"I always felt like something was missing in my life."
On the last day of March in the south of the Yangtze River, the spring rain was moist and silent, falling on the Huayuan Pavilion, soft like the soft waves of lovers looking at each other. Under the booth, a man and a woman were talking while lying on two very comfortable chairs.
Haitang glanced at Fan Xian, shook her head and said, "Your life can be called complete, so what are your shortcomings?"
Fan Xian thought carefully about the past in this life, and it is indeed called high-spirited, reckless, wanting money, money, power and power, wanting others, enjoying what others can enjoy, and enjoying what others cannot. He can still have it, but he doesn’t know why, he is the boss’s dissatisfaction, he thinks to himself that he knows how to spend one’s life, but when he really lives like this, the unknown longing in his heart becomes more and more serious.
He said with a bitter face: "There was an emperor in the past, when he was old and confused, he looked back and said that he had ten martial arts, and he could be called a perfect old man... Of course, this emperor is young. I'm also a fool at times, but I'm an emperor, much more arrogant than me, but I don't want to be a fool, and I don't think there is anything perfect in this world."
"Do you want to be emperor?" Haitang asked with a half-smile, and asked all the people around Fan Xian, even Wang Qinian, a confidant who dared not ask.
Haitang felt that Fan Xian was a wonderful person. Hearing that he, a man from the Northern Qi Dynasty, asked such a rebellious question, he didn't even hide it. Instead, he fell into deep thought directly. He thought that Fan Xian had developed a disobedience.
"Being an emperor is too tiring." Fan Xian said with a headache, "Your family's emperor, my family's emperor, seems to be living a comfortable life, but it takes energy and energy. It's really meaningless."
Haitang smiled slightly, and said, "I think it's not much easier for you to be an imperial envoy than to be an emperor."
Fan Xian said with a wry smile: "When the emperor wants to see thousands of people die in front of him without trembling, I really can't do that."
Haitang said slightly: "Didn't you always think hard in front of me?"
"Kill a dozen or a hundred people, I can do it." Fan Xian said seriously, "If I really want to swim in the sea of blood, I don't know if I will have the ruthlessness."
"The so-called quantitative change leads to qualitative change, I told you before."
He waved his hand, not wanting to continue this boring topic, lying on the chair and listening carefully to the subtle and inaudible sound of spring rain moistening the earth.
The pavilion gradually fell into silence.
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Not long after, an Overwatch Council official, wearing a lotus robe, appeared silently at the entrance of Huayuan's back garden. The rain soaked his official uniform, leaving him with a chilly smell. Deng Ziyue from Kyoto.
Haitang smiled and said, "It looks like you're going to keep busy and plan to kill fewer people." After saying this, the girl naturally put both hands into the box without waiting for Fan Xian's reply. In the big pocket, shuffling, shaking her waist, she picked up the village girl and left the small pavilion.
Fan Xian smiled and looked at Haitang's leaving back, only to see her gently swaying away in the light rain, and the rain wetted her hair at the temples. It seemed that this girl did not have the true energy of Tianyi, the so-called closeness to nature, Naturally, it's just that the feet that were stepping on the cloth shoes were not stained by the stagnant water on the ground, and it seemed that some manipulations had been done.
Seeing Haitang leave, Deng Ziyue entered the pavilion silently, and said, "Same as yesterday, today the hall is still entangled with those laws and regulations. There is no progress, as long as the Suzhou government clings to Qinglu and Xia Qifei has a will in hand, it is impossible to win this lawsuit."
Fan Xian nodded to show that he understood, and then fell into deep thought.
Today is the last day of March, and the Ming family property case that caused a sensation in the south of the Yangtze River has been going on for the fourth day. After experiencing the torrential rain on the first day, the trial in the next few days fell into a stalemate. Although this was expected by Fan Xian, Fan Xian was also a little impatient to listen to the reports from subordinate officials every day.
