When she arrived at the princess mansion, Zhu Jing could even feel the legs and feet of the officials around her trembling.
Ordinary soldiers have nothing to do, but officials like them are out of luck.
The eldest princess Kunning was named Princess Kunxing during the Chongzhen period of the previous dynasty, and was changed to Princess Changping during the Shunzhi period of the pseudo-Qing Dynasty. In the Shaowu year, the emperor thought that Kunxing was unlucky, so she was granted the title Princess Kunning.
A while ago, she was named the eldest princess, ranking first among the princesses in the clan.
Her husband, Zhou Shixian, was Zuo Zongzheng of the clan family and was famous among the clan nobles.
His son Zhou Zhao was favored by him and became Lingshou Bo. He got the title of World Noble for no reason and made many people envious.
The original Zhou Mansion's reputation was naturally suppressed by the Princess's Mansion.
Not only those subordinates, but even Zhu Jing, as an earl, felt a little cold and irritable in his heart.
When the Patrol Headquarters was first built, it was almost overwhelmed by such a heavy task.
"Uncle Zhu is polite!"
"Uncle Zhou, you're welcome!"
Zhou Zhao had a smile on his face, but he couldn't hide the panic inside.
Although his family had such a great reputation, they had to bow their heads to Zhu Yi, the emperor's favorite and an important official in the capital.
"What was lost?"
The two of them were almost walking side by side, but Zhou Zhao was half a step behind, lowered his head, and said with a wry smile: "It's a gourd vase given by the emperor. It's a five-color gold-painted palm-shaped bottle with two sections. I heard it was made by Jingdezhen in the 16th year of Shaowu Period." Year, a batch specially made..."
"I see."
Zhu Jing frowned: "Your Majesty loves to play with these small and exquisite things. He also tied a rope around his waist, saying something like a gourd doll."
"It seems to mean more children and more happiness."
"It seems like there are only eight of them."
"That's right." Zhou Zhao suddenly puffed up his chest and said proudly: "At the beginning, His Majesty thought of the three former ministers of Xuan Guo Gong (Zhu Meng), An Guo Gong (Li Jizu), and Yi Guo Gong (Li Jingwu), so he gave one to each of them. handle."
"Xuan Guogong got a red doll with a male gourd on its head; An Guogong was in orange clothes, and Yi Guogong was in yellow clothes."
"My family got a green doll."
"That's right." Zhu Jing nodded: "The one your Majesty plays with every day seems to be a doll dressed in white."
"This thing is very valuable!"
"Yes!" Zhou Zhao's face immediately fell: "There are only eight of them in the world, and they were gifts from the emperor, so they were lost at my house..."
"Trouble!"
Zhu Jing frowned, and there was a strong bitterness in her heart.
This is something that can be heard directly from heaven.
If the eucalyptus is broken, it can increase the sacred volume for others, but it is not lacking for him!
If it is not broken, the emperor will definitely be disappointed with him, and the newly built patrol headquarters will lose all its majesty, and may even fail to recover.
If this thing were sold, it would cost tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands, which is money that many people would never make in eight lifetimes.
Don’t be afraid that no one will dare to sell it.
As long as someone dares to sell, someone will dare to buy. There are countless bold people in the world.
After all, after decades of waiting, who will still remember?
"How did you find out?"
Zhu Jing said in confusion.
Ordinary people naturally cherish the imperial gift so much that they even set up incense burners and burn three sticks of incense a day.
But for honorable nobles, they have seen many gifts like this. If they pray three times a day, there will be no place to put them down, so they are usually treasured and will not be taken out for inspection.
"The butler who holds the keys to the warehouse is missing."
Zhou Zhao said awkwardly: "That's why we realized something was wrong and took stock..."
"Being a thief?"
Zhu Jing expressed curiosity.
"His family members are all here and have been controlled. You can't just run away alone if you're a thief!"
"Moreover, none of the softness or anything else has been taken away. The house remains the same as before."
Zhou Zhao puffed up his chest and said, "This principle is very simple."
After many years of writing storytelling, he didn’t have a small hall. Isn’t this the case for Bao Gong and Di Gong?
"That's right."
Zhu Jing looked at the entire warehouse. The large number of treasures and gifts from the emperor were so colorful that it blinded her eyes.
The Zhou family's savings over the years are indeed eye-opening.
Ruyi and porcelain were wrapped in large and small wooden boxes, and there were many gold melon seeds and silver beans in yellow silk bags.
"It's strange. I didn't pick up so many things, but I only picked up a gourd."
Zhu Jing said doubtfully.
"It's probably because the gourd is of high value!" Zhou Zhao said, "This thief is also very discerning."
Zhu Jing checked carefully, but she had no clue.
Reluctantly, he returned to the Yamen and studied it all night, but there was nothing he could do.
