The role of the Inspectorate was to use the small to control the big and protect the imperial power, but when it became a fish pond for party disputes, it became useless.
Now after reform, the Metropolitan Procuratorate maintains its independence, but its greatest role has become supervision.
As we all know, it is really difficult to expect a group of loudmouths to do practical things. What Zhu Yixi wants to do now is to formulate the prosecutor system of Japan and South Korea.
They are specifically responsible for investigating some political cases. For example, corruption in disaster relief, corruption in river engineering, fraud in imperial examinations, killing good people and pretending to be meritorious, etc., involve a large number of officials and political influence.
It would be too troublesome and unnecessary to send an imperial envoy every day. Therefore, it can be said that they are a standing special team.
The first thing this group of people must have is full of enthusiasm, a high bottom line, and can even be said to be as stubborn as an ox.
"In the central government, under the Metropolitan Procuratorate, we will first set up a procuratorate to train a group of highly professional officials for my use and let them investigate serious crimes..." The emperor was roasting on the fire and smelled the full smell of sweet potatoes in his nose. He couldn't help but feel an appetite, and he pulled it away regardless of the dirt, and didn't pay any attention to the eunuch's help.
Eating sweet potatoes with big mouthfuls, a hint of sweetness flooded into his mouth, filling his mouth with a soft and glutinous feeling, which made Zhu Yixi extremely satisfied.
After supplementing his nutrition, his mind started to work faster.
"In the local judicial system, the county judges the sentence and the sentence is not more than the sentence, the government examines the case, and the prosecutor makes the case again. This is too troublesome and is not conducive to the benefit of the people." Everyone understands the principle of officials protecting each other.
Generally, when there is no conflict of interest, proposals reviewed at the county level are rarely rejected.
Although there are cases of collusion of interests, most of these cases are not well-known, and it is difficult for the government and provincial levels to know the details.
The government has jurisdiction over several counties and the province has dozens of counties. How is it possible to check them one by one? Not realistic. So the review becomes a superficial process.
As long as the magistrate did not offend anyone, he would not be beaten back. But if he offended someone, he would be beaten back, which would be extremely painful.
Therefore, unless the public is extremely angry or the gentry intervenes, it will be difficult for superiors to know the details. Who can find out based on literature alone?
"So, according to the court system of later generations, there is a general judge in the county. If the plaintiff or the defendant is dissatisfied, he then applies for admission to the government. The general judge of the county will review the case, which is an intermediate court."
"In the end, if you still refuse to accept the decision, the Supreme Court will conduct a final review."
"The establishment of a prosecutor's office in the local area is responsible for investigating difficult cases and death penalty cases, which can be regarded as filling the judicial loopholes."
"The death penalty is thousands of miles away from Dali Temple. How can we find out clearly? If officials are not filial, they will be punished immediately, which will affect the success of the exam and require a prosecutor." Zhu Yixi shook his head. He clearly understood the unspoken rules in the officialdom. , but cannot be changed.
I have to praise others for their hard work.
"Don't rush, just take it step by step." Zhu Yixi chuckled. He is only forty years old now, so it's not too late!
...The heavy snow in Beijing is getting more and more rampant, and it is constantly paving on the streets. For a time, there are so many people, it is difficult for cars and horses to move, and there are some congestions.
The scoldings flew up and the complaints continued. Under the cold wind, the thinly-clad civilians felt very uncomfortable. The King of Liao looked at this scene with great interest and was not too cold. He opened the curtain and stared intently.
It was obviously treated as a drama and it was very lively. Although he was born with a noble stomach, the King of Liao especially liked the atmosphere of the market and would go back and forth.
In his opinion, the fun and laughter among the people are always better than the coldness and warmth in the palace. Although they are connected by blood, the affection between brothers is not even comparable to that of civil neighbors.
"Your Highness, the wind is strong." Zhou Zhao shrank his head. He really didn't understand the hobbies of the King of Liao. What's so good about quarreling? The quarrels between the common people were full of dirty words, which was degrading to gentlemen.
"You kid, you are nothing." King Liao put down the curtain without saying anything, and said helplessly: "Aren't the various flavors in the world interesting?" Zhou Zhao curled his lips.
The relationship between the two is excellent, and they don't mind it at all.
"By the way, have you found your gourd?" King Liao regained his concentration at this time and said enthusiastically: "Lend me your gourd for a few days. The old man is almost out of his mind and I'm not allowed to touch it." Zhou Zhao He smiled bitterly: "Sir, Uncle Zhu has found it, but I can't let you play with it, otherwise my mother won't be able to spare me."
"Your Majesty, don't you still have a few? Just go and ask for them." King Liao shook his head and said helplessly: "Even the crown prince doesn't have them, how can I have this ability?"
"However, Zhu Lingbizhi is planning to catch the thief. The theater troupe in Beijing has been arranged. Let's go and see how the performance is." He said with joy: "Boss Shang has a great voice, so he must be a good singer."
