"Da..." Bao Zhao swallowed and reconfirmed, "Master Fang, are you saying you want to go down to the cave and take a look?"
"Go down to the cave?" Fang Xiaoru frowned slightly, "Go down to what cave? I want to go to the prison."
"Ah, Mr. Fang, going to a cave is a dirty talk here. It means going to prison."
After Fang Xiaoru understood, he nodded.
"right."
Bao Zhao was a little confused. A place like Dalao was full of evil spirits and bad luck. Who would run there if they had something to do?
Just say that these officials from the Ministry of Punishment have only been sent to prison as many times as they can on their hands.
Even prisoners who come out of the prison must go through a process. For example, the clothes they wore in the prison must be burned, go home and take a bath with incense, and then beat them with willow branches...
This can be regarded as clearing away the bad luck of being in prison.
Ordinary people are like this, let alone officials who attach great importance to luck?
Seeing Bao Zhao open his mouth and remain silent for a long time, Fang Xiaoru asked in a bad tone,
"Have you been there?"
"Been there! Sir, I must have been there!"
Bao Zhao learned all his skills from Zhan Hui. Zhan Hui's main focus is on the practical side, and he often goes to jail and into caves.
"It's just... Sir, that place is really unlucky. If you want any case files, just tell me and I will find them for you directly at the Criminal Department. Why bother going to that place?"
"What I want, the Ministry of Justice doesn't have."
Bao Zhao complained endlessly in his heart, seeing that Lord Fang, the Living King of Hell, had to go today.
He could only accept it bravely, and then glanced at the person beside him,
The personal attendant exchanged a look and instantly understood what Mr. Bao meant.
You have to go first and inform the jailer in the prison. Don't let those rules that the jailer doesn't know offend Mr. Fang!
But just as that personal attendant was about to emerge from the back door of the Criminal Department, Fang Xiaoru, a sharp-eyed man, saw him at a glance.
"stop!"
Fang Xiaoru sternly called out to the attendant, but the attendant turned a deaf ear and kept walking forward.
"Come here! Seal the front and back doors of the Criminal Department!"
As he said that, a dozen tigers and wolves rushed in from outside the Ministry of Justice.
With his sharp eyes, he recognized the leader at a glance. He was the former commander of the Jinyi Guards and the current Dali Temple Saber Guards Jiang Wei.
Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!
The officials of the Ministry of Justice were like frightened sheep, trembling in place and not daring to move.
With the sound of several doors closing, all the ventilation areas in the Criminal Department were blocked.
"Master Fang, hold it down."
Fang Xiaoru looked at Jiang Yu, who walked into the punishment department from the fight, and finally smiled.
"Master Jiang, thank you for your hard work."
"fine."
In today's Ming Dynasty, there is an unspoken rule among officials. The status of an official is not determined by his or her rank, but by which official is closest to His Majesty.
Take Master Fang for example, he is just a fifth-grade official, but with this style, he can already suppress the entire audience!
The personal attendant was the most conspicuous. He was directly pushed to the ground by two big men. The people Jiang Wei brought out were all former Jinyi Guards who were waiting for employment.
Given such a good opportunity to show their faces in front of adults, these big men also showed extra effort.
To deal with a thin follower, I used Jin Yiwei's reverse twist. The pain caused the follower to grimace and his hands were completely bleeding.
Bao Zhao hurriedly stepped forward to beg for mercy and said,
"Master Fang, you are so noble!"
When Bao Zhao saw Jiang Wei, he was secretly afraid. Fortunately, he did not go to Dali Temple to plead for mercy.
The identities of the people standing here are obvious at a glance.
Fang Xiaoru looked at Jiang Wei and said softly,
"Master Jiang, look..."
Jiang Wei raised his hands, and the two big men, who were like evil tigers, reluctantly let go of the follower.
Fang Xiaoru's face turned solemn.
"Before I come back, you are not allowed to leave this place, and you are not allowed to touch any case file! Do you understand?!"
The officials from the Ministry of Punishment were shaken by the training. Only a few of them responded and replied,
"I know, I understand, sir."
Jiang Wei said with a ruthless look on his face,
"Master Fang is asking you something! Do you understand?!"
"knew!"
Several former Jinyiwei men each occupied a corner, like driving a flock of sheep, gathering dozens of officials from the Criminal Department in the middle.
Only then did they truly realize what it means to be a bird flying when a tree falls. When Mr. Zhan was here, where had the Criminal Department been bullied like this?
Boom! Boom! Boom!
After a moment of silence, there was a sudden knock on the door of the Criminal Department.
There was a doubtful sound coming from outside the door,
"Why is it that it's broad daylight and there's no one in the Criminal Department?"
Fang Xiaoru and Jiang Wei exchanged a look. Jiang Wei stepped forward and opened the door, calling to the visitor who was about to turn around.
"Master Yang?!"
Jiang Wei often went to the Chang Mansion and was naturally familiar with Yang Pu, and news in the palace spread very quickly. Everyone knew that Yang Pu had taken up the post of Minister of Punishment.
Not only Fang Xiaoru looked over, but even the officials from the Ministry of Justice all looked over eagerly.
Originally, I was still a little resistant to this Mr. Yang, but after such a fuss, the resistance has long since disappeared.
If the Criminal Department doesn't have a leader, it's really going to be bullied!
Don't worry about who takes the lead now, as long as you have a leader!
Yang Pu walked by, quickly glanced at everyone, looked at Fang Xiaoru, held up his hands, and said doubtfully,
"Master Fang, what are you doing?"
Fang Xiaoru's expression softened a lot, and he said in a friendly manner,
"Mr. Yang, I'm looking for someone to take me to the prison to take a look. I just want to seal up the files of the Ministry of Justice. I'm afraid that in this troubled time, someone with ulterior motives may do something wrong."
Yang Pu nodded, looked at the bloody men in uniforms around him, and frowned slightly.
"Master Fang, you see that you are telling the truth from the Ministry of Punishment, but this matter is also within my responsibilities. You see..."
"Natural, natural."
Fang Xiaoru immediately made a favor and asked Jiang Wei to take him in.
Seeing that the trusted minister of the Ministry of Justice was so considerate of his subordinates, these officials of the Ministry of Justice looked at Yang Pu with moved eyes.
Yang Pu stepped forward and called a few names.
"Hu Jin, Gu Chen, Bao Rang, you seal all the files of the Ministry of Punishment. No one is allowed to read them privately. If anything goes wrong, it will be dealt with according to Ming law!"
Seeing no one responded, Yang Pu frowned and said,
"Didn't you hear that?"
The three people whose names were not called by Yang Pu suddenly walked out and said in surprise,
"Sir, how do you know about us?"
Yang Pu said lightly,
"On the way here, I looked at the roster and went to do something quickly."
Gu Chen and the others immediately agreed and said in admiration,
"Sir, let's do it now!"
Bao Zhao, who was standing by, took a deep look at the new Minister of the Ministry of Punishment. A layman was watching the excitement, while an expert was watching the door. Bao Zhao had been dealing with these people for more than ten years.
Gu Chen, Hu Jin, and Bao Rang acted in a mature and steady manner.
The most important thing is that none of them are Lord Zhan's people.
If he were a veteran of the Ministry of Punishment, Bao Zhao wouldn't be surprised at all if he made such personnel arrangements. But this is Mr. Yang's first time coming to the Ministry of Punishment. Can you tell this just from the roster?
Bao Zhao couldn't help but put away his contempt.
(The change of book title and book cover is caused by a bug in Tomato. Normally, a book has three different titles.)
