The new law was discussed by Shen Xiao and several old ministers of the Third Division who stood in Shen Ling's Bixiao Palace for days before Shen Xiao had an accident. At that time, everyone was blushing and thick-necked, and finally eighteen new laws were added to the old law.

There are three detailed rules on penalties for non-payment of debts. Either flogging, or hard labor, or paying it back on behalf of others. If there is no guarantor, it can also be repaid by the father and the son.

Shen Xiao remembered that at that time, Shen Ling had already stamped the imperial seal and sent it to the Dali Temple of the Criminal Department for sealing, and it was not clear when it was transferred to the local government. But there must be a copy of the plain text.

Master Song didn't believe what Shen Xiao said, shook his head and smiled contemptuously and said that he was going to report to the official: "Boy, you are so bold that you dare to talk nonsense about the laws of the imperial court, and you have kicked and injured people, I must report to the prefect to arrest you and put you in prison!" ”

The tone is completely bluffing. Shen Xiao's face was pale, and suddenly his Adam's apple rolled, and he pulled the corners of his mouth contemptuously.

"Okay, I'll accompany you to the mansion, and it just so happens that I also have to report to the official."

As soon as Shen Xiao left, it was an hour.

Zhao Qingmiao calmly read the idle book in the shop, and went out to deal with the guests when they came, but he didn't have time to think about anything else.

Chang Xi watched the sun tilt in the west, and pretended to remind him inadvertently: "It's all this hour, I'm afraid Shen Jiu's work won't be successful." ”

I don't know whose heart is disturbed by this kind of longing.

Zhao Qingmiao's eyelids closed, and he put down the teacup: That's it, I looked at Shen Jiu before, and it seems that he has no ability.

"Prepare a sedan chair and go to Furong Building to have a look."

made up his mind to go out and get into the sedan chair, and someone hurriedly ran over and asked, "Is it the second miss of the Zhao family?" ", and handed over a red post.

Zhao Qingmiao opened it and took a look, it turned out that the general soldier of the Xiangjun Dragon and Tiger Wei Tang was going to marry his daughter in three days, and he had come to inform the officials and businessmen of the city.

This general soldier has been stationed in the city for many years, and this little face still has to be given.

She hesitated, then changed her mind. "Let's go home first. I'll ask my brother to see what kind of congratulatory gift to give. ”

When Zhao Qingmiao returned to the house in a sedan chair, passed through the courtyard door, and went straight to the corridor, he saw a subordinate who was bowing his head and coming out of Zhao Yanjiu's room.

The man's face was a little familiar, and he walked away from the back door of the courtyard with quick steps. Zhao Qingmiao retracted his gaze with a slight groan, pushed the door and entered the house.

"Brother?"

Zhao Yanjiu was thinking about something on the case, and was suddenly disturbed, hurriedly took a book and covered it, suppressed the panic in his heart and breathed a long sigh of relief, changed his smile and said, "Qing'er, are you back?" ”

"I have something to say to you."

Zhao Qingmiao deliberately walked to the front of the case, so frightened that Zhao Yan stood up suddenly, pressed the book with one palm, and cleared his throat with a fist with the other: "Coincidentally, I also have something to tell you." ”

Zhao Qingmiao recalled the appearance of Fang Cai's subordinates, if he didn't remember it, he seemed to be a servant of the Wang family.

She had doubts in her heart, but she didn't mention it. He raised an invitation card in Yang's hand and said, "General Tang wants to marry his daughter, and he will invite us to the banquet in three days." I'll come back to you to discuss what kind of congratulatory gift I should give. ”

When Zhao Yan heard this, he twisted his eyebrows and thought about it for a while.

Gift-giving is a skillful job, giving less is to look down on the master's family, and giving expensive will provoke criticism, and add blockage at both ends.

"The chief soldier is one level higher than the prefect, but we haven't been in contact with each other and haven't asked anyone to do anything, so why don't we pick a pair of porcelain pillows and send them."