"Your boy will also make an appearance at this time, be proud of you, he will leave his name forever!" Zhou Zhao said angrily: "Fourth Master, you still say that, who doesn't know that you took the lead in arranging it, otherwise a mere actor would dare to offend me Zhou family?"
"Hahaha!" The King of Liao did not take it for granted, but laughed loudly: "I have been appointed as the editor-in-chief, responsible for compiling famous opera classics. How can I miss such a good thing that happened to your family?"
"It's not a family scandal. My father has forgiven me. What are you afraid of?" Seeing that Zhou Zhao was still unhappy, King Liao pretended to regret and said: "You know me, either next year or the year after tomorrow. You have to leave the capital and join the feudal clan."
"For you, listening to the opera is only a carriage ride away, and I'm afraid it's thousands of miles away."
"Your Highness, you always have many reasons." Zhou Zhao's eyelids twitched and he finally let out a sigh of relief.
"Hahaha, who told you not to accompany me to the Liao Kingdom?" The King of Liao patted his shoulder and said softly: "How about following me to the Liao Kingdom? I will go and convince my father."
"When the time comes, I will give you a Duke, a hereditary and irreplaceable Duke." After hearing this, Zhou Zhao admitted that he was moved.
But in an instant, he calmed down again. Although the earl became a baron after three generations, it was hereditary and no longer degraded.
Although a baron in Beijing is inconspicuous, he is definitely better than a prince in the Liao Kingdom. Opera, snacks on the streets, all kinds of cloth, and new gadgets were not available in the Liao Kingdom.
"Master, my parents will not agree."
"It's boring." King Liao breathed out: "Why did the old man give you a count for no reason? What a mess." The carriage was sparkling, and after a while, it arrived at the busiest place in the capital: Qianmenwai Street.
That is Zhengyangmen Street. From Wupai Tower through Zhengyang Gate to the Daming Gate, there are high-rise cloth sheds with vertical and horizontal aisles. From jewelry and antiques, silk and leather goods, calligraphy, painting, brushes and inkstones, to clothes and cloth, knives, scissors, ceramics, paper flowers and playthings, everything is available in one stall. There are a lot of tourists at this stall.
In the inner city, the west is noble and the east is rich, and a curfew is implemented at night at Hai hour, while in the outer city, business can be carried out until midnight, and the curfew is equivalent to no curfew.
The carriage arrived at a theater: Tongle Theater. In the Sui Dynasty, it was called a theater, in the Tang Dynasty, it was called a music shed, in the Song Dynasty, it was called a hook bar, and in the Yuan Dynasty, it was called a theater.
In the pre-Ming Dynasty, the old name was still used. By the Shaowu Dynasty, the commodity economy was developing rapidly and products were abundant. In order to attract customers, the restaurant attracted a large number of talents: newspaper readers, storytellers, erhu players, drum players, monkey performers, and wrestlers.
If you like to hear and see things like opera, you will naturally go to the restaurant. Over time, the charm of opera far exceeded that of others, and it became the most popular program in the capital.
Some performers who perform brilliantly are called horns or bosses, and the entire troupe depends on them for their livelihood. In this way, some people thought of building a theater in the style of a restaurant, specializing in singing and not bringing in other storytellers and monkey tricks.
The three floors of a three-story restaurant are filled with stands, tables and chairs. The five-foot-high stage is located in the center, where the actors are singing.
The third floor is a private room, which is private and condescending. The sound is clear and it is very enjoyable to watch. They serve good drinks and cost at least ten silver coins a night.
On the second floor is a spacious square table and chairs, which can seat four people for only one yuan, plus a table of snacks and tea.
The first floor is basically full of ordinary people. Xiao Mazha is sitting there, drinking high-froth broken tea. It can squeeze in a hundred people, and more people can be added as long as they can sit down.
Three copper coins can keep you entertained all night. You can only do it standing up, it costs two copper yuan, and there is no tea.
In the capital, those who carried bags at the pier outside Chongwenmen could only earn thirty or forty cash a day, which shows that the price of theaters is high.
After one night, a theater can earn at least ten or twenty silver dollars, excluding the expenses. The King of Liao loved theater so much that he naturally spared his money and spent a thousand silver dollars to buy a courtyard. Then he spent nearly five thousand silver dollars to build the largest theater in the capital: Chang'an Theater.
There are twenty private rooms alone, and the second and third floors combined can accommodate two to three hundred people. Because of this, he earned 1,500 silver dollars in one month, but he could not recoup his capital in half a year.
But there are hundreds of theaters in Beijing, big and small, but few can compare with the Chang'an Theater. Because Chang'an Theater not only has famous actors, but also constantly produces new plays, leading the entire Beijing opera community.
In this way, those theater troupes are more willing to cooperate with Chang'an Theater. Only the Chang'an Theater dared to arrange the play for Lingshou Bofu.
