On the fifth day of October, at noon, Jingzhao House.
Lu Yan was sitting at his desk and writing his submission, when he heard beatings from outside.
A guard named Yang Zong strode in, "Master, there is someone outside asking to see you."
Lu Yan didn't lift his head, and continued to write, "Did anyone ask clearly?"
Yang Zong replied in a low voice, "It was a maid of the Shen family who played the drums. According to her, the shop of the third daughter of the Shen family in the West Market was smashed."
Shen, San, Girl, Niang.
Hearing this, Lu Yan's eyes sank, and his chest also shrank.
The Shen family has been lively recently, and he can often hear these words, but somehow, as long as he hears her name, his chest will ache for no apparent reason.
Lu Yan pursed his lips slightly, put down his pen, and leaned back.
Yang Zong looked at the frown of his eldest son, and couldn't help but whisper: "Then... let her come in?"
"Otherwise?" This is Jingzhao Mansion, not Zhenguo Gong Mansion. Could it be that he can see no one by saying that he can't see anyone
Yang Zong should be, stop talking nonsense, and hurriedly ran out.
Lu Yan tapped the table with his index finger and thought for a moment.
Today, Zheng Jingzhao is not here. After the clerks have arranged the yamen, he should be promoted to the seat. Such troubles are probably impossible to avoid... He put the wolf back on the inkstone platform, rubbed his chest, and took a pain-relieving pill.
Picking up the black gauze hat on the table, he walked towards the hall with a blank expression.
The majestic voice came from both sides.
Qingxi walked to the center of the court, bent his knees, and knelt directly on the ground, "Please help my girl, the shopkeeper of Jin's Qian Yinpu is too deceiving. In less than a month, he has to charge six The interest earned." Qingxi said with red eyes.
Lu Yan didn't like people crying, and he didn't like people crying in court.
Speaking of which, it has been more than two years since he was transferred to Jingzhao Mansion. In the past two years, people have called for help every three or five years because of loan disputes.
But he is Jingzhao House, not Guanyin Temple.
Jingzhao Mansion only taught the law, and could not save anyone's life.
Looking at the stern look of the man above the court, Qingxi couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive, and hurriedly explained the evil deeds of Jin's Qian Yinpu from beginning to end.
Intimidate, threaten, and force her girl to sell herself.
Anyone who listened to such remarks will surely show sympathy.
Only Lu Yan would not.
He has never been sympathetic.
Under this person's clear skin, there is always a layer of emotions that are difficult to distinguish between joy and anger, like wearing a mask.
On top of the mask, he was handsome and elegant, dignified and self-sufficient, and everyone in the capital thought that the prince of the town was a gentleman, and all the noble girls in the boudoir who were to be married would blushed when they heard his name. Only a very few people know how reckless he is under this mask.
He seems to be able to stand on the sidelines and ignore most things in this world.
Lu Yan looked down and said word by word, "This official asked you, at the beginning of the loan, did you set up a letter?"
Qingxi nodded.
Lu Yan added: "According to my court law, when dealing with loan disputes, the first thing to look at is the letter. Once the letter is sealed, as long as they don't kill people and set fire, the yamen has no right to interfere."
Hearing this, Qingxi suddenly remembered her girl's instructions, and hurriedly said: "What if they smashed the store before the deadline? I have seen the receipt, and it clearly stated that the debt was repaid on the tenth day of the first day, but it was only today. But the fifth day."
The three girls said that as long as they hold on to the date and grasp the fault of the other party, the government will always take care of this matter.
Sure enough, after hearing this, Lu Yan's expression moved slightly, and he said solemnly, "Do you know what will happen if you lie to the court officials?"
The slaves dare not. Qingxi Road.
After thinking for a moment, he got up a few guards and went straight out of the yamen.
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When Lu Yan arrived in the West Market, one place on the street was already surrounded by water, so he raised the reins unhurriedly, turned over and dismounted.
He wears official ornaments, dark purple court clothes, and the fine jade pendant hanging on his girdle, swaying gently, the momentum around him is out of tune with the market.
Yang Zong quickly made a way for him.
Lu Yan stepped forward, and what caught his eye was a crumbling plaque with three big characters clearly written on it - Baixiang Pavilion.
He glanced at it and saw no woman.
I saw the shopkeeper of Jin's Qian Yinpu, blocking the door of the shop, and said in a stern voice: "Three girls know each other, why don't you sign this sales contract. Too much, the trouble is big, and in the end, it is you, the third girl, who is embarrassed."
The people in the room didn't move for a long time, and the shopkeeper Jin continued with a tone of voice: "If you don't sign, it's fine. I heard that the Shen family has another son named Shen Hong, right? He is a little younger, but he has a small purpose. There are a lot of opera troupes in Chang'an these days, and it's the little dolls who lack arms and legs to make money, what do the three girls think?"
After hearing this, Yang Zong couldn't help but whisper: "Master, can we save people?"
Lu Yan hooked his lips and said in a low voice, "Wait a minute." He was just curious, how would the first beauty in Chang'an, who was praised by everyone in the market, react to such a threat.
After a while, a trembling female voice came from inside, "It's a rogue... I don't know where you got the seal of my Shen family, but my father never borrowed the money." She could hear it. Trying to hide his trembling.
After hearing this, Lu Yan raised his brows lightly.
Look, this is the pampered and pampered daughter of a wealthy family.
Cursing people, the word rogue, is the limit.
