After living at home for more than a month, Ling Lingqi took out gold and silver to buy a small house, and invited a few maids, the Ling family is also a little wealthy, naturally it can't be too shabby, and Ling Lingqi doesn't want his parents to work too hard for life.

Of course, at this time, the rivers and lakes were also very calm, Daqimen and the Wulin League were both defeated, and it was not a matter of a year or two to recover, Ling Lingqi decided to serve his parents at home. However, where is not the rivers and lakes?

Ling Lingqi would occasionally go to Wenshan Academy, but instead of being a student, he was a volunteer teacher, teaching those students to practice Taijiquan and Taijijian, and now Wenshan Academy has listed Taijiquan Sword as a compulsory subject.

At home, Ling Lingqi naturally wants to teach his parents and subordinates to practice Tai Chi, because Tai Chi can not only beat people, but also have the effect of health preservation, and Ling Lingqi also hopes that his parents can prolong their lives.

On this day, Ling Lingqi and Peony went to the tavern to eat, and there seemed to be a lot of endless words to say while eating, which is also called: people know that there are a thousand words, and the words are not speculative for more than half a sentence. was chatting, only to hear the voice of a few guests chatting at the next table getting louder and louder:

“...... Monk Miki is also too romantic, and messing around in Tianning Temple doesn't count, and now he is cheating with the little widow outside. was tied up by a bunch of lazy thugs and sent to the yamen. In this case, it's better to grow hair early and return to vulgarity, you deserve it!"

"Yes, Lord Zhixian doesn't know how to judge later?"

"It's also a pretty literary and merry monk, I think it's better to sentence him to grow his hair and be vulgar, and marry the little widow in court, hehe......

"Not necessarily, according to the law of the Great Song Dynasty, you may have to be sentenced to exile. There are also 30 boards to be held responsible. ”

"I heard that Lord Zhixian is also a person who loves poetry very much, so I wonder if I will let him go on the poetry of Monk Miki. ”

"Well, I think it's possible. In today's peaceful era, when the people are well fed and clothed, they all drag up the poems one by one, and they don't want to think about the peaceful days that have only passed for a few days. Even the old master of the bullshit king in the private school on South Street pretended to be indifferent and chanted all day long: 'The young boy can speak words, and the village farmer is pedantic and interprets the rhythm of words'. "It seems that this old master Wang has some unsolvable knots with him.

"Okay, okay, don't talk nonsense, let's hurry up and eat well and see how the county master will try the case. ”

After some miscellaneous talk, it aroused the interest of Ling Lingqi and Peony, so let's discuss it and follow over to see the excitement together.

rushed to the front of the county yamen, and there were already crowds of onlookers in front of the door. It seems that the people of Yuyao County are rich, and there are really a lot of people who have nothing to do. Finally squeezed to the front of the lobby, it has been a long time since the ascension hall, and at this time, the magistrate is thinking about how to issue a judgment.

There was a bald monk kneeling in the lobby, a woman in a green shirt, it was Monk Miki and the little widow Chen Guo.

"This official has long heard that you can write poetry, how could you do such a thing that is immoral, and the monk who has read the book is also an elegant person. Today, Master Ben lightly sentenced you to 30 court rods and one month's imprisonment. Are you convinced?" Lord Zhixian is also a scribe, and he speaks slowly and logically.

"Lord Yuzhi County, the court staff can be detained, and the little monk knows that he is wrong. It's just that I missed the 'Lanling Poetry Meeting' between the little monk and others for many days, and the little monk was so heartbroken. I hope that the adults will see that the little monk loves poetry like his life, and he will not be restrained by the staff, and the little monk will be grateful. "Monk Miki kowtowed like a smashing onion.

"What is this......" Lord Zhixian pondered for a while, picked up the startling wood and patted it gently: "Okay, this official is also a person who loves poetry like his life, today I will let you go in front of my colleagues, so ......" The magistrate looked at the flying white crane on the official uniform and said: "Just take this white crane as the theme, and make a poem with the title within your time; ”

"Little monk, thank you for your forgiveness! Thank you, ...... your lordship," Monk Miki was overjoyed.

Monk Miki pondered for a long time before he looked up triumphantly and said: "The plain body is white and round Zhu, and he once accompanied the immortals into the void. Last night, by the lotus pond, the heron was wronged but I stole the fish. ”

"Good! Good poetry! Good writing!" the magistrate and the officials and visitors coaxed together.

"Well, he is really an elegant monk, and he writes good poems. Another day, I can come to the house as a guest when I have free time, drink and write poems together...... Then you will be spared from sin, but ...... If you are released like this, some people may sue the county for perverting the law; in this way, the county will sentence you to marry Chen Guo's family in court, and you must not be disobeyed. "Bang" shook the sound of the wood, and it was a foregone conclusion.

"......Boom" There was a lot of noise in the hall for a while, some people applauded, and some people shouted......

Monk Miki was stunned for a long time, and then knocked on his head and led the little widow away with a bitter face...... The trial of this case was a bit strange and interesting, some people praised it, some people said it was bad, but it finally left an interesting story for future generations.

After reading the judgment of the magistrate, Ling Lingqi is a modern person, so he didn't feel anything abnormal, but Peony felt incredible, and sighed: "This magistrate can't figure out whether he is a faint official or a good official, such a judgment makes people feel angry and funny." The strange thing is that the people of Yuyao think it is normal, strange things happen every year, and today is a case, hehe, let's go. ”

Ling Lingqi and Peony walked slowly. The sound of hooves on the ground was in the ears, and the two horses, one red and one white, arrived in front of them like a whirlwind, and the two horses braked sharply and erected their front hooves, and the smoke and dust brought up suddenly enveloped Ling Lingqi and Peony, and the white dust immediately appeared in front of them.

"Damn, who is so arrogant...... Ling Lingqi blurted out two sentences of modern Mandarin in anger, but stopped before he finished scolding......

Immediately jumped down two stunning girls like flying flocculents, looking at the costumes as if they were two masters and servants; the older girl riding a white horse was slender and had a pale pink headscarf on her head, and she wore a pearl the size of a bird's egg, which at a glance knew that it was a valuable thing; she was wearing a plain Luo shirt, her cheeks were flushed, and her muscles were like jade, and she should be the master; the girl who rode the jujube red horse was dressed in a short and short dress, and she was born small and exquisite, and her waist was full of hand; at this time, her face changed suddenly, and her eyes were full of anger:

"What did that kid say in his mouth? Is it scolding? Are you looking for death?" The person is fierce, but the voice of the voice is very good, like the cry of the yellow warbler, which is moving and pleasant; in fact, she does not understand the modern colloquial language of Ling Lingqi who scolded people just now, but she knows by feeling that he must be scolding them; moreover, she hates handsome guys the most, especially Ling Lingqi is still holding the hand of the peony. Then, the horsewhip in his hand flew towards Ling Lingqi with a "brush".