At this time, Master Xing Ming said: "Generally speaking, it is almost certain that such a person is from the Zhou family, and it is difficult for others to succeed."
"Sir, can you check the eucalyptus?"
Zhu Jing was overjoyed.
The master said awkwardly: "The student is ashamed, he doesn't have the skills of Di Gong and Bao Gong, he just knows how to break a eucalyptus..."
Mr. Xing Ming doesn't know how to investigate, he just cuts it off.
That is to say, they are familiar with the laws and know the old city rules over the years, so they can carry out sentencing according to the rules and avoid officials from imposing wrong sentences.
At the same time, the experienced master Xing Ming will also peep out the details from the scrolls and see through the frame-up and bad habits of the subordinates.
All in all, he is still showing off his literary work, just like the judges of later generations.
Since the separation of officials and officials in the Song Dynasty, officials with imperial examination backgrounds have often been toyed with by local subordinate officials, which is equivalent to college students being fooled by old dogs after graduation. This is very normal.
Being good at reading does not mean you will be an official.
After all, being an official requires a lot of knowledge.
Therefore, over time, it became a tradition to hire a master.
Generally speaking, local officials will have three masters, Master Shuqi, Master Qiangu, and Master Xingming.
Master Shuqi is generally responsible for document writing and document processing, as well as external communications.
When writing a memorial to the emperor, if you make a single mistake, you may be beheaded, so it makes perfect sense to find someone to help you draft it.
At the end of the Qing Dynasty, Zeng Guofan led the Hunan army to repeated defeats. He wanted to jump into the river several times. His master wrote a note to him, changing the word "repeated defeats" to "repeated defeats". The order was reversed, and the meaning was very different. He was always favored by the Qing court. trust.
Zhao Shu, the first prime minister in the Shaowu Dynasty, was Sun Chuanting's master Shuqi.
Master Xing Ming doesn’t need to go into details.
Master Qian Gu is different. Most of them do not travel around with their proprietors, but stay rooted in the local area.
Because compared with the imperial yellow book, Master Qiangu's private book is the real yellow book, which contains the real local land survey list, list of wealthy households, official relationship map, industry rules and taboos, etc.
Therefore, Master Qian Gu was basically passed down from father to son, or master and apprentice, and he was the iron-clad local financial director.
Sometimes this kind of yellow book is worth tens of thousands of taels.
Emperor Shaowu was initially prepared to sever it, but after some attempts, the harm outweighed the benefits, so he continued to acquiesce.
The imperial examination, which was born because of studying, is the fairest selection method today, and the shortcomings need to be supplemented by the master.
This is naturally adjusted by history and has its own rationality.
Even if they undergo political internship, these people who are outstanding in reading may not necessarily become officials.
After all, if the article is well written, the memorial may not be good; if you read a lot of books, you may not be able to understand the laws of the Ming Dynasty.
Furthermore, the master is also the official's assistant and can avoid being manipulated by subordinate officials.
The existence of the master can be regarded as fixing the bottom line to a certain extent.
"However, the ones who are best at catching thieves by cutting off the eucalyptus are the old officials."
"Dong Weng can ask an old official to come."
Zhu Jing said in a cold voice: "As the saying goes, even if they are innocent, they should be killed. These evildoers are just good at stirring up trouble and beating them into submission!"
Seeing his resentment, Master Xing Ming didn't take it seriously and stroked his goatee: "Dong Weng has misunderstood. Those officials are only good at official affairs, but they are not good at breaking up love affairs."
"I'm asking you to invite me to work in the afternoon."
"At least thirty years of experience."
"Wonderful work?" Zhu Jing was stunned: "Aren't they inspecting corpses?"
Having said that, Zhu Jing still sent someone to invite Lao Wu Zuo.
His cheeks are thin, his eyebrows are sparse, his eyes are slightly narrowed, and his whole body exudes a coldness.
Fa Qianqiu is an ancestral Wu Zuo of Shuntian Prefecture. Since the Xuande period, the Legalists have been deeply rooted in Wu Zuo.
The eldest son is in charge of the business, while the second son and the youngest son are engaged in business, such as making paper, coffins, and shrouds.
When he gets old, he retires to look after the shop and lets his son do the work.
This line of work is passed down from father to son, and experience is taught word of mouth. It is impossible to find another person, and it is also difficult to find someone willing to work in this line of work.
Although the imperial court selected county officials through provincial examinations, Wu Zuo was not among them because they were too professional.
"Master Dharma, you have rich experience and have a keen eye."
Zhu Jing politely made a request.
Fa Qianqiu hurriedly lowered his head, and after some evasion, he could only go in first.
I saw that his eyes were narrowed to a slit at this time, and I was afraid that even a needle wouldn't be able to poke them in.