On the first day of the opening of the hall, Song Shiren cleverly used the suicide note to confirm that Xia Qifei was a descendant of the Ming family. The news immediately spread from Suzhou Mansion all over Jiangnan, and now everyone knows that the seventh young master of the Ming family is alive again. He came over, and was fighting for family property with Ming's family.
It's just... Qing Law was established in accordance with the spirit of the scriptures. The natural inheritance right of the eldest son has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and it is also clearly written on the law. The suicide note seems to have played its historical role. big help.
If Xia Qifei wanted to take back the huge family property of the Ming family, he would have to overthrow the rules that people have followed for thousands of years. And this rule is so strong that it cannot be overthrown by one person, not only Fan Xian can't do it, but even the Emperor Qing is afraid. If this case breaks the eldest son's natural inheritance right, the impact will be too great...
Fan Xian frowned, and suddenly thought of a very strange thing. If the influence of the Ming family's property lawsuit continued to expand, so that it led to a big debate on the emancipation of the mind, what would be the natural status of the Crown Prince in the palace
He gasped. This plan was drawn up by Yan Bingyun and approved by Chen Pingping at the same time. That old cripple who was scheming couldn't have imagined the follow-up impact of this matter. Could it be that... the old cripple got the emperor's secret instructions, Does this begin to shake the atmosphere of public opinion naturally inherited by the prince
The matter of Jiangnan Ming's family is very big, but if it affects the capital, the matter will become even bigger, so that Fan Xian doesn't want to see this kind of situation at all. Although because of his mother, it is impossible for Fan Xian to watch the prince succeed to the throne and become the empress dowager when the queen who wants to kill him becomes the empress dowager, but in the current situation, directly teasing the prince may prompt the prince to abandon his previous suspicions and become the second prince with the eldest princess. Joining into one body - such a result, Fan Xian did not want to see it for the time being.
Fan Xian fell into silence. His original explanation to Song Shiren was to drag this lawsuit as far as possible, and make this case vigorous and vigorous. The bigger the impact, the better. Only now did he discover that the old cripple was hiding behind this incident. some ideas.
He trusts Chen Pingping, but... Chen Pingping seems to have always based on some reason to protect him, and many things have not been pointed out to him. Fan Xian, on the other hand, is a person who is willing to learn to understand and control the situation.
"It seems that after the Ming family's affairs temporarily subside, I really want to go to Wuzhou." He sighed, and felt more and more that his father arranged for him to go to Wuzhou to meet his father-in-law. What a smart judgment this is. It seems that his father has known for a long time. , I must have some doubts about the situation between the DPRK and China, but now that I am far away from the capital, the only person who can really help me solve the problem face to face is the Prime Minister.
Deng Ziyue couldn't guess Fan Xian's real worries, but he could also see that the chief minister had some different thoughts about the lawsuit concerning the Ming family's property, and asked with a frown, "Should Song Shiren be asked to settle the lawsuit? Anyway, Xia Qifei is now After being confirmed as the seventh son of the Ming family, after a few days, the Overwatch Council will come forward and ask him to worship his ancestors and return to the clan. According to Qing Law, the Ming family will always give him some shares. The previous goal allowed him to successfully enter the Ming family."
Listening to Deng Ziyue's analysis, Fan Xian felt a little relieved. It felt really good to have a trusted friend by his side, but he didn't answer his question, instead he asked carefully: "Let Xia Qifei be arranged everywhere... Oh, it should be called Ming Qingcheng now, Let Ming Qingcheng meet the fourth son of the Ming family, what happened to this matter?"
Since Xia Qifei wanted to pierce the Ming family's throat like a thorn, of course he had to collude with some dissident elements within the Ming family. Fan Xian didn't know much about the dirty activities of the rich and powerful, but in his previous life, he had watched Hong Kong TVB TV series countless times.
Deng Ziyue replied: "It's already connected, let Xia Qifei meet the fourth son of the Ming family at the beginning of next month."
