In Tang Luli, slaves and maids belonged to the untouchables, and if they beat and killed their masters, they would have to be punished more heavily. Not to mention that they have been killed, or that the premeditated murder has not been done and has not caused any harm, they must be beheaded. Causing injury or death is even more beheaded. However, if the servants beat each other and murder each other, it is only treated as an ordinary person murdering each other, and if no harm is caused, it is only three years' imprisonment. Therefore, the key to this case is whether the identity of this concubine is a master or a slave, if it is a rich man, these servants must be executed, otherwise, it will only be a matter of three years in prison.

In this case, Xiao Jiading already had provisions in the "Tang Law Discussion" formulated a few years later, but it was not in the "Yonghui Law" at this time, so there was no legal basis.

Xiao Jiading glanced at Tang Dalang curiously and said, "You are also from the official mansion?" ”

"Isn't it that you can't discuss the case?"

"Absolutely." Xiao Jiading knew that there was a discipline called Ming Law in the imperial examination in the Tang Dynasty, which was to test the criminal law. So it's not surprising that scholars study cases, just like students in law universities today.

Xiao Jiading said: "The key to this case depends on the identity of this concubine. See if she has the status of the owner. ”

Tang Dalang nodded: "This is natural, whether the concubine is a master or a slave, the criminal law does not stipulate it." ”

"Why is there no rule? It's in the "Yonghui Order". - As long as he is 'not worthy of the money', he is not the master. Neither the concubine nor the concubine could share the wealth, so they were not masters. ”

"Really? Is there such a rule? ”

Xiao Jiading saw that it was something that was sorted out by later generations, but in fact, he didn't know if Lu Dao had already come out with this regulation at this time. However, there are too many Tang Lu Tang Orders, there are thousands of them, and it is not easy for ordinary people to find them, so he stubbornly said: "Of course there is." You can go through it. However, although this concubine is not the master in this case, whether he can be treated according to the master depends on the status of her son. - Is the child born to this concubine and the master considered the master at home? Can I get a share of the property? ”

The master in the Tang law includes all the people in the family, and if the family is divided, the person who can get a share of the property.

Tang Dalang said: "It's the master, this rich man has said publicly that this is his son, and after he dies in the future, he will let this son share his inheritance with his other children." ”

"Since this is the case, this concubine should belong to the master. The servants should be put to death according to the slave and maid for murdering their master. ”

"Oh? For what? ”

"It's very simple, her sons are all masters, is the status of the mother still lower than that of the son? The so-called mother is more precious than the child, and 'the mother's law does not descend to the son'. ”

Tang Dalang patted his head, suddenly realized, and said, "That's right! That's great, and it really should be. There is no truth that his son is the master, but his mother is not the master. Well, the reason is very convincing. - I can't see that you really have a good understanding of criminal law! Ha lu haha. Come on, come on, I'll salute you with a bowl! ”

"It's over." Xiao Jiading said, and drank another bowl with that Tang Dalang.

Ya Niang called a musician, played music, and danced by herself. This Ya Niang's dance was very good, and it was full of a temptation, and Xiao Jiading and Zhu Haiyin's eyes were straight.

In this way, while drinking, he enjoyed Ya Niang's piano and singing, dancing with long sleeves, and Tang Dalang asked Xiao Jiading some criminal law things from time to time, and they drank in a big bowl, so it didn't take long for Xiao Jiading, Tang Dalang, and Zhu Haiyin to get drunk.

That Tang Dalang was already the most drunk, and he seemed to want to get himself drunk, and at the end it was his servant who came in and helped him to get into the chariot and leave. Ya Niang kept supporting him, sending him to the car, looking at the chariot and going away, and then came back.

After he left, Xiao Jiading was more sober, because he still had something to do, and when he saw that Zhu Haiyin was also drunk, he said: "Brother Zhu, there are still things to tell Miss Yaniang in the future, you go back first." ”

Zhu Haiyin was also drunk, and he had heard that Xiao Jiading was going to talk to Ya Niang before, so he didn't bother, so he pulled Xiao Jiading over and whispered in his ear: "Big brother, I'm done here, I'll come out to find my younger brother, and my younger brother will arrange two stunners for you to spend the night with you!" Ya Niang never stays with guests. Hey, hey, hey. ”

"No need, I'm drunk today, I just want to sleep after talking about things, you're almost done, go back and rest!"

Zhu Haiyin was also really drunk, so he waved his hand and staggered away.

Xiao Jiading looked at Ya Niang with drunken eyes, although Ya Niang didn't drink as much as them, she already had seven or eight points of alcohol, her pretty face was red, her eyes were as charming as silk, she was eating and laughing, and said: "Xiao Gongzi, you fill in the lyrics for Da Lang, why don't you write a poem for the slave family?" ”

Xiao Jiading leaned over with a salivating face and said, "If I write it for you, can I stay with you for the night tonight?" ”

Ya Niang slapped her lightly and said angrily: "Dream of marrying a daughter-in-law, think of good things!" If you fill in the words for the slave family, I will grant you a request, except for the night! Luckily? ”

"Is that true?"

"That's nature!"

