female concubine

In November of the ninth year of Qianyuan, Xiao Xianfu's class teacher returned to the court. The court ordered that the fallen soldiers should be compensated. After catching up with general Cao Yun, he was made the Duke of Yiguo, and presented Shangshuling and Shangzhuguo with the posthumous title of Wulie.

The Marquis of Nanyang was convicted and sent to the prison of the Ministry of Penalty for his greed for meritorious deeds and putting the army in a dangerous situation. All the divisions interrogated, and in the palace, the youth and the empress who supervised the country were convicted according to the results presented by the three divisions.

The merits and demerits in the military newspaper and the results of the three judiciary discussions were all transcribed in the booklet. Xiao Youqing picked it up and put it down, and read it over and over again no less than ten times.

Looking at the sadness in his mother's eyes and the trembling hands, the young man couldn't bear it and said: "The officials said that the son is solely responsible for this matter. Although the Marquis of Nanyang has done it, he also has the power to attack the city, and the old general Cao Yun led the army. Rescue is to save people, if the Marquis of Nanyang died because of the court's crime, wouldn't General Cao die in vain, the country lacks generals, so my son thought...the death penalty can be avoided..."

"If you don't follow the rules, you can't make a square. If you want to control the life and death of the soldiers, if you don't obey the law and order, you will act without regard to the lives of the soldiers, and put the country in danger. If you don't punish the crime, you can't give the world an account."

"Ma'am, but that's..."

"The royal family has no personal affair. Your father asked you to ask me, isn't it because you are not good at being a sinner under this just law?"

"Your Highness, the royal family has no personal relationships, but it is hard to find a general. The court has lost so many generals. If they still cut off their arms, it will be like fueling the enemy's power."

Xiao Youqing got up, took the ink pen from the young man, and wrote a reply on the case file.

"Decision?" The young man tore the case file in shock, then walked to one side and knelt down and said, "Mother, mother, my son begs you to forgive me."

Xiao Youqing stepped forward, knelt down slowly, stretched out his hand to caress the boy's face, and gently wiped away his tears, "Mother also has selfish intentions, and mother doesn't want your uncle to die by her own sword like this, but mother is willing to believe in your father." Not so cruel."

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The Marquis of Nanyang was deprived of the Marquis and demoted to a commoner. During his detention, he was not allowed to visit him from his clan. Xiao Yunze's wife, Lu Shi, was kicked out several times in a row.

The decree was issued to the Hou's Mansion, and three days later, he was asked to be executed at the Wuchao Gate of Kaifeng Mansion. After the plaque was taken off, several groups of servants and forbidden troops left the Xiao's house one after another.

"Girl, someone is here again."

Sitting on the top chair in a daze, Lu's face was ashen and said: "What else can I move in this empty house?"

The man in plainclothes who got off the carriage had red lips and white teeth, his face was so clean that he didn't have a beard. After entering the compound, he looked at the formerly beautiful Hou's Mansion, but now it was moved to an empty place. He walked into the middle hall and cupped his hands at the woman: Mrs. County."

"What ma'am, my husband will be beheaded in the future..."

"Really?" The man stared at the female envoys beside Lu, and waited for them to retreat tactfully before he said: "The second girl is Lu Xiangguo's daughter-in-law after all, and Xiangguo has been a prime minister for decades, and has the most prestigious reputation among courtiers." , There is a new law in the country, if the husband is guilty, the wife can ask for reconciliation, even if the girl gives birth to a child, it is difficult for the girl to remarry with the respect of an adult, why should she wait here and not go home now? "

Lu raised her head sideways. It's not that she hadn't thought about what the man said, but what she wanted was to let her father, Lu Wei, intercede on her husband's behalf, but she was afraid of implicating her father in relation to her husband's crimes and the situation in the court.

"who are you?"

The man crossed his hands and bowed his waist and said: "The villain is the second-class son of the Imperial Guard." In addition to the Imperial City Division, after the reform, a supervisor of the Imperial Guard was added. Like the Imperial City Division, it is the Imperial Guard directly under the emperor.

"Your nobleman?" Mrs. Lu raised her eyebrows and said, "The officials asked you to come?"

"The officials said that Marquis Nanyang's life is in Madam's hands."

Mrs. Lu supported the armrest and stood up, "He is really a cruel person. Isn't my husband the real brother of Her Majesty the Queen? If he really wanted to, why would he threaten him with this? In his eyes, the so-called love Nothing compares to the power in your hands."

