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Yang Ling rubbed his nose and sat back on the chair awkwardly. He was so bored, he suddenly remembered what happened today, and quickly flipped through his bookcase. The thick "Law of the Ming Dynasty" was indeed among them , He picked it up and looked at it carefully.
Flipping through the regulations on litigation, Han Youniang brought over a cup of steaming tea. Yang Ling couldn't help but cover up and sigh: "Men in feudal society are really men. How can they enjoy such treatment in modern society?"
At that time, the working hours of ordinary shops were not as tight as they are now, and the break time at noon was extremely long, and the work resumed at about two o'clock in the afternoon in modern times, so Yang Ling drank hot water and flipped through the books, while Han Youniang sat on the Kang Yan'er and worked. Needlework.
With her fingers deftly making a button on the needle thread, she licked the end of the thread with the tip of her tongue, and went through the needle. She rested one leg on the kang, carefully sewed the clothes, and occasionally glanced gently at the book as she was concentrating on turning the pages of the book. s husband.
Yang Ling flipped through it for a while, pondered for a while, but he couldn't find any regulations in the book that are beneficial to Ma Ang. It seems that the solution still has to fall on the high-sounding, self-defeating 'Tai Chi' that he learned from later generations. Kung fu.
He raised his head and let out a long breath, just in time to see Han Youniang put the padded gown to the corner of her mouth, biting off the end of the thread with her teeth, but a pair of eyes looked at him sweetly, once they met his eyes, they immediately looked at him again. Dodged away in a panic.
Looking at this pretty girl, who was only fifteen or sixteen years old, looking like a little woman, even if Yang Ling made up his mind to treat her only as an amiable and lovely little sister, he still couldn't help but feel flustered in his heart. It has never happened since my ninth reincarnation. With such a gentle and considerate wife, the pace of life is slow and leisurely. Isn't it just the life I dream of? Isn't it just the warmth that I have worked so hard to increase and should cherish?
Han Youniang lowered her head to pick up the needle and thread, and felt that the man was looking at her all the time, she couldn't help but panicked, her hands were in a mess, and with a sound of "Oops", the tip of the needle pierced her finger. Yang Ling quickly piled down the "Law of the Great Ming Dynasty" and snatched her little hand, only to see a drop of bright red blood dripping from her index finger.
Yang Ling glanced around, only to find out why the ancients had to use their tongues to suck their pricked fingers. It's not that they knew that saliva can be used to disinfect, but that there is really nothing to wipe blood off, so they can't use clothes to wipe it off, right? ? So he imitated Han Youniang's finger into his mouth and sucked it lightly. When the tip of his tongue touched her finger, Han Youniang's body trembled suddenly, and her face immediately became red and hot.
Yang Ling said angrily: "Look at you, you are working outside in the morning and you don't rest at home. What are you doing?"
Han Youniang, with her thin eyelashes hanging down, obediently let him gently press her fingertips, and said timidly: "It's almost Chinese New Year, and you don't have a decent robe yet. I think you have status." Man, going out like this is a joke, so I hurried to make you a new robe."
Yang Ling sighed, the longer we get along, the more he feels that he owes her a lot, that distressing feeling, as if he has owed her for countless lifetimes. He clenched his hands wordlessly, and the unbroken affection spread to their whole bodies and minds.
Yang Ling gently kissed the little hand of this fifteen-year-old girl, filled with emotion in her heart, she should be at the age of carrying a schoolbag to school, but she has become a gentle and virtuous wife, in this evil old society. It's really touching.
The law of the Ming Dynasty stipulates that women get married at sixteen, but few people obey it. Some of the laws of the Ming Dynasty are very strict, and it is often the crime of beheading, but the government turns a blind eye to this rule, as if they don¡¯t see it .
After pressing his fingers for a while, it was estimated that there would be no more bleeding, so Yang Ling squeezed his fingers lightly, and said with a smile, "Okay, does it still hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt!" The voice was so flattering that Yang Ling realized that her eyes were drooping slightly, her expression was shy, there was a sweet smile on her lips, and there was an extremely gentle and peaceful temperament on her pretty and immature face. This is a demeanor that a mature woman will show when facing her beloved.
That kind of gentle and peaceful temperament is the kind of feminine gentle temperament that she has never shown before. The snowflakes are flying outside the house, and the snow falls without a trace. Han Youniang's heart is extremely solid, and the kind of uninterrupted affection ripples in her heart, and the sadness of fear and hardship for half a year seems to be far away from her at this moment.
Yang Ling couldn't help but stare at each other for a long time. The quiet and sweet atmosphere was finally destroyed by a loud shout outside the door, and a man's voice shouted outside: "Yang Ling, Mr. Yang lives here. ?".
Han Youniang let out an "ah", and then woke up from the intoxication, and hurriedly withdrew her hand, Yang Ling? Smiling, turned around and went to the door and opened the door, the snowflakes drifted over with the wind, and after a while after coming back to eat, the outside was already vast.
Yang Ling Dingqing took a look, and saw two yamen standing outside the door with their hands on their waists and knives. Their bodies were already covered with a thick layer of snow, but behind them was a young girl wearing a white cloak, holding a yellow oil umbrella in her hand. The upper part of the fox scarf was wrapped in white fluff around her neck, revealing only a delicate face like a lotus flower emerging from water, like a fairy exile in the snowflakes all over the sky.
