begged you to kill him, is there any evidence?" ”

Nong Yi saluted, "My lord, look." ”

After saying that, he pointed to the two tall people in the group of kneeling Qian family slaves, "The two of them were also present that day, opening the way for that Qian Yong, the grass people have no ability to fly to the sky, the two of them are so burly and tall, if it weren't for Qian Yong's request, they could throw the grass people out of half the street with one hand." ”

Seeing that the two of them were indeed strong, Xia Ji asked: "Since the two of you were present that day, why didn't you protect your master." ”

The two of them were tall and their voices were shaking, "It's the master who asked the slave to get out of the way." ”

Nong Yi pointed to the other two and said: "Both of them are Qian Yong's personal guards, and they are also famous martial arts masters in Xijun. ”

Xia Ji asked the two, "Why didn't you do it?" ”

"It was the master who asked the minions to get out of the way."

Nong Yi continued: "The grass people met Qian Yong in the market, and he didn't have any weapons on him, so naturally he couldn't kill people, but that Qian Yong was desperate for death, and he didn't give up, and forced his weapons into the hands of the grass people——"

"You murderer, you give back my son's life!"

Mother Qian couldn't cry anymore, and she was anxious to step forward to fight for her life, but she was stopped.

"And then?"

Xia Ji then asked.

Nong Yi's expression was even more calm, "Even if there is a great enmity for killing relatives, the grass people still think that everything should be done according to the law, so naturally they don't follow it." ”

After pausing for a moment, he lowered his head and sighed, and then raised his head, his eyes full of tears, "It's just that the grass people didn't expect that Qian Yong really had a heart of repentance, and if the grass people didn't kill him, the grass people were not allowed to leave, so they just held the grass people's hands and cut them off on him, and said again and again that killing people would pay for their lives, and they wanted the grass people to kill him, in order to comfort the souls of their parents in the sky, and the grass people saw him......"

Speaking of this, his voice actually snorted, "The grass people are just fulfilling his conscience, not guilty, there are many people in the market that day, and they can all testify for the grass people, I hope the adults will see it." ”

Next, whether it was the Qian family's house slave, or the people from the market who were summoned in later, and the two witnesses of the sons of the family, what they said was the same as what Nong Yi said - it was Qian Yong who forced Nong Yi to kill him.

"Lord Duan, Lord Xia, was forced to kill someone, how should he be sentenced according to the law of Fuyue?"

Mo Wu asked with a solemn expression.

Now he is indeed secretly scolding: It is more than innocent to die!

Xia Ji hesitated and didn't make a sound, Duan Shijie rushed to speak: "Niangniang, this is just the quibble of this Diao people, killing people on the street is a big crime, and it must not be tolerated, otherwise there will be endless troubles!" ”

"Endless troubles? What Lord Duan means is that in the future, there will be many people on the street who will follow suit, give their own knives to others, and force others to kill themselves. ”

King Jing, who had not said a word from beginning to end, got up and asked coldly.

Duanwang's expression was very popular, and the surrounding civil and military ministers were the same, surprised, atmosphere, sighing, and thinking that after all, after the other party was a hero, he died hastily, and he should also protect one or two, but if Nong Yi really has such a ability and is included in his own house, why not worry about silver rolling in the future?

With some forbearance that needs to be maintained, "No wonder Niangniang will say that she is wronged, which is really a big article, but this Nongyi is indeed the material for creating land, if you die unjustly, it is a pity, if you let it go, it is difficult to calm your mouth, it is better not to enter the official mansion as a slave, and from then on to do things for the court, you must not pay silver, what do you think?" ”

After a messy pile of inappropriate and even more inappropriate struggles, it was already past noon in the early dynasty, and the palace people arranged a meal for everyone to eat.

During the dispute, there were still constants, Mo Wu didn't bother to pay attention, he asked someone to pass the meal to the side hall, and tasted it slowly, the mother refused to eat, and cried in the hall vigorously, and the guards in charge felt that it was too damaging to the majesty, and the two of them dragged her outside the hall to cry.

Even if the queen returned from the dragon mountain, she made the decision alone, streamlined the personnel of the harem, and the number of food decreased, but what she went to was the extravagant and wasteful part, the exquisite part, Mo Wu still left it for herself, even if she couldn't eat braised pork, she could have a little bit of oil and fruit belly, just outside the noise, the queen ate happily, after eating, seeing that the noise outside had not stopped, she got up for a walk and digested the contents of the stomach.

After a tea time, the noise in the court was more intense, in order to prevent the situation from escalating into a fight scene, Mo Wu simply hid in the secluded Xizi Garden, on the red down maple tree in front of him, Mo Wu intimately poured a cup of tourmaline jade dew for himself, this tea has a mellow aroma, and there is a deep aftertaste in the shallow taste, take a sip, and the spirit is calm.

"Mother, the weather is good today, are we going to Fengque Accord?"

The little white dragon was dressed in a white one-piece cotton suit, and his waist was tied with a black jade carved inlay belt from the Lushui Chu family, which was quite a bit of a royal prince.

