Two more days passed, and it was the day when the court had originally scheduled three legal divisions to discuss crimes every month.

The controversy is still the case of murder of the husband reported in Dengzhou, the empress insisted on pardoning, Dali Temple and Yushitai opposed it to the murder of the husband by his wife as a heinous crime, even if there was a holy edict, it was not enough to pardon, otherwise it would be a mess of the program.

As for the criminal department subordinate to Shangshutai - because his top boss Shangshu ordered Zhou Xuanying himself to be detained, Fan Zai, the secretary of the criminal department, simply did not say a word, and the empress was very annoyed, so she had to hope for Xie Mingting, who was the Shaoqing of Dali Temple at the time.

As it turned out, she wasn't looking at the wrong person.

When the three legal divisions discussed the crime, Xie Mingting refuted the reasons for opposing the pardon, including his boss Wei Shu, the secretary of the Dali Temple, one by one.

If the prisoner is hired by his uncle during the funeral of his mother, and the marriage is unreasonable, it is not enough to murder his own husband, and it is not among the unpardonable felonies;

Attempted murder to wake up the other party, without causing serious consequences, can be dealt with lightly;

When asked, he admitted that according to the imperial decree issued by the Holy Lord in the first year of Yongzhen, he should be punished as voluntary surrender, and the crime should be reduced by two degrees, and the sentence should be commuted to exile.

The eloquent logic is rigorous and clear, and he even questioned the ministers of justice, since the mouth is called the outline, but the first priority of the outline is that the king is the minister, why do the people only recognize the law but ignore the holy edict.

The dialectic could not be argued, and the Confucian program could not be argued, and everyone was speechless.

In the end, Fan Zai, the secretary of the criminal department who watched the audience, couldn't help but praise: "The "Five Worms", known as Han Feizi, is wonderful and logical. According to the minister, Xie Shaoqing seems to be the incarnation of "Five Worms". ”

This joke somewhat eased the atmosphere of swords and swords in the room, and the ministers all laughed. The empress took advantage of this to make a final decision: "According to what Xie Qing said, he was sentenced to exile, and the secretary didn't have to say anything." ”

……

"Xie Yousi is a person who is quick to say and quick to act, brave and strategic, and can be His Majesty's confidant."

After everyone dispersed, between the inner rooms, Song Guogong Feng Siyuan spoke to the empress.

Ying Huaiyu said: "This is natural, what is the old man Wei Shu, the position of Dali Siqing is reserved for him." ”

"It's just ......," she smiled wryly, "I always felt that he didn't really help me. ”

As a monarch, it's easy to kill someone, but it's not easy to get someone to really help.

She is an aspiring monarch who wants to govern the country and the people, and work hard. Xie Mingting was the person she had taken a fancy to early on, and she wanted to train him for a few years to let him enter Shangshutai, but he invited himself to the Criminal Name Section, even if she had repeatedly tried to win over her in the past two years, she was also avoided by him.

She wants to be the filial piety of Xingqin, but he is unwilling to be a merchant martingale for her.

Now, it is even more difficult to be troubled by Zhou Xuanying.

The smile in Feng Siyuan's eyes also froze slightly.

Xiaoyu is a woman, and she can inherit the throne because of the power of the emperor, but it is unprecedented to inherit the unification as a woman, so the courtiers have been trying to wrest power from her, and she also needs merit to establish prestige.

Although Xie Mingting has no intention of fighting for power and profit, he obviously does not want to stand in line too much. Smart people are always conceited, and in his eyes, Xiaoyu is not a monarch who can make him do his best.

In addition, the two also have serious differences in the policy of governing the country. He studied the Fa, but it was Han Fei's. In his eyes, it is impossible for the people to be educated, but they are only subject to power, and strict punishment and strict law are the only way to rule the world. And this is obviously contrary to the national policy of the country's Confucian law.

Everyone thought he was a carved piece of jade.

But Feng Siyuan knew that he was just a pinch of cold and lukewarm snow.

can only advise: "Your Majesty, don't be in a hurry." The world's great talents have always been fierce horses, and it is difficult to submit. Between monarchs and ministers, there is also fate between monarchs and ministers. ”

"Besides, the court is just cold-hearted, and he is concerned about the affairs of Yun Zhi, so he is not so enthusiastic. Today, isn't he still refuting the ministers for His Majesty? ”

"Then wait for Yun Ji to come back and then mention this matter." Ying Huaiyu said.