These two yamen servants were the ones who locked Ma Ang to go to the yamen, so they recognized Yang Ling, and when they saw that it was him who opened the door, they quickly cupped their hands and said, "Hehe, it really is Yang Xiucai, the little one is very polite. Under the order of Min Xianzun, I will escort Miss Ma to see you."
Yang Ling hurriedly opened the door and said, "Both officials, please come in quickly. Ah! Miss Ma, please come in."
Ma Lian'er smiled, showing two moving dimples on her cheeks, she clenched her cloak with both hands, and stepped in first. The two servants followed behind and entered the room, closing the door behind them.
Five people crowded into this small room at once, but it was a bit crowded. Ma Lian'er pulled the belt under her chin, untied her snow-white cloak, turned her bright eyes, saw the petite Han Youniang, and couldn't help smiling sweetly: "This girl isBrother Yang, it's you Is it your little girl?"
Seeing a beautiful woman who is better than Hua Jieyu coming in, Han Youniang's big black eyes are full of vigilance, and hearing that she regards herself as her husband's sister, her face is full of displeasure, but her husband didn't speak, but she It is inconvenient to rush out to speak.
Yang Ling smiled awkwardly, feeling guilty for destroying the seedlings of the motherland, he stammered: "Uhshe is minethis is my wife."
A smug look flashed in Han Youniang's eyes, she glanced at Ma Lian'er as if in a demonstration, gave a slight blessing, and said softly: "Sir, is this lady?"
Yang Ling hurriedly said: "This Miss Ma is the second lady of Master Yicheng Ma. She and the two elder brothers have something to discuss with me."
Ma Lian'er was a little surprised and said: "Brother Yang has already married, and Ma Lian'er has met Mrs. Yang."
Han Youniang hurriedly said: "Miss, you are welcome, please sit down quickly, please sit down, two big brothers."
There are only two chairs in this room, and the two government servants had to sit on the kang. Yang Ling had just moved here not long ago, and with limited conditions, he usually only used large bowls for drinking tea. Han Youniang quickly took out four bowls to make tea, and the two servants naturally expressed their thanks.
The county magistrate of Min has sent someone to investigate the matter of Wang's family in the musical instrument store. Mrs. Ma cares about her son. Although Mrs. Min takes care of her, but in this cold winter, I am afraid that something will happen in the prison. Miss Ma also cares about her brother. So he urged Min County Magistrate to send two policemen responsible for investigating the Wang family to the Yang family together.
After listening to the two policemen tell the situation of the Wang family, Yang Ling thought about it carefully, and felt that from the "Law of the Ming Dynasty", he really couldn't find any loopholes to exonerate Ma Ang. The only thing he was good at was insurance. I just don't know if the word "delay" in claim settlement is applicable, so I expressed my idea nervously.
Ms. Ma didn't know if this method would work, so she looked at the two yamen servants, and the big Li, who was full of yellow teeth, slapped his thigh and praised: "Wonderful, it's a trick of 'dragging the knife', a blunt knife cuts the flesh, Every inch of land, hehe, the county lord handles the case impartially, not indulging and not in vain, his Wang family can't find any faults, if he can be trusted, this lawsuit will definitely destroy his family."
The other one who was a bit older was the team leader, surnamed Wu, he was not as happy as Da Li, but he also smiled slightly: "Mr. Litigation lawyers may not have come up with such a clever plan. If they act according to the plan, I am afraid that those miserable masters of the Wang family will rush to withdraw the lawsuit and close the case, but if they are not sensible, Mr. Ma will inevitably spend more time in prison It's been a while."
Ms. Ma couldn't help smiling when she heard what they said, and she couldn't help hesitating after hearing what Bantou Wu said last time. She bit her lip and thought for a while, then sighed: "After all, it's a human life. If you stay for a while, it will be rare if you can be imprisoned safely, my brother is usually rude and reckless, it is good to suffer some grievances and setbacks."
Yang Ling received the approval of the two yamen servants, his courage grew stronger, and his brain became active, and he said slowly: "Although this plan can delay the Wang family's initiative to withdraw the lawsuit, it not only saves Mr. Ma's life, but also does not damage the reputation of the county magistrate. Damaged, butif the Wang family can't swallow this breath, it may take a year or so, so I have another plan, Miss Ma"
He moved closer, covered his mouth with his hands and whispered a few words to Ma Lian'er. Ma Lian'er glanced at him with a half-smile, and said sweetly, "As expected of a scholar, it's a good strategy."
Her glance was very charming, and Yang Ling's gaze was fixed at the amorous expression revealed at that moment. Ma Lian'er noticed it, and a faint blush appeared on her shattered cheeks. Han Youniang, who was only paying attention to the two of them, suddenly felt a little sour. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)The glance is very charming, Yang Ling's eyes are fixed at the amorous feelings revealed at that moment, Ma Lian'er noticed it, and a faint blush appeared on her shattered cheeks, and she only paid attention to it all the time. Han Youniang of the two suddenly became a little sour. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com