"Good!" Xiao Jiading looked at her drunken and said, "It can be seen that you have a deep relationship with this Tang Dalang." I'll use this as a topic to fill in the words with you, how about it? ”

"Childe becomes a poem in seven steps, and the slave family admires it, if you can get the son to fill in the words for the slave family, it will be a real blessing!"

Xiao Jiading looked at her curved willow eyebrows, blushing cheeks, especially the delicate red lips, and slowly recited Qin Guan's "Southern Songzi", which wrote about beauties:

fragrant ink bending painting,

The swallow fat is light and even.

Kneading the blue shirt and apricot yellow skirt,

Leaning on the jade alone, he nodded his lips speechlessly.

People go to empty water,

Hua Fei half-closed door.

Where to find the clouds in the troubled mountains?

Another hook of crescent moon shines at dusk.

After reading this poem, Na Yaniang actually liked it in her heart, but she deliberately pretended to be disappointed on her face, and said coquettishly: "It's not good, it's not good!" Where did the cloud-like negative person make me worry? It's you making it up, it's not good! Rewrite a song! ”

Xiao Jiading squinted at her: "Then Tang Dalang is not your lover?" ”

"Naturally not, just a regular customer of mine. How can it be a lover. ”

"How about I be your lover?"

"You?" Ya Niang giggled, "Then I have to see what you can do?" ”

"Ability?" Xiao Jiading looked down at his crotch exaggeratedly, and said with an obscene smile: "As your lover, what my ability is, you will naturally know the way." ”

Yaniang blushed all over her cheeks, took a sip gently, and said, "What the slave family said is your ability to make poems!" "The men who come to her are all serious to listen to her singing, watch and dance, and go against her poetry, how dare they be as obscene as Xiao Jiading? However, Xiao Jiading was originally the person she liked, and now she has seven or eight points of alcohol, listening to this, Fang Xin is not repulsed, but a little confused. Jiao Mei looked at him infinitely and said, "You can make another song for me, you have to ask for what I like." ”

"If you like it, let me be your lover?"

"Phew!" Ya Niang slapped him lightly and said, "The slave family said, except for this, I will promise you one other thing." How is it? ”

Xiao Jiading looked disappointed and said, "What words do you want me to fill in for you?" ”

"Whatever you want, just write it to the slave family."

"You just said that you don't have a lover?"

"Not really."

"Alright then, let's talk about you being alone in the empty room." Xiao Jiading remembered Li Qingzhao's "Huanxi Sha", and slowly recited it at the moment:

Mo Xu cup deep amber thick,

Before becoming intoxicated, the first melt.

The bell is already late.

Rui Brain Incense dispels soul dreams,

Chill the golden bun and pine trees,

Waking up to candles red.

After listening to this poem, Ya Niang was stunned, how many times, when she woke up drunk, she only had the candle flower red with her, and the usual singing and laughter reflected the loneliness when she was alone. This poem was written in her heart.

She thought stupidly, ** is not a long-term solution after all, and she should also think about the future to see if there is anyone she likes. The person in front of him, talented and extraordinary, was originally a candidate for the top, but was he true or false to himself? A lifelong event, not hasty.

Xiao Jiading saw that she was stunned and didn't speak, and he could see that she was very satisfied, so he smiled and said, "How is it?" It's time to be satisfied, right? ”

Yaniang woke up like a dream, and said with a straight face: "It's not good! You laugh at the slaves! You have to write a new lyrics to compensate! ”

This little girl is finished? obviously likes it to death, but deliberately says that he doesn't like it, because he doesn't want to agree to his request. Xiao Jiading squinted at her, thinking that this woman obviously had a good impression of herself, but she deliberately pretended to be tall, grandma's, the taller the woman, the more waves! Men are not bad, women are not loved!

Xiao Jiading smiled evilly and said, "It's okay to fill in another song for you, it's just ......"

"But what?" Ya Niang looked at him affectionately.

"Gotta let me smell it first!" With that, he reached over, wrapped his arms around her waist, pulled her into his arms, and kissed her on the red lips.

Ya Niang couldn't imagine that he, a Sven person, would do such a vulgar overlord to bow hard, so she was so shocked that she snorted, turned her face, and kissed her cheeks. Ya Niang hurriedly pushed him away. got up to leave, but he hugged him from behind, and this hug, the devil's claws were covering one of her pair of puff pastry.

This Ya Niang is really a performer, this body has never been touched by a man, not to mention the crisp breasts on the chest, all of a sudden, the whole body is paralyzed, there is still the strength to get out, just turned her face sideways, looked up at him weakly, and said in her mouth: "Childe, don't ......"

Xiao Jiading didn't let go, smiled lewdly, and said, "Don't you want me to write another song?" Listen up! At that moment, he slowly recited the famous poem of Song Huizong:

The former of the shallow wine people,

Nephrite lamps are embraced.

Looking back into the embrace is always reasonable,

Pain, pain, pain.

Push Lang lightly.

Hearing the trembling voice,

Slightly frightened.

Try and change,

There are no sews,

This time the flavor is crazy,

moving,

arm to arm,

lips together,

Tongue to tongue.

After chanting, Xiao Jiading laughed and said, "Let's also try the 'lips together, tongues together', how about it?" With that, he turned her around, hugged her tightly in his arms, and kissed her red lips.