I don't know if he has been in Jingzhao Mansion for a long time, and he has seen a lot of arrogant mother-in-law. Hearing such a civilized word suddenly, he actually heard a freshness.
Different from Lu Yan, Shen Zhen's soft and pitiful voice made many men around her feel sympathetic. On the far left, a poor scholar in plain clothes clenched his fists and stomped his feet. He tried to speak several times, but he finally left with red eyes.
Everyone wants to be a hero to save beauty, but not everyone can do it.
After all, the debts on Shen Zhen's back, some people can't even repay the entire family.
Here, the shopkeeper Jin smiled coldly and said in a loud voice, "We Jin's Qian Yinpu have always only spoken in black and white. The three girls are not convinced, you can report to the official."
After speaking, he raised his hand and made a gesture.
Seeing the gesture, the strong men behind him glanced at each other. Immediately, each of them picked up a stick and entered the gate, waving at the porcelain vases filled with fragrant powder.
The porcelain bottle fell to the ground and shattered, and the incense powder was scattered all over the ground.
With such a big movement, Lu Yan couldn't help laughing out loud, and a few big men threatened a teenage girl, and they did everything they could.
As soon as his eyes moved, Yang Zong immediately understood the meaning of the master, stepped forward and said, "Treasurer Jin, our lord has something to ask you."
The voice was not low, and everyone turned to look here.
Shopkeeper Jin slandered that a small official with no eyes dared to mistake him, without turning his head, he was stunned on the spot.
Here, why did the eldest son of the Duke of Zhenguo come here
Shopkeeper Jin's thief's eyes narrowed at first, then as if he had sobered up, he immediately changed his face, "Lord Lu, what do you want to ask Xiao?"
Lu Yan's eyes were dark and unclear, he raised his eyes and gestured behind him, and said solemnly, "What's going on?"
Shopkeeper Jin hurriedly stepped forward, shook the loan form in his hand, and handed it to Lu Yan, "Don't get me wrong, Mr. Lu, we are all doing things according to the rules, this is the proof."
Lu Yan nodded and glanced at the date of the receipt, and said coldly, "Isn't this deadline five days away?"
Asked like this, Shopkeeper Jin couldn't help but stunned, but he still giggled with an old fritters: "This... a full 8,000 yuan, even if they wait until next month, the Shen family will not be able to collect it, it's a debt. It has to be paid back sooner or later, and the result is the same.”
Lu Yan put the list back into his hands without showing any sympathy, "Since you are doing things according to the rules, then you can come back after five days."
Hearing this, Shopkeeper Jin was choking on his throat. He really couldn't figure out what this noble prince meant - was he trying to protect these three girls, or was it a routine thing
Can he ask
It's not that the shopkeeper Jin has never seen the nobles, and he is cowardly, but the one in front of him, he really can't afford to be guilty.
If he is only from the fourth-rank senior officer Jingzhao Palace Shaoyin, then he can still deal with it.
But he is not only the Shaoyin of Jingzhao Mansion, he is also the eldest son of the Duke of Zhenguo Mansion, and the only son of Princess Jing'an. When these identities are added together, it is the Minister of the Left who is here, so he must be polite.
After hesitating again and again, Shopkeeper Jin called those followers to him and said angrily, "Let's withdraw."
Unexpectedly, just as these people lifted their feet, Yang Zong suddenly stopped them, "The shopkeeper smashed other people's shops for no reason, so it's not good to just leave."
Shopkeeper Jin looked back at Lu Yan and pursed his lips.
Jin's Qian Yinpu's news has always been accurate. As far as he knows, there is no relationship between the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion and the Marquis of Yunyang's mansion. You can't go by yourself.
Seeing what he was thinking, Lu Yan said directly: "Just return things to their original places. After five days, this official will not interfere."
Shopkeeper Jin squinted his surroundings and clenched the wrench in his hand silently.
If he wasn't sure what the prince meant just now, seeing Lu Yan's maid staring at him, he would understand.
It turned out that the girl in the room was restless and sent someone to report to the official.
Knowing the reason, Shopkeeper Jin no longer mediates. After turning around and doing things in person, what should be compensated, what should be repaired, and the master left a message, what matters is not the money, but the people inside.
That being the case, come back in five days.
Hearing shopkeeper Jin's hateful scolding, Shen Zhen knew that her procrastination strategy had worked, she lowered her head and wiped the blood stained by the porcelain bottle on the back of her hand, and slowly got up.
While the gossip was being said outside, a graceful beauty appeared in front of him.
With her long hair hanging down behind her, her figure was astonishing, and she walked towards Lu Yan.
A pair of eyes with water mist concealed the scenery, as if this despair, just added a clear and refined beauty to her.
The crowd couldn't help but let out a few low voices of admiration, "That's probably how Luoshen is alive."
Hearing this exaggerated compliment, Lu Yan raised the corner of his mouth slightly disdainfully, and raised his eyelids casually.
When his eyes met, his heart sank.
Immediately afterwards, he felt as if a sharp sword had been directly passed through his chest, and the heart-piercing pain hit him like a tidal wave...
There was darkness in front of him, as if he had fallen into the boundless deep sea. When the blackness faded, he saw a scene of vivid colors.
The red candles flickered, and the room was charming.
A woman, naked, was lying in his arms.
Her brows were both charming and translucent, and when she had a splitting headache, she could only hear her lips lightly open and call his small words one by one - Shi Yan, Lu Shiyan.