Your Highness, the princess is going to paint your portrait

Chapter 207
Xiao En thought about the loopholes in the contract of prostitution that Jing Chun told him yesterday, and it really came into use today.

Zhao Zhiying was calm and composed. He had gone through hundreds of lawsuits, how could he be frightened by a young man?
"Mr. Xiao, you also said that the deed of sale states that you are at your disposal, and you can do whatever you want."

"Is Mr. Zhao blurring the definition of being at your mercy? No matter how loud you are, you must not exceed the definition of the law. If today, Mr. Zhao and Person A make a written statement, saying that Mr. Zhao can be at your mercy, if Person A Mr. Zhao murdered and set fire, what can Mr. Zhao do?"

"Since I have made a written statement," Zhao Zhiying gritted his teeth, "I will do it."

"Then I dare to ask who is the perpetrator of this case?"

"Of course both sides are responsible."

"But if person A is willing to ask Mr. Zhao to kill himself regardless of whether Mr. Zhao is willing? Or if person A wants to kill Mr. Zhao himself, is Mr. Zhao still indifferent? So who is the perpetrator of Mr. Zhao's death?"

Zhao Zhiying smiled contemptuously, "I know what you, kid, want to say. You compared Human A to Mr. Ren, and Zhao to Wei Arnuo, in an attempt to win Zhao's mercy. If he kills someone, Human A should be guilty, but Wei Anuo is not the case, she has not lost anything. The definition of being at one's mercy as Mr. Xiao said lies in whether a person dies or not. As long as the person is still alive and well, what kind of crime is that?"

"Mr. Zhao is too narrow-minded," Sean looked directly at Zhao Zhiying, "Does the definition of Xiaosheng's death depend on whether it is death or life? The definition of Xiaosheng is whether it violates the law. , even if we establish a stronghold, we can’t do it by force, by force, by force, by force, by force, by force, by force, or by force. If we can do it, there will be no discipline in the army, no rules in the government, and no law in the people. How can we talk about the state of the country?”

"You kid is making too much sense!"

"Where are the strong words? Where are the arguments?"

Zhao Zhiying replied: "Since ancient times, there has been a saying that the ruler must die if he wants his ministers, and his son must die if his father wants him. If we follow the example of Mr. Xiao, isn't this a violation of the law? If the father is punished, how can you judge that Mr. Ren is guilty?"

Zhao Zhiying already had a chance of winning in his heart, and this remark would definitely win the round for Ren Cong.

"Mr. Zhao is very knowledgeable. Can you tell me where this statement comes from?"

Zhao Zhiying replied with an arrogant look: "This sentence originally means 'junjun, minister, father, son, son', which comes from Confucius."

"Indeed," Sean nodded, confirming Zhao Zhiying's reply, "May I ask what 'junjun, minister, father, son,' means?"

Xiao En pressed him gradually. Zhao Zhiying was obviously a little impatient, but considering that he was in court, he still replied with a ninja temper: "This sentence means that a king should behave like a king, and a minister should behave like a minister. Look, a father should look like a father, and a son should look like a son."

After listening, Xiao En smiled slightly and said: "So, 'the emperor should treat his ministers with courtesy, and the ministers should be loyal to the emperor', it means 'the minister should not be allowed by the emperor, and the son should not be obtained by the father', which conveys etiquette and etiquette, which is the teaching of Confucianism. Has there ever been a meaning of 'the king must die, the minister must die, the father must die, and the son must die'?"

"This is passed down from later generations, so there is naturally a meaning in it!"

What a person calls a deer a horse, but he is really calling himself a litigator in vain!
Xiao En replied directly: "Later generations misinterpreted this statement, which is a misunderstanding caused by lack of knowledge. The subsequent spread is to establish the majesty of the king among his courtiers, and the stalwart of a father among his sons. Dare to ask who is the sage in ancient and modern times?" The monarch has neglected the lives of his subjects? What kind of loving father will drive his son to a dead end?"

Xiao En continued: "Those who want to become an official say that they seek loyalty and righteousness, and act for the country and the people. This statement is not Confucian orthodox, and no matter where Mr. Zhao heard it, he put it away without tracing the source. In the courtroom, believe in the orthodox twisted words, maybe Mr. Zhao has a heart of courage, is willing to serve the court, devote himself to death, and die, or is it that in Mr. Zhao's eyes, ministers and sons are people who can be killed and cut? "

Forcibly blocking Zhao Zhiying from saying a word, he really underestimated the kid in front of him!

There are high-ranking officials sitting above, even if Zhao Zhiying had ten guts, he didn't dare to say this. He didn't know that Xiao En had such guts. Since ancient times, no one has ever put a monarch and his ministers in court If you talk about things on the Internet, you might offend someone. I didn't expect to meet someone who is not afraid of trouble today!

"You you you you! You distorted the meaning of my words!" Zhao Zhiying shouted.In his eyes, he only watched Song Yiwen's expression changes, for fear that there would be displeasure on Song Yiwen's face.

Sean followed up unhurriedly, "Who was the first to misinterpret the meaning of Confucius' words?"

Zhao Zhiying was speechless for a moment.

Song Yiwen also found this lawsuit more interesting.

Xiao En continued: "Ms. A Nuo did not violate any of the duties of the contract of sale. On the contrary, Young Master Ren used his identity to force Ms. A Nuo to be humiliated. This has violated the law."

"Ren Cong," Song Yiwen knocked on Xingmu, "what else do you want to say?"

"My lord!" Ren Cong glared at Wei Anuo, and replied, "I'm not convinced. My Ren mansion bought not hundreds of servants, but dozens of them. I bought them to work for me. As the master, why can't I train the maid I bought myself, although the way is too much, but is it possible that I really eat and drink?"

"This..." Song Yiwen was in trouble for a while, and what he said was correct.

Xiao En took a deep breath and said slowly: "Mr. Ren is the master and Miss A Nuo is the servant. There is no objection to the training, but if Miss A Nuo has made no mistakes and is thorough in doing things, it is because Mr. Ren has a momentary desire. He behaved badly in the name of her, causing Miss Arnold to suffer physical humiliation. Can Mr. Ren still interpret this as 'training'?"

"Mr. Xiao, that's the training you talked about." Zhao Zhiying seemed to have found a place to defend Mr. Ren again, and said, "There is a training from the Ren family, can you still manage the other's family rules?"

"Xiaosheng can't," Sean stood firmly beside Wei Arnuo from beginning to end, and replied righteously: "But Xiaosheng has never seen that family rule go beyond the law?"

Ren Cong heard the sarcastic tone in these words. Although he didn't dare to face Sean face to face, perhaps the family's glory was in Ren Cong's hands, but at that moment Ren Cong actually had the courage for no reason. .

"You, you, what do you mean by that?"

"Xiaosheng has never seen a law that considers raping a maid as a 'household discipline'."

(End of this chapter)