Chapter 218 The Enemy Who Came to Your Door

As soon as Jiang Jiu entered the room, he saw Yao Song standing upright.

Yao Song is only seven years old. He is cute and has baby fat on his face. He looks most like his grandfather and has a domineering aura.

But now the domineering young master had a bruise on his face, and there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.

Jiang Jiu ran over with heartache and gently touched Yao Song's wound.

"Are you okay?"

Yao Song raised his chin proudly: "I'm fine, he's the one who's in trouble."

You won’t know until you see it. I was shocked when I saw it. On the stretcher nearby, there was a child lying with one leg tied up and a wooden stick clamped in it, and his arm was hung up.

There was not a single spot on his face that was intact, it was covered in bruises and purples, and his head was bandaged with blood oozing from the wounds.

Jiang Jiu didn't know what to say.

As soon as Lord Wang from the Ministry of Justice saw Jiang Jiu coming, he quickly got up from his seat.

"Princess, this..."

The eldest lady of the Qin family was also very angry: "Princess Ronghua, you are young, I can't say anything to you, please ask the Duke to come over, I want to ask him how he educates his children, and he actually beat my son like this..."

Jiang Jiu was also in a dilemma: "Song'er is not someone who doesn't know the importance of things. My father is not feeling well, so I'll ask him."

Madam Qin was about to say no when she suddenly caught a glimpse of Jiang Jiu's sharp eyes and was startled.

"Okay, then ask me. I want to know why he beat my son like this..."

Jiang Jiu frowned and poked Yao Song's head with his finger.

"Tell me, why did you hit Young Master Qin? You are a martial artist, don't you know that an ordinary child can't withstand a punch from you..."

"Who asked him to waste food..." Yao Song gritted his teeth in anger.

These words confused Jiang Jiu and Madam Qin.

"What kind of food is being wasted? What's going on?" Madam Qin was also confused.

Yao Song snorted coldly: "At noon, we all ate in the cafeteria. He couldn't finish the large amount he served, so most of the leftovers were thrown away."

"I said a few words to him, but he still wasn't convinced, so he started fighting with me. I didn't want to say anything at first, but this wasn't the first time, it happened several times."

Madam Qin was so angry that she jumped up and down: "We bought the food with our own money. What does it have to do with you whether we ate it or threw it away? What right did you have to beat him like this?"

So that's how it is. We can't blame Jiang Jiu for protecting his people.

Moreover, Jiang Jiu also took this opportunity to do something and followed His Majesty to Nanli.

"Hiss... Madam, you are wrong in what you said." Jiang Jiu touched his chin and looked at Madam Qin with a sharp look.

"When I am hoeing the field at noon, my sweat drips down to the ground. Who knows that every grain of rice on the plate is the result of hard work?"

"It's not easy for ordinary people to farm. The court has always advocated frugality. If I remember correctly, it was Old Master Qin who advocated this."

"Besides, your majesty is now on a southern expedition and needs a lot of food and grass. The treasury is empty. Your majesty would rather pay for it than increase taxes on the people. The court is in such a difficult situation, and your child is still wasting food. This is not good."

Madam Qin didn't know what to say for a moment.

"All the food in the Imperial College is bought with one's own money. My child eats a lot, so naturally I buy a lot. It's not his fault if he can't finish it. It's just a little food. If you feel bad, you can just take it back..."

Jiang Jiu snorted coldly: "Okay, since you said so, then I will go ask Lord Qin, the frugality he advocates means throwing away what cannot be eaten, rather than saving it for the next meal..."

Madam Qin was very angry: "Whose food is leftover..."

As soon as these words were spoken, the people around were furious.

"What a rich man! He always has more food than he can finish and save for the next meal."

"No, no, the rich people always leave it for their servants to eat."

"We also feed our servants. If the servants can't finish the food, we give it to beggars on the street. Not all rich people waste food..."

Indeed, ancient people valued food very much and even issued laws prohibiting the waste of food.

It’s just that some people have grown up in luxury and don’t know the sufferings of the world, so they don’t care.

If it was anyone else, it would be fine, but it had to be the grandson of Lord Qin.

This is a bit like the top beam is not straight and the bottom beam is crooked, which is a slap in the face.

Lord Wang from the Ministry of Justice, who didn't know how to judge the case just now, also stroked his beard.

"Indeed, there is a law in the current dynasty that if food is wasted, the person will be punished with twenty strokes of the canon..."

If this one is taken down, the next one won't be much different.

After these words, Mrs. Qin couldn't hold back her anger and patted her son lightly.

"How could he have seen such a tactless thing?"

Young Master Qin screamed in pain. It hurt. His whole body hurt.

Jiang Jiu sighed: "But, speaking of that, it was not right for my son Song Er to hit him. We can tell the gentlemen of the Imperial College about this matter first. I believe they will make their own judgment."

Young Master Qin started to yell again, meaning that he must not tell the teacher at the Imperial College.

"How about this, Song'er has made a mistake after all, why don't we donate two thousand taels of silver to buy food and fodder for His Majesty who is on his way south to fight."

Lord Wang from the Ministry of Justice breathed a sigh of relief.

"The princess is very righteous."

Madam Qin refused to give in: "We in the Qin family are not the kind of people who waste food. It's just that my son's stomach has been a little uncomfortable these days."

"How about this, I will also donate one thousand taels to your majesty who is fighting in the war. Our Qin family is a role model for the court."

Jiang Jiu immediately followed suit: "Madam Qin is very righteous. It just so happens that in three days, I will go to the southern border to visit the veterans guarding the border on the orders of my father, and deliver the grain and fodder to His Majesty."

"Since the Qin family is a role model for the court, the matter of donating food and fodder to the Queen's wife will be handed over to Madam Qin. But don't worry, I will write down all the names of donors and present them to Your Majesty."

"When your majesty returns triumphantly, I will reward you with letters one by one."

After Jiang Jiu said this, Lord Wang from the Ministry of Justice also said: "Then I will also donate 500 taels on behalf of my wife. Princess, please don't forget us."

At this time, Jiang Jiu found paper and pen and handed them to Madam Qin.

"Please, Your Majesty recognizes Madam Qin's handwriting. I heard that Madam Qin taught Your Majesty how to write when you were a child. So please ask Madam Qin to write the list yourself. I will leave soon and present the food and the list to Your Majesty."

Madam Qin was lifted up all of a sudden.

Not only did she want to donate silver, she also encouraged the noble ladies in the capital to donate silver to buy food and fodder. Wasn't this offensive?

But she had already said the big words and it was too late to take them back.

He glared at Jiang Jiu fiercely and swung his sleeves violently.

"Let's go back home."

The accusers have all left, so there is no need for the Ministry of Justice to keep the defendants.

Jiang Jiu took Yao Song back.

Yao Song couldn't help but give Jiang Jiu a thumbs up.

"Sister, you are really amazing. Not only did you make them lose money, but you also gave her such an offensive task. Sister, Song'er admires you."