Yang Ling touched his nose and sat down awkwardly. He was so bored that he suddenly remembered what happened today and quickly flipped it out in his bookcase. The thick "The Law of the Ming Dynasty" was indeed in it, so he picked it up and read it carefully.

While flipping through the regulations regarding litigation, Han Youniang brought another cup of steaming tea. Yang Ling couldn't help but close the book and sighed: "The men in feudal society are really men, and where can I enjoy this treatment in modern society?"

At that time, the work hours of ordinary shops were not as compact as they are now. The lunch break was very long. It was not until about two o'clock in the afternoon in modern times. So Yang Ling drank hot water and read books, and Han Youniang sat on the edge of the kang doing needlework.

Her fingers cleverly buckled the needle and thread, licked the thread tip on the tip of her tongue, and passed through the needle. She put one leg on the kang, sewed her clothes carefully, and sometimes she gently glanced at her husband who was focusing on the book.

Yang Ling looked through for a while and thought about it for a while, but he did not find any regulations in the book that were beneficial to Ma Ang. It seems that the solution still depends on the high-sounding "Tai Chi" skills he learned from later generations that he had benefited others.

He raised his head and let out a long sigh. He saw Han Youniang put the cotton robe to the corner of her mouth, and her teeth bit off the thread, but her eyes looked at him sweetly. As soon as he looked at him, he immediately flashed in panic.

Looking at the pretty girl who was only fifteen or sixteen years old, even though Yang Ling made up her mind to treat her as a cute little sister, she still couldn't help but feel aroused in her heart. This warm feeling was something she had never experienced since her nine lives. In such a gentle and considerate wife, the pace of life was slow and leisurely. Isn't it the life she dreamed of? Isn't it the warmth that she should cherish when she pursues her hard and grows.

Han Youniang lowered her head and took the needle and thread. She noticed that the man was looking at her. She couldn't help but panic. Her hands were in a mess. With a "Oh", the tip of the needle stabbed her finger. Yang Ling quickly stacked the "Da Ming Law" and grabbed her little hand and saw a drop of bright red blood oozing out from her index finger.

Yang Ling looked around, which saved the ancients from sucking with their tongue when they pierced their fingers. It wasn't that they knew that saliva could be disinfected, but there was nothing to wipe the blood. They couldn't use clothes to wipe it? So he also followed suit and put Han Youniang's fingers into his mouth and sucked it gently. As the tip of his tongue was next to her fingers, Han Youniang's body shook suddenly, and the red glow suddenly appeared on his face, filling the heat.

Yang Ling said angrily: "Look at you, you are working outside in the morning and not resting at home. What are you doing?"

Han Youniang lowered her thin and dense eyelashes, obediently let him press his fingertips gently, and said timidly: "It's the Chinese New Year soon, you don't have a decent robe yet. I think you are a person with status. Isn't it a joke to go out like this? So I'm rushing to make a new robe for you."

Yang Ling sighed, the longer he got along, the more he felt that he owed her a lot. The feeling of heartache seemed to have owed her for several lifetimes. He tightened his hands speechlessly, and his endless affection affected their whole body and mind.

Yang Ling gently stroked the little hand of this fifteen-year-old girl, and felt a lot of emotion. She should be the age of going to school with her schoolbag on her back, but she has become a gentle and virtuous wife. This evil old society is really touching.

The Ming Dynasty law stipulates that women get married for 16, but there are few people who abide by it. Some of the Ming Dynasty's laws are very strict and are often a crime of beheading. However, they turn a blind eye to this government and seem to be missing.

After pressing his finger for a while, he probably won't bleed anymore. Yang Ling then gently pinched his finger and said with a smile: "Okay, does it still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt!" The voice was very charming. Yang Ling then realized that her eyes were slightly drooping, her expression was gloomy, and a sweet smile on her mouth. Her pretty and tender face had a very gentle and quiet temperament. It was a kind of expression that mature women would only show when facing their loved ones.

That gentle and peaceful temperament is the kind of feminine temperament she has never shown before. The snowflakes flew outside the house, and the snow fell without trace. Han Youniang's heart was extremely at ease, and that kind of deep affection caused ripples in her heart. She had been worried for half a year, and the sadness of hard work seemed to be far away from her at this moment.

Yang Ling couldn't help but look at each other in a daze for a while. The quiet and sweet atmosphere was finally destroyed by a loud shout outside the door. A man's voice shouted outside: "Does Mr. Yang Yang live here?"

Han Youniang let out a "ah" and then woke up from her intoxication. She hurriedly retracted her hand. Yang Ling smiled slightly, turned around and walked to the door and opened the door. The snowflakes fluttered over with the wind. After a while of coming back to have a meal, it was already vast outside.

