Jia Cong blocked the officials of the Ministry of Punishment, large and small, in the lobby of the Ministry of Punishment, ranging from Cai Quan, the Minister of Punishment, to several foreign ministers, and even two scribes were not spared.
"I don't care. If the Ministry of Justice doesn't give me a reasonable explanation or a satisfactory answer today, I'm going to go crazy!"
Qiao Chen, the left minister of the Ministry of Justice, frowned and looked dissatisfied at Jia Cong who was blocking the door. Several doctors and foreign ministers were also scolding Jia Cong for his rude behavior.
On the other hand, Cai Quan, the Secretary of the Ministry of Justice, who was in charge, sipped tea leisurely and remained silent, letting his subordinates argue with Jia Cong.
Qiao Chen said in a deep voice: "Master Jia, the judgments of the three divisions are jointly decided by colleagues from the Ministry of Punishment, the Metropolitan Procuratorate, and the Dali Temple. Each case has complete witnesses and material evidence, and the judgments are all in compliance with the laws of Daxia. Regulation……"
"Fart, are you treating me like a child? How many people died in the nine prefectures of Gyeonggi Province? One hundred? Why do you have the nerve to say these things?"
Jia Cong took a thick stack of files from Jia Shiyi's hands and threw them towards Qiao Chen.
With a crash, the lobby of the Ministry of Justice was filled with dossiers and petitions. Some of the rolled-up documents hit Qiao Chen in the face, causing Qiao Chen, who was already dissatisfied, to shout angrily: "What an outrage..."
"Yes, I was presumptuous, so what? It's better than losing your conscience."
At this time, Jia Cong's eyes were red, and his little chubby face bulged with anger. He pointed at the officials in the hall and said sarcastically: "You provide for the people, but you just watch the people being bullied and ignore it. Just you guys Aren't you afraid that the souls of those who died in vain might knock on your door in the middle of the night?"
"enough!"
"Thousands of people died in vain, but they were excused by your simple words of "die of cold and starvation"... Why should the overall situation be more important, tsk tsk... What a group of good officials in Daxia who serve the country and the people, do you want me to go and do it for you? Please give me the posthumous title of Zheng Zheng!"
Jia Cong ignored Qiao Chen's shouting and directly fired map cannons to blast all the officials from the three divisions responsible for the Gyeonggi case.
Except for Cai Quan, the Minister of Justice, all the officials in the lobby of the Ministry of Punishment changed their expressions. Several young officials had guilty looks on their faces. They were obviously old officials. They just smiled bitterly and turned their heads to look at Qiao Chen, the left minister who was facing Jia Cong.
Qiao Chen snorted coldly, rolled up his sleeves and said, "Jia Cong, don't think that you are the only one who cares about the country and the people. The decisions made by the three departments are all in compliance with the laws of Daxia. Do you want me to do the frame-up thing?" , so that you can kill all the nobles and relatives in the capital to please the people?"
Jia Cong chuckled, spread out a booklet, and began to read leisurely.
"Feng Anbo's grandson Jiang Shen tortured innocent women, causing three deaths and six injuries, killed 12 farmers in Fangshan County, and robbed 1,100 acres of farmland..."
"Zhen Baochen, the nephew of Zhen Yingjia, the president of Jinling Tirenyuan, kidnapped twenty-five women, robbed people of their property, and seized two farmsteads in Gu'an County..."
"Li Jianlin, the young minister of Taipu Temple, let his slaves go on a rampage and killed two common people who were unwilling to sell their land. He forced Shunyi County to oppress the people, move graves and destroy houses..."
"The steward of Beijing County Prince's Mansion..."
"Qian Chengyi, son of Qian Kangshi, Prince of Dongping County..."
"The steward of Prince Zhongxin's palace..."
…
Jia Cong thought about the criminals who caused harm to the capital one by one. From the clan nobles to the ministers of civil and military affairs, there were more than 60 criminals involved in the case. There were hundreds and nearly a thousand people who were killed in vain in the records.
….
But the resolution memorial sent by the Third Division to the Qinzheng Palace only contained four words and was attended by less than a hundred people.
What an irony!
Jia Cong paused for a moment, raised his eyes to look at Qiao Chen mockingly, gritted his teeth and read out the last person: "Haha! Qiao Chen, the left minister of the Ministry of Justice, and his son Qiao Yang, under the pretext of buying land, bought land for 20 taels of silver for 1,300 yuan. Mom...Shilang Qiao, your money is so valuable!"
A cold light flashed in Qiao Chen's eyes, and he retorted: "Master Jia, the Third Division has made a final decision about the dog's condition. It's best to say less if you are making unsubstantiated remarks, so as not to make people laugh!"
"Indeed, your dog son is very cautious. The record of the county government office is eight taels of silver for one acre of land. Then I will ask you, thirteen hundred acres of land and ten thousand taels of silver. Where did Mr. Qiao come from? many
money? "
Jia Cong snapped the fold together and said with a sneer: "If I remember correctly, Mr. Qiao was born in a peasant family. Before he became an official, his family was very poor. In just a few years, the Qiao family has already lived in a big house with four floors. , has nearly ten shops and 2,000 acres of farmland. Mr. Qiao, it seems that you, as the Minister of Justice, are very successful!"
Qiao Chen's face was obviously panicked. The Qiao family had grown from a poor farmer to a huge family in just twenty years. How could it be possible without using some means?
But which company can avoid this kind of method that skirts the edge of the law?
He blushed and wanted to explain: "I...I...are talking nonsense. Those are all my second brother's business gains. I have always been as honest as water. Who doesn't know that?"
