Chapter 645: The Criminal Department’s Statement (4)
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It’s extremely, it’s extremely.
After hearing this, Zhao Qiu and others finally realized why Yan Shifan raised objections. It was like killing two birds with one stone. Not only could it eliminate gossip, but it could also get twice the result with half the effort. Mr. Yan is really a talented person.
"What Master Yan said is, then I will learn from Master Yan and avoid it. I will leave this trial to Master Zhang." After Zhao Qiu figured it out, he stopped insisting and walked down from the presiding chair, with a gloomy expression on his face. With a smile, he cupped his hands and said to Yan Shifan and Zhang Gu in the auditorium.
“Master Yan’s high moral integrity is admirable.”
“In ancient times, there was Qi Huangyang who did not avoid enemies when doing external affairs and did not avoid children when doing internal affairs. Nowadays, Mr. Yan avoids the court to be honest. I I admire you so much.”
In the courtroom, there were many praises for Yan Shifan’s actions.
Zhu Ping'an stood in the courtroom, watching this scene quietly, with a slight curve in the corner of his mouth. You are really humiliating yourself by not being an actor.
Soon, after discussion between the presiding officer and the attending officials, it was determined that Zhang Gu, the right minister of the Ministry of War, would replace Zhao Qiu, the left minister of the Ministry of War, as the presiding judge.
The Criminal Department’s case continues, which is not much different from the trial. First, the identities of Zhu Ping’an and Zhao Daying were verified, and then the laws and regulations related to crimes such as frame-up and killing of good persons for defrauding others were read out, and then the substance was entered. Complaint stage.
"Zhu Ping'an, why do you want to impeach Zhao Daying?" Wang Xueyi, the Minister of Punishment in the courtroom, his eyes flashing, patted the gavel and asked loudly.
"Zhao Daying killed a good man and took credit. In Liujia Village at the foot of Yunmeng Mountain, more than a hundred miles north of the capital, except for a dozen young men who were recruited to fight against the Tatars and an old man who went out to fetch water, all the elders in the village All the heads of young women and children were 'borrowed' by Zhao Daying. There were fifty-nine heads of young women and children in the village, which became Zhao Daying's promotion resources. It was a pity that their father and brother were willing to risk their lives on the front line. Killing the enemy with arrows. How can a subordinate turn a blind eye to Zhao Daying's evil deeds? This is unbearable!"
Zhu Ping'an stood with his hands in the hall, looking at the judge in the courtroom. The officer exposed Zhao Daying's crimes. Even though it had been a long time since the incident, it was still hard to bear the anger in his chest when he recounted it, and a blazing flame flashed in his eyes.
ah? What?
There was an uproar in the courtroom. Some officials who were not aware of the case were shocked when they heard this. They looked at each other and then looked at Zhao Daying.
The composition of the auditing officials is similar to that of the presiding officials. The strict party accounts for the majority, but not all. They are all in a three-to-one ratio. The strict party accounts for three, the neutral party accounts for one, and the Li Mo party accounts for one. Therefore, not all officials support Zhao Daying, and some officials do not even know the facts of the case.
"Nonsense! What a bunch of nonsense! Spouting blood!"
Before Zhu Pingan finished speaking, Zhao Daying could not help but angrily scolded Zhu Pingan, glaring at Zhu Pingan angrily, his face Green veins popped up on his forehead, his eyes were about to burst, his beard and hair were spread out, and he pressed his chest hard with one hand, as if he had suffered a huge injustice for nothing and it was unbearable.
"Nonsense?" Zhu Ping'an stood there and quietly looked at Zhao Daying's hysteria. He curled his lips disdainfully, "Is Mr. Zhao guilty of guilt?"
People often use anger to express their anger. Zhao Daying is a typical example of concealing his guilty conscience. On the outside, he looks like he is furious and furious after being slandered, but in fact it is just another manifestation of his guilty conscience.
"That's nonsense! I'm sitting upright, why should I feel guilty!" Zhao Daying's voice went from low to high, and finally roared, as if Ma Jingtao was possessed, his face turned red. His blood felt like it was boiling.
