To be honest, Jia Cong was always skeptical about Baoyu injuring someone to the point of going to court.
As for Brother Bao, a weak and weak young man like him, let alone hitting someone, he would probably have to cry for a long time if he was punched by someone.
But when Jia Cong walked into the lobby of Shuntian Mansion, he felt like a Muggle.
Who can tell him what the hell the "mummy" lying on the stretcher is?
Under the plaque hanging high in the mirror in the lobby, the person presiding over the case is still Jia Hua from Fucheng, Shuntian Prefecture.
At the beginning, I used a box of gold and silver to get a promise from King Zhongshun, saying that when the position of Jiuqing's Minister became vacant, he would be transferred to the Six Ministries and Five Temples.
But he has been waiting for two years. Jia Hua spends his days in Shuntian Mansion thinking hard about how not to offend others. Even Lao Shisan went to Jiangnan to get angry, and the position of Da Jiuqing still does not belong to him.
Today was a good day. The second master Bao of the Rongguo Mansion, the biological brother of the Concubine Xian, beat the grandson of Zhou Jiong, the chief minister of the cabinet, and beat him to such a state that Jia Hua almost went crazy.
How to judge?
Both parties are people he can't afford to offend. No matter which side he prefers, he feels that the future is dark.
As for peace talks, the emperor just issued an order the day before yesterday that all ministries and yamen must abide by the law and enforce the law strictly.
It is estimated that the people who are watching the Shuntian Mansion case are waiting for him to make a mistake.
Li Baokun was wrapped up into a mummy and could not speak, but the housekeeper of the Li Mansion came forward to present the certificate to him.
"Sir, my young man just went to the market for a stroll today, but he suffered such a disaster. He was beaten for no reason and his muscles and bones were broken..."
"For no reason? What a eloquent slave who confuses right and wrong!"
Baoyu was originally worried about causing trouble at home and would be scolded by Mr. Zheng when he returned home.
But as soon as he heard what this naughty slave said, he immediately became angry and abandoned his usual elegance, pointing at the man's nose and scolding him.
"Li Baokun humiliated me in the street. Should I just suffer in silence?"
"Then you shouldn't have been so heavy-handed and seriously injured my young master. According to the "Daxia Law", if you beat others seriously and are seriously injured, you will be exiled for three thousand miles."
The butler obviously came prepared, and he actually pulled out the "Laws of Great Xia".
Jia Yucun's face darkened obviously. He felt that the housekeeper of the Li family didn't seem to take him seriously.
Seeing that Jia Baoyu, who was blocked and didn't know how to refute, was at a disadvantage, I wanted to offer a few words of help.
But he saw the steward of the Li Mansion handing over his hand to Jia Hua, and said firmly: "Sir, when the villain came, the master of the house once said that the Grand Prime Minister was already aware of the affairs of my young master. The Grand Prime Minister's message, how to judge the case, was all based on "Da Xia". "Laws" shall prevail, and all decisions shall be made by Shuntian Prefecture."
hiss!
This was a blatant use of the title of chief minister of the cabinet to pressure others, but Jia Yucun had to deal with it more carefully.
Because he had no way to verify with Zhou Jiong, he was only a fourth-grade Shuntian Prefecture official, and a brick thrown casually in the capital could hit a third-grade official.
"Bao Er... Mr. Xiao Jia, why don't I ask you to stay in the guest room of Shuntian Mansion temporarily, and then I will make a decision after I find out the case."
Jia Yucun is also a smart man, knowing that no matter what the sentence is, he will offend the other party. Now he can only use the dragging technique to let Zhou Jiong negotiate with the Jia family.
But Jia Cong doesn't want to do this...
"Jia Fu Cheng, in the court, allowed the slaves to slander the reputation of the country's prime minister and ministers and interfere with the judiciary. Mr. Zhou Ge has always been selfless, when has he ever interfered with the judiciary? Could it be that Jia Fu Cheng is just doing this? Don’t you care?”
