Duanmu Qingchen angrily began to wander around again, waving his hand and pointing outside: "Go! Send someone to capture the old witch in the West Mountain for me!"
Fu Mingrui was holding the transcript in his hand and trembling slightly with anger. In the cases handled so far, even if the body was torn into pieces, the criminals were killed openly anyway!
But this kind of folk superstition and witchcraft, killing people without a knife, eating people without spitting out bones! It simply made him sick!
Without Duanmu Qingchen saying anything, he wanted to immediately execute that Xishan witch on the spot! How many cute little girls like Ya'er had she killed? !
If it wasn't for the luck that Lian Youyou saved Yaer, Yaer would have been harmed by the Xishan witch!
But what is more infuriating and hateful than these liars and charlatans is the ignorant people who believe in them! How ignorant is it that a loved one would believe in these superstitious things and harm their loved ones? !
Just because of preference for boys over girls
"Someone come here!" Fu Mingrui shouted.
Zhao Chengwangquan entered from outside, but saw that Fu Mingrui and Duanmu Qingchen both had gloomy faces. The atmosphere in the study was also extremely depressing, and their faces were tense.
For an official, observing people's words and expressions is the most basic skill. It is not for the purpose of flattery, but to avoid bringing trouble upon oneself and incurring the wrath of the superior.
"Sir, what's your order?" Zhao Cheng and Wang Quan immediately knelt on one knee and behaved obediently.
Fu Mingrui pulled out a warrant from the warrant barrel in the study and threw it out with a sullen face: "Take people to arrest the witch from the West Hill of Baijia Village tonight!"
"Yes!" King Zhao Cheng came out with the order and smiled at each other. They had long wanted to catch the old witch who was harming people!
Duanmu Qingchen was still furious in the study: "You say! If this person is desperate and wants to believe in any god, Buddha, fox fairy, or witch, I can still understand it. But he stabbed his daughter to death in order to have a son? ! ! How can he do this! She is his own granddaughter! Is there any humanity? Huh?! A girl's life is worthless? Without a girl! Where would the mother come from! Without a mother, how can men pass on the family line!" Duanmu Qingchen felt that this was a very simple truth. Why couldn't that ignorant old woman understand it
"The idea of favoring sons over daughters is deeply rooted and cannot be changed overnight." Fu Mingrui was angry, but there was also a hint of helplessness. "As long as your royal family favors sons over daughters, the common people who respect the royal family will obey and follow the royal family. I know your character, so I dare to say this. If the emperor was in front of me at this moment, these words would be enough to punish all nine of our clans. Because this is the foundation of a country's philosophy and it cannot be shaken."
Duanmu Qingchen stared at Fu Mingrui in a daze. This was the first time that Fu Mingrui had spoken to him from the bottom of his heart. Moreover, he was risking his life to say these words. He was right. If it was not Duanmu Qingchen who was listening at this moment, but his father, Fu Mingrui should have been dragged out and beheaded for the crime of disrespect.
Duanmu Qingchen saw and understood too many things, but he found that with his current ability, he was powerless. Even if he, the prince, firmly sat on the throne and became the emperor, wanted to shake the ideals of the dynasty, how could he, the emperor, change them with a single word? At that time, I am afraid that the court officials will oppose it again. There are many things that the emperor cannot decide.
For example, he once fearlessly told Emperor Cheng that he did not want to be emperor and wanted his third son to be the crown prince. As a result, he was severely criticized by the elders. This was because throughout history, there has been an order of seniority, and he was the eldest son and the eldest in the family. He didn't know who made the rule, but he had to inherit it.
He has to be the emperor even if he doesn't want to. He is so helpless~~~
"Eh? That witch doesn't really know any witchcraft, does she?" After calming down, Duanmu Qingchen thought about this, "Is the person you sent okay? Do you want to ask Youyou to help?"
"No need, this country witch must be fake!" Fu Mingrui said firmly.
Originally, Fu Mingrui didn't believe in these strange powers, so even if Duanmu Qingchen doubted him, he would be firm. However, after going through so many things, from Wanqing to Yu Pingting now, he was not sure whether this folk witch could do witchcraft.
But he believed in Lian Youyou.
He remembered that Lian Youyou had a normal expression when she pulled out the needle, which was enough to prove that it was a normal embroidery needle. If there was any witchcraft on it, Lian Youyou would definitely notice it.
Moreover, Lian Youyou said that this was a human matter and should be handled by Fu Mingrui, so Fu Mingrui concluded that the witch was fake. Because the witch was a human, this was something that Fu Mingrui could and should handle!
In the secret realm, Lian was sitting leisurely on a chair outside the cottage facing the pond, holding a copy of "Water Mirror Romance" in her hand. She was reading and nodding, and next to her was Lin Tingjun who was already lying down and sleeping.
"This novel in the human world is so interesting." Lian Youyou nodded in appreciation, "Hey, sleepyhead, let me tell you, in another time and space, there was a place called the Qing Dynasty, and there was a book called "Flowers in the Mirror". It's similar to this book. You see, there are some connections between the world and between people."
“Huh… Huh…” Lin Tingjun closed his eyes and went to sleep.
Lian Youyou raised her eyebrows, looked at Mr. Yao Guang and He Shiqi who were listening to Hei Yan's bragging, then turned to look at Lin Tingjun, raised her lips and smiled: "Hey, sleepy, you really can't tell a woman apart?"
Lin Tingjun frowned slightly: "Yeah."
"Then how do you tell Sanniang and Yunyao apart?"
"Look at the clothes." Lin Tingjun turned over, his voice full of deep sleepiness, "Sanniang is wearing bright clothes, Yunyao is wearing plain clothes."
"I think it's because Sanniang wears less and Yunyao wears more, hahaha." Lian Youyou smiled at Lin Tingjun's back. He didn't answer and seemed to be asleep. She rolled her eyes, "Then how can you tell Yunyao and me apart?"
"You are you." Suddenly, Lin Tingjun said these four words.
"Why am I me?" Lian Youyou asked back.
"I only recognize you." Lin Tingjun replied.
Lian Youyou smiled and said, "How do you prove that you only recognize me?"
Lin Tingjun turned over again, lying on his back, with his hands behind his head: "I can draw you."
There was a flash of light in Lian Youyou's eyes, and a hint of watery light appeared. She smiled, a smile of relief and beauty. She opened her red lips and looked at Lin Tingjun's sleepy face: "Then you try to draw one?"
"Hu..." Lin Tingjun took a long breath, without opening his eyes, and said softly, "I'm too lazy to draw."
“Hahahaha—” Lian Youyou immediately laughed so hard that she fell backwards and stood up. “I’ll let you go.”
"Where are you going?" Lin Tingjun, who was too lazy to speak, asked in a deep voice.
Lian Youyou stretched lazily: "Let's go see Sanniang, she went to the beach, I also want to go and feel the sea breeze. Remember to hand in the painting when you wake up, otherwise I won't believe it~~~"
Lian glanced at Lin Tingjun, who was no longer making any sound and whose breathing became steady. He was truly asleep. She curled her lips and smiled, her white sleeves fluttering, her clothes flowing, as she jumped out of the waterside pavilion, her body as light as petals flying in the wind. (To be continued)