When Yang Ling Dingqing saw that two yamen were standing outside the door with their hands pressed their waist knives. A thick layer of snow was covered with a thick layer of snow. Behind her, there was a girl wearing a white cloak and holding a yellow oil umbrella in her hand. The fox scarf on the top of the cloak surrounded her neck with a white and fluffy revealing a pretty face as pure as a lotus flower. The snowflakes in the sky were like a fairy exiled dust.

These two yamen officers locked up Ma Ang's servants to the yamen, so they recognized Yang Ling. When they saw that it was him who opened the door, they hurriedly bowed and said, "Haha, it's Yang Xiucai. The young man is polite. The young man is ordered by the emperor of Min County to escort Miss Ma to see you."

Yang Ling quickly opened the door and said, "Two officials, please come in quickly. Ah! Miss Ma, please come in."

Ma Lian'er smiled and two moving dimples appeared on her cheeks. She tightened her hands and stepped in first. Two yamen follow her into the room and brought them to the door.

Five people suddenly entered the small room, but it was a little crowded. Ma Lianer pulled the strap under her jaw and untied the snow-white cloak. Her bright eyes turned and saw the petite Han Youniang, she couldn't help but smile sweetly: "This girl is Brother Yang, is your little girl?"

Seeing a beautiful woman who was better than Hua Jieyu came in, Han Youniang's black eyes were full of warning. When she heard that she regarded herself as her husband's girl, her face was very unhappy. However, her husband didn't say anything, but she was not convenient to snatch out and speak.

Yang Ling smiled awkwardly, feeling guilty of destroying the seedlings of the motherland. He stuttered: "Uh, she is mine, this is my inner son."

A hint of pride flashed in Han Youniang's eyes, she looked at Ma Lian'er like a demonstration, gave a little blessed, and said softly: "My husband, who is this lady?"

Yang Ling hurriedly said, "This Miss Ma is the second lady of the Yicheng Master Ma. She and the two big brothers asked me for some discussion."

Ma Lian'er said unexpectedly: "It turns out that Brother Yang has already started a family, and Ma Lian'er has met Mrs. Yang."

Han Youniang hurriedly said, "Miss, don't be polite, please sit down quickly, please sit down, two brothers, please sit down."

There were only two chairs in the room, so the two yamen members had to sit on the kang. Yang Ling had just moved here, and the conditions were limited, so he only used big bowls to drink tea. Han Youniang quickly took out four bowls to brew tea, and the two yamen members naturally thanked them.

The magistrate of Min County had sent someone to investigate the Wang family in the musical instrument shop. Lord Ma was concerned about his son. Although Lord Min was taking care of him, in the cold winter, he was afraid that there would be something wrong with him in prison. Miss Ma was also concerned about his brother, so he urged the magistrate of Min County to send two men responsible for investigating the Wang family to come to the Yang family together.

After hearing the two men telling the Wang family's situation, Yang Ling thought about it carefully and felt that from the "Da Ming Law", he could not find any loopholes to save Ma Ang. The only thing he had was the word "drag" in insurance claims. He just didn't know if it was available, so he told his idea uneasy.

Miss Ma didn't know if this method worked. She looked at the two yamen servants. The big Li, who was full of yellow teeth, slapped his thigh and praised: "It's amazing, a good trick to 'drag', cut the flesh with a blunt knife, and piece it inch by piece. Hehe, the county master handled the case impartially, and it was not in vain. His Wang family could not find any mistakes. If he was reliable, the lawsuit would have to destroy his family."

Another older person is a troupe, surnamed Wu. He is not as handsome as the Big Li, but he smiled and said, "Although Mr. Yang is not old, he is proficient in the law and has many wisdom and tricks. Even a first-class lawyer may not have come up with such a clever plan. If he acts according to the plan, the miserables of the Wang family will probably rush to withdraw the lawsuit and close the case. However, if they don't know the truth, Mr. Ma will inevitably stay in prison for more time."

Miss Ma couldn't help but smile when she heard them say yes. After hearing Wu Bantou's last words, she couldn't help but hesitate. She bit her lip and thought for a while, and sighed: "After all, that's a life. If you just stay in prison for a longer time, it would be rare to be able to go to prison safely. My brother is usually reckless and suffers some compromises and aggravation."

Yang Ling was praised by two yamen prosecutors, and his courage became stronger and his mind became active. He slowly said: "Although this plan can prevent the Wang family from withdrawing the lawsuit, it will not only save Ma Gongzi's life, but also prevent Minxian Zun's Ling Yu from being damaged. However, if the Wang family can't swallow this breath, it will be delayed for a year or two, so there is another plan, Miss Ma."

He leaned closer, covered his mouth and whispered to Ma Lian'er a few words. Ma Lian'er glanced at him with a smile and said, "I am worthy of being a scholar, I am a good plan."
Chapter completed!