The wives of the concubines are empresses

"The Left Vice Minister of the Ministry of Justice, how is your handwriting?"

The Left Vice Minister of the Ministry of Justice raised his head and bowed: "Your Majesty, my handwriting is quite acceptable."

"Okay, you will be responsible for recording what I say next."

The Left Vice Minister of the Ministry of Justice bowed and said, "Yes, Your Majesty."

After the ink was ground, Shangguan Wanjun drank a sip of tea solemnly.

"The Laws for Women in the Yuan Dynasty:

1. If the original wife or the second wife cannot find a good man, they can apply for divorce from the government.

The basis is as follows: Those who are beaten and abused, those who steal the wife's dowry without reason, including those who are led or instigated by the husband's family, can report to the police and request a divorce.

If someone actively adds fuel to the fire, causing serious injury or death to the wife's biological or adopted children, the wife can report the case to the police and severely punish the murderer and other accomplices and divorce them.

If anyone actively adds fuel to the fire and causes the wife's unborn child to miscarry, the wife can report him to the authorities and severely punish the culprit and divorce him.

The husband's family has no right to decide the fate or punishment of the maidservants brought with the wife as a dowry. All rights belong to the wife.

A woman of the Yuan Dynasty was not allowed to have a concubine while her wife was still alive.

If a concubine's wife becomes pregnant and gives birth to a child, the man involved will be severely beaten with 20 lashes of the cane. The government will allow the wife to divorce and return home or open a separate household. All decisions will be made by the wife, and neither her husband's family nor her own family can forcefully interfere. Anyone who violates the order will be beaten with 10 lashes of the cane.

The officials in the Ministry of Justice were sweating profusely after hearing this.

Aunt Cheng looked at her master deeply. She was speaking for all the women in the world.

"Before marrying his first wife, a man cannot take a concubine, especially if he causes his first wife to become pregnant first. If he violates this rule, the marriage contract will be automatically cancelled, and the man will have to pay the woman's family a compensation of fifty to ten thousand taels for loss of reputation, calculated based on the woman's social status.

Men are not allowed to keep a concubine, and even worse, they are not allowed to make her pregnant before his wife. If he violates this rule, the betrothal gift will not be returned. If the betrothal gift is less than 50 to 10,000 taels, it will be compensated in cash, and everything will be calculated based on the woman's social reputation and status.

The last one is about women: a husband has no right to sell his wife.

If a husband secretly sells his legitimate wife and causes her death, he shall pay her with her life. If a husband secretly sells his legitimate wife and causes her to be disabled, he shall be punished with military service of five to ten years, depending on the severity of the offense.

The Left Vice Minister of the Ministry of Justice who recorded the event marveled at the emperor's boldness in speaking out.

"Zhen, let me add a few legal supplements regarding men. A man who takes good care of his wife for more than a year will be rewarded with one or two taels of silver.

For those who have worked for more than five years, men will be rewarded with five taels of silver.

If a man has worked for ten years, he will be rewarded with ten taels of silver.

If a man has worked for fifteen years or more, he will be rewarded with fifteen taels of silver.

Those who have worked for twenty years or more will be rewarded with twenty taels of silver.

The above is based on testimony from officials, villagers, the husband's family, and the wife's family. Anyone who intentionally defrauds the victim will be fined one to five years of military service. If the victim is too old, his son will serve in his place.

A good standard: A legitimate wife should have a rosy complexion, be energetic, and wear clothes without patches.

Shangguan Wanjun was so thirsty from talking that she took several sips of tea.

"Let's do this for now, and I'll talk about it later. Take this to the Hanlin Academy and have them compile it on the imperial edict, and post it for me in the middle of the largest crowd so that the people can see it.

By the way, your cell is really dirty and messy. The guards here don’t find it disgusting. Don’t you find it disgusting too?”

The officials of the Ministry of Justice stood up and knelt down upon hearing this: "We are terrified."

"Just clean it up. You don't have to worry about getting yourself sick. Spending money is a small matter, but isn't it uncomfortable to suffer yourself? If someone gets sick, won't they infect others?"

This is very bad.