Outside the Chang'an Theater, Uncle Lingshou's carriage stopped. The sharp-eyed head of the hall hurriedly came over to greet him. He personally moved the carriage and said, "Fourth Master, uncle."
"Yeah!" King Liao nodded slightly, got out of the car in a low-key manner, entered the theater through the side door.
The whole process is extremely smooth and unobtrusive. Stepping up the stairs, King Liao entered his own large box and collapsed on the soft couch, not wanting to get up at all.
"Master, if you want to watch a play, you can just invite the theater troupe to come over. Why come here?" Zhou Zhao found a seat and sat down, taking a sip of tea.
"You don't understand." King Liao pointed at the people below: "These theater fans are all about money!"
"Whenever I come to the theater, when I see these people, it's like seeing pieces of silver coins, and I feel so happy." Zhou Zhao resisted the urge to roll his eyes.
While the two were chatting, Yiyi started singing on the stage. The originally noisy Qi Tower suddenly fell silent. Everyone stared at the stage intently and pricked up their ears.
Even the King of Liao was no exception. After a while, the King of Liao came to his senses: "Back then, this theater was still called the theater, but the people called it the theater casually."
"I know, it involves sacred taboos!" Zhou Zhao nodded. The emperor's name is Zhu Yixi, which has a similar pronunciation to "xi" and "xi". It doesn't matter in other rural areas, but it is a bit inappropriate in the capital.
"Your Majesty didn't care at all back then. He said casually, I am avoiding taboos. Don't say that they are homophones. Even if they are the same words, as long as they are not used together, there is no need to avoid taboos——"
"Your Majesty is so magnanimous that the ancient sages are not as generous as you." Zhou Zhao hurriedly raised his hands to the north and praised him.
"Hehe!" King Liao laughed and said: "Our Chang'an Theater came out on top and got this name."
"Even if the Chang'an Theater is only two or three years old, the number one theater in Beijing is my home."
"No one can compete with me." Zhou Zhao was suddenly startled: "Your Highness, you didn't write that memorial, did you?"
"Nonsense, am I that stupid?" King Liao said casually: "I just gave some advice to the censor." Suddenly, the singing started again on the stage.
King Liao was immediately distracted and interrupted the conversation. When the song reached its climax, a voice came out from the box on the third floor: "Reward——" The waiter waiting on the third floor hurriedly carried the plate into the room. When he came out, he hurried to the stage and shouted: "Master Zhu of Yuquan is rewarded with 100 silver yuan." piece--"
"Oh, what a big gesture." Zhou Zhao was shocked and couldn't help but said. One hundred silver coins may not seem like much, but it is a generous reward, just like feeding a cat or dog, and even Zhou Zhao is reluctant to part with it.
You can't waste money like this.
"What's this?" King Liao rolled his eyes at him: "Is this how much Jiao'er is worth?" As he said this, he gave an instruction in a low voice.
After a while, there was a sound on the stage: "Uncle Lingshou will reward you with two hundred yuan." In an instant, the whole theater was boiling.
Everyone on the stage bowed and gave thanks.
"Your Highness——" Zhou Zhao's face turned pale.
"Don't worry, I'll lend you your name and the money will be mine." King Liao said casually.
"Your Highness, the most important thing for me is my reputation!" Zhou Zhao gritted his teeth and said, "If my parents find out, they won't be able to break a stick."
"I will give you medicine, the best medicine for golden sores." King Liao chuckled. At this time, the box rang again, and then it said: "Master Zhu from Yuquan, I will reward you with another three hundred yuan -" clatter - the troupe on the stage wanted to kneel down and kowtow.
Good guy, enough to buy twenty acres of land. When the King of Liao was about to come again, Zhou Zhao quickly stopped him and said, "Sir, you are my biological father. If someone gives you money, you can't ruin their elegance!"
"You're right." King Liao finally said, "But I can't get the money from the reward to the troupe."
"It's also unseemly," he added.
"Yuquan Zhu family, I would like to know who he is." In the box, brothers Zhu Li and Zhu Fan sat opposite each other. The younger brother Zhu Fan said proudly: "Brother, look, that person is at a disadvantage."
"Who can beat our Zhu family when it comes to money?"
"Nonsense!" Zhu Yue shook his head: "If my mother finds out, I will reap the benefits for you."
"Hey, who knows our identities?" Zhu Fan said confidently: "It will be Chinese New Year when we get home. Even if the mothers know, they won't blame us."
"Besides, next year is the college examination, what if it affects it?"
"You're still smart, kid." After the play, the two brothers returned. As everyone knows, the King of Liao investigated their identities: "Jingzhai Academy, Zhu Yue, Zhu Fan, Yuquan Mountain..." He squinted his eyes and looked at these two people. How could they be so familiar?
The outline is somewhat familiar...
