If you have to accept administrative penalties for breaking the "speed limit", what if you hit a passerby because of "railing horses" and "railing cars"? According to modern laws, there is a possibility of being converted to a criminal case. What makes Zhao feel interesting is that Song Lu directly converts to a criminal case, and reduces the penalty for "intentional injury" to a first-class level, and formulates detailed rules, which makes him feel that it is even more severe than modern.

In the Criminal Law of the Song Dynasty, the crime of intentional injury is called "fighting and killing" crime, and different sentencing should be given according to the severity of the injury. A minor injury of a stick of eighty or a leukopause or vomiting blood is added to the second grade; knocking off people's teeth, destroying people's ears and noses, damage their eyes, breaking their fingers and toes, breaking their heads, burning their skin, causing serious injuries, and being imprisoned for one year; knocking off people's two teeth, breaking more than two fingers, and pulling off people's hair, and being imprisoned for one year and a half; beating someone's ten fingers together, unable to bear the object, causing people's lifelong disability, causing serious injuries, and being trampled for three thousand miles; killing someone due to fighting will be hanged; using a weapon to intentionally kill someone, and being executed.

Song Lu's punishment for "traveling a carriage and horse without reason" will be compared with the sentence of "traveling a carriage and horse without reason", but will be "reduced by one level accordingly. For example, "traveling a carriage and horse without reason" will lead to lifelong disability, and should "flow three thousand miles" according to law, while "traveling a carriage and horse without reason" will lead to lifelong disability, and "flowing a carriage and horse without reason" will lead to lifelong disability.

In modern times, there is a saying that "the fire truck hits and kills people without paying their lives". Song Lu also has the following statement that if there are public and private emergency matters to be handled, the law allows the person to be fast-paced in the streets and alleys without being restricted by the "speed limit" system. However, if someone is injured or killed, it will still be punished as "negative injury". Song Lu also punishes "negative injury" less than "intentional injury" and allows a redemption.

In other words, the ransom can be paid to the other party's family who was hit by a carriage and horse and suffered injuries. This is equivalent to reaching a criminal settlement after modern times paying economic compensation. If there is an urgent public and private matter and "traveling a carriage and horse" in the streets and alleys, and the horse is frightened and uncontrollable, it will be punished as "second-class" for negligence injury, and a redemption is also allowed. The ransom will be less, but it will also be paid to the victim's family as economic compensation.

If the "travel" does not hurt people and only causes property losses to others, compensation must be paid to the victim. The compensation standard is calculated based on the "reduction price", that is, the part of the property that is devalued due to damage. If the property is lost, all compensation will be paid at the market price.

After hearing this, Zhao found it very interesting. In his memory of his previous life, his evaluation of ancient laws was often cruel and unhumanized, and it was not people-oriented. However, from the laws on transportation, it can be seen that the Song Dynasty government's legislation on traffic accidents carefully considered the lives of the Song people at that time, and it was reasonable.

The "Imperial Car" walked forward for a while, and the road ahead was stuck again. Zhao Gou opened the curtain and looked out. However, the two young men who had just rode a horse were blocked by the yamen runners patrolling the streets of Kaifeng Prefecture. A group of people surrounded and watched the fun and blocked the road. There was no car accident, but the board was determined by just relying on the "speeding" line.

Although there were such an episode on the road, it did not disturb Zhao's interest. Several people talked and laughed and left the city. After walking for a while, they turned into a branch road and into the mountains, and then stopped at the gate of a temple for half an hour. Zhao got off the car and looked at the plaque and found that he had arrived at the place. The temple built on the halfway up the mountain looked quite large and had a unique quietness in the valley. No wonder these people chose the poem here.

The carriage could not be reached, and Zhao and several others climbed up the stairs. At this time, pilgrims also came. From time to time, the two of them carried a green cloth sedan and passed by them. Some people who were also attending the poetry meeting greeted Ma Duanlin, and more and more people were walking with him. He came here to listen to it this time, and was worried that he would be recognized, so he just followed Ma Duanlin and gradually realized that this poetry meeting was proposed by Fang Hui.

"Guiyu, how could the poetry meeting be held here!" The more you went forward, there were already members in charge of guiding the way, but when they approached the temple gate, they turned to another stone road. At first, Zhao didn't care. Generally, temples had other courtyards for pilgrims and lay Buddhists to stay for a short time to avoid disturbing the monks' practice. But when they came to a courtyard according to the guidance, they looked simple, elegant, exquisite, and quite close to the mood of the house. The words "Lotus Temple" were written on the forehead, which was clearly a nun temple. He knew that some temples would build temples for married women to practice, but it was puzzling to hold poetry meetings in such places.