The eyebrows are bunched up, like twine.
His nose wrinkled and he kept sniffing, as if he could smell the smell of blood.
After a while, the entire room was searched, and everyone was a little impatient.
Fa Qianqiu then pointed to the chassis of the column and said: "A layer of paint here has been rubbed off. It must have been rubbed by a heel during the fight."
"Judging from its traces, it should be very intense."
At this time, his son came over with a dog.
Fa Qianqiu explained: "Although my nose is sensitive, it is no longer very sensitive due to the smell of corpses every day."
"I have raised some dogs in recent years. Dog noses are better than human noses and can smell smells from several days ago."
With that said, he asked someone to find some clothes and let the dog search for them.
Who knows, I just sniffed it lightly and went straight to the backyard before anyone could react.
Everyone was walking in a hurry along the way and saw a well.
The dog kept barking at the well.
"There are corpses in this well." Fa Qianqiu asserted.
Sure enough, a soaked body was recovered.
It was the missing steward.
Everyone looked at him like a god.
Immediately, Fa Qianqiu groped around the body, and after a quarter of an hour, he said: "This person was killed by someone. He should have been knocked unconscious, thrown into a well, and drowned alive."
"You see, the body spots are bluish red, which is a typical symptom of drowning."
"Also, there was drowning liquid in his throat. This was well water that was inhaled during his lifetime. If it was thrown in after death, it would naturally be impossible."
"It's also possible that he committed suicide by jumping into a well." Zhou Zhao couldn't help but cooperate.
"That's a good question." Fa Qianqiu smiled. The dry skin on his face made the smile very strange: "Look at his nails."
"This place is covered with moss on the walls of the well. If it was really suicide, how could there be such a violent struggle?"
"Very good." Zhu Jing couldn't help but said: "Since this person was killed, who is the murderer?"
"It should be someone from Zhou's mansion."
Fa Qianqiu whispered: "His fingers were stiff and he was holding a piece of rag."
"It's possible that the accomplice wanted to keep it all for himself, or it's possible that the key was stolen and then discovered..."
Fa Qianqiu lowered his head and said: "Under three trees, why can't you ask for it?"
"This is the commander-in-chief's business. This is all the junior officials can do."
"Um!"
The thief was discovered.
Zhu Jing nodded: "Call all the male servants in the Zhou Mansion. I want to see who has the courage."
Sure enough, after some coercion and torture, the murderer of the missing rag was found.
For a time, the General Patrol Office received a lot of praise.
However, Zhu Jing knew deeply that this was Wu Zuo's contribution, and also understood the importance of Wu Zuo.
Such a difficult case was solved by Wu Zuo in a matter of seconds, which is really impressive.
He found Fa Qianqiu and asked him the reason, as if he was breaking the casserole and asking for the truth.
Faced with the persecution of Shangguan, Fa Qianqiu had no choice but to take out a book:
"Clearing Wrongs"
Zhu Jing was stunned and flipped through it. It contained descriptions of human anatomy, autopsy, site investigation, identification of causes of death and injury, various manifestations of suicide or murder, various poisons, first aid, and detoxification methods.
It can be said that it has everything you need.
Everything Wu Zuo understands, or does not need to understand, is all listed above.
It is simply a sharp tool for breaking eucalyptus.
"Is this yours?"
Unconsciously, he used honorifics.
Fa Qianqiu smiled bitterly and said, "How can an old official have such ability?"
"This is a book written by Song Ci, a court council official in the Song Dynasty. It was about 400 years ago and went through three dynasties. It is a must-have item for lunch."
"Then why haven't I heard of it?" Zhu Jing was puzzled: "Such a sacred book should be widely publicized!"
"If all the officials in the world had one copy, why would they worry about injustice?"
"Commander-in-Chief, there are many taboos among the common people in the noon work industry. On weekdays, they would rather not be far away than ten feet away. It is difficult to get married and have children. How can the record of clearing grievances be spread?"
Fa Qianqiu said in a deep voice: "Furthermore, the records of cleansing grievances are not part of the imperial examination. How many officials are interested?"
"Even if everyone has a copy, those officials won't be able to read it..."
"As for the injustices, we all know them well. The only people who can make them happen are the officials. Clearing them up is just another day."
"You're right." Zhu Jing sighed. He stroked the line book and felt the roughness of its writing. It had become sallow and blackened, and he didn't know how many years it had gone through.
If his chief patrol officer hadn't suffered a fatal blow and been stimulated by his work, how would he know about the record of clearing wrongs?
Those officials would only instruct them to conduct inspections in the afternoon, and then the subordinate officials would frame the fault and distort the facts, resulting in unjust, false, and wrong cases.
Books cannot solve injustice, only people can.
"That's why we need a large number of people who can resolve grievances to enter the officialdom!"