The people who were originally surrounding the gate of Shuntian Mansion made way for Jia Cong to enter the house without even changing his official uniform, and strode into the gate of Shuntian Mansion.
The people whispered that someone with good intentions had already spread the news that the imperial cat Jia Cong went to the lobby of Shuntian Mansion to support his cousin.
When Jia Yucun saw that it was the young man from Rongguo Mansion who had arrived, his heart skipped a beat.
Even if Jia Baoyu's biological father, Jia Zheng, the censor of Zuo Qiandu of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, came in person, Jia Cong's presence would not be a headache.
I'm afraid this person will really make the Shuntian Mansion Office very upset!
"I'm paying homage to my uncle. This case caused such a stir that my uncle came to Shuntian Mansion in person. It's my fault. Please forgive me."
When Jia Yucun saw Jia Cong for the first time, he knew that this matter would not be easy to handle today.
His attitude was very low-key, and he asked Jia Cong to take a seat.
However, Jia Cong would not be fooled. Jia Shiyi took a chair and placed it on the left side. After he sat down, he gave Baoyu a reassuring look, and then said quietly: "I am here to observe the trial today. It is up to Jia Fucheng to decide how to try and sentence. But one thing is that I don’t want anyone to interfere with judicial justice, no matter who it is!"
Jia Yucun became even more uneasy. He wanted to grit his teeth and favor Jia Baoyu, but he couldn't afford to offend the people on the other side.
"Jia Fucheng, let's continue the trial. I'm still waiting to see what kind of crime those who slander the prime minister of the country should be punished for!"
With Jia Cong's cold words, the temperature in the lobby seemed to have dropped a lot.
Not to mention that Jia Yucun was in a cold sweat and was at a loss. Even the housekeeper of the Li Mansion, who had been exiled one by one, almost knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.
"This is what you should do. It is an unforgivable crime to slander the Prime Minister of the country."
Jia Yucun knew that he would not be able to escape today, so he put aside the case between Jia Baoyu and Li Baokun, and could take out his anger on Jia Cong with the housekeeper of the Li family.
Maybe when the young master is relieved, he can take care of the overall situation and reconcile with the Li family and Mr. Zhou.
Snapped!
He was stunned and scolded: "I won't let you take down the slave who slandered the prime minister of the country!"
Finally come to life!
Plop~
The yamen servant of Shuntian Mansion raised his whistle stick and hit Li Mansion's housekeeper accurately on his calf.
I saw that the housekeeper of the Li Mansion no longer had the confidence to speak just now, and he knelt on the ground and started wailing.
“It’s so noisy~”
Jia Cong's voice that seemed to be muttering to himself reached Jia Yucun's ears, and he immediately ordered: "How dare this naughty slave roar in court, come on, slap me!"
"promise!"
The yamen servant didn't care whether he was yelling in court or not. He stepped forward and grabbed the steward of Li's house by the skirt and slapped his mouth.
Jia Yucun didn't say how much, he just kept beating.
When the housekeeper of the Li Mansion had blood all over his mouth and was dizzy and speechless, Jia Yucun called out to stop.
"Slandering the Prime Minister of the country, according to the "Daxia Law", uh..."
Jia Yucun suddenly didn't know how to impose the sentence, because the provisions on defamation in the "Daxia Law" meant that the matter was settled with a slap on the wrist.
But looking at Jia Cong's face from the side, I'm afraid he won't be able to calm down if he just slaps the board.
"This man not only slandered, he also falsely conveyed the decree of the First Assistant Jun and interfered with the justice of the country. According to the law, he will be executed in prison!"
Jia Cong glanced at the housekeeper of the Li Mansion who was paralyzed on the ground with fear, and then turned his attention to the "mummy" on the stretcher.
I just heard him chuckle: "But, how dare a little Diao slave falsely pass on the decree of the First Assistant Jun. In my opinion, why don't Jia Fu Cheng investigate carefully and find out who is behind the plan and let a Diao slave I dare you to be so bold, to be so eloquent in the lobby of Shuntian Mansion, and to deceive others."