God in the fragrance of tea, gently raised his eyes, when he took him back to the palace encountered many obstacles, fortunately, Emperor Hua passed the book in time, named him the prince, and gave the name Han Bailong, only to block the mouth of the leisurely, I don't know the day when his class teacher returned to the court, see this child, will he really like it?

There is also Fengque Pavilion, which is an elegant place for tea and poetry rebuilt from a large family house that I bought on a corner of West Street, every time I am impatient in the palace, I will quietly slip away to stay for a day, and it is also a quiet place.

"Today's important case is pending trial, and I can't go."

The child's face was somewhat disappointed, but Shenlong's mind has always been simpler than that of people, not to mention the little Shenlong, who was coaxed by Mo Wu for a few words, and then went to play somewhere else.

But with two feet in front and back, the chubby Duan Wang, wearing the golden crown of Prince Wuzhu, trotted in, and there were fine beads of sweat on his white and chubby forehead, and it seemed that he was running more than once.

"Brother Duanwang, why are you so anxious?"

Mo Wu made a cup of tea and asked him.

hurriedly made a simple salute, took a sip of tea, and immediately regretted it: "The best tourmaline jade dew, it's a pity." ”

Mo Wu smiled and poured another cup for him, which was full of fragrance.

"This king inquired, it's true."

Duan Wang said excitedly.

Clueless, Mo Wu asked puzzledly, "What is true." ”

"This king inquired clearly, it is that Nong Yi, who can really grow 500 catties of grain per acre, more than a year, more than one acre. If it weren't for the fact that his parents were beaten to death by Qian Yong's loser last year, maybe they would be able to grow 500 catties per acre? ”

Duanwang was still very excited, just like the white flowers and silver in front of him.

Mo Wu nodded, waiting for him to continue.

"Xijun can have 500 catties, and Dongji, Nanyan and Beiyan may be able to produce 700 catties or 1,000 catties per mu."

Duanwang said excitedly, "Xijun used to often riot because of natural disasters, and bandits were also rampant, if you can let those people eat a full meal first, the headaches of the imperial court over the years will also be reduced a lot, before resisting the first wash, Xijun is always immobile, if that farmer Yi planted 500 acres of land, how can the people's livelihood be unstable?" The most important thing is that the money from the sale of grain to the nine countries every year is enough to cover the entire income of the national treasury. ”

A gentleman loves money and takes it in a good way.

This is Kang Lin's most simple and direct evaluation of this blessed Duanwang, he likes to participate in anything that makes money, but he never forces it, there is nothing wrong with liking money, the important thing is how to earn.

In response to his words, Mo Wu said yes again and again, and was a little worried, "I heard that the famous Lord Duan still has some relatives with the Qian Yong family, after all, this Nong Yi also killed people on the street, although there was a reason for it, but it is not easy to protect him." But if such a person can't protect him, and I heard that he doesn't have any relatives to care about, I'm afraid it will be difficult to do things in the future. ”

"Niangniang's insight is really scorching."

Duanwang arched his hand, kissed and drank a sip of tea, and breathed a deep sigh of relief, "This king originally wanted to sentence him to be a slave like an official, and it is God's grace to save his life, but his parents are dead, and he has no wife and no children, so he has no worries, but anyone with a little talent, his heart is always higher, if he is really sentenced to be a slave, I am afraid that he will not be dedicated, and then look at his body, really toss a few days according to the slave, I am afraid that he will not survive next year's spring ploughing." ”

After saying that, he slapped the table of Chaoshi hard, and soon shook his hand in pain, and continued: "This king just said that he would be sentenced to slavery or hasty, how is it good now?" ”

Mo Wu shook his head in annoyance, and then thought of something and said: "I also heard that this palace also heard that Duan Shijie also had a bit of business in Kanglin, and he relied on Brother Duanwang's face for many things, so he still has a little jealousy of Brother Wang, why don't Brother Duanwang send someone to secretly signal one or two, so that he can also know how to lift?" ”

The chubby prince nodded, "Although Duan Shijie is a little related to that Qian Yong, but after all, he is not in person, I believe that he will still give this bit of affection to this king, but that Xia nationality, this person is not an ordinary old-fashioned, I'm afraid it will be difficult to do." ”

"That Xia Residence Palace also heard that it was old-fashioned and old-fashioned, and it could only be bothered by Brother Duan, and he could also secretly probe it. Now that the court is arguing fiercely, there won't be any result for a while, so why don't you take the opportunity to fight outside? ”

King Duan's face was happy, and he immediately arranged for someone to go to test the word, and soon said with a bitter face: "If Duan Shijie agrees, Brother Wei will naturally not object too much, but my second emperor brother is also a stubborn person who doesn't know how to change, if he opposes, this king is afraid that he won't be able to resist." ”

Mo Wu smiled secretly in his heart, but on the surface, he said kindly: "In the court just now, didn't Brother Jing also protect Na Nongyi?" ”

"Brother Jing Wang said something for Nong Yi, but he may not necessarily be able to maintain Nong Yi's thoroughness, but Brother Huang has always liked to take care of the overall situation, that Nong Yi can produce 500 catties per mu, and he should really protect it."

His right hand kept touching his chin, "Brother Jing, this king really has nothing to do." ”

Mo Wu deeply agrees.