The Reborn Princess Has Turned Evil

The next day.

In today's class, Chi Wenyuan will not lecture, but will instead use the topic of "rewards and punishments" as a starting point, allowing the students to answer the questions on their own, and then explain them tomorrow.

The question was cleverly posed. Although most men in the world are rulers or subjects who can reward and punish, women can also be empresses or wives, and their wives can be servants or children. Therefore, the three women present still had room to respond.

For a time, the only sounds in the Hall of Heroes were the turning of paper and writing. Some people were thinking, some were writing, and some were answering questions seriously.

Jing Anle pondered for a moment and then wrote on the paper. Jing Rou, who was quick-witted, also had some ideas after studying for so long. Kou Shuran, on the other hand, didn't know how to answer for a while.

Half the time had passed quickly, and Chi Wenyuan was still fiddling with his feather fan, looking at the crowd answering questions below. He thought: If it can bring more benefits to the people, what does it matter if I do my best?

Halfway through writing, Xiao Heng inexplicably glanced in Jing Anle's direction, a sight that Kou Shuran witnessed. Her hand holding the pen trembled, leaving a black dot on the white paper. At that moment, everyone was focused on answering their questions, and no one noticed that her face had turned half-blue.

Princess Rou was right, Kou Anran thought to herself. She looked at Jing Anle sitting at the very front and felt extremely awkward.

"Time's up, please stop writing." Akabane Gen's voice rang out from above everyone's heads.

Some are newly written, such as Jing Anle and Jing Rou; some are very well written, such as Xiao Heng and Jing Fengyao; and some are unfinished, such as Jing Fengyu and Kou Shuran.

Jing Fengyu was worried that he would be scolded by Consort Yu tomorrow, while Kou Shuran was afraid of being looked down upon by Xiao Heng and felt a little embarrassed.

Ignoring everyone's emotions, Chi Wenyuan said, "Alright, that's enough for today."

……

“My lord, why do we have to go through the west gate to get back to the manor? Wouldn’t it be closer to go from the south?” asked Zhang Liang, the attendant.

At this moment, Li Cong, who was sitting inside the carriage, raised his eyes and glanced at Zhang Liang, who wisely shut his mouth.

Then Li Cong closed his eyes again, recalling the words his daughter had brought from the palace, and silently recited in his heart: Ye Zhaoping.

"What was that sound?" Li Cong asked.

Zhang Liang opened the small window and saw a person covered in blood beating a drum. "Sir, someone is beating the drum to cry out for justice."

Li pushed Zhang Liang aside and looked out the window. Sure enough, there was a young man beating a drum and shouting, "Fang Xianda, the heir of the Marquis of Xinyang, has forcibly taken my sister. I beg you, Your Excellency, to uphold justice..."

"Stop the car!" Li Congdao said.

The coachman reined in just in time. Li Cong listened to the young man's words and pondered, "The Marquis of Xinyang?" In a moment, he was about to get off the carriage to ask for clarification.

"My lord!" Zhang Liang's voice came.

"Why are you holding onto my clothes? Let go!" Li Cong shouted angrily.

Zhang Liang sighed inwardly. Oh well, he was going to get into trouble again.

Meanwhile, Yu Tonghai was sitting inside the Jingzhao Prefecture, leisurely drinking tea, completely oblivious to the drumming sounds outside.

"Is this guy not afraid of death? He's already been attacked twice," the advisor said.

Yu Tonghai curled his lip, spat out a tea leaf, and said, "A poor wretch like him dares to provoke the Marquis of Xinyang's mansion. He might dare, but I certainly don't."

The advisor nodded and said, "But this can't go on forever. It would be bad if we attracted the attention of the people."

“You’re right. Arrest them, put them in jail for a couple of days and they’ll behave,” Yu Tonghai agreed.

The clerk flattered, "What you say is true, sir. Once this matter is resolved, we can go to the Marquis of Xinyang's residence to curry favor. Perhaps you can even get a promotion."

"Hahaha, that makes sense, that makes sense." The two arrogant people were completely unaware of what was happening outside.

……

"Who are you? Why are you beating the drum and crying out for justice here?" Li Cong asked. He had just gotten off the carriage and could see that the person in front of him had bloodstains on his body and even on his hands, obviously having just been tortured.

Ye Zhaoping had just been subjected to severe torture, and the constant beating of the drum had left him somewhat exhausted. His vision blurred, and he almost lost his balance, staggering for a moment before realizing that it was a man in official robes.

He immediately remembered what Jing Anle had said, and knelt down, saying, "Please, Your Honor, redress my grievances!"

Just then, the gate of the Jingzhao Prefecture suddenly opened, and two people came out. They were the ones who had been ordered to arrest Ye Zhaoping. However, there was an extra man in official robes outside, so they didn't dare to move for a moment. A quick-witted man ran inside to report.

"What did he do wrong?" Li Cong asked.

The subordinate stammered and dared not speak.

Li Cong already understood that the Jingzhao Prefecture dared not offend the Xinyang Marquis's Mansion and therefore wanted to punish the person who filed the complaint. He was indignant that such a thing could happen in the capital.

Yongfu Palace.

"Princess," Mu Ping said excitedly.

Jing Anle knew that things had progressed, so she turned around and asked, "How is it?"

"The princess is truly prescient. As expected, Li Cong stood up for justice and has now entered the Jingzhao Prefecture."

The Court of Judicial Review of the Capital Prefecture.

Yu Tonghai sat in the high hall, looking at Ye Zhaoping kneeling below, and then at Li Cong sitting beside him. He was completely puzzled. Why did this big shot come to him for no reason, and why did he happen to run into Ye Zhaoping? But he couldn't afford to offend either Marquis Keyang or Li Cong, so he could only bite the bullet and start the trial.

"Lord Yu, let's hear the case." Li Cong's few words were deafening to Yu Tonghai. Li Cong was the Left Censor-in-Chief, responsible for supervising officials like them. If he were to impeach someone, Yu Tonghai would be in danger of losing his official position.

Yu Tonghai smiled obsequiously, then slammed his gavel down heavily and asked, "Who is below? What is the matter?"

Ye Zhaoping was a frail scholar, and the torture he had just endured made his voice weak as he said, "This humble citizen, Ye Zhaoping, accuses Fang Xianda, the heir of the Marquis of Xinyang, of forcibly abducting my younger sister in broad daylight. I beg Your Honor to grant me justice." As he spoke, he took out a petition from his robes.

Yu Tonghai gave the clerk a wink, and the clerk understood and took the petition and handed it to Yu Tonghai.

"Since you claim that Fang Xianda, the heir of the Marquis of Xinyang, stole your sister, do you have any evidence?" Yu Tonghai opened the indictment, glanced at it casually, and asked.

"Your Honor is wise! All the neighbors and passersby are witnesses!" Ye Zhaoping cried out, kneeling on the ground.

Yu Tonghai looked at Li Cong and asked ingratiatingly, "Lord Li, what do you think of this matter?" His words were meant to imply to Li Cong that the Marquis of Xinyang's mansion was very powerful, and whether he was sure he wanted to offend them.

Although Li Cong was an upright man, he was not stupid. He said, "Lord Yu, of course we should act according to the law. The law of our Jing Kingdom clearly states that the emperor is subject to the same law as the common people. What do you say?"

Yu Tonghai swallowed hard, but dared not refute. At this moment, he no longer wanted to dream of promotion and wealth; he only hoped to get rid of this big Buddha in front of him as soon as possible.