*

said that after Xie Mingting left the palace, he went straight back to the house.

Before he entered the yard, he heard a burst of laughter, he raised his eyes and looked, the yard did not know when a swing was erected, the new Gu was sitting on the swing, pushed by the maids, fluttering and landing with the swing, soft like a falling flower wind.

"It's a little higher." She laughed, like a spring warbler, "A little higher, it's not enough!" ”

The maids below were very worried, and Yun Yuan anxiously persuaded: "Young lady, let's come down, it's too high, how can you fall down." ”

"Yes, if you want to play on the swing, let's just push it gently, don't get too high, it's going to be dangerous."

The maids persuaded each other bitterly, but the girl clutched the rope tightly in both hands, and her expression was joyful, without a trace of timidity.

She said, "I'm not afraid." ”

"I've played higher than this at home before, so get out of the way and let me do it myself."

It turned out that her husband was not here today, and Zhiyin was happy to be idle, and she was even happier that she didn't have to pretend to be dignified and virtuous in front of him, so she asked Yun Yuan and them to play on a swing in the yard.

The maids could not move, so they had to retreat aside. She stood on the swing with a rope in her hand, and exerted force under her feet, and the swing suddenly swayed like a swing in the wind, raising higher.

Yun Yuan and the others were suddenly frightened, and they became more and more anxious to persuade each other, but she didn't seem to hear it at all: "Get out of the way." ”

"What are you afraid of, I can swing higher!"

A string of laughter fell in the wind, like a broken jade, and like a clear spring, which was really crisp and pleasant.

Xie Mingting was held back by this burst of laughter, and couldn't help but stop, looking at the light and slender figure in the autumn sun.

Zhi Yin wore a light skirt of solid color today, with sleeves and skirt lightly embroidered with a lot of tangled branches and flowers with silk threads of the same color, which were as transparent as cicada wings in the sun. Only the lotus petal-shaped skirt that covers the □□ is a very gentle goose yellow, the same color as the floating silk on her arm, light and dignified.

The long beard was like a cloud and like a mist, and together with the laughter like a string of jade bells, they all floated in the golden wind of the autumn sun.

The two goose yellow streamers are also like soft and amorous willow branches in spring, rippling in the air with an elegant arc. The wind blows the fairy robe fluttering, like a neon dress and feather dance.

As a result, the golden hairpins on the hairpins fell one after another, and fell to the ground along with the pink silk flowers on their heads.

The maids were in a hurry, and she was laughing. The sound is like a silver bell, and it is clearly an autumn day with a withering scenery, but it is also rendered as noisy as a spring day.

He looked at it in a daze for a while, his eyes stayed on the bright face, and his eyes as pure as jade couldn't help revealing a slight smile. Chen Li saw it clearly from the side, and was secretly surprised in his heart.

In the next moment, the girl on the swing had already seen him, her eyes were facing each other, and after a slight stunned look in her eyes, she smiled sweetly at him: "Lang Jun! ”

The maids were still trying to persuade each other, and when they heard her call, they were all startled, and bowed sideways: "Second son." ”

After being discovered, Xie Mingting had to walk over slowly. The girl on the swing had already stabilized her figure, and when she saw him approaching, she smiled happily, and actually jumped off the swing, and the milk swallow threw herself into his arms: "Lang Jun is back." ”

The laughter rang in my ears, light and pleasant, and even my heart shook slightly because of the softness of the sudden intrusion, which I had never felt before. He blushed slightly, and stretched out his hand to hug her: "Are you well?" How to play here? ”

She had only fallen into the water a few days ago, and had been in a coma for a long time, but now that the autumn breeze is blowing, it is indeed very easy to catch a cold.

"I'm nothing, thank you Lang Jun for your concern."

Zhi Yin smiled, but she didn't intend to let him go. She hugged his shoulders, leaned lightly on his arms, put her skirt on his strong arms, and explained: "Lang Jun is not at home, I am idle and bored alone, so I let them play on the swing." ”

"Lang Jun, you won't blame me, will you?" She looked at him and asked with a smile.