Fan Xian nodded, and then began to talk about the previous question, bit his itchy inner lip lightly, and said calmly: "Let Song Shiren continue to fight, and keep fighting this lawsuit! The bigger the momentum, the better... Even if you fight If you don’t win, you can’t lose! Put pressure on the Suzhou government to prevent them from forcibly closing the case, and keep fighting until the gentry and common people all over the world start to think about that problem!”
Deng Ziyue raised his head, slightly stunned and said, "My lord, what's the problem?"
Fan Xian realized that he had slipped his tongue, smiled, and after thinking about it for a while, he didn't intend to hide it from the confidant in front of him, and said, "If you want everyone in the world to start thinking about whether you are the eldest son or not, you should be born with it." inherit the estate."
Now that Deng Ziyue is the chief officer of the Qi Nian team, he knows everything about Fan Xian very clearly. Hearing what Mr. Tisi said, after thinking about it for a while, he tasted it. He turned pale with shock, and clasped his fists to dissuade him: "My lord, don't let it... If you make the court in the palace suspicious of your lord, it will not end well."
Fan Xian lowered his eyes slightly, and said, "Ziyue, you seem to have forgotten my identity as an official. My surname is Fan. Don't worry too much. As for doubting me... I'm afraid that the nobles in the palace will suspect me as a gentleman. Some of them are more than they should be.”
He had already thought about it, anyway, sooner or later, he was going to confront Donggong, and at this time, according to Chen Pingping's wishes, stab the opponent... Anyway, with his current power and position, as long as it is not a conspiracy, no one can do anything to him. What's more, even if some people think that he created this kind of public opinion for his own future, more people should think that Fan Xian is making arrangements for the Third Prince.
"Don't report this matter to the dean." Fan Xian ordered, "It's just a trivial matter."
Deng Ziyue couldn't hide his fear at all, and thought with a wry smile, the propaganda campaign of seizing the heirloom has officially started, is it just a trivial matter
Fan Xian didn't know what he thought of, and suddenly he laughed: "Song Shiren is just a litigator, but is it the fulcrum that moves the earth? Maybe I overcomplicated this matter, arguing in court to celebrate the law, and the old rules of the world only I'm afraid it won't have much to do with it."
Deng Ziyue didn't understand the word "earth", but he also guessed the general meaning, and replied with a wry smile: "That Song Shiren met Chen Bochang, it can be said that he will meet a good man, the two sides are fighting with sparks, not just detours in the law ... If the content of their debate in the classroom is really spread, I'm afraid it will really make people think about that issue more."
Fan Xian became interested: "Oh? Then I have to go and have a look. You go and call the Third Highness and Dabao. After a while, the whole family will go to Suzhou Mansion to watch the excitement."
Deng Ziyue accepted the order with a wry smile.
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Dressed up in the light rain, three all-black carriages left Huayuan and drove slowly to the street closest to the Suzhou government office. Everyone in Huayuan was going for lunch, and at this time Suzhou government also We are taking a short break, so we are not in a hurry.
Although it is the closest food street to the Suzhou government office, it is still a little far away. Sitting on the third floor of the Suzhou branch of the Xinfeng Pavilion, Fan Xian stood leaning on the railing, looking at the direction of the Suzhou government through layers of rain curtains, annoyed. Said: "I'm not clairvoyant, how can I watch the excitement?"
Deng Ziyue sent people to book the building before, and at this time he was setting up the customs defense. Hearing the scolding by Mr. Tisi, he couldn't help but smiled bitterly and said: "Mr. Tisi, this is the latest... Although it's a family outing to watch the fun, it's not good at all. Three carriages were driven to Suzhou Mansion. It alarmed the government and shocked the common people, it was really impossible."
Fan Xian sighed and said, "If I had known this, I would have eaten Yang Jimei's cook at home, why bother coming out in the rain."
Just as he was talking, someone behind him tugged at the hem of his clothes. He turned around and saw that it was the naive Dabao. He couldn't help asking in surprise, "Dabao, what's the matter?"
Dabao grinned, and said, "Xiao Xian... this... family also... has a bag."
Dabao pointed to the top of the table with his thick fingers. In a single steamer, there was a single big white bun, which was lively and fragrant inside.