Baoyu answered smoothly: "It goes without saying that he must be the master of the Li family!"
At this time, on the stretcher beside him, Li Baokun finally couldn't hold it anymore. He struggled to get up and wanted to run, but Baoyu grabbed his arm.
"It turns out you were just faking it!"
The "mummy" suddenly came to life, and everyone inside and outside the Shuntian Mansion lobby was shocked, including Jia Yucun, who was on the throne.
Good guy, the victim has become the one who made the false accusation. He has no excuse even if he wants to delay the case.
Jia Cong sneered: "According to the "Daxia Law", false accusations are counterfeit. Li Baokun, Li Baokun, the Beiting Protectorate is short of people to build the city. I think you are very good."
Li Baokun was wrapped up so tightly that it was difficult to even speak. He could only say a few words after a long time.
"I'm not making a false accusation, my arm was really broken by Jia Baoyu!"
"Oh, is it so?"
Jia Cong looked at Baoyu and saw Baoyu's face was blank.
He did strike a bit harder at that time, but he really didn't know the extent of Li Baokun's injury.
"Jia Baoyu hit my left arm with a stool in Yihong Tower. Many people saw this..."
Jia Yucun also nodded. This matter has been confirmed. It was indeed Jia Baoyu who acted first.
Jia Cong's focus was not on this matter. He winked at Baoyu and said, "Brother Bao, did you go to Yihong Building? Didn't you work at the newspaper office today?"
Baoyu's face suddenly turned red and he replied a little shyly: "I didn't want to go, but..."
Um?
Baoyu walked up to Jia Cong and whispered softly, "Uncle insisted on dragging me along~"
ha?
Master Pardon took his nephew to visit a brothel?
And let someone bully his nephew under his nose?
It's really possible to drag your nephew to visit a brothel, but the second point is interesting.
Jia Cong asked in a low voice: "What did Li Baokun do that made you break his arm? Didn't my father stand up for you?"
"This...can I not say it?"
Baoyu obviously didn't want to mention the reason. After Jia Cong shook his head, he could only say aggrievedly: "He...he...he actually asked me to accompany him...drink..."
"Let you get drunk with him? Huh? Ah? Damn it!"
Hiss~ This is treating Baoyu as a rabbit!
"Li Baokun must have drunk too much at that time, and suddenly broke into the private room. At that time, the uncle happened to go to find Prince Ji. He pulled my clothes and asked me to pour him wine. I was so anxious that I He picked up a stool and smashed it over, who would have thought he would be so careless!"
The more Baoyu talked, the more aggrieved he became. At that time, he just wanted to scare people with the stool. Unexpectedly, Li Baokun rushed over directly and climbed on the stool he smashed...
Jia Cong on the side wanted to cover his face and leave, because it was too rough, and the method was so rough that it was hard to see.
Mr. Pardon, who is used to being a scoundrel and engaging in violence, just wants to find an excuse to clean up the Li family.
Otherwise, based on Baoyu's face, who in the capital would dare to bully him blatantly.
Li Baokun probably didn't expect that he would not be able to escape this beating. Even if he had no excuse, the Pardon Master would just charge him with any crime.
Jia Cong helplessly patted Baoyu on the shoulder, not knowing how to comfort the poor child.
He could only sigh, turned around and said to Jia Yucun: "Jia Fucheng, you have also heard it. This Li Baokun has bullied others too much. He dares to treat my second brother Bao as... it is unacceptable, it is unacceptable! How should I judge? It's up to you."
"I was injured, it was Jia Baoyu who beat me. I just went to the wrong room and recognized the wrong person. Why should I be sentenced?"
Li Baokun was anxious. He had originally decided to endure the situation, but he didn't expect someone from his grandfather's family to ask him to come to Shuntian Mansion to complain.
Now it seems that Jia Baoyu will be fine, but on his side, the charges are one after another...
Jia Yucun's mind was already in a mess. At this moment, a government servant walked into the lobby quickly and whispered something in his ear.
