Vol 3 Chapter 44: superstition
Duanmu Qingchen started to linger angrily again, flicking his fingers to the outside: "Go! Send someone to capture that old witch from Xishan to the Crown Prince!"
Fu Mingrui trembled angrily while clutching the transcript in his hand. With the current case, even if the body was mutilated into tens of thousands of pieces, the criminal would have killed him openly!
But this kind of folk superstition and witchcraft does not kill people with knives, and eats people without spitting out bones! It just made him vomit!
Duanmu Qingchen didn't need to open his mouth, he also wanted to give that Witch of Xishan an immediate Fa-rectification on the spot! How many cute girl dolls did she kill? !
If it weren't for the good fortune that Ya'er was saved by Lian Youyou, Ya'er would also be killed by that Xishan witch!
But compared to these liars, the more annoying and hateful people are the ignorant people who believe in these liars! What kind of ignorance would make a relative believe in these superstitions and harm his relatives? !
Just because patriarchal?
"Come on!" Fu Mingrui shouted.
Zhao Cheng Wangquan entered from the outside, but he saw that Fu Mingrui and Duanmu Qingchen had sullen faces, and the atmosphere in the study was extremely gloomy, and their expressions were already tense.
As an official, observing words and demeanor is the most basic ability. It is not for flattery, but to avoid getting angry and being angered by the boss.
"My lord, what are your orders!" Zhao Cheng and Wang Quan immediately knelt down on one knee, honestly.
Fu Mingrui pulled out a warrant stick from the warrant bucket in the study, and threw it out with a heavy face: "Take someone to arrest the Xishan Witch of Baijia Village overnight!"
"Yes!" Zhao Chengwangquan came out with the order, and smiled at each other. They had long wanted to catch that harmful old hag!
Duanmu Qingchen was still angry in the study: "Tell me! If this person is in a hurry to go to the doctor, what kind of gods, Buddhas, fox fairies, or witches do he believe in? I can understand it. For the sake of a son?! How can I do this! That is my own granddaughter! Is there any humanity in this? Ah?! The life of a girl is worthless? No girl! Where is the mother! No mother, just a man How to pass on the family line!" Duanmu Qingchen felt that this was a very simple truth, why couldn't that kind of ignorant old woman understand?
"The idea of patriarchy is deep-rooted, and it cannot be changed overnight." Fu Mingrui was a little more helpless in his anger, "As long as your royal family favors sons over girls, then the common people who respect the royal family will naturally obey you all day long." Follow the royal family. I know your character so I dare to say this, if the emperor is in front of me at this moment, these words are enough to copy our nine clans. Because this is the foundation of the concept of a country and cannot be shaken."
Duanmu Qingchen looked at Fu Mingrui in a daze, this was the first time that Fu Mingrui had spoken the truth to him. Moreover, he is risking his life to say these words. He was right, if Duanmu Qingchen was not listening to him, but his father, Fu Mingrui should be dragged out and beheaded now for the crime of disrespect.
There were too many things, Duanmu Qingchen saw it and wanted to understand it, but he found that with his current ability, he was powerless. Even if he, the crown prince, sits firmly on the throne and becomes the emperor, if he wants to shake the idea of the dynasty, how can the emperor change it with a single word? At that time, I am afraid that the courtiers will object again, and the emperor will not be able to decide many things.
For example, he told Emperor Cheng that he didn't want to be the emperor and asked the third son to be the prince, but he was severely criticized by those elders, because throughout the ages, the elders and the younger are orderly, he is the eldest son, the boss of the family , I don't know who made the rules, he has to inherit them.
He has to do it even if he doesn’t want to be an emperor, so helpless
"Eh? The witch won't really know any witchcraft." After calming down, Duanmu Qingchen thought of this, "Is there any problem with the person you sent, do you want to invite Yoyo?"
"No, country witch, it must be fake!" Fu Mingrui said firmly.
Originally, Fu Mingrui didn't believe in these strange powers, so even if Duanmu Qingchen doubted it, he would be firm. However, after going through so many things, from Wanqing to Yu Pingting now, he is not sure whether this folk witch knows witchcraft or not.
However, he believed in Lian Youyou.
He remembered that Lian Youyou had an ordinary expression when she pulled out the needle, which was enough to show that it was a normal embroidery needle. If there is witchcraft on it, Lian Youyou will definitely notice it.
Moreover, Lian Youyou said that this is a human matter and should be managed by Fu Mingrui, so Fu Mingrui concluded that this witch is a fake. Because witches are human beings, this is something he, Fu Mingrui, can and should take care of!
Inside the secret realm, Lian Youyou was sitting on the outside of the hut, on a porch chair facing the pool, with a copy of "Water Mirror Romance" in her hand. She nodded while reading, and next door was Lin Tingjun who was already lying on the spot.
"The novels in this world are beautiful." Lian Youyou nodded appreciatively, "Hey, I love to sleep, let me tell you, in another time and space, there is a place called the Qing Dynasty, and there is a book called "Flowers in the Mirror", which is similar to this book. , You see, there are some connections between the world and the world, and between people."
"Huh...huh..." Lin Tingjun closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Lian Youyou raised her eyebrows, looked at Yao Guangren and He Shiqi who were listening to Hei Yan's bragging, turned her eyes to look at Lin Tingjun, raised her lips and smiled: "Hey, I love sleeping, you really can't tell the difference between women?"
Lin Tingjun frowned slightly: "Yes."
"Then how do you tell Sanniang from Yunyao?"
"Look at the clothes." Lin Tingjun turned over, with deep sleepiness in his voice, "Sanniang wears bright clothes, while Yun Yao wears light clothes."
"I think it's because Sanniang wears less clothes, and Yunyao wears more clothes, hahaha." Lian Youyou smiled and looked at Lin Tingjun's back. He didn't answer, but seemed to be asleep again. She rolled her eyes, "Then how can you tell the difference between me and Yunyao?"
"You are you." Suddenly, Lin Tingjun said these four words.
"Why am I me?" Lian Youyou asked back.
"I only know you." Lin Tingjun replied.
Lianyou smiled melodiously: "How do you prove that you only know me?"
Lin Tingjun turned over again, looking up to the sky, with his hands behind his head: "I can draw you."
The light in Lian Youyou's eyes flashed, and there was a gleam of water. She smiled, a gratifying and beautiful smile. She opened her red lips and looked at Lin Tingjun's sleepy face: "Then why don't you draw a picture?"
"Huh..." Lin Tingjun took a long breath, did not open his eyes, and said in a low voice, "I'm too lazy to draw."
"Hahaha—" Lian Youyou laughed and stood up, "I'll let you go."
"Where are you going?" Unexpectedly, Lin Tingjun, who was too lazy to speak, asked seriously.
Lian Youyou stretched her waist: "Go and see Sanniang, she went to the beach, and I also want to enjoy the sea breeze. Remember to hand in the painting when you wake up, otherwise I won't believe it"
Lian Youyou glanced at Lin Tingjun, Lin Tingjun had stopped making a sound, and her breathing became steady, she was really asleep. She curled her lips into a smile, her white sleeves were flirtatious, her belt was flowing, and she jumped out of the waterside pavilion, her body was as light as flying petals blowing away with the wind.