Fan Xian sighed, and sat beside Dabao, while separating the steamed buns with chopsticks, took a spoon and scooped the oil soup in the buns into Dabao's bowl, and said with a smile, "This is also Xinfeng Restaurant, but It's a semicolon in Suzhou."
The shopkeeper of Xinfeng Restaurant, who had been waiting on the side, hurriedly said courteously: "Yes, Master Lin, although the south of the Yangtze River is far away, the taste is no different from that of Kyoto. You can try it."
Dabao muttered a few words inarticulately, and then launched an attack on Baozi in front of him, keeping the shopkeeper aside.
Fan Xian, on the other hand, was a little curious, and asked, "Shopkeeper, how can you call out the words Young Master Lin?"
The shopkeeper laughed dryly, and said flatteringly, "Master Tisi, what are you talking about? In the old store in Kyoto, you always took Master Lin to Xinfeng Restaurant for dinner. You are all extremely proud and inexplicable, although the young one is often in Suzhou, but I also know the relationship between you and our Xinfeng Pavilion, how can the young one dare not to serve you attentively?"
Fan Xian is in charge of a place in Kyoto, and the nearest to a yamen is Xinfengguan, so he often takes Dabao to eat his family's Jietang steamed stuffed buns. At that time, it was the custom of the world that all powerful people would put on a big show and hold a big banquet no matter when they ate, and there were not many people of Fan Xian's status who were so interested in receiving steamed stuffed buns and fried noodles, so the new style Although the taste of the restaurant is extremely delicious, but because of the homely style, even if they have opened three branches in Qingguo, they are famous, but the business has always been mediocre.
It wasn't until later that because of the frequent reception of Fan Xian and Lin Dabao, the Xinfeng Pavilion gradually improved its level in Kyoto. I don't know how many students and scholars it attracted. They wanted to sit in the seat where Shixian once sat, and wanted to taste the first-class Xiao Fan. The steamed stuffed buns made the old shopkeeper of Xinfeng Restaurant overjoyed.
The shopkeeper of the Suzhou branch naturally knew that Fan Xian was his honored guest, so of course he was flattering, and he put some seasonings to remove the fishy smell with great care. Fan Xian was very comfortable in the photo. Most of the depression about not being able to go to the scene in Suzhou Mansion disappeared.
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Fan Xian was eating noodles, Dabao was eating steamed buns, but the Third Highness was eating a bowl of glutinous rice balls with a calmness that did not match his age, Sisi led a few little maids to drink two bowls of porridge, and then Standing under the eaves, looking at the rain falling from the sky, stretching out your hands to catch it outside the eaves, laughing happily, it was so lively.
Fan Xian never took care of servants, so these girls were very lively. Hearing the laughter behind him, he felt better. He waved to Deng Ziyue and said, "Suzhou Mansion should have already started. You send someone to listen to it, it’s best to copy it and read it.”
Deng Ziyue nodded and went to arrange staff.
Fan Xian waved Gundam's tiger guards to eat next to him, and then turned back to continue the work of the bowl of noodles, and naturally he couldn't help but grab a piece of meat stuffing from Dabao's plate to eat again. Dabao is still as quiet as usual, his big stature expresses a small grudge.
Haitang didn't know where he had gone. At this time, the Xinfeng Pavilion was full of Fan Xian's subordinates, servants and relatives. He enjoyed the rain very relaxedly and happily, picked up Bai Shengsheng's noodles, and put aside all his thoughts.
Finding that Dabao had finished eating, Fan Xian asked gently if he wanted more, Dabao shook his head, and Fan Xian took out a handkerchief from his bosom, and carefully wiped the grease off Dabao's mouth.
Looking at this scene, the third prince was slightly surprised, and a strange look flashed in his eyes.
The tiger guards at the next table were also stunned.
