&;Chapter content begins&; Liu Bei visited the thatched cottage three times, only to see Zhuge Guan Yu passing five passes and killing six generals, and then meeting the emperor's uncle Zhu Ping'an. He also experienced boiling eagles and killing chickens to scare monkeys before he saw He Ao, the Minister of Punishment.
It's just pity that Qu Zhixian lost half his life.
Of course, even without Zhu Ping'an, Quzhi County would not be able to escape the pain of today's punishment. No way, this is life. You are a swordsman, and I am a fish. If you don't have strong strength, you will only be pressed on the cutting board.
After Zhu Ping'an watched the government officials carry the bloody Quzhi County away, he saw He Ao, the Minister of Punishment, who was surrounded by several officials.
The Secretary of the Ministry of Justice is an old man over fifty years old. His hair has turned white, but he has the demeanor of an honest and capable old man. He is broad-shouldered and round-waisted, and has a strong figure. He is at least half a head taller than himself. His skin color is not that of a scholar, but that of a warrior. His skin is a bit like his father's bronze color. So strong and powerful, no wonder it can withstand the imperial staffs of two emperors. This body looks like it can withstand beatings. If it were other weak officials, they would be lucky to be able to withstand one imperial staff. Ten officials would be able to withstand two imperial staffs. You have to hang eight. Especially during the Jiajing Ceremony Dispute, the Imperial Staff was real. Sixteen of the one hundred and twenty-four officials were killed on the spot, twenty-seven were dying, and seven or eight more did not survive a few days after returning. indivual.
He Shangshu walked forward with eight-character steps, walking at the front, followed closely by two officials and several subordinates. He Shangshu's steps were not fast, but he was very imposing. It seemed that he had been in a high position for a long time and had a leadership style.
He Shangshu just glanced at Zhu Pingan, but that glance made people very stressed. Zhu Pingan felt like he was being stared at by a tiger in the forest. Fortunately, the tiger was taking a nap, maybe it was full. Or maybe he was a picky eater and didn't pay much attention to himself, but just glanced at himself.
However, what can tigers do? Many tigers have become cushions on people’s seats, and even tiger penises have been soaked in wine.
What's more, this fierce tiger has now become Yan Song's subordinate dog. It's a pity that he has survived the imperial staffs of two generations of emperors, but he is kneeling at Yan Song's side, and there is no guarantee of his death.
"My lower official, Zhu Ping'an, has met Mr. He and all of you."
Zhu Pingan raised his head and looked at the Minister of Justice and his entourage who were getting closer and closer. He stood firm, with a respectful look on his face. He clasped his hands in a salute from a distance, stretched his arms forward, his right hand slightly bent inward, and his left hand Attached to it, move your hands from top to bottom from forehead height to chest height, and at the same time bend down at 45 degrees to salute.
He clasped his hands and saluted twice like this.
After that, Zhu Pingan remained bent over and motionless.
Not bowing down for five buckets of rice means having integrity and not being swayed by others. In ancient times, it was normal for people to clasp their hands as a gift when meeting high-ranking people. Even Hai Rui of "Beacon Hill" did not have to bow his hands to Shangguan in salute, but the officials around him knelt down to Shangguan to highlight that he was standing.
Of course, Hai Rui definitely didn't bend down as much as he did, it was the standard two times. Haha, if Hai Rui saw this scene here, he would definitely laugh at himself and Zhu Ping'an bent over and curled his lips.
one second
two seconds
Zhu Ping'an bent over and counted silently. It had been two seconds since he had saluted and said hello, but he still hadn't heard any response from He Ao, the Minister of Punishment.
At the third second, Zhu Ping'an heard an inaudible "hmm" sound. There was no unnecessary sound, and there was no ups and downs in the sound track. He Shangshu probably didn't even nod his head.
Speaking of such a strong man, you are constipated by talking so quietly.
Zhu Ping'an bent over and twitched the corners of his mouth without leaving a trace, and then replied loudly, "Thank you, sir." Then he stood up, with a respectful look on his face, even more respectful than the doctor Zhai Juntao on the side.
When officials of the Ming Dynasty met, if they were of the same rank, they would clasping hands or cupping their hands twice. If one party had a lower official rank than the other, they would move their hands to the right twice. Nod in greeting. At the same time, there is an unwritten rule, that is, when officials with low official positions clasp their hands in salute, they must salute greatly, just like Zhu Pingan.
As for He Ao, the Minister of Punishment, anyone with a high official position can return the favor as he pleases.
"Your Excellency, please take a seat." Zhai Juntao, a doctor in the Qing Dynasty Department of Civil Affairs, smiled and welcomed He Ao, the Minister of Punishment, to the center of the room.
"Master Wang, Master Liu, please." Doctor Zhai Juntao said hello to the other two colleagues with a smile.
"Mr. Zhai, you're welcome, please." Mr. Wang and Mr. Liu bowed their hands in return, bowing to each other and sat down.
Not only intentionally or unintentionally, everyone greeted each other and sat down. Only Zhu Pingan was left in the room, unattended and unattended, standing there, being watched like a monkey in a zoo.
"Hey, Ping An, why are you still standing? Sit down."
After standing for several seconds, Zhai Juntao seemed to have just discovered that Zhu Pingan was still standing. He said "Hey" and asked Zhu Pingan to sit down.
"Thank you, sir." Zhu Ping'an did not refuse. After thanking him, he sat down at the lowest position.
"Are you Zhu Pingan?" Mr. Wang, who was sitting under He Shangshu, turned his attention to Zhu Pingan, raised his chin and asked in a formal manner.
Nonsense, when I just gave up my seat, Dr. Zhai called me "Ping'an", I am not Zhu Ping'an or who else. Of course, Zhu Pingan would not say that.
"Yes, the lower official Zhu Ping'an has met all of you."
Zhu Ping'an stood up and bowed his hands in salute again, then glanced at the officials above him. In addition to Mr. Wang and Mr. Liu, who came with He Ao, the Minister of Punishment, the other subordinate officials could be ignored.
Wasn't there a Jin Yiwei who was just jointly trying the case of Magistrate Qu? Why didn't you see it? This Mr. Wang, who is in his forties, is definitely not a Jin Yiwei. The official uniforms he is wearing are not the uniforms of a Jin Yiwei. The official uniforms on Mr. Liu's body are not. The clothes are not Jinyiwei uniforms. Maybe the Jin Yiwei from the joint trial had other errands and didn't come over.
"Well." Mr. Wang who asked the question nodded, and then looked at He Ao, the minister of the Ministry of Justice who was sitting high up, and then looked at Zhu Pingan again and asked, "You don't need to be nervous, this time we are just getting to know each other." After confirming the date with the Metropolitan Procuratorate and the factory guard, we will notify you and Zhao Qianhu to come and submit your petition."
hehe
Well, I have been urged repeatedly before, but now I am not in a hurry. This is evident from the position of the Ministry of Punishment.
It seems that this petition will definitely be troublesome.
Zhu Ping'an was not surprised by this. He had been mentally prepared before coming, but now his guess was just fulfilled. ^