Just listen to Jia Yucun say tentatively: "Uncle, no matter what the reason is, it is indeed Mr. Xiao Jia who injured Li Baokun. According to the "Daxia Law", Mr. Xiao Jia will be punished. Unless Li Baokun withdraws the complaint... "
Jia Cong frowned, this was a problem.
Baoyu did break Li Baokun's arm, and Daxia was not charged with sexual harassment, which was a bit embarrassing.
"If Li Baokun does not withdraw the lawsuit, how will Jia Fucheng be sentenced?"
"According to the law, if you assault someone else, you will be imprisoned for a year, and you will have to pay for the medicine. Mr. Xiao Jia is an official of the imperial court. Li Baokun has no official title. Mr. Xiao Jia can discuss the crime with money. Of course, the twenty bucks are unavoidable."
Such a sentence is in line with the legal provisions. If you don't want to be punished, you can only reconcile with the Li family.
In this way, only a small house slave was taken care of from beginning to end.
Not to mention that Jia Cong was unhappy, even Baoyu was unhappy.
Who can tolerate being treated like a rabbit?
"Brother Bao, do you want to vent your anger?"
Baoyu felt sick after just one glance at the "mummy" and nodded sharply.
Jia Cong whispered in his ear: "I have to wrong Brother Bao for a while, and I may get a few slaps in the face. How can Brother Bao tolerate reconciling with such a person? Anyway, I will never do anything to a gangster like Li Baokun." The evil forces bow their heads. Think about the last time you stood up for that poor woman, but he used money to plead guilty and escaped legal punishment..."
As soon as he said this, Mr. Bao immediately straightened his back in an arrogant manner.
"I'll get beaten whenever I get hit. I've been beaten since I was a child. I don't need these twenty hits!"
Second Master Bao felt that Shuntian Mansion's skills were definitely not as powerful as Mr. Zheng's family skills, so he glared at the confused Li Baokun fiercely.
Jia Cong suddenly grabbed a whistle stick from the government servant on the side and handed it to Baoyu: "Take it, and the crime will be confirmed. They accused you of breaking his bones and muscles, leaving him paralyzed in bed and unable to move." . Don’t be afraid, hit hard, and as long as you hold your breath, you will get twenty hits at most!”
After Baoyu took the whistle stick, he rushed towards Li Baokun and killed him.
Thinking about when Second Master Bao had ever been so angry, the whistle stick fell directly on Li Baokun's arm.
There was just a click, and the broken part that had been bandaged and fixed at home broke again.
"Ah~ He's killing someone, help me, Jia Baoyu is killing someone~"
After a brief shock, Jia Yucun quickly called for people to stop Jia Baoyu from "committing murder" in the lobby of Shuntian Mansion.
He originally followed the orders of people from the Zhou Mansion and wanted to turn a big deal into a trivial matter, but he didn't expect the two people from the Jia family to be so angry.
Just as the officer was about to go up and stop him, he saw Jia Shiyi pull out the saber from his waist with a swish sound.
"No one is allowed to come forward without my third master's order!"
Jia Cong even looked at Jia Yucun coldly and said hehe: "Since the person is accused of beating and causing serious injuries, with his bones and muscles broken and he is paralyzed in bed, then my family cannot bear this charge in vain."
As he spoke, he took out a banknote from his wallet, stepped forward and slapped it on the table in front of Jia Yucun.
"Two thousand taels of silver, including the cost of the decoction and medicine for Li Baokun, is enough. As for the twenty tablets, Jia Fucheng, don't be in a hurry. I have already sent people home to collect the iron coupons for the alchemy book."
Jia Cong stared at Li Baokun with great interest, who was being chased around by Baoyu, and muttered as if to himself: "Hey, I was so busy eating, I almost forgot that I have two alchemy iron coupons at home. As long as I don't In rebellion, don’t our brothers just fight whoever we want?”
Monthly ticket recommendation ticket
I’ll stop here tonight and continue tomorrow. Good night!
(End of chapter)