Not only that, Zhao Daying clenched his fists and came to Zhu Pingan angrily, staring at Zhu Pingan angrily, "Master Zhu, I have offended you in some way. If so, If you say it, I will do it in front of you I apologize to you in front of everyone. Why use such despicable means to slander me!"
At this moment, Zhao Daying clenched his fists and stared at Zhu Pingan, as if he was angry. It seemed like he was going to beat Zhu Pingan violently in one second.
I really wanted to, Zhao Daying's fists were clenched tightly and trembling, like a hungry tiger pouncing on food.
Compared with him, the frail Zhu Ping'an was like fish on the chopping board.
"Why, is Zhao Daying trying to 'borrow' my head?" Zhu Ping quietly stood there motionless, slightly curling his lips and looking at Zhao Daying with squinted eyes. The fist as big as a mallet asked mockingly.
Zhao Daying originally wanted to use force to force others, but unexpectedly he used the wrong target. Zhu Pingan looked like a weak scholar, but he was more brave than the Tatar generals he looked up to on the battlefield. Facing him Not only did Zhu Pingan not blink an eyelid at the physical threat, but he also used this as a breakthrough point and jokingly brought up the matter of "borrowing" his head again.
In this situation, the way Zhao Daying clenched his fists menacingly can really make people think of more things.
"Nonsense, I am not that kind of person." Zhao Daying quickly realized something was wrong and took a step back.
"Haha." Zhu Ping'an looked at Zhao Daying and chuckled.
"That's enough, how can we tolerate such childish play in the courtroom!" The presiding judge in the courtroom slapped the gavel again, interrupting the verbal exchange between Zhu Pingan and Zhao Daying.
"Zhu Ping'an, do you know that I, the Ming Dynasty, falsely accused me of being rebellious, and my crime will be increased by one degree. You have to think about it carefully. You must cherish the fame you gained from ten years of hard study, and don't make any mistakes. . If the false accusation is found out in court, it will be too late." Wang Xueyi in the court looked at Zhu Pingan sternly and said slowly.
"Thank you for telling me, but for fame, Xiaguan is more concerned about the lives of the fifty-nine people in Liujiacun. When Xiaguan was elected, my parents told me several times that if you are an official and do not make decisions for the people, it is better to return home. The family sells sweet potatoes. I always keep my parents’ teachings in mind. Today, as I reported on that day, I ask you to thoroughly investigate this case and uphold the law of the country. I will live forever!”
Zhu Ping'an shook his head with a firm look on his face, then bowed to the court and bowed at an angle of 45 degrees to his knees. After standing up, he bowed and bowed to the spectators on both sides again.
"If you don't make decisions for the people when you are an official, it is better to go home and sell sweet potatoes."
Some officials in the gallery looked at Zhu Pingan's bent back and couldn't help but chew on this simple sentence. "Being an official and not making decisions for the people is worse than going home and selling sweet potatoes." For a moment, my heart felt like an electric shock.
They are not modern people, and they have never watched the Henan opera "The Seventh Grade Sesame Official" more than a hundred years later. Just hearing this sentence, their hearts were deeply touched, and a scene seemed to emerge before their eyes. : A young man who had just passed the national examination was riding home triumphantly in the spring breeze. After hearing the news that their son had won the election, the old parents put down their hoes and felt sad for a long time. They were afraid that their son would become a corrupt and ignorant official who preyed on the people after he became an official. So they taught their son over and over again that being an official would not make decisions for the people. , why not go home and sell sweet potatoes
The road to simplicity!
This sentence is simple, but it has profound meaning and is thought-provoking. It can be compared with my mother-in-law's tattooing of loyalty and devotion to the country, but she is not far behind!
No matter what the outcome of this petition is, Zhu Ping'an's saying "If you don't make decisions for the people when you are an official, it's better to go home and sell sweet potatoes" is a hit this time. Looking at the momentum, it will become popular soon. Daming. (End of this chapter)