Chapter 245 On the Use of Dazhao Code

The snow didn't stop until dawn. After a night, a thick layer of snow accumulated on the streets. As soon as the snow stopped, the Street Department began to arrange people to clear the snow on the road. However, the capital city is so large, with crisscrossing roads, that it would not be cleared in a short time, not to mention that the officials had to be on duty early in the morning. Therefore, forget about the carriage. It was okay for those who lived nearby, but it would be a big trouble for those who lived far away.

"It's too rainy this time. If I didn't have so much to do, I would really like to ask for leave." Lord Wei came to report for duty, holding his butt and cursing.

"That's right. Aunt Wang, who sells steamed cakes, is not at her stall today, and I'm still hungry." Lord Bai also looked bitter. "No, this job will never be finished. I have to go to the back and ask the small kitchen to make me a bowl of noodles."

Mr. Bai persuaded himself, threw down a pile of paperwork and went to the small kitchen at the back to ask someone to make him a bowl of noodles. The noodles were made by Aunt Yuan, and when Granny Ge heard that it was Mr. Bai who came, she took the initiative to stand up and serve the noodles.

"A few days ago, I asked Master Bai to help me find out if there is any job suitable for me. I wonder if Master Bai still remembers it."

When Aunt Yuan heard this, she scooped a large spoonful of beef from the basin and put it on the noodles. Others who came to eat would not have so much. Beef was hard to come by at that time, and even the canteen of the Dali Temple did not often eat it.

Aunt Yuan placed a bowl of beef noodles with the lid sticking out on the tray and comforted Granny Ge, "Lord Bai is a kind-hearted man, he will definitely remember it." Xiaoxiao was a good and sensible child, and they were reluctant to let the child spend his whole life doing odd jobs in the kitchen.

"Oh! What day is it today? There is so much beef?" The beef, which had been stewed overnight, was full of soup. The red soup soaked into the noodle soup, making people salivate. Granny Ge was struggling with how to start the conversation. Lord Bai just took a bite and suddenly remembered this.

He put down his chopsticks and said, "Grandma Ge, I have inquired about what you asked me to find out last time. There are indeed a lot of jobs outside, but if I go to a normal shop to do odd jobs, it would be better for me to stay in our Dali Temple, don't you think?"

"That's exactly what you said, Mr. Bai."

"So, I have two places here. You can ask Xiaoxiao which one she wants to go. One is found by my wife. It's an embroidery workshop that is looking for apprentices. She has already graduated from that embroidery workshop and is making a lot of money. My wife knows the owner and can get Xiaoxiao in with just a word. The other is a clinic called the Women's Medical Hall. I heard that the clinic is looking for apprentices, but we don't know anyone there and their requirements are very strict. I may not be able to get in. Anyway, I can't say which of the two is better. Let Xiaoxiao choose for herself."

Not many people knew that Shen Yuan was the owner of the Women's Medical Hall, and Shen Yun never mentioned this matter in the Dali Temple, so even though Lord Bai claimed to be Bai Xiaosheng, he really didn't know about this. However, many people knew that a clinic dedicated to treating women had opened in the capital.

Granny Ge was naturally very grateful and remembered everything that Lord Bai said, thinking that she would tell Xiaoxiao about it later.

Mr. Bai waved his hands and said, "You're welcome. Next time I come to eat noodles, just give me two more pieces of meat."

"Of course! I will give you plenty of meat."

It was already the month of Ramadan, and Xie Hui had to go to Jingzhao Prefecture to take up his post after the Chinese New Year. So the imperial edict had to be issued before the 26th of Ramadan at the latest, not only for him, but also for the new Dali Temple Shaoqing. If he left, there would be no Shaoqing at the Dali Temple, which was definitely not possible. There wasn't much time left, so Xie Hui started to sort out the things he had on hand after finishing his work, and when the imperial edict came down, he had to hand over the work on hand.

Besides official duties, Xie Hui had something else to do, so he went back to the duty room almost immediately after dinner. The Third Prince had planned to pull Xie Hui aside to chat for a while after dinner, but Xie Hui left before he finished eating, so after dinner, the Third Prince chased him directly into the duty room.

"What are you busy with? I have something to talk to you about."

"What is it?"

"My Pengpeng is pregnant! You were not allowed to tell anyone before three months, but I told you as soon as it was three months. Isn't that nice?" The third prince had been keeping it a secret for more than a month. He and his wife were the only ones who were secretly happy behind closed doors. Now that he could finally tell the world, he couldn't wait to announce it.

Xie Hui raised his head and said: "Congratulations."

"Such a big happy event, why are you so calm?"

Xie Hui's mouth twitched... "Your Highness, this is your child, not mine."

The third prince said as a matter of course: "So what? When the child grows up, he will still have to call you... call you uncle!"

"Let's wait until it grows up." Xie Hui continued to write hard.

"What are you writing? ... Simplifying the Dazhao Law? Why are you writing this? I'm telling you that there's a time limit. If you have the time, why don't you learn from me? I'm almost going to be a father, and you haven't even found a wife yet. Why are you still writing about the Dazhao Law? Can the Dazhao Law help you find a wife?"

Xie Hui stopped writing and asked the Third Prince, "Your Highness, may I ask a question about the Great Zhao Law? How should someone who beats someone without reason be punished?"

The third prince was stunned by the question, "How to judge?"

"Your Highness, you are an official in the Dali Temple, but you can't even remember the Dazhao Code. If the Yushi knew about this, you would be impeached for doing nothing."

The Third Prince: ...

"I read the Dazhao Law every day, but I didn't see that part. Well, I'm going to go back now if nothing else."

My ears were finally clear, and I thanked him and picked up the pen again.

The news that Prince Jing's (the third prince) wife was pregnant soon spread throughout the court and the country. This was the first grandson, and the emperor was very happy. Various rewards were sent to Prince Jing's mansion like water. If it was delayed, some ministers would be eager to make a move. The eldest grandson of the emperor, what a great opportunity! But after the marriage, no one dared to mention the establishment of a crown prince. Who knows what the emperor can do? Anyway, whoever serves as a minister is the same, just wait and see.

The Queen had long stopped thinking about whether there was a crown prince or not. No matter who succeeded to the throne, wouldn't she be the Queen Mother? Living a good life and living a few more years was the real thing. The Queen thought so, and her children and daughter-in-law who came to eat with her also said so. The Third Prince also thought so. It was better to be a leisurely prince than to be an emperor who worked himself to death. Anyway, none of his brothers seemed to have such a black heart.

"If my brother doesn't become the crown prince, don't I still exist? Mother, you can still become the Queen Mother in the future."

Princess Zhaoyang's words made the other three people at the table put down their chopsticks and look at her.

——Small Theater

The Third Prince: Sometime, could you please lend me your simplified Dazhao Code?

Xie replied: Sorry, that was written by me for my family Manman.

The Third Prince: I didn’t expect that Dazhao Lu could actually help you find a wife!