Since Beizhili took the lead in planting potatoes on a large scale two years ago, the people who have basically solved their food and clothing problems have gradually become richer.
In addition, Gyeonggi is a place where the world's wealth gathers. There are many rich people, so the business of teahouses and restaurants will naturally be much better.
Sipping a pot of good tea, appreciating a jar of fine wine, having wine and tea with a few friends, chatting about nonsense from all over the world, it was a comfortable life.
Of course, there is never a shortage of topics in the capital. Gossip about the legends of the noble family and talk about the weird things in the mansions of ministers are always the greatest fun in teahouses and restaurants.
For example, at this time, outside the Shuntian Mansion Office, a large number of people had gathered in the teahouses and restaurants facing the street, and everyone stretched their necks to look in the direction of the government office gate.
"Are there people coming to complain? These people are real. If you want to file a lawsuit, you have to go to the Metropolitan Procuratorate. There are still a few iron-headed censors in the Metropolitan Procuratorate. Since Tang Gong left office, people without money have gone to Shuntian Mansion without even having access to the gate. Can't even get in."
"Yes, it's a pity that Tang Gong was promoted to the Ministry of Justice, otherwise Daxia would have our own 'Bao Qingtian'! Not to mention the newly appointed Song Fu Yin, Jia Hua Jia Er Yin, ha~ He Xini is really good at it."
As soon as Jia Cong went upstairs, he heard similar gossip.
He curled his lips. Sure enough, the people's eyes were sharp.
Tang Yude, the former governor of Shuntian Prefecture, was a great man. During his tenure, there were very few unjust, false and wrong cases under Shuntian Prefecture.
But it was precisely because of Tang Yude's integrity that some people did not want him to stay in Shuntian Mansion for too long, so they teamed up to send him to the Ministry of Punishment as a third-grade minister.
The new governor Song Qilian is a good old man. Anyone who is recognized by the court as a good man is really old, easy to talk, and soft-eared. Mr. Song has all three.
Coupled with the addition of Jia Hua, an old official in the officialdom who is the most observant and manipulative, it can be said that the reputation of Shuntian Mansion has taken a turn for the worse.
In addition, the Thirteenth Prince of Jingjie went to the south, and the Pardon Master was busy taking care of his children. The second-generation officials and second-generation officials in Beijing felt that they were doing well again, and the capital had returned to the era of dandyism and smog.
Although vicious incidents rarely occur, there are endless incidents of flirting with good women and bullying good women.
As the second-in-command of Shuntian Prefecture, Jia Hua often gets into trouble with people when they report crimes. He soon gained the title of a master of mixing mud in the capital.
"Oh, look, the people from the Yamen are coming out!"
Everyone stopped talking and turned their attention to the gate of Shuntian Mansion.
Near the window on the second floor, Jia Cong also stood up and leaned against the railing with Daiyu, who was disguised as a man, and looked into the distance.
I saw Mr. Zheng "forcibly pulling" Baoyu, and Jia Shiyi, who was acting as a servant, was holding a drumstick and beating the big drum placed outside the government office door.
The thundering drum sound attracted a large number of people to watch. Mr. Zheng looked solemn and solemn, pursed his lips tightly, and stared at the people walking out of the government office gate.
"Who's playing the drums...eh? Xiao Jia, Mr. Jia... uh, Lao Jia... Mr. Jia!!!"
Mr. Zheng's reputation in the capital was not very good in the past. When people talked about it, they would often say, "Oh, Mr. Zheng, the brother of the man in Rongguo Mansion..."
But it's different now. Mr. Zheng has been to the Metropolitan Procuratorate since then, and he has gained a good reputation as a censor with a tough face and a scholarly character.
Not to mention, nowadays, as long as there are any literary or poetry gatherings, those scholars will send their posts to Rongguo Mansion, in order to have the honor of inviting Jia Cunzhou, a scholar of scholarly character.
If any move is praised by Duke Cun Zhou and said to be good at literary talent, his net worth will skyrocket immediately.
Of course, for the officials in Shuntian Mansion, the iron-faced censor, Mr. Zheng, is one of the existences they fear most.
Because this person doesn't care about the second generation of officials. He can't stand it. As long as he is caught, he will definitely sneeze at the court meeting, and by the way, he will sneeze with the muddy Shuntianfu Yamen.
In just one year, more than ten officials of the Shuntian Prefecture, especially those who served as government officials, were punished for their political lordship.
Therefore, the people in the Shuntian government office were both afraid of and hated the second master of the government.
"Mr. Zheng, why are you here?"
Jia Zheng was completely disgusted with the subordinate officials of Shuntian Prefecture. Since Tang Yude was promoted, the subordinate officials of Shuntian Prefecture were getting worse and worse...
Forget it, let’s not mention this for now, it’s more important to do business.
"I'm here to file a complaint. Let the people who can take charge of the matter come out. Since my son severely injured others, why didn't he even give him a beating and just fined him a few coins? Go and ask you sir to come out. I The official has brought this evil obstacle. According to the law, he should be beaten as much as he should be beaten, imprisoned when he should be imprisoned, and exiled when he should be..."
ah?