Before Zhao Yanjiu could speak, he heard Zhao Qingmiao say his thoughts first. He loosened his brows, and coaxed with a hippie smile: "It is worthy of my sister Zhao, you can make your own mind about this little matter in the future." By the way, how did I hear that Mr. Tang was recruiting a son-in-law to enter the door this time? ”

Tang Zongbing was appointed by the imperial court to garrison Yongcheng, and the assistant government managed river work and patrol matters for ten years. I heard that he was strictly disciplined in the army, did not play official tones or accept gifts, and only concentrated on military training. The son-in-law who is about to become a rich man is a local militia captain, who has no official position and a poor family, and he is somehow taken a fancy to Miss Tang.

Zhao Qingmiao stretched out her hand to push Zhao Yanjiu's face aside, and reluctantly told him: "Brother heard from Fengyuelou, right?" Don't learn from your aunt, always worry about irrelevant people and things. ”

"Where do I have?" Zhao Yanjiu exclaimed deliberately, and continued with a roll of his eyes: "I forgot to tell you one thing, I heard that the Lord of the Supervision Case is coming to Yongcheng, and the news has spread in private. The prefect of Tong's mansion should hold a banquet, and I will also go to visit and pay a visit when the time comes. ”

Surveillance case? Didn't you meet Qingchuan that time?

Zhao Qingmiao stared at his brother, wondering when did he start liking the court? Suddenly, his eyes darkened, and his tone was a little low: "Brother, didn't you say that you would never think about the past again?" Are you ...... Or are you unwilling? ”

Zhao Yanjiu thought that it was strange that his father was dismissed and dismissed, and it was not clear that he was drunk and drowned, so he was going to take the test to become a court official and find out everything clearly.

It's a pity that the sky doesn't follow people's wishes, someone deliberately obstructs him, Zhao Yanjiu will try to top the list, and he was framed for cheating and removed from his name. It was his sweetheart who stabbed him in the wound again, and he withdrew from his relatives and never saw each other again.

These can't let go of the past is like window paste paper, if you don't poke it, you will be safe, once it is pierced, it will hurt your heart a few times.

"I'm not for myself, look at you frowning again."

Zhao Yanjiu smiled stupidly, snorted with some sadness, reached out to brush her eyebrows, and pressed it heavily: "If you frown again, you will be old." ”

How could Zhao Qingmiao not know that it was his brother who was even more sad at the moment. She softened her tone and said, "Brother remember, when I was a child, I had a snowball fight with someone, and every time you were the first to make a move, I was the one who smashed it!" Everyone laughs, you don't pity your sister at all as a brother. ”

"Once, you ran with someone to fly a kite and lost me...... If I hadn't met a kind person to send me home, I'm afraid we would never see each other again! ”

The past is not all bitter, that little bit of sweetness, now that I think about it, it is still in front of me.

Zhao Yanjiu chuckled, "Yes, yes, yes, just that time, I was beaten by my father with a bamboo stick!" ”

The brother and sister looked at each other and smiled, and each swallowed a little sour.

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The sky is getting darker and darker, the autumn breeze is blowing, and I still feel shrunk when I hug my arms.

Zhao Qingmiao rushed to the Furong Building of the Song family, only to learn that Shen Jiu and Master Song had gone to the official mansion together.

What kind of virtue is Master Song? Talking back and forth can hurt Shen Jiu. Her heart sank, and she ordered the sedan chair man to go to the yamen quickly.

Chang Xi followed, and the lantern in his hand swayed from side to side as his pace accelerated.

When he finally arrived at the mansion, Zhao Qingmiao lifted the curtain and got out of the sedan chair. When I raised my eyes, I saw a person sitting listlessly on the steps.

Shen Xiao supported his forehead with his hands, his eyes were half-closed, as if he was asleep.

I don't know how long he sat on the steps, when Zhao Qingmiao called him, he was still confused for a moment, until he stood up after seeing the person who came, his expression changed, and his eyes were mixed with several deep meanings.

"Miss."

"Shen Jiu, you—"

Zhao Qingmiao subconsciously felt a little weak and paused. Chang Xi carried a lantern around Shen Xiao.

"It's okay, I thought you were beaten by the prefect."

Shen Xiao raised his hand and stroked his eyebrows, hiding the banter in his eyes, and said: "The unlucky one is the old man Song, he still refuses to pay the debt in front of the prefect, and would rather be beaten." I'll do the math, and I'll be done with sixty sticks. ”