Everyone knows Fan Xian's careful care of Dabao, but after seeing this scene, many people still can't connect this Fan Xian with that vicious and stern official of the Overwatch Council. This scene had touched Deng Ziyue and Mu Tie when they were eating in the Xinfeng Pavilion. Today, the Tiger Guards and the Third Highness may have some new views on Fan Xian.
For a demented uncle who is so attentive, it is definitely not simply explained by "love the house and the crow", although Fan Xian really loves to respect his wife - if these details are always used by Fan Xian to pretend No one would believe the move to buy people's hearts. If he does this sincerely all the year round, if he is not a big treacherous and evil person, he is a great sage and a great sage.
And which one is Fan Xian
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In the rainy season in the water towns of the south of the Yangtze River, it has never been possible to say that spring rain is as expensive as oil, so the drizzle is getting heavier, and God is relentlessly moisturizing and irrigating the earth.
Fan Xian squinted at the rain outside the eaves, but his mind had already turned to other places. The academy report made it clear that the precipitation in the upper reaches of the river this year is not very abundant. Although it will have some impact on the restoration of farming in those disaster-stricken areas, at least there is no need to worry about the terrible monster of spring flood for the time being. In this way, the repair of the river works can proceed smoothly. At this time, Yang Wanli should have just entered the capital to report, and it will probably take some time before he arrives at the Yamen of the Governor of the River Transport.
As for the silver needed by the River Works... The bidding for the internal treasury this time is 80% more than in previous years. The amount on the surface has been sealed, and after a series of complicated procedures, it has begun to be transported to the capital. Some of them went into the national treasury, and then sent to the Yamen of the governor of Heyun.
In the dark, with the full cooperation of the Overwatch Council's Account Department, and after careful accounting by the senior officials sent by Fan Xian's father, a large sum of money has already been sent directly to Heyun's needs through different channels. The names used are also prepared. Part of this large sum of money was hard-earned share from the internal treasury's standard bank and the transfer department's deposit bank, and a large part of it was temporarily borrowed by Fan Xian from the Little Northern Qi Emperor through Haitang.
Anyway, the silver was put in the Taiping Bank, and Fan Xian used it first, as for returning it... After Xia Qifei got through with Fan Sizhe in the north, he would slowly return it with the smuggled goods from the inner treasury. Although Fan Xian has done enough to cover up these matters, and the matter related to the Northern Qi Emperor is even more solid. He will definitely not let the Qing Dynasty's capital court hear any rumors, but the matter of transporting silver to the river, Fan Xian Xian has already mentioned it in the secret melody to the emperor. In this matter, Fan Xian had no selfish intentions, he didn't get a tael of money, and the whole thing was operated in secret, it was impossible for Fan Xian to get a little bit of the name of loving the people from this matter... All the benefits of the achievements are all to celebrate The people of the country got it, in the final analysis, it also benefited the emperor Lao Tzu, so the emperor naturally agreed to this matter.
Now the only problem that Fan Xian needs to explain to the emperor Lao Tzu is - how did he get this huge sum of money.
Since it is impossible to name the big benefactor of the Northern Qi Emperor, an excellent reason is needed. Fan Xian had already made arrangements for this matter as early as the beginning of the plan, and part of it was attributed to the bribes obtained from the official business in the past two years. Part of it is due to the benefits gained from overthrowing the Cui family years ago, and part of it is due to the land scraped in the Neiku Transit Department after going to Jiangnan.
In the future, if the reconciliation with the emperor still fails, Fan Xian has one last resort, saying that the money was left to him by Uncle Wu Zhu.
It is impossible for the emperor to go to Wuzhu to confront him. If the river transportation is really good, maybe Longyan Yiyue, then the emperor will use this year's so rich internal treasury standard silver to return part of Fan Xian.
With regard to the Ming family, Fan Xian naturally had other arrangements. The work of investigating and prosecuting was slowly progressing, but it was currently covered by that dazzling lawsuit. Moreover, for Fan Xian, dealing with the Ming family is indeed a long-term job, and he can only eat away at it gradually. If the means are really too fierce, the Ming family will be oppressed too much, and the stability of Jiangnan will be affected. I am afraid that the governor of Jiangnan will Xue Qing was the first person to stand up against it.