I've stayed here long enough, I'll come back to check next time."

The officials in the Ministry of Justice were stunned. The Emperor wanted to come and inspect again?

"I will send you off to the emperor respectfully."

Shangguan Wanjun waved her round fan and looked around.

Liu Cheng stepped forward holding a whisk and asked respectfully.

"Your Majesty, are you going back to the palace?"

Shangguan Wanjun looked around and said, "Why don't we go to the Imperial College and take a look?"

The king of a country woke up in the Imperial College, and the teaching assistants, doctors, principals, and registrars were terrified.

Shangguan Wanjun came without saying hello, and when she arrived she sent someone to tell the chief priest not to make it public.

Looking at the girl strolling around the courtyard, Zhang Jijiu, who was tactful, elegant and steady, couldn't help but think about the emperor's arrival.

"Zhang Jijiu, how many students are there in the Imperial College?"

"There are 600 students in the Imperial College and 1,400 in the Four Schools."

"Two thousand people." This number was still too small. She remembered that the number was almost ten thousand during the peak period of the Ming Dynasty.

Thinking of the particularity of this era, Shangguan Wanjun looked straight at Zhang Jijiu.

"Are there any female students?"

Zhang Jijiu was shocked: "Your Majesty, there has never been a precedent for a woman in this dynasty."

Shangguan Wanjun frowned: "Then it will set a precedent."

Zhang Jijiu was stunned: "Huh?"

"Look at the students' lessons. You lead the way."

Zhang Jijiu was deeply terrified. The emperor was giving him the right to choose. It was a hot day, which made him feel even more stuffy.

A student registrar hurried in and whispered to the lecturer, shocking the lecturer and leaving the students confused.

When the registrar stepped aside, the principal looked at all the students and explained solemnly.

"Dear students, the Emperor has come to the Imperial College unexpectedly, and the chief priest is currently being led here."

As soon as these words came out, the whole hall was in an uproar.

"The Emperor has arrived!"

The academician and registrar quickly knelt down and paid their respects: "Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you."

Everyone knelt down and paid homage: "Students pay their respects to the Emperor."

Shangguan Wanjun, surrounded by the crowd, slowly approached, raised her head slightly and scanned the entire audience, then spoke softly.

"No gift."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Aunt Cheng helped her walk to the Biyong (the podium).

After the students stood up, they stood upright and looked straight ahead.

Shangguan Wanjun felt slightly satisfied and marveled at the ancient version of Tsinghua University and Peking University.

She stroked her robe and sat upright with a smile on her face.

"sit."

The students bowed and said, "Students thank the Emperor."

"What class were you taking just now?"

Zhang Jijiu glanced at the knowledgeable and talented Li Xuezhen.

Li Xuezhen understood and stepped forward to bow.

"Your Majesty, I was just studying literature."

Upon hearing this, Shangguan Wanjun's lips curled up slightly.

"Since that's the case, I'd like to take a look at the talents of each of you students."

She looked around, her gaze finally resting on the students, and she had an idea in her mind.

"How about the students write poems based on what they see and hear in the church?"

The students were stunned.

The first student who bowed was a bookish young man, about fifteen or sixteen years old.

"The sea of ​​learning is endless, and we come and go to explore knowledge. Friendship knows not where learning ends, and all things return to a peaceful heart."

Shangguan Wanjun savored it calmly and made slight comments.

"It's okay."

Another noble young man, he seems to be of high status.

"Now, unaware of our emperor's arrival, the students have begun to compose their poems. Your talent and my talent have reached their limit, and we both welcome the arrival of the golden mouth."

Zhang Jijiu, Li Xuezhen and other students were stunned.

Shangguan Wanjun smiled faintly and said, "The poem is okay, and the reaction is quick."

Shangguan Wanjun stayed for about quarter of an hour and then went to the door of the math class again.

Shangguan Wanjun was elegant and graceful, with an extraordinary demeanor, and had long attracted the attention of the students.

Xue Zheng was shocked to see Zhang Jijiu personally accompanying him. Could he be an important figure?

He was shocked when he saw the woman outside the door wearing a phoenix hairpin in her hair.