The servant sighed, "Madam has never been in contact with the official family, so she can't know what the official family thinks. The villain's words have been brought. As for how to do it, it is all up to Madam."

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After the servant left, Mrs. Lu held the table and helplessly called the maid.

"girl."

"Prepare the car, I'm going home."

"Yes."

After returning home, Mrs. Lu fell into her mother's arms and cried for a full half an hour. It was not until sunset that Lu Wei returned to the house in a carriage. In addition to her daughter's crying, she was also greeted with scolding from her wife.

"The imperial court followed the military law, and his crime was not an ordinary crime. The emperor's crime is the same as that of the common people. Moreover, this edict was ordered by the government. Her Royal Highness the Queen and the county king of Jianguo jointly condemned him. This old man is helpless."

"What do you mean helpless? You are just doing it for your own poor reputation. He is your son-in-law, the husband of your daughter-in-law."

Seeing his precious daughter crying, Lu Wei couldn't bear it, but he didn't want to get involved in more disputes in the court, so he raised his brows and said: "You didn't want to marry him at first, but now it happens..."

"My daughter won't reconcile, because she was young and ignorant, but now that all these years have passed, how can she ignore the relationship between husband and wife? If the husband is gone, the daughter will never live."

Lu Wei was speechless and gradually became dull.

When Wang saw her daughter kneeling, she felt sorry for her body. Seeing her husband being ambiguous, she angrily walked to Lu Wei's side and grabbed his ear, "You have no heirs, what do you want Qing Yu to do? You are the emperor. My teacher, even if he doesn't give favor to others, why won't he give it to you?"

Lu Wei was still being taught a lesson at an old age, and kept crying out for pain. It was not until Madam let go that he touched his red ears and said weakly: "Madam thinks this matter is too simple."

Seeing her father and mother quarreling, Mrs. Lu wiped away her tears and then threw herself in front of Lu Wei and knelt down, took out the golden hairpin from her bun, stared into her blood-red eyes and shouted, "Daddy!"

Mrs. Lu's move scared the two veterans to their throats, and Mrs. Wang burst into tears and said, "What are you doing, girl? Don't do anything stupid. Your father and I will only have two children, you and your aunt in this life. , if you...how can I live as a mother?"

Mrs. Lu was unmoved, and glared at her father with her eyes open. Seeing the blood on her neck, Mrs. Wang said anxiously: "Even if you don't think about yourself, you have to think about the child in your stomach."

"If father refuses to agree, the daughter and the child in her womb will die in front of father."

Lu Wei stretched out his hand, "You..." Then he hung down helplessly, "Why are you bothering, the meaning of a saint is nothing more than the meaning of the emperor, how can I, a civil servant, be able to control it."

"As long as Dad is willing to compromise, it will be possible."

Lu Wei stared in surprise and said, "What did you say?"

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On November [-]th of the ninth year of Qianyuan, Xiao Yunze, wearing three weapons and a hand pot, was put into a dew cart by the Ministry of Punishment and escorted to the court gate.

The dignitaries of the Xiao clan lost their titles overnight after the defeat, and the people watching the excitement on both sides sighed endlessly.

"Isn't this Uncle Xiao Guo, the grandson of Lord Wu Zhong?"

"I thought that the government's connivance with foreign relatives and the great favor for Her Majesty the Queen can be forgiven."

"Because of him, the army was defeated and the new law was stopped. No matter how favored the government is, it is the government."

A simple carriage was parked in front of the Huayang Gate of Gen Yue's main gate, and the purple robe hurried into the palace with his hem lifted, and stayed at the gate for a long time.

"Please be accommodating."

"Master Zuo has come here no less than ten times. The officials said that they were ill and no one was seen."

Lu Wei watched the sun in the east gradually move over his head, so he knelt down in front of Huayang Gate and said loudly: "Mr. Lu Wei, I beg the officials to summon you."

"Chen Luwei, I implore His Majesty to summon you!"

Xue Jin walked into the palace, and the emperor patted Princess Fuqing on the head, "Daddy has something important to discuss with Lu Wengweng, can you ask Mr. Qi to take you out for a while?"

Princess Fuqing nodded, and Qi Liu stepped forward and bowed to take the princess away.

The emperor put down his previous gentle and kind face, walked to the wooden couch and sat down, picked up the tea just ordered by the waiter and took a sip to moisten his throat in a leisurely way, "Is it still there?"