Jia Cong chuckled and said coldly: "If you are really as clean as water, you will know after checking. I believe that Long Jinwei will be very interested in Mr. Qiao's family history!"
"you……"
Just when Qiao Chen was at a loss, Cai Quan, the Secretary of the Ministry of Justice who had always remained silent, coughed twice.
Everyone stopped arguing and turned their attention to Cai Quan, who was sitting in the first place.
I saw Cai Quan slowly getting up, taking two steps forward, picking up the file on the ground and reading it. He looked very slowly, but everyone in the lobby was waiting quietly.
After a long time, Cai Quan raised his head and said leisurely: "There are huge discrepancies with the investigation of the Third Division. Does Mr. Jia think that the Third Division is protecting the criminal?"
snort!
Cai Quan shook his head and looked at Jia Cong, who snorted coldly, and smiled helplessly.
"Evidence, what the Third Division looks at is evidence! The Third Division sent a large number of officials to investigate carefully, and there is evidence to prove that they were not responsible for every case. You said it doesn't matter whether they blame the slaves or wipe out the evidence, you have to He said, he walked ahead of us. At least, the crimes worthy of beheading were all committed by domestic slaves. The Third Division can't behead others for the crime of lax governance. "
Jia Cong asked unwillingly: "What about Qi Yanxiu? Where about Jiang Shen? There are witnesses and physical evidence of their crimes. Cai Shangshu, don't tell me that they can't be convicted of their crimes?"
Cai Quan shook his head: "Qi Yanxiu committed suicide out of fear of crime. Jiang Shen has been arrested. The three departments have agreed that Jiang Shen will be executed later!"
"Qiu Hou asked Zhan? Why not Zhan Lijue? He killed so many people, and the people who didn't kill him were angry. What are you waiting for?"
The anger in Jia Cong's heart was even worse. Maybe after autumn, the Jiang family could find a way to sneak people out of prison.
….
He suppressed his anger and asked unwillingly: "What about the rest of the people? The family of the clan and the nobles took away the land where the people settled and lived. Could it be that they really only killed a few slaves?"
"right!"
Cai Quan replied with one word neatly, which completely ignited Jia Cong's anger.
"What a good Minister of the Ministry of Justice, what a good Secretary of the Three Laws!"
"Jia Cong, purchasing land and property at low prices during disasters does not violate the "Daxia Law". It can be done without prohibition by law!"
Jia Cong, who was about to explode, was quelled by Cai Quan's rhetorical question and froze in place.
He murmured: "You can do whatever the law prohibits!"
"Yes, it can be done without any prohibition by law! It sounds ridiculous to exchange a handful of millet for an acre of land, but after signing the contract, the Third Division cannot force people to give it back. Moreover, when the Third Division went to investigate, everyone Jiaduo has compensated farmers..."
At the end of Cai Quan's explanation, he said with great helplessness: "The people who first complained are gone, so the Third Division can only punish those slaves who show off their cruelty and punish them with a salary for lax family governance."
"That's it, that's it..."
After receiving the explanation, Jia Cong finally figured out the secret behind this. He had been jumping up and down for so long, and everything had been arranged properly, almost completely avoiding the punishment of the law.
When these things were exposed by Jia Cong, the clan nobles, civil and military ministers in the capital all spent a lot of money to bribe the person who first told the story.
Either they use various status and connections to intimidate and induce them. Most people simply do not believe that an eight-year-old child can really make the decision for themselves. Under the intimidation and inducement of these people, they accepted the compensation and withdrew the complaint.
The remaining cases are dispensable, haha, what can I do about the fines and salaries?
Regardless of whether the people are short-sighted or whether these people make a lot of money, apart from major cases like Qi Yanxiu and Jiang Shen, the capital is peaceful!
"Just do it if it's not prohibited by law!"
Jia Cong couldn't accept all this, and his mood was extremely low. He stared at the dossier papers on the floor and laughed at himself: "It turns out that the clown is myself, it turns out that the clown is myself!"
"Little General Jia Lang, the sage's words are spoken!"
Dai Quan's sudden appearance surprised everyone in the lobby of the Ministry of Justice. After hearing the four words spoken by the saint, everyone bowed down and bowed down.
Jia Cong was still in a dazed state, and Jia Shiyi had to bow down and apologize to Dai Quan.
But Dai Quan waved his hand and spoke again: "Jia Cong, the sage's spoken word!"
This time Jia Cong finally reacted. His mood was very low, and he slowly bowed: "I respectfully listen to the edict!"
Dai Quan first glanced at the people in the lobby of the Ministry of Justice, and then took out a small jade object from his sleeve. It was shaped like a sheep, with black fur, four legs, and a single horn on its head.
The "Shenyi Jing" says: "There is a beast in the wilderness of the northeast, like an ox, with one horn, green hair, and four legs like a bear. If you see people fighting, you will not be able to touch it. If you hear people's comments, it will not be right. It is called Jie Zhi."
"The sage said: Jia Cong, you cannot make the blue sky with brute force. This sacred beast of the Haechi is given to you. Study hard. Only if you read more books can you truly be the master of the blue sky that the people call you!"
"read?"
Jia Cong had not yet understood the meaning of the edict, but when he saw Dai Quan hand him the small Haechi mythical beast, he said softly: "It's time for you to study hard, the saint is waiting for you to call the emperor."
Having said that, Dai Quan turned his attention to everyone in the Punishment Department.
"My lords, the saint asked us to bring a message..."
The hall of the Ministry of Punishment instantly echoed with shouts of long live, and Dai Quan continued: "The saint said, you are worse than a child!"
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