For the rule of a dynasty, stability has always been an overriding requirement.
The survival of the Ming family does not lie in the lawsuits in the south of the Yangtze River, but in the battles in the palace of the capital. If the master of the Ming family, the eldest princess, falls into a power struggle with the princes, the Ming family will naturally be unable to protect its own basket. Egg, if Fan Xian loses, the Ming family will naturally feel proud again, and Xia Qifei will run around like a bereaved dog.
If the relationship between Fan Xian and the eldest princess still maintains the current state of inconsistency, then the Ming family will only be like this, lingering under the pressure of Fan Xian, but will never collapse, living stubbornly and humbly, struggling ,waiting.
"grown ups."
With a soft cry, Fan Xian was pulled out of his contemplation. He shook his head drowsily, only then did he realize that the sky outside was much dimmer than before, not only because of the heavy rain, but also because it was getting late. Only then did he realize that his thoughts were actually flowers. so much time. Thinking of this episode, he couldn't help but sigh, it seems that what Haitang said was right, his life is not much easier than the emperor's.
Glancing at Sisi, who was tired from playing and resting on the side of the fence, Fan Xian signaled a little girl to put a dress on her with his eyes, and then glanced at Dabao, who was chattering with the third prince uneasily. Then he cheered up, took out his addiction to watching the theater, and said to Deng Ziyue: "How is it over there?"
Deng Ziyue smiled, handed over the paper in his hand, put it close to his ear and said, "This is the in-court defense written down... My lord, do you want to compile these defenses into a collection and publish them all over the world?" ?”
This was a very vicious and bold idea. It seemed that Deng Ziyue finally approved of Fan Xian's idea, knowing that the Overwatch Council could no longer remain neutral in the matter of seizing the heir apparent as it had been in previous years.
Fan Xian scolded with a smile: "It's just a rumor, but if this is printed in a book, won't the palace hate me to death?"
Hearing the words in the palace, the third prince on the other table glanced this way. Fan Xian pretended not to see it, and sighed, "Speaking of the eight places... there are too few people in Jiangnan, and that matter has not had any effect until today."
This is about spreading the story of Xia Qifei in the south of the Yangtze River. Fan Xian thought that there were eight ways to start. In the rumor war in Kyoto, the second prince could be defeated. Now there is the tragic story of Xia Qifei's mother being expelled. As a script, with the judgment of the Suzhou government as evidence, it could have made a splash in Jiangnan, destroying the image of a good person that the Ming family has created over the years. I did not expect that the strength of the Ming family is really strong in Jiangnan. There were too few people, and the Ming family also sent many storytellers to shout outside, anyway, to link this family property lawsuit with Xia Qifei's underworld background and the plot of Master Jingdu.
Comparing the two, it turns out that Fan Xian's reputation is much worse. Although the people in the south of the Yangtze River believed that Xia Qifei was the seventh son of the Ming family, they all believed that the reason why Xia Qifei suddenly jumped out this year was because the officials in Kyoto represented by Fan Xian...wanted to bully him. Good people in the south of the Yangtze River.
When Fan Xian thought of this, he laughed for a while. It seems that Ming Qingda, the master of the Ming family who has been pretending to be sick, really has a very detailed understanding of his own behavior style, and the methods and speed of coping are also extremely accurate and fast. Ming Qingda, it really wasn't easy.
The general situation is under control, and it is not in the south of the Yangtze River, so Fan Xian can easily regard the dispute with the Ming family as a game. He does not have too much hostility towards Ming Qingda, but appreciates it lightly, and waits for him to read the paper Deng Ziyue presented After one time, I couldn't help laughing out loud.
There are many wonderful people in the south of the Yangtze River, and Song Shiren from Kyoto is not bad. The lawsuit in Suzhou Mansion has gradually broken away from the scope of Qinglu, and has begun to develop in the direction Chen Pingping hoped. Wei, hand in hand to everyone in Daozhuang, it doesn't look like a lawsuit, for the concept of the eldest son's succession, the two parties seem to be holding a sutra feast before the exhibition!