The government officials were stunned, and the people watching were instantly in an uproar.
Is there anyone in the world who would send his son to jail?
I saw Mr. Zheng looking upright and upright, looking at the sky forty-five degrees.
"As a descendant of the Rongguo Kingdom, I have read the books of the sages and abided by the "Daxia Law". How can I abolish the official position for private purposes and condone the crimes of my descendants? Jia Jue knew the law and violated the law. He should have been punished by one level, but he used money Such stinky things have insulted the majesty of Daxia's laws and regulations, and are simply an unpardonable crime!"
"Call your lords quickly and let me retry the case and give a verdict. I will not allow anyone to do anything that damages the reputation of my Jia family and insults the majesty of the Daxia Code!"
Pa~
Jia Hua, who had just arrived in a hurry, heard Mr. Zheng's righteous words and almost fell to the ground.
How could there be someone like Jia Cunzhou in this world? After reading for a few days, do you really want to be like Confucius?
"Political affairs, political affairs, it's not like this, it's not like this..."
"Brother Shi Fei, I think brother has heard what the government wants today."
Mr. Zheng bowed to Jia Hua and greeted him meticulously. He seemed gentle and elegant, but his words were unquestionable.
"Brother is the father-in-law of Shuntian Mansion. To redress the grievances of the people, how can you deprive the public for private reasons and favor my evildoer? I only seek the justice of the law, and I will be sentenced as I should. Brother Shi Fei does not have to worry about Yu and his family holding grudges. , descendants of Rongguo, obey the laws of Daxia, and abide by the laws of the court..."
Jia Hua was stunned as he listened to Mr. Zheng's lengthy statement.
When Mr. Zheng finished speaking his righteous words in one breath, some people among the people watching took the lead in shouting Jia Qingtian, and then they praised him one after another.
As for Baoyu, who was thrown out by his biological father and beaten, even though he knew it was just a scene, he still felt a dull pain in his buttocks...
Jia Hua has a headache~
He just mixed up this mess with the mud yesterday. He was still thinking about adding the two thousand taels of silver given by Jia Cong with his own money to make up the five thousand taels and send it back. After that, something might happen. Resentment.
He had even thought about what gifts to send to Mr. Ge's mansion to please everyone on both sides. He didn't expect that Jia Zheng would do this.
Damn it, if you want to be a sage, don’t hold me back!
If I change Jia Baoyu’s sentence, will Li Baokun’s sentence also be changed? I managed to reconcile the mud with great difficulty, and now you come to cause trouble again!
Intrigued by Mr. Zheng's righteous words, Jia Hua felt bad all over.
He resisted the urge to beat this guy to death and said solemnly: "Mr. Zheng, the case of Ling Gongzi will be handled according to the law. As for the matter of fined silver and discussion of crime, I will also handle it according to the sage's rule in the 30th year of Zhaowu." The imperial edict of one year determined that the fine of silver to atone for one’s sins did not violate the laws of the imperial court.”
"Brother Shi Fei, this is ridiculous!"
Mr. Zheng's face was full of worry, and he spoke with a light of justice.
"In the winter of the 30th year of Zhaowu, there were sycophants in the court who deceived the sage, causing the sage to have a rough estimate of the general trend of the world and promulgate a system of money to discuss crimes... At first, it made up for the deficit in the household department, but it also made corrupt officials less aware of the law. The reverence of the people, and the endless corruption of ink...I believe that if the country cannot be governed, it will lead to chaos. Therefore, using money to discuss crimes is a method that harms the people..."
boom!
Jia Hua stared at the eloquent Mr. Zheng in fear, his eyes full of shock and fear.
The crime-discussing silver system was formulated and implemented by the Supreme Emperor himself. Do you, Jia Zheng, dare to say that the Supreme Emperor's laws are harmful to the people?
"Nie Zhan, tell me, is it right for my father to say that?"
With a sharp shout, Baoyu, who was wandering beside him, suddenly came back to his senses and nodded.
Baoyu stood up, bowed to the people watching around him, and said: "Dear neighbors and elders, Jue said yesterday that the "Daxia Code" is too lenient to the officials and gentry, and too harsh to the people. It’s a pity that because of fear of punishment yesterday, I took the gift given by the Holy Spirit to avoid the law and avoid punishment.”
"Fortunately, my father taught me earnestly and I know my sins. Today I am willing to accept the punishment and atone for my sins. I will write to the emperor one day to open the eyes of the people, change the old laws and establish new laws, so that there are laws to be followed, laws must be followed, law enforcement must be strict, and violations of laws must be enforced." It must be investigated…”
this……
"I feel like Mr. Zheng and Mr. Bao are shining!"
"That is the light of righteousness!"
The originally gloomy sky suddenly revealed a beam of sunshine from the clouds, which happened to shine on Mr. Zheng and Baoyu.
It is said that there is a circle of holy light behind the Buddha's forehead. Today, Mr. Zheng and Mr. Bao also have it...
