Not to mention, Qi Bai was very lucky, at least today he was very lucky.
If he forced Lai Lai in the hall today, Da Lao Huang would definitely teach him how to behave and teach him how to behave in the next life.
Qi Bai had been "exposed" when he went to court yesterday. From the moment he was exposed, Huang, who was standing in the class, was already thinking about how to kill this bastard.
In fact, Huang Youwei didn't think about it for long at all, because Huang Youwei "understood" most of the courtiers in the court.
Among the adults who can enter the court to discuss politics, which of them are good men and women, and how many of them are clean in order to sit in high positions? What's more, many courtiers are from the previous court.
During the period of extreme corruption at the end of the previous dynasty, most of the officials had almost no cover. In order to fight for power and gain, they would do anything overt or covert, or cunning and obscene.
These are all black histories, and Huang Youwei remembers all these black histories clearly.
Black history is not scary, what is scary is Da Lao Huang’s careful thinking.
Zhou Ke's accession to the throne was able to keep these ministers and continue to serve as officials, which can be regarded as a disguised form of forgetting the past. But for Da Lao Huang, black history can understand a person and his style of doing things, and then use his style of doing things to influence other people. The incident was connected with it and became Huang Youwei's "weapon".
A novice like Han You was not worthy of carrying Da Lao Huang's shoes.
Let's talk about it now. Han You had just gotten up and was rubbing his eyes. Lu Baichuan said that a lawyer had come and was writing a petition to Mei Liu.
Han You was stunned for a long time.
How can a dog still write petitions?
In fact, the profession of litigators and lawyers existed as early as the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. At the end of the Spring and Autumn Period, Deng Xi, a scholar-bureaucrat of the Warring States Period, was the first famous litigator in history.
From ancient times to the present, litigation has been troublesome, especially in ancient times. The first step was to submit a complaint to the Yamen.
This first step alone stumped 99% of the people in ancient times.
Therefore, the profession of litigators emerged. However, litigators do not mean to help litigate lawsuits. They only write pleadings and various documents on behalf of others.
Litigation attorneys do not have a dedicated place of business. They usually work part-time as ghostwriters. Many poor scholars work directly on the street with a piece of cloth, helping to write pleadings, letters, etc.
In the earliest days, litigants were not like the lawyers of later generations who could go in and out of yamen to defend their clients endlessly, at least before the Song Dynasty.
It is worth mentioning that being a litigator is not a lofty profession. During the Tang Dynasty, there were special laws requiring litigants, which were extremely strict. By the Ming and Qing Dynasties, the status of litigants was still generally very low.
As for the litigants in the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty, they actually had some background connections. In addition to being able to write pleadings, they could also make suggestions. They would also be used as a channel to collect money privately and then hand it over to the responsible yamen and the person in charge.
In the previous dynasty, this kind of thing was normal, until a man named Han became the governor of Jingzhao Mansion...
Now the person who helped Mei Liu write the petition was called Pei Qi, and he was named very harshly. Most people would not dare to call him by this name, but Pei Qi's father dared to do so because his father's name was Pei Feilong.
In the previous dynasty, Pei Qi was a well-known litigator in Beijing. As long as he was given money, he would do anything. He even dared to help people sue officials. As long as the money was in place, he made a lot of money. Until someone The surname is Han..., that's what it means anyway. After Han took office, the people didn't bother to write petitions. They just beat the drum and talked about things.
Pei Qi is in his mid-thirties this year. He has a three-inch rat beard. It can't be said that he has the head and eyes of a deer. Anyway, he looks a bit like the animated version of Shen Gongbao.
This guy had a house in Bei City. When Fu Yuxiang went to Bei City and asked about it, the people all said that the naughty guy named Pei was good at writing. Then Fu Yuxiang brought this naughty guy to him.
When he arrived at the Han Mansion, Pei Qi almost burst into laughter when he heard that he was working for the emperor's personal army commander, feeling that he had a chance to make a comeback.
As a result, when he heard that he was going to sue the Prime Minister and his family, Pei Qi almost suffered a cerebral infarction and then died, so he thought he could buy a coffin in advance.
However, one thing is that this person is quite knowledgeable about praise. Wang Hai slapped the third one in the mouth, and Pei Qi obeyed. He listened to Mei Liu's "grievance" in a professional, responsible and serious manner. Remember, it’s just that his words were a bit leaky. When Brother Hai slapped the third person’s mouth just now, his front teeth were loose. It hurt when he spoke and he sucked in cold air.
Either that or this guy has seen the world. As soon as the yawning Han You came over, Pei Qi turned around and saluted with a look on his face that was full of flattery.
"Student Pei Qi, whose name is Shanyou, has met Commander Han, and can do things for Commander Han. That small blessing is a blessing cultivated by ancestors who have erupted fire in their ancestral graves for eighteen generations."
"Oh, Hello."
Han You scratched his nose and sat next to him. When he saw the guy's nose was bruised and his face was swollen, he said to Fu Yuxiang: "One code equals one code. You have to pay people to do things. You can't always use force. This is Jingzhong. Not Southland.”
"The young master taught you a lesson."
Fu Yuxiang nodded repeatedly, even worse than Pei Qi.
"That's right." Han You yawned again and rubbed his waist: "How much does it cost to write a petition to him?"
"Two hundred coins."
"Only two hundred Wen." Han You rolled his eyes fiercely: "It's not enough to make people laugh even if you tell me, give it to Guanyin."
"Yi Gui?" Fu Yuxiang hesitated: "Master, Yi Gui is a bit much."
"A lot of farts make it consistent."
"oh."
Fu Yuxiang responded and looked at Pei Qi, who had a bitter look on his face.
Pei Qi felt like crying. He groped in his arms for a long time and took out a handful of money: "Master Xiang, it's only seven hundred yuan. You owe it now, or I can go back and get it now."
Han You was shocked: "Why did he give us the money?"
Fu Yuxiang was stunned by this question: "Aren't we Yidaowei? We need to spend money to find someone to do things...?"
Pei Qi next to him nodded subconsciously.
Han You: "..."
Brother Hai angrily grabbed a handful of banknotes from his sleeve, took one out and threw it to Pei Qi.
Pei Qi's eyes lit up when he saw it.
Fu Yuxiang's eyes were red and he cursed: "Damn that's twenty strings. You study every day, why don't you recognize the number?"
Wang Hai picked up "Zhou Lv" and said calmly: "The smallest one is twenty strings."
"Then you should let him find it for you."
"Too troublesome."
Fuyuxiang: “…”
Brother Hai continued to read with his head down, not wanting to waste time on such meaningless things.
Han You didn't care at all. After receiving the money, he had to do things well.
"Keep it." Han You asked, "How's the writing going?"
Pei Qi hurriedly handed the bamboo slips containing the records to Han You, but the latter didn't take it: "Just say it."
Pei Qi shiveringly stuffed the banknote into his arms, with a look of hesitation on his face.
Fu Yuxiang said sternly: "Hurry up and don't tell me to return the banknote!"
"Brother Mei Liu's confession has been written down, but..."
Fu Yuxiang: "It's just what it is. Tell me quickly. If you can't tell me, return the banknote to me!"
Pei Qi gritted his teeth, lowered his head and said, "May I ask, Commander, why you want to sue the Prime Minister?"