Fan Xian shook his head with a smile, and the tense and absurd trial scene in the Suzhou Mansion seemed to appear in front of his eyes.
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Above the court in Suzhou Prefecture. The debate is still going on, and this is already the fourth day. The main players of both sides are a little tired after repeated brainstorming, so the gap between the opening of the meeting is much longer than the first day. , someone will be the first to ask for a break.
The magistrate of Suzhou also understood that Xia Qifei wanted to procrastinate, but he had no choice but to get the attention of the imperial envoy to decide the case by himself.
But... Song Shiren and Chen Bochang are both well-known characters who can be talked about, let them argue, I'm afraid they can talk about it for a whole year!
The magistrate of Suzhou also saw it clearly, and took it lightly, so whenever the two parties asked for a rest, they would smile and agree, and ordered the yamen servants to bring stools for both parties to sit on. As for things like tea, there would be no shortage.
Ming Lanshi sat on the stool with a livid complexion. These days, the young master of the Ming family has also been dragged down. The family's business can't help at all. Those uncles are pure waste of nothing to do. After the library bid was opened, the purchase of goods to northern Fujian required important members of the family, so the father, who had always said he was sick in bed, had to stand up again and preside over these matters.
The Ming family knew that the imperial envoy wanted to use this lawsuit to mess up his family's position, so that his family would be somewhat helpless in the shopping mall in Neiku. It's just that the Ming family didn't have a good way to deal with it, so they had to stay with the other party and procrastinate... Anyway, judging from the situation, the lawsuit might drag on for another year, as long as they don't lose.
At this time, it was the Ming family's turn to speak. Chen Bochang, a well-known litigator in the south of the Yangtze River, looked a little pale. It seemed that he had spent a lot of energy these days. He took a hot towel from the students around him and wiped his face vigorously. He regained his spirits, walked to the hall, and said seriously: "An ancient sage said the so-called five relationships-father and son have relatives, monarchs and ministers have righteousness, husband and wife have Farewell, seniors and young are orderly, and friends have faith. My lord, since Mr. Xia has been identified as the seventh young master of the Ming family, the relationship between father and son has no two ends with the family of the Ming family..."
Before the words were finished, Song Shiren from the other side had already cut off his words in a strange way: "It's not Mr. Xia, it's Mr. Ming. Don't make any mistakes. Otherwise, after the case is over, Master Ming Qi of Ming Qingcheng can continue to sue you."
Song Shiren's complexion was not very good-looking, and his eyes were a little sunken. He came to Jiangnan alone this time, and there was no time for a group of book boys and students. The scriptures are always difficult, and the other party is a local litigator, and there are many people behind him to help, so after four days of fighting, he is the number one litigator in the world, and his spirit can't stand it anymore.
Hearing Song Shiren's words, Chen Bochang was not in a hurry, and apologized to Xia Qi Feili with a smile, and continued: "But the four words of seniority and orderliness, we have to be careful. Of course, he has the right to dispose of the Ming family's property."
He continued loudly: "The Book of Rites states that there are four rules for mourning clothes, that there are no two suns in the sky, no two lords in the earth, no two lords in the country, and no two respects in the family."
Chen Bochang became more and more enthusiastic, and his voice became more passionate: "It has been like this since ancient times, how can it be changed slightly? The law of celebration has been decided early, why does Mr. Xia...Mr. Ming bother with this anymore? Please finalize the case early."
Song Shiren stood up with some difficulty, smiled in Xia Qifei's caring eyes, walked to the front of the hall and said proudly: "The so-called family property is just the words of inheriting the position and distributing property. Mr. Chen said earlier. One thing, property analysis is another. The old master Ming also had a title back then, and now it has been inherited by Ming Qingda. Mr. Ming Qingcheng doesn't doubt this, but succession to the throne is only about big and small concubines, but property analysis has another theory. "
Chen Bochang said slightly angrily: "Accessing the position is the guarantee of distributing the property. The position is clear, and the right to dispose of the property is naturally ready to come out."
