One Thousand Three Hundred Eighty-Seven: Nansheng, the Autumn of Troubled Times (13)

Tao and other gentry were confiscated and imprisoned, which touched the sensitive nerves of many people.

However, before they had time to stir up trouble, the chief instructor of the eight million navy had already taught them how to behave.

The rumors came and went quickly, and did not cause any damage to Jiang Pengji at all.

"Zixiao really has the ability to nip hidden dangers in the bud with ease."

Qi Guan asked to shake the feather fan lightly, judging from the frequency of his shaking the fan, he became more and more satisfied with Wei Ci.

"Of course he has the ability." Jiang Pengji chuckled, "Wen Zheng doesn't need to believe in his ability, should he trust my vision?"

How could the conditions of the person she fell in love with be so bad?

Hearing this, Qi Guan let the feather fan in his hand stop suddenly.

He didn't know whether to complain about the narcissism of the protagonist, or to complain about the protagonist and forcibly feeding him dog food.

"My lord's vision is naturally good. But... my lord, do you still remember that if a tree is beautiful in the forest, the wind will destroy it?" Qi Guan frowned into the word "Chuan" and said solemnly, "Zi Xiao has repeatedly done bad things and good things. , I don’t know how many people secretly hate—”

Not to mention the past, just this time's actions have offended many gentry and dignitaries.

Those people won't take revenge right away, but they will definitely write down the hatred in a small notebook.

Once Wei Ci made a mistake, he would inevitably usher in a storm of calculations.

Even if the protagonist sincerely protects each other, Wei Ci will inevitably suffer.

Qi Guan was worried, it's not that Jiang Pengji didn't know, but it's too early to say this now.

The two exchanged a glance and changed the subject tacitly.

Qi Guanrang asked, "How does my lord plan to deal with Tao Shi and the others?"

"It's up to you to deal with it as you want. Anyway, the evidence of Tao's rebellion is ready-made, and you can't deny it." Jiang Pengji sighed, "It's not fair to have a heavy punishment, and it can't deter Xiaoxiao if it is light. In my opinion, it's still better. Dealing with it according to the law is the fairest..."

Qi Guan backed up, "That's fine, lest someone use this to attack the lord."

The apparent crimes committed by the Tao family and others were much more serious than those of the gentry families in Chongzhou back then.

If they were punished according to the old law, the culprit would undoubtedly die, and all male heirs who were within five years old and over ten years old would be sent to the frontier, and three generations would not be allowed to be officials. This is about the treatment of men, and the treatment of female relatives is relatively loose. Male heirs, wives and concubines and unmarried female relatives are demoted to ordinary people, while married women are not affected.

Although Mrs. Han is married, but her husband and son-in-law are still alive, she belongs to Heli and returns home, so she should be treated as an unmarried daughter.

This is still kind, if it was placed in the Dongqing period, wives, concubines and unmarried female relatives would be demoted to low status and used as criminal women.

What happened to the criminal woman?

Most of them entered the military camp as camp prostitutes until they died.

Yang Si picked his teeth with a toothpick and said, "Tsk, if you use the crime of embezzling salt tax and seizing salt affairs, at least you are a barbarian! It took ten days and a half months for Xiaoyu to settle things. It's over, the amount is so huge, I'm afraid there will be no one in the past, and no one in the future!"

Most of Dongqing's laws were studied from previous dynasties.

In the early years of the Great Xia Dynasty, in order to curb corruption, Prime Minister Huangfu showed no mercy to those who were corrupt.

According to the amount of corruption and bribery, quite strict laws have been enacted.

If you are greedy for one tattoo, you will show your face to the public; if you are greedy for five tattoos, you will be exiled for thousands of miles; if you are greedy for ten tattoos, you will show your head to the public;

In addition, there are three grades of 30 guan, 50 guan, and 100 guan.

From here on, not only the corrupt people will be killed, but none of the heirs, wives and concubines can escape, and the highest level corresponds to the Yi tribe.

Not to mention how much money the other nobles from aristocratic families have embezzled, the money looted from the Dow family alone is four times the treasury revenue in the heyday of Dongqing! How many times is it higher than the top-grade "Baiguan"? Not to mention the three tribes of Yi, the nine tribes of Yi and others are more than enough!

Han Yu said blankly, "It's true that there is no one before, but it is not certain that there will be no one in the future."

Yang Si couldn't help hiccupping, and continued to pick his teeth with a toothpick.

Han Yu couldn't stand it anymore.

Wouldn't Yang Jingrong blush to expose such a vulgar behavior to others?

Of course Yang Si wouldn't blush. Picking teeth after a full meal is a normal after-meal pastime, and picking teeth more can help relieve physical and mental stress.

He said, "I heard that the eldest nephew took his mother over to take care of him."

Han Yu said, "She is high-minded and has an arrogant temper. It is impossible for her to stay in Xiangyang County. Run'er should place her in a private house in Shangyang."

Because of the divorce, Han Yu was busy with work, so he could only hand over the affairs of the mansion to his confidants, and let his son learn to manage various properties.

Han Run knew how many houses he owned.

Comparing the location of each private house and the local economic situation horizontally, Mrs. Han has probably gone to Shangyang County.

It's good to go there, it's unlikely to meet friends from the former circle of girlfriends, and she can feel more comfortable living alone.

Yang Si teased, "You are so bored in your heart."

"One is a wife who has shared the same bed for many years, and the other is a son who has been raised since childhood. How can you not understand?" Han Yu said indifferently, "Your teeth are finished picking and you are full of food. It's time to help organize files and cook. Annotated. Don't be idle, or the master will be played."

Yang Sidan hurts.

Han Yu is a three-year-old child, and he makes small reports all the time. He really thinks it's the reincarnation of the Ear God.

"For a senior brother like you, I really owe you in my previous life."

He muttered in his mouth, but his body was very honest, and he got up to work obediently.

He is now very afraid of Han Yu suing.

When Han Yu went to file a complaint, the lord knew that he was sabotaging his work, and the lord knew it, which meant that Jiang Nongqin, who was slowly growing pregnant, also knew.

Now that these two people know, Yang Si's distance from leaving the single is even more distant.

He poked the brush into the inkstone childishly, stirred it a few times, and continued to work hard after venting.

Han Yu sighed lightly.

There is nothing to say about Yang Si's working ability, if this mouth can not be so short, it will be perfect.

Compared with the previous marriage law, which still has old rules to follow, the current busy child protection law is much more difficult.

There are more than a thousand files related to marriage, and Han Yu can lead people to classify each case and put forward protection regulations in a targeted manner.

There are very few files related to children, so Han Yu and others can only go deep into each town and ask relevant materials from the villagers.

Not to mention child abuse, there is a custom of drowning female infants in many places. Parents who lack money treat their daughters as goods and sell them as slaves. In times of famine, it is not uncommon to change children while eating... These are all crimes, but who has come forward to criticize the parents of the children?

The parents don't think they are at fault, and the neighbors don't think they are at fault. How many relevant files can the government have?

Children are the personal property of their parents. Whether they are maimed, killed, or sold, it is none of the government's business to deal with them.

Looking at the materials collected one after another, the indifferent and natural tone of those villagers and parents hurt his eyes.

Yang Si caught a glimpse of Han Yu's appearance from the corner of his eye, and sighed secretly.

Mr. Yuan Jing is probably second only to Wei Ci's brainless fan.

Of the four most proud students in their lives, two worked desperately for Jiang Pengji, and the other was to be announced.

"If Lu Zheng also comes, I guess we can gather a table to play leaf drama."