Emperor Ming Dynasty

Chapter 185 Don't Build a Dangerous Wall
He had never heard of private trials.

With an idea in mind, Zhu Yixi acted immediately.

Sun Xuan'er has always had no idea and just let it go.

A group of people inquired about the news, and came to the front of Jiang's house, watching the excitement.

Kings and nobles are mansions, dignitaries and dignitaries are mansions, mansions; rich people are mansions, and ordinary people are homes.

Inside and outside Jiang's house, it was extremely lively.

The clansmen who previously occupied this place are like wolves and tigers, and they will never give up the so-called clan property easily.

And Jiang Wenhua's family members, especially his wife Jiang Chen, led the wives and concubines, and even brought their slaves and came directly to the door.

For a time, the quarrel continued.

"Second Uncle, don't you feel ashamed for doing such a thing before the bones of the culture are cold?"

Jiang Chen was dressed in sackcloth, and her pretty face was full of anger. Facing the persecution of these Jiang men, she trembled with anger.

Behind her, two three-year-old girls were led by their mother, their eyes full of fear and confusion.

And right beside her, a pregnant woman who was pregnant with Liujia was sitting comfortably with her belly upright, with worry on her face.

This is where Jiang Chen's support lies.

As long as the fetus can give birth to a boy, it can regain the advantage and win the husband's property.

"Uncle, this is an extinct family, but we still have an unborn child, how can we be extinct?"

Seeing his old-fashioned uncle shaken a bit, Jiang Chen said hurriedly.

Eat Juehu, as soon as these three words came out, everyone's expressions changed drastically.

"It's not a good thing to eat a poor family!" The head of the workshop hurriedly shook his head, he cherished his reputation.

Similarly, the elders who were invited were also full of displeasure.

In the grassroots system of the Ming Dynasty, Shenming Pavilions were generally built in villages.

The head of Jia, the head of the village, and respected elders will try the general civil disputes related to household marriage, land, private slaughtering of cattle, damage to crops, livestock biting, water conservancy, etc. in this Lijia.

Unless there is a murder case, the court will never be invited.

Similarly, in the city, the head of the workshop, the elders of the clan, and the elders with high morals are also the troika to deal with disputes.

Jiang Chen was overjoyed.

If she could solve it by herself, how could she go to the Yamen? What she said before was just a rumor.

"How can it be a desperate household?"

Cousin Jiang Wenming hurriedly said, "Hua Wen died of illness, and now there is no male in the family, and the huge family business doesn't allow these women to get in?"

"This is our Jiang family's family business for decades, how can an outsider take it?"

"That's right, we are all from the Jiang family, so don't let them out." Someone echoed.

"Why are we outsiders?" Jiang Chen's cold face was full of anger:

"Xiaoqi is already pregnant and will give birth to a boy. You are in such a hurry to seize the family property!"

"Father dies, son succeeds is an axiom."

These words won the approval of everyone.

Facing the serious Jiang Chen family who was gradually gaining the upper hand, Jiang Wenming was instantly annoyed.

Looking at this beautiful face and graceful figure, a strong possessive desire emerged in his heart, and he couldn't help but coldly snorted:
"Whose seed is in this stomach?"

"What did you say?"

Jiang Chen was furious, approached, and slapped him without hesitation.

"Snapped--"

Jiang Wenming was immediately slapped to the ground, with huge redness and swelling on his face.

"I am the mistress of Jiang's house for a day, how can I let you talk nonsense?"

Such a majesty like a tigress really startled people.

Jiang Wenming's face was livid, he got up, and began to talk in detail to his old uncle's ear.

After a while, the old uncle said slowly: "Cultural family, that concubine is about to give birth. Before the birth, Jiang's house will be temporarily occupied by you."

"If the baby is still a girl, let's talk about it..."

Jiang Chen's face was livid, and he trembled while holding the handkerchief.

The things have been occupied for a long time, and then they are kept in name, and I am afraid they will never get them back.

The members of the Jiang family on the side nodded and said yes, very happy.

In their hearts, even if they are born as boys, the child is prone to die young, and it may not necessarily live for a long time.

This huge Jiang family property is destined to belong to them.

The head of the workshop and the elders at the side could only sigh when they saw this. Although they sympathized, it was a family matter after all, so they couldn't control it too much.

Everyone left the house one after another and saw a large group of onlookers.

Suddenly, there was a commotion in the crowd, and a group of police officers in soap suits came running like moths to a flame, their faces full of excitement.

As for the members of the Jiang clan, all of them looked ashen.

Jiang Chen's face turned pale even more, if it wasn't for the servant girl supporting her slender waist, she would have collapsed immediately.

It's no wonder they are so afraid, it's because the yamen is too dark.

Yamen servants eat the plaintiff and the defendant, and they will never let go until they are full.

And when the time comes, the huge family business of the Jiang family will be swallowed up by everyone.

"Jiang Chen, you dare to report to the official!"

Jiang Wenming said angrily, the desire in his heart was swept away.

"I didn't." Jiang Chen gritted her teeth and retorted: "It was just a rumor before, and I definitely didn't want to sue the officials."

For women, the yamen is even more fearful, and no one dares to do this until the end.

"Hahaha, this official has always been concerned about the concerns of the people, and understands the sentiments of the people. Since there are such disputes here, how can we just sit idly by?"

The yamen servant opened the way, and a green-robed official walked over swaggeringly, with a happy expression on his face:
"What grievances do you have, tell me quickly!"

He stared at Jiang Chenshi, who was dressed in sackcloth, with dripping eyes, and couldn't help but admire in his heart: "The butt is big, easy to bear, like a gourd, and it will definitely give birth to seven or eight."

With just one sentence, everyone was stopped and could not move rashly.

The yamen servants are vicious, and the white servants (temporary workers) who follow behind are even more like wolves and tigers.

The common people who were watching the excitement, all of a sudden, they were far away, and [-]% of them walked away.

There was only one son, with his own rabbit master and all the servants, happily watching the excitement, without any intention of avoiding it.

"You boy, how do you write without fear?"

The pusher was stunned, seeing his luxurious clothes, he couldn't help asking with a smile.

"The imperial court didn't even stipulate that it is not allowed to sit on the sidelines of the trial?"

The man was surprised.

"Hahaha, that makes sense."

The pusher laughed, but then his face changed: "But, what I say is the law of the king. You are not allowed to stand by here."

"What if I have to watch?"

"You can try it!" The yamen servants sneered.

"Fine!"

The man shook his head, looking at the miserable little widow, I saw the pitiful little widow, and left with regret: "I listen to you."

After the person in the way left, the pusher waved his hand and said: "Take the two parties back, I have to judge right from wrong, adjust yin and yang, hahahaha!"

The yamen servants were also full of joy, put a seal on the house, and returned to the yamen happily.

"Your Highness, do you just ignore this stupid official?"

Sun Xuan'er couldn't help but said.

"The timing is not right."

Seeing the face of the so-called corrupt officials, Zhu Yixi couldn't help but chuckled and said, "A gentleman doesn't stand under a dangerous wall—"

(End of this chapter)