Ascending the throne and distributing property are the two most important parts of succession. Song Shiren sneered and said, "The distributing of property is the foundation of succession to the throne. You talked about celebrating the law earlier, so I will also talk about celebrating the law!"
He clapped the golden fan in his hand, and said in a loud voice: "The thirty-fourth rule of Qinglu Annotation: Household management belongs to the elders, and family wealth is public property! My client has no opinion on housekeeping, but this family wealth is really It is a public property, of course we have to analyze it in detail, as for how to analyze it, since the old master Ming's will is here, of course we have to follow the former venerable!"
Chen Bochang was so angry, how could there be such a blunt reason for separating succession from succession
"Qing Lu also said: If the elders living together should divide the family wealth unequally, the crime will be regarded as the humble child's private use of the family wealth, and every twenty sticks will be twenty!" Song Shiren looked at Ming Lanshi coldly, and said word by word: "My master was expelled from the family since he was a child. Is this a deliberate inequity? If there are 20 sticks and 20...the Ming family has more than 200,000 sticks? Let me see how many butts in the Ming family can be spanked!"
Ming Lanshi stood up angrily.
Song Shiren turned around again, smiled and saluted Zhizhou in the hall, and said again: "This is the celebration ceremony, the Ministry of Punishment, and the humble children's private use of money is recorded in the book. The adults were also from the law department back then. You should know the people It's true."
Without waiting for the Ming family to respond again, Song Shiren said proudly again: "In terms of laws, I have another one. It is clearly stipulated in Qinglu Shuyi household marriage, that is, cohabitation should be divided, and those who are not equal will be counted. Wait! What is this charge? This is a felony robbery."
Chen Bochang squinted his eyes, admiring this litigator from Kyoto. It was obvious that an extremely simple family property lawsuit was divided into two aspects by him, the succession of the throne and the division of property, and then he jumped like a monkey in the crack Jumping forward, pressing forward step by step, although he firmly stood his ground with the scriptures celebrating the law, but he really didn't expect that the other party could even memorize the small provisions of the law many years ago so clearly.
The celebration laws that Song Shiren mentioned just now were all things that the imperial court forgot to change when they revised the laws. I am afraid that they have already disappeared in the dark place where some mice in the bookstore don't even bother to rummage through. I found it out, and used it openly in the courtroom—this litigation stick is really powerful!
Song Shiren's face was calm, but his eyes were bloodshot. It is already the limit of his ability to fight the lawsuit to the present level. It is really complicated to get around it. He gradually felt a little certainty in his heart. The will is still invalid in the end, but at least I can try to achieve the effect of "equal distribution among all sons".
One-seventh of the Ming family is not a small amount.
Although he couldn't understand Fan Xian's ambitions, since the Imperial Envoy valued him so much, he naturally wanted to fight the lawsuit well and write the most beautiful and glorious stroke for the profession of litigator.
Being able to participate in the battle of the Ming family's property is already the highest level for a litigator, and bigger things, such as... the inheritance in the palace, how can a mere litigator have the qualifications to speak? And if it wasn't for the fact that the imperial court was divided into two parties and there was an occasional wrestling, it would be impossible for the Ming family's family property lawsuit to go to court, and it would be impossible to file a case, and Song Shiren would not have the opportunity to participate.
So although he was very tired, he had a kind of morbid excitement in his spirit. There were too few opportunities like this, so he had to seize them.
If Song Shiren knew that the lawsuit he was fighting in Jiangnan would stimulate some people's sensitive nerves, and thus indirectly promote the cooperation of some people, and make the conflict between Fan Xian and those people appear in a state of confrontation in advance... He would only be so frightened that he would quickly hide his name and slip away from the excitement of leaving his name in history.
Song Shiren didn't care about that issue: the so-called family property, everyone wants to fight, whether it belongs to the Ming family or the emperor.