The father and son stood up Jia Hua in harmony in front of the people.
Does he dare to change the verdict in this case? Don't dare!
But he dared to say what Mr. Zheng and his son said in front of the people was wrong? He doesn't dare!
For a time, the people cheered loudly, and the officials of Shuntian Mansion were all ashen-faced.
This is going to be difficult!
Jia Zheng urged again, but Jia Hua dared not answer. He kept persuading in a low voice, and even invited the father and son to come in for a detailed discussion.
But Mr. Zheng only said that he was here on official business and had no intention of avoiding others. Why would he avoid others?
Jia Hua had never thought that Jia Zhenghui was so difficult to deal with before, but he finally saw it today. Gritting his teeth, he insisted that he handled the case according to the law, did not bend the law for personal gain, and would never change the sentence.
Someone among the common people was the first to utter an ooh, and boos followed one after another, making Jia Hua a little angry.
In the end, he walked away and asked people to close the door of Shuntianfu Yamen. Ren Jiaxi beat the drum many times, but he always adopted the tactic of closing the door and ignoring him.
Master Zheng took Baoyu and they both stood outside the gate waiting until noon was approaching. Master Zheng finally let out a long sigh, full of concern for the country and the people.
"If a country cannot be governed, it will lead to chaos; if it abides by the law but does not change it, it will lead to disobedience. Today, if the law is lacking and the law is not changed, what majesty does the court have to order the people to follow it?"
"Since Shuntian Mansion is unwilling to abide by the power of the law, I will take it upon myself to do so!"
"Come here, bring the jade and the big stick..."
Pa~pa~pa~
It was a familiar formula again, but instead of shouting for help, today's Baoyu bit the silk bag in her mouth and allowed the soldiers of the Rongguo Mansion to receive a full twenty sticks in front of the people.
Although Baoyu's muscles and bones would not be seriously injured by personal soldiers, the twenty sticks were still solid.
When the execution was over, Baoyu's buttocks were swollen again, and blood flowed along the bench and even fell on the bluestone.
The people watching went from praising and applauding to gradually becoming silent.
At first, they only thought that Mr. Zheng and Mr. Bao were just talking, but when the board landed on Baoyu's butt, everyone looked at the two people with awe and respect.
Mr. Zheng wiped away his tears, and with a hint of sobs, he cupped his hands towards the people around him.
"Today I, the Jia family, will replace the national law with family law and punish the recalcitrant children and grandchildren. I hope that my neighbors will bear witness. I would rather honor the Jia family, abide by the law, abide by the laws and regulations, and never do anything illegal or disorderly!"
"Why is the government so harsh? If Mr. Bao is stubborn, how many people in the capital can be called a gentleman?"
"You're right. Mr. Bao is the gentlest son of a prince I have ever seen. Mr. Zheng is too harsh on Mr. Bao!"
"Who among the people in the capital would not praise Young Master Shengbao as gentle and gentle as jade..."
"Yes, yes, yes..."
"I think so too..."
Master Zheng's words aroused the people's disgust towards the gang of naughty people, and at the same time they also spoke for Baoyu.
I have long heard that Mr. Zheng’s teachings to Mr. Bao are extremely strict. When I saw him today, I couldn’t believe that this was strict. It was simply extremely strict.
After everyone made way for him, Mr. Zheng personally carried the fainted Baoyu on his back and walked slowly towards Ningrong Street.
The people who were watching suddenly felt that Mr. Zheng was taller, and silently watched the father and son leave.
…
The scene outside the Shuntian government office directly dazzled everyone in Beijing.
In particular, Mr. Zheng directly attacked the system of penal funds promulgated by the Supreme Emperor, and Baoyu swore in public that he would admonish the emperor to abolish the system of penal funds at the meeting, which completely ignited the conflict between North Korea and China that was about to break out.
The direct ministers in the court applauded one after another, but most officials still felt that Jia Zheng and his son had betrayed the bureaucracy, so they did not curse them in private, and even publicly refuted the Jia family and his son for slandering the emperor, which was a crime of disrespect.
The court has been in turmoil over this matter, but both the cabinet and the palace are still handling military and political affairs step by step, and have always remained silent.
On the contrary, the virtuous old scholars in the opposition, as well as the young scholars and scholars, spoke out in support of Jia Zheng and his son.
What was most unacceptable to those officials who refuted the words of Jia Zheng and his son was that they soon discovered that there were always foul-smelling filth at their door. Some people even "posted excrement pictures on the wall" on the wall of his house, writing Writing limericks that satirize them...
Baoyu was beaten, and the old lady felt sorry for her sweet grandson but did not blame her second son. She just silently wiped her tears and asked someone to apply medicine to him.
Originally she had told Jia Zheng to go to the Information Department to ask for leave for Baoyu, but Baoyu, who had just woken up, said: "Old ancestor, my grandson cannot ask for leave...hiss...grandson...hiss...my grandson will go to court tomorrow. towards……"
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I’ll update one chapter first and continue tonight. I’m going to take a rest~
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