The tenth day of March.
On this day, Lin'an City woke up much later than usual.
Although they are threatened by evil diseases, most people have no choice but to yawn and start running for a living.
When people meet each other, their eyes touch each other, and a silent communication is reached. Destroy the loyal king and keep him safe!
Ordinary people in this era had a natural fear of the imperial power, and Lin'an, as the nominal capital and the de facto capital, was at the feet of the emperor, and the people had a more intuitive sense of the pressure of the imperial power.
Therefore, this seemingly rebellious statement was still not dared to be uttered in broad daylight.
These fires are hidden in the hearts of the people, and when they are ignited at a certain opportunity, they turn into raging flames and incinerate the loyal king into ashes.
And this opportunity, under the control of thoughtful people, seems to come very quickly!
Dali Temple is located in Zhaoxianfang in the north of Lin'an City, adjacent to Renhe County Government.
In the early Song Dynasty, all litigation cases were adjudicated by other departments, and Dali Temple was only responsible for sending reported cases nationwide to the Criminal Court for review and then reporting.
After Yuanfeng was reorganized, his authority was greatly increased, and he began to be in charge of judging litigation cases, sentencing, interrogation, etc., which was the highest judicial body of the Song Dynasty.
General cases are tried and decided by local yamen at all levels. Only major and important cases, official crimes, and cases designated by the emperor will be heard here, so the entrance of Dali Temple is generally relatively quiet.
Because they didn't sleep well last night, the government officials who were responsible for guarding the gate were all holding fire sticks and dozing off like chickens pecking at rice.
At this time, a woman in ragged clothes came to the door of Dali Temple with a baby in her arms, and two girls behind her, grabbing the corners of her clothes.
The woman looked up at the plaque on the door to make sure she was in the right place, then walked towards a government official.
The yamen servant noticed someone approaching, shook his head and opened his eyes, and couldn't help but get angry, "Go, go, go! You don't know where to beg for food! Get out of here..."
"Master, the women are not begging for food, but are here to complain."
The woman spoke clearly and had the aura of a wealthy family in her tone.
The yamen servant was surprised and couldn't help but take a second look at the woman. Although her clothes were in tatters, she had delicate features and fair skin, which was obviously not something that poor people could have.
But he was surprised, and the yamen officer was still impatient, "Complain? Then you are in the wrong place. Walk fifty steps to the left and go to the Renhe County yamen to file a complaint. We don't accept ordinary cases here!"
But the woman was very stubborn, "You're right, you're looking for Dali Temple. My case is not an ordinary case. No other government office dares to take the person I want to sue!"
At this moment, a Dali Temple official wearing a scarlet official uniform seemed to have walked to the yamen door accidentally. Seeing this scene, he came to the woman.
"This is strange. I wonder who you want to sue?"
The woman did not answer immediately. Instead, she looked at the official carefully and said cautiously, "I wonder what the official's position is?"
"You are so bold and unruly! Don't be presumptuous!" the officer yelled, holding a fire stick and trying to teach this woman who didn't understand the rules a lesson.
This time, it attracted the attention of the people passing by.
But the official waved his hand to stop the yamen servant, and smiled gently at the woman, "What is my position, and what does it have to do with your complaint?"
The woman had just seen that the government officials were about to take action and was not afraid, but the two girls were so frightened that they hugged her legs and shivered, looking very pitiable.
"The case of a civilian woman is of great importance. Don't dare to leak it easily until you find the right person, otherwise you will be killed!" the woman said loudly.
Upon hearing this, passers-by became even more curious and began to gather around him, hoping to earn some conversation points.
"Okay." The official seemed to be easy to talk to and still gentle, "I, Yuan Ze, Shaoqing of Dali Temple, no matter how big your case is, as long as it is true, I will take it!"
"Woman Wu, this is Yuan Qingtian. He has always been fair, strict, and selfless. He has dealt with so many corrupt officials!"
"That's right, there is no case in our Song Dynasty that Yuan Qingtian dare not take!"
"Madam, you are lucky today. You met Yuan Qingtian, who will definitely give you justice!"
Passers-by's words to you and me are all kind-hearted.
Yuan Shaoqing bowed to all directions, "Thank you for your support. Yuan just did what he should do and has a clear conscience. He does not deserve such praise."
"It's worth it, it's worth it, Yuan Qingtian is worth it!" passers-by praised loudly, and it was obvious that Yuan Ze indeed had a good official reputation.
Yuan Shaoqing was calm and looked at the woman warmly, "Now, can you feel free to tell me?"
The woman hesitated for a moment, then nodded firmly, "The only thing women can do is believe in Yuan Shaoqing. Da Ya, Er Ya, take off your clothes!"
Undress! ?
What is this? There are people who complain like this! ?
Passers-by were shocked, thinking that there was something wrong with their ears and they heard wrongly.
But the two girls, who were no more than five or six years old, heard the woman's instructions and released her thighs. Then, trembling, they each took off their thin tops.
Everyone was shocked, not because the little girls were naked, but because of the dazzling blood red on their petite bodies.
The two girls were shivering and cold, but they gritted their teeth and slowly turned around, showing their backs to everyone.
On their backs, four big characters were written in blood!
Appeal in tears!
The loyal king kills indiscriminately!
Looking at these eight bloody words, everyone's heads were buzzing!
The woman slowly took out the petition, also written in blood, from the swaddling clothes of the boy in her arms, and handed it to Yuan Shaoqing.
"Civilian woman Cai Li, the wife of Cai An, the former 54th Commander of the Forbidden Army Wei Guo, is suing King Zhong for killing my husband without any reason!"