"Young Master, I only said I was in Qinglin Temple at first, but I didn't expect it to be arranged at Ni Station!" Ma Duanlin hesitated after hearing this, but his face turned red and said in embarrassment.

"Mr. Ma, how could you bring your son to this pickled land?" Wang De was anxious when he heard this and asked with a frightened face.

"This... I really didn't know in advance, otherwise Tianda wouldn't dare to bring the young master here!" Ma Duanlin defended with a bitter face after hearing this.

"Hmph, why are you so careless? If this matter is spread, the young master's reputation will be detrimental to you. See if the empress dowager will destroy the entire Ma clan." Wang Deman whispered angrily.

"I'm also an unintentional move. Let's turn around quickly!" Ma Duanlin seemed to realize that something was wrong, and his face was pale and he turned around and said.

"Why is this?" Zhao was confused at this moment. Although he felt that it was inappropriate to hold poetry meetings in the nun temple, it was necessary to abide by ethics. However, they avoided it and asked in confusion.

"Young Master, this..." Wang De looked at the little emperor with a confused look on his face. He knew that he would not go back without understanding the whole story, so he explained in his ear.

"So that's it!" Zhao nodded suddenly after hearing the explanation, and twitched unnaturally. He also learned that this Ni Station still has such a origin.

Ni, the abbreviation of the Sanskrit word "bhikkhuni", refers to a woman who became a monk and practiced in Buddhism. Station, a transliteration of Mongolian. Post station, where people who passed military and political documents in ancient times changed horses, food, accommodation or transfers. Post station in the Yuan Dynasty was called "Zhan Chi", and the provincial name was called "Zhan". Most Mongolians believed in Tibetan Buddhism, which was different from Central Plains Buddhism. Monks allowed to get married and have children, and there were many people who married.

After the capture of Jiangnan by the Mongol Yuan, monks were sent to Jiangnan one after another, and as monks wanted to achieve religious unification. These monks became part of the ruling faction politically, with aura. They not only dominated beautiful women, but also specially set up a disguised brothel "Mingyin Station" for them to enjoy lust.

Whenever these people arrived at the temple, they would call on the little migrants to sleep, and the temple was suffering. So they set up a special house, and the storage of nuns had violated their predicaments to provide for the immediate needs, which was called the "Ni Station", which was the house where the monks and attendants of nuns were specially provided. Now, although the Mongolian Yuan was driven out of the south of the Yangtze River and the monks were expelled, the Niu Station in some temples did not withdraw, but instead became a place for the romantic people to search for flowers and willows.

"There is nothing in my heart, so where can dust be caused? Since I come, I will be at ease!" Zhao looked at the few people, all of whom were embarrassed. At this time, a sedan chair was directly carried into the temple and heard the sound of orioles and swallows in it. He knew that there was someone who brought it. But thinking that it was not easy for him to come out, it was a muddy water. He raised his hand and pointed it in front of him and said helplessly.

Zhao knew that ancient literati were not ashamed of visiting prostitutes, but also called it "seen secluded", which was very different from "small secluded in the wild and large secluded in the market". Especially in the Tang and Song dynasties, secluded in secluded in the wind, Li Bai, Yuan Zhen, Bai Juyi, Fan Zhongyan, Yan Shu, Ouyang Xiu, Du Mu, Liu Yong, Su Shi, Huang Tingjian, Lu You, Xin Qiji and other great writers all had close friends with prostitutes. Although ** sometimes suffered from flesh and blood, there were still literati who were happy because ** not only satisfies the literati's ***, but also brought them the impulse to create.

But there are many risks of being romantic and happy. Not only do you have to risk being beaten but suffering from skin and flesh, but you may also get sick if you don’t get it right. In modern people’s impression, the disease of the flower willow is a product of modern times. In fact, it was also called “Terrible” in ancient times. When a woman gets this disease, she meets like a peach blossom. If a man gets this disease, she will eventually fall off her ears, collapse her nose, and break her hands and feet and die. If you ask him how he knows, please call me “Doctor”.

The Song Dynasty was an era when the "Cheng-Zhu Neo-Confucianism" was popular. According to the modern conclusion, it was the most conservative philosophical idea of ​​the decline of China's feudal society. The Neo-Confucianism of "preserving the laws of nature and destroying human desires" suppressed human nature, which violated the laws of natural development and social development. Although it was forced to be implemented by the whole society with the help of the power of feudal rulers, those hypocritical Taoists actually had another face.