Her temples are half off, she does not wear red powder, and her beauty is natural, as if a branch enters the arms of tourists to welcome spring. Xie Mingting didn't want to put her down directly, so he only responded lightly: "How come." ”

"It's good if you're happy." He said.

This mansion is indeed too stuffy, before she came, there were only two people in the mansion all the year round, he and his mother, and when the younger brother did not come back, this huge Hou Mansion was forever silent like a coffin without a lid. It is indeed too difficult for her to suffocate in this coffin with a girl who has just come out of the cabinet.

The maids next to her only lowered their heads and pursed their lips and smiled, Xie Mingting realized that he had hugged her for too long, his expression was slightly unnatural, and he put her down and wanted to go to the house.

The change in his attitude was too fast, and Zhiyin was stunned for a moment: "Where is Lang Jun going?" ”

"Go to the north to worship my father."

"Since Lang Jun is going to pay homage to his father-in-law, I, I should also go with me, right?"

Xie Mingting subconsciously wanted to refuse, but this was outside, and there was a maid, so he didn't want to save her face, so he agreed: "Let's go." ”

The younger brother is now "seriously injured", and he wants to go out of the city, so he naturally uses his original identity. However, he was afraid that the matter would leak, so he specially asked Zhiyin to wear a hood, and the two rode out of the city.

So on this day, people in several streets saw the champion Lang, who was known for his cold and noble, holding a woman riding a horse in Tianjie, and there were many of his admirers, and the girl Fang's heart was broken.

Feng Ru, the girl of the Bohai Feng clan, was also picking up cloth in the shop on the street at this time, and smelled the horses' hooves downstairs, and inadvertently turned around.

Downstairs, Xuanyi Langjun is pregnant with a delicate horse, and he is noble.

The woman's head is capped and hated, and she can't see what it looks like, but there is no doubt that her figure is a woman.

The faces of all the maids were slightly stiff.

The Bohai Feng clan and the Chen Jun Xie clan have been friends for generations, and the lord of Wuwei once agreed with his wife to marry a girl. If it weren't for the second son of the Xie family, it would be time to come to the door to propose marriage. Why is it that at this juncture, Xie Shizi is entangled with other women?

Feng Ru didn't react and continued to try on. Her mother-in-law, Xu, was furious.

Chen Liuhou's Mansion has delayed her little lady for so many years, and now she is empathetic and don't fall in love, which is too deceitful!

Xie Mingting had better not let her know the identity of that woman, otherwise, she would definitely have a hard time and make him faceless!

Immediately, those inquiring eyes also noticed it, and turned around and asked, "Yun Zhi, isn't it good for us to be like this?" ”

The space on horseback was already narrow, and when she turned around, the space that Xie Mingting had originally reserved was gone, and the woman's warm shoulders fell into her arms like a soft fire, and her heart suddenly became restless.

He turned his face away without a trace: "What's wrong. ”

Zhi Yin didn't see the impatience on his face, and said worriedly, "You take me on a horse...... Isn't this detrimental to the eldest brother's reputation? ”

She knew that he dared to appear in the public eye to impersonate the identity of the uncle, although she had not seen the uncle, but she also knew that it was not good to take a woman to ride a horse on the street.

Because of himself, he wanted to tarnish his reputation, and Zhiyin couldn't help it.

It's just a false name outside his body, Xie Mingting never cared, but at this moment, he was a little inexplicably unhappy.

She cares so much about what "Xie Mingting" does, she doesn't know that as a younger brother and sister, she should avoid suspicion?

"It's fine." He spoke in a light tone, in order to persuade her to take the initiative to talk about childhood events, "We were like this when we were young, and we often pretended to be each other. At that time, I didn't like to do my homework, and my father stayed at home to punish me, so I often asked my brother to pretend to be me to be punished for me, but I sneaked out to play, and deceived my father several times. ”

"Brother, he doesn't care about the vain person, and he won't say anything now."

Zhiyin said enviously: "The eldest brother is so good to you. ”

All right? When Yun Ji comes back and knows that he and his wife have done that kind of thing, will they still recognize him as an older brother?

