Sur ma peau

25.

Gone is the old openness of heart, and complicity and communication have become hostility and silence.

——"One Hundred Years of Solitude"

The New Year's holidays passed by, and on February 2, M. Le Chapellier gave a speech on the report of the Committee of Religious Affairs in the autumn of 12, which finalized the deliberations on the abolition of the order. On February 1789, 1790, the decree abolishing monastic orders was officially promulgated, and the reporter Treyal announced: "Make the order no longer a collective existence; let the vow no longer form a legal bond but only a conscious bond." It means the original The religious law of the People's Republic of China is invalidated, and all religious groups are brought under the secular law, which is dealt with uniformly by the courts.At the same time, because of the abolition of the religious order, the land of the church needs to be registered and recovered by the administrative department. New work and regulations, coupled with the undecided administrative district planning, and field visits by the parliamentary delegation, often result in Minos not seeing each other for several weeks. The figure of Japafika, who returned to Paris several times, could only meet briefly in the cafe outside the Supreme Court, and was taken away by the chasing work and meetings.It wasn't until the end of winter and the beginning of the busy farming season that the man stepped into the gate of the mansion wearing a spring-like chill.

The attendant who accompanied him helped take off the snow-white fur cloak with dots of ink, and the butler immediately greeted people with hot tea and hand stoves. Every time the eldest prince came back, there would always be a circle of people around him. The real owner of North's mansion is even more enthusiastic.

This time he came back in a hurry, and no one notified him in advance. Minos thought he would see him a few days later, and it was already late at night. Minos had already fallen asleep, and was awakened by his servants. Wearing a robe, he walked down half of the steps of the grand staircase in the living room, and did not continue to move forward, leaning on the handrail and waiting for someone to come over.

"Have you had dinner yet?" Minos asked lazily the moment their eyes met.Etiquette is the expression of indifference. The communication between two people has already stripped away all kinds of false politeness and complicated honorifics, and the remaining words are simple and ordinary.

"I ate at the palace of the station." Yabofika replied as she walked up the stairs and walked to Minos' side. The two exchanged a shallow kiss and walked upstairs together.

"Why don't you come back tomorrow?" The road outside Paris was renovated by the Self-Defense Forces at the beginning of the year, but it is not wise to drive in the dark on a spring night, and you have to pass through some woods, and wolves or other wild animals may attack the horse team.

"I want to see you."

His Royal Highness's unabashed frankness made people feel inexplicably timid. Minos pursed his lips and smiled, and held his hand.Even with the hand stove, the heat did not penetrate into the limbs, and the back of the hand was still cold, a sequela of hypothermia.

"Go take a bath, I have something to talk to you." Leading the person into the bathroom, the hot water in the four-clawed bathtub has been placed, and the white mist that floats has the fragrance of rose essential oil, which makes this pair so cold There was a hint of life on the pale face.After Minos finished speaking, he retreated to the bedroom and summoned the maids to add another quilt.

An hour later, Minos handed over the hot crystal wine glass in his hand, filled it with a sip of brandy, and used it to warm up and help sleep.

Men are sometimes naive like children. After the pillow fight was banned, they tossed coins to wrestle their arms, and from time to time they cut their hands, without destroying items or leaving traces, all within the scope of trying.But more often than not, they would huddle on the same bed and discuss business affairs as they do now.

The paper bag that Minos took out was the case file of the assassination in the parliament back then. The indictment has been written, and the testimony and evidence are neatly listed and impeccable.

"Now is not the time to put pressure on the church. I will give up appealing." After reading the materials, Yabofika said.The land and properties of the church have just been taken back, and it is a period when people's hearts are floating. Many people have given speeches in public and expressed sympathy for the church. Any move may be the last straw that breaks the balance.

He could understand Minos' kindness, but he couldn't accept it.

"Tolerance to crime is cruelty to victims. Where are you in the law?" The rejection of the result of careful preparation undoubtedly annoyed the judge, and his words became severe in an instant.

"Laws should be passive, and administrative regulations should be active." Yabofika said calmly.Politics weighs interests, law judges right and wrong, and administrative rules and regulations on rewards and punishments are the middle ground between morality and law. When the victim does not appeal, such cases that violate the law but do little harm can still choose to settle out of court.

Forgiveness is much harder than hate. Most of the time, people choose to use time to erase everything.

"According to your statement, if the victim dies, the murderer can go free?" Minos asked, blood for blood and tooth for tooth are justified in terms of punishment. Once the law can be influenced by human feelings, there will be no justice at all. .

"If the party cannot appeal, his immediate family members or the court can appeal on his behalf." After sharing the bed with a judge for a year, Yabofika also basically knows how to implement the law. Only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you take the lead.

"I will appeal for you." Minos continued.

"I refuse." Yabofika carefully put the dossier and evidence back into the paper bag, and handed it back to Minos.

"The law should not be interfered by politics or interests. Your Royal Highness, you have just sworn allegiance to the Constitution for less than a year, and you are going to trample on it?" Your Honor did not answer, but asked sharply.

"You said that the law does not go back to the past." Yabofika pressed her forehead, and the judge became stubborn, which caused headaches.

"That doesn't mean there is nothing to follow when something happens." Minos pulled the briefcase from Yabofika's hand and slammed it onto the bedside table beside him.

"With all due respect, you don't know anything about the political situation." The brandy is too strong, and the alcohol makes people lose their sense of phrasing, and as soon as the words are spoken, regrets well up.

"You don't understand the law either." Minos said coldly, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, "You should go back to Versailles tomorrow and give each other time to calm down."

"...Okay." Yabofika was stunned for a few seconds, and slowly uttered insincere words.

Minos put on his robe and left the bedroom.

"Do you need me to choose a gift for you in Paris?" After returning from Paris for a few days, the situation did not turn around, and the servant who watched the master from childhood to adulthood remonstrated.

The gift represented a compromise and concession. Yabofei paused his pen and said, "No, I don't think he is right." Don't think about victory, but first think about failure.He had to plan what to do if there was a bottoming out.

"Such a stalemate is not good for both parties." The older servant persuaded, young people are always too proud, and refuse to bow to the slightest problem, letting the newly sprouted relationship wither and rot in the gap, leaving irreparable regrets.

"I'll talk to him again." Yabofika said, somewhat perfunctorily.There will be no results when it comes to issues of position, no matter how you talk about it.It was he who lost his head, failed to hold his ground, and touched the boundary again.

Crossing the line will be punished.

The memories of youth suddenly reappeared, those bone-eating pains, and the darkness that no one cares about, were deeply imprinted on the body, squeezing the heart, causing the blood to gradually drain, and the fingers became cold.

"Please make me a cup of tea, I don't feel well."

Three kinds of tranquilizers that can bring false happiness, remove opium and morphine that can cause dependence, and only datura remains.

So what burning life, he hated himself too.