Cheng Yi and Cheng Hao brothers are all Neo-Confucians. Once, the two brothers went to a banquet together. When Cheng Yi saw two prostitutes in the seat, he left, but Cheng Hao left with the host and guest. The next day, Cheng Yi and Cheng Hao talked about this matter and were very dissatisfied. Cheng Hao argued strongly: "I was there at that time, and there were prostitutes in the seat, but there were no prostitutes in the heart; my brother was at the head of the vegetarian camp today, but there were no prostitutes in the vegetarian camp, but there were prostitutes in the heart." This shameless quibbling became a defense for many people to defend their sexual acts in the years to come.

Of course, Ma Duanlin knew this allusion. As the emperor's side, how could he not hear the sarcasm and disdain in His Majesty's words? As a scholar, he felt his face was furious. But the little emperor insisted on entering, so he could only accompany him. When he entered the Lianhua Temple, he asked about it. He then agreed in advance that His Majesty was the son of his father's old friend from Quanzhou. He heard that Lin'an Poetry Club was very prosperous, so he came to watch the ceremony. People naturally believed it when they saw Zhao Yi's dress as a prince of a noble family, and his old servants and guards followed him.

In the temple where I entered, someone led them to an open space. Zhao saw that it was not like a place of cultivation, but it looked like the back garden of a wealthy family. The trees were hazy and thatched huts appeared. White marble railings, the railings carved with dragons with clouds beside them, square lotus-covered stigmas, and stone tables in front were filled with various tea and wine vessels, and the basin was filled with seasonal fruits and snacks.

At this time, many people had arrived. Eight screens were placed on the main seat, as a support for the wind-shielding. Two servants held white porcelain in their hands, tea cups, and black paint holders, and accompanied them on the side. On the table on the side seat were four treasures of the study, zithers, and incense burning on the stove, and blue smoke curled up. Through the arrangement of the equipment, the elegant style of the literati and elegant people living in leisure.

There were table tables on both sides of the main seat. Those who arrived early had already sat there. There were many temple prostitutes or singers with them, as if no one was drinking to make fun of them. Ma Duanlin was born in a family of officials. His father, Ma Tingluan, was both a famous scholar and an important official in the dynasty. He also served in the palace and had a transcendent status, so he was naturally a popular figure in everyone's eyes. As soon as he came in, someone familiar with him invited him to take a seat. Although Zhao had introduced him, those people were obviously not interested in him and ignored him after a few greetings.

Seeing this, Zhao frowned and glanced at the people on the field, but they didn't know each other well. He found a corner in the back row. Most of the people sitting here were poor candidates who failed. Their condition was exposed by a long white-washed gown. Naturally, they had no money to talk about pomp, but they were like eating and drinking. He occupied a good position, but although he was far behind, he could see the situation in the whole audience clearly. He hid behind, and it was not easy for others to see their appearance.

After sitting down, the two next to him said a few words to Zhao at first, but seeing that he was young, had no fame, and was not a noble family, he lost interest in him and spoke to himself. Zhao was drinking tea and eating snacks on the table, but his ears were not idle, and he listened to others. After a while, someone came again. The man was over 60 years old, but two temple prostitutes were accompanying him, supporting him from left and right, while the others stood up to greet him one after another. The man smiled and returned the gift, and sat on the chairmanship when everyone invited him.

"Brother Gao, who is this gentleman? He has such a demeanor." One of the next tables was obviously a newcomer, and sat down and asked his deskmate.

"Brother Li, you don't even know who this person is. He is Fang Wanli, Mr. Xugu." The man glanced at him, as if he was mocking his ignorantness and said with a gloomy face. "He was born as a Jinshi and had excellent poetry. Any poem he had commented on could be famous overnight. Unfortunately, he had surrendered to Yuan Yuan for the sake of the people in the city and cut off his career. Otherwise, he would have been listed in the court."

"Is that so? I heard that Mr. Xugu is not very famous and said that he is a villain who is incompatible with his own words and is a villain who serves the enemy!" The scholar surnamed Li nodded suddenly, but whispered.

"Brother Li, there are many arguments about this matter, and some people say that he is not in harmony with Zhou Mi, but Zhou Mi was appreciated by the emperor and was no longer used after being slandered. However, those rebels who surrendered to the Yuan Dynasty were basically executed, and their ability to leave a life means that there is another reason for it, and it is not impossible to be trampled by their colleagues!" The scholar Gao explained.

"Hey, Brother Gao, is the 'wall collapse' thing that is circulating in the market true?" The scholar surnamed Li looked around and asked in a low voice.
Chapter completed!