Xue Jin replied: "Kneeling all this time and refusing to leave, official, it's almost noon."

"Then..." the emperor raised his head, narrowed his eyes and said, "Let him in."

"Yes."

Several servants helped up the purple-robed old man who was kneeling in front of Huayang Gate. Lu Wei took two steps back while supporting his numb legs. After he calmed down for a while, he walked and ran Hurry into the emperor's residence in the palace.

Seeing the emperor's calm expression, he bowed his knees and said, "Mr. Lu Wei, I respectfully invite Shengan."

"Holy," the emperor raised his eyes, "bow."

The emperor sat leisurely on the wooden couch, picked up a cup of tea, and asked with a relaxed expression: "Is there nothing going on in the capital hall? Why is Lu Xiang so leisurely and still have time to come to Gen Yue..."

"I implore Your Majesty to be merciful and forgive Nanyanghou's capital crime."

"Oh?" The emperor put down the teacup, "Isn't the crime of the Marquis of Nanyang determined by the tribunal of judges? It was determined by the laws of the country. How can I change it?"

——Boom boom boom! ——The sound of 150 bells and drums at noon in the middle of the ban was deafening, "It's noon!" Officials in the palace also beat drums to announce the time.

Lu Wei's heart was shocked, and he opened his old eyes and kowtowed immediately, "If your Majesty can pardon the Marquis of Nanyang, I wish..." Lu Wei knelt down and raised his head, looked at the emperor with a normal expression, and said tremblingly: "Fully support the new law."

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———Boom, boom, boom! ———"Three stick drums at noon."

Inside the execution ground, the winter sun was warm and comfortable, but when it shone on the executioner's broadsword, it was extremely dazzling, and the sound of drums was like a urging talisman, which made people feel dizzy.

"Jian Zhan, it's three quarters past noon."

The supervisor sat on the platform as if on pins and needles, kneading his hands and roaring: "What's the reminder, don't you have long ears so you don't know the hour is here?"

The supervisor swallowed his saliva and stretched out his trembling hands, "If this is a wrong execution, Her Highness the Queen will miss her family and ask questions later... Wouldn't this be the end of the officer?" Then he retracted in fright.

The sound of drums from the Bell and Drum Court entered the Kunning Hall. The young man walked into the inner palace from the previous province, and stepped into the hall with his purple sleeves closed. Looking at the cold and untouched food on the table in the side hall, he bowed and said: " Empress Jin An."

Seeing that his mother didn't respond, the young man stepped forward worriedly, "Your Majesty hasn't eaten for several days, and if this continues, my body will wear down."

Xiao Youqing just sat on the couch and stared out of the window blankly. The sun rose from the east, and the light from the east window gradually moved east until it disappeared, "Is it noon?"

The boy bowed, "It's just arrived at noon."

"Leave it all, I can't eat it."

The young man hesitated to speak, "Yes."

The noon sun was overhead, and the executioner could not see the wet knife in the executioner's hand after being dried in the sun. The executioner had been staring intently at the green robe inside the northern curtain for quite a while.

The green robe gritted his teeth, and pulled the sleeve of his right hand as if going all out to get the token of beheading in the sea.

"Keep people under the knife!" A fast horse rushed into the execution ground, and the servant riding on the horse held up the emperor's hand, "I follow the imperial decree."

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The Maxing Street in the north of the city opposite Chaomen was completely blocked, and the imperial army blocked the road and did not allow vehicles and horses to drive. It was even more congested and lively than the Fachang Street in Chaomen.

The first driver of the holy car, the servant is holding Wuzi and riding on the horse.

"The holy chariot returns to the palace, and the pedestrians retreat!" The servant waited and shouted loudly, rolling his sleeves and fists.

Princess Fuqing crawled out of the house in the chariot, leaned on the red lacquered railing outside the house and looked around, with curious and amazed eyes.

The imperial army blocked the adult wall, and the alleys and roads were crowded with civilians. A child with a horn was looking at Princess Fuqing on the chariot.

The little princess, who was curious about things outside the palace, quickly noticed this child of her own age, looked at him, smiled and waved.

Then the child was pulled away from the crowd by a middle-aged man.

"Ruhua." The emperor put down the booklet in his hand and looked up.

"Hey~" Princess Fuqing turned her head, and immediately ran back to the house with small steps, "Daddy, there are so many people outside."