Xie Mingting only laughed at himself in his heart, and said, "You are concerned about the eldest brother. ”

Zhiyin blushed inexplicably.

I don't know if it's because she has other plans for this uncle, she is indeed very easy to think of him.

Just thinking about how to answer, I suddenly heard him say "sit still", and the next moment, the horse was galloping, and the inertia of the gallop caused her to fall backwards uncontrollably, and hit the man's solid body.

Zhiyin's cheeks were flushed, her back stiffened, and her whole body trembled slightly.

Xie Mingting was also slightly pale.

He didn't think much of it at first, after all, the north was still far from the city, and if it was too late, he would have to spend the night in the mountains.

So he gently held her waist and carried her away an inch, and the iron-like muscles and arms were still firmly bound under her armpits, leading the reins to run wildly.

This moved the distance between the two of them a little, but as the horses galloped, the inertia shortened the precarious boundary a little. Zhiyin sat stiffly in his arms, feeling the solid and powerful heartbeat coming from the man's chest, and a heart in his chest also vibrated like a rabbit.

A thin sweat broke out on his back, and his face was slightly hot. Afraid that the hair would pick up him, she carefully avoided it, and the moist and soft ears just brushed Lang Jun's handsome and flawless side face, and the skin touched, and the hoop around her waist suddenly tightened.

Zhiyin's heart also rose to his throat.

What answered her was only a very light gasp, and Xie Mingting slowly calmed his breath: "Let's go." ”

The speed of the horse was not hurried or slow, and the only sound of horses' hooves and wind was quiet in his ears. Zhiyin turned her head slightly, looking at the man's tight jawline, but her originally beating heart inexplicably settled down.

For some reason, she felt at ease when she leaned on him. will feel that he can be relied on, even if the sky falls, he will face it together. The word "home", which has been incomplete since the death of his father and mother ten years ago, seems to be able to be put back together.

But will he be her lover?

The horse-made Lu Fei was fast, and soon drove out of the north gate of Luoyang, and the mountains were like Danqing picture scrolls, slowly laid out in front of him.

The crowd along the way gradually decreased, and his speed finally slowed down, and then slowly stopped, and after a slight hesitation, he said, "You...... Sit in the back. ”

Zhiyin lowered her red face, which was about to drip blood, hugged one of his arms, and carefully dismounted.

She is no longer a maid, and after a few intimate contacts, she naturally knows what he is saying. Fangcai, when he rode his horse, he ......

The veil that was originally on her head had already been lifted off by the autumn wind and hung down behind her neck, but fortunately, the mountain road was quiet and uninhabited, Xie Mingting pretended not to notice the delicate red embarrassment on her face, handed her his hand, and pulled the person on the horse and placed it behind him.

A pair of soft willow-like arms wrapped around his waist, and his hands were clasped squarely on his lower abdomen.

Xie Mingting's hand pulling the reins suddenly trembled.

"You ......"

After a slight hesitation, he continued, "You don't have to hold me so tightly. ”

Realizing where he had just touched, Zhiyin was also a little embarrassed, and put his hands on his waist.

However, the man's waist was already extremely sensitive, and this time his face was darker, and it was difficult to say too clearly, so he only said vaguely: "A little higher." ”

"Is that so?" Zhiyin said a little nervously, and put her hands up, but this time she touched the warm and tight chest.

It was just after the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the day was hot, but with a thin round neck robe and a middle coat, Xie Mingting's face suddenly changed.

Zhiyin hurriedly let go, and she stumbled and said, "I, I didn't mean to. ”

and said embarrassedly: "Hold, can't hold ......"

He is a very standard figure with broad shoulders and a thin waist, looking thin, and his waist is indeed thin, but it is still a little difficult to ask her to hold his chest from behind.

There was still a little grievance in her words, Xie Mingting lowered his eyes, looked at her nervous and trembling hands, and could only sigh in his heart, and changed his words: "Then you can hug your waist." ”

After a pause, he coughed again and reminded her, "Don't touch it." ”

Zhiyin's cheeks were like dyed rouge, and a faint flame rose all the way, burning straight to the base of her neck.

It's a little suffocating. She just accidentally touched it, how can she say it as if she did it on purpose......

It's not like she hasn't touched him, what are you pretending to be!