Everyone rushed to the side to watch the excitement. Some people dared to criticize the Ministry of Supervision, which was a big deal. Everyone stretched their necks to see how Lu Zhu would deal with this matter.

"That's right! Mr. Qian, you reminded me. The Supervision Department can monitor your house, but it does not have the right to search your house." Lu Zhu had a smile on his face, but a cold light shone in his eyes.

"Hmph! You have a little power, but you flout the national law. I want to impeach you." Master Qian became even more arrogant after hearing Lu Zhu's words, baring his teeth and claws like a mad dog.

"Yes! I don't have the right to search your house, but I have the right to maintain order in the Supervision Department. You roared at the Supervision Department and disrupted our office order. What crime do you deserve!" The smile on Luzhu's face disappeared in an instant.

, replaced by eyes as cold as ice.

"I...! This...!" Mr. Qian was speechless when he saw a large group of officials watching the fun behind him. He felt like he had been fooled!

"According to the Ming Dynasty Laws, those who disrupt the office order of the yamen will be sentenced to three days in the pillory for minor offenses. Those with serious offenses will need to be transferred to the yamen...!" Mr. Qian was speechless, and the clerk from the Supervision Department behind him immediately stood up and said,

Reciting "Daming Rules" is like eating and drinking.

"No need!" Luzhu interrupted the clerk's show off and pointed at Mr. Qian: "I guess you didn't mean to cause trouble, so I won't have to go to the Yamen to answer the crime."

"Thank you, girl! Thank you, girl! You are Xiaguan's reborn parents. Thank you! Thank you!" Mr. Qian wiped the sweat from his forehead. Finally, this girl didn't care about him. Otherwise, I don't know how many people would have died this time.

Ugly.

"Don't be too busy thanking me. My yamen also has rules. Your matter will be treated as a minor punishment. Someone comes and brings a cane. Lock him to the big stone lion at the door and hold him in the cane for three days."

As soon as Zhu's words came out, everyone felt chills running down their backs. If you don't take action easily, someone will die if you take action. We are all officials, and everyone knows what the flail is.

With thirty kilograms of stuff tied around his neck, if he were really put on the pillory for three days, he wouldn't be able to recover in two or three months. If the guards were mischievous and they didn't give him food or drink for three days, he would have a narrow escape from death.

"I hate your grandma, you old maid who has no one to marry. You won't have any chance of having a fucking son in the future!" Mr. Qian felt that he had been tricked, and he pointed at Luzhu's nose in anger.

Start scolding.

Lu Zhu said nothing and looked at him coldly.

"The imperial court still wanted to be dignified and stripped his official position. He was locked up outside and fettered for three days to serve as a warning to others!"

"No!" Immediately, a guard rushed forward like a hungry wolf and knocked Master Qian down with one punch.

Mr. Qian has been studying since he was a child, so he has never experienced this. After being hit on the head by this punch, he was completely dizzy. He allowed the guards to take off his official uniform and carry it outside like a little chicken.

When some officials from the Ministry of Punishment saw the big shackles, they knew that Mr. Qian would die this time.

It was a pair of large shackles that weighed 80 kilograms. They were usually worn by death row inmates or serious criminals before they were executed. The weight of 80 kilograms weighed heavily on your shoulders, even if you were a tall man.

It won't last long.

At first people can sit next to the stone lions, but after a day they can no longer sit still and can only lie down.

With eighty kilograms of weight pressed on the chest, breathing becomes a problem in the end. The more you breathe, the more tired you become, and the more tired you are, the more you have to take a deep breath. People are trapped in a death cycle, and they will die of exhaustion in less than three days.

None of the heroes in the world could hold up such a big yoke, let alone a scholar like Qian Yuanwailang who had no power to tie a chicken.

Mr. Qian is dead this time!

The guards didn't care about this. They took off the iron chain from the watchdog of the Supervision Department and put it directly around Mr. Qian's neck. A big lock weighing eight kilograms locked the person with a "click". He put the key in his pocket.

, turned around and went back to resume his life.

Although the temperature in the capital was very warm, it was far from enough for wandering around in a vest and underpants. Poor Mr. Qian was weighed down by an eighty-pound shackle. It was difficult to even breathe, so he simply didn’t need to stand.

During the rest of the time, he half-lyed and half-sat in front of the stone lion. After a while, his face began to turn purple and he started to stick out his tongue.

A lesson learned from the past!

Some officials in the queue quietly left, preparing to fill out their application forms again. Those noisy guys immediately became orderly, and there were occasional people in the long queue whispering to each other, but no one made any loud noises anymore.

There have also been changes at the Ministry of Supervision. Each official submits his or her own materials. The Ministry of Supervision issues a receipt, and then you can go home and work. As for the inventory of officials’ private property, that will come later.

Things. Let’s collect all the materials today, so that a large number of officials will not pile up in the Supervision Department and the various departments of the imperial court will have to work.

In one day, hundreds of officials of all sizes in the imperial court submitted their documents. When the last person walked out of the door before the Supervision Department got off work, Mr. Qian was already lying on the ground at the door, not knowing whether to live or die.

As for the two Ministry of Revenue officials, Lu Xiangsheng conducted a public trial based on the principle of handling special cases.

Everyone knows the outcome of the trial. There must be witnesses, physical evidence, and stolen money found at home. In these days, no one can find these things in their home.

The trial process went extremely smoothly, but the verdict was surprising. Even shocking!

According to past experience, the worst case scenario would be to arrange a banishment. The prisoner and his family would have to travel three thousand miles and be sent to Heilongjiang to suffer the cold, or to Lingnan to be exposed to the sun. The latest punishment might be to send him to Australia to manage a group of Southeast Asian savages.

Mine.

It can be said that the Ming Dynasty's punishments for officials in recent years have been very humane.

The two heads of the household department are far from being treated in a humane way.

When Lu Xiangsheng said the word Lingchi, everyone was stunned.

How many years have there been no beheadings, and now people are suddenly being sentenced to death? I have seen it a few years ago, but during the war, those who committed crimes were all very evil people. I didn’t expect that even a small corruption would be sentenced to death.

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Of course, Li Xiao would not miss such a good educational opportunity. He killed these two chickens just to scare those restless monkeys.

"All officials in the capital, ninth grade and above, will attend the execution." Li Xiao said while reviewing the drawings.

"All ninth graders and above will participate in the execution viewing?" Zhang Huangyan was stunned for a moment. There was no such rule in the past.

"Yes! All officials of the ninth rank and above will participate. No one is allowed to be missed, uh... and no one is allowed to report illness." Li Xiao didn't even raise his head, still looking at the huge drawing below.

"Mr. Sun, he...!"

"Don't miss anyone, don't report illness!" Li Xiao raised his head and glanced at Zhang Huangyan dissatisfied.

"Uh...! No!" Zhang Huangyan had no choice but to invite Sun Chengzong in person.

"Isn't this too much? After all, Mr. Sun is also...!" Li Xiu stood next to Li Xiao and said carefully.

"Mr. Sun's wisdom is not something you and I can guess. It's not a problem to be bored in the house all the time. Maybe it will be better if you come out and get some air."

Li Xiu curled his lips, would it be better for a sick person to see a living person cut into pieces? He was not prepared to pay attention to Li Xiao's fallacies, so it was better to show his eldest brother the latest model of warship. This was the first one produced at the Java Shipyard.

The warship is also the first warship made of steel produced by Australian steel plants.

This battleship is 300 meters long and 90 meters wide. It is powered by ten boilers and has a calculated displacement of 11,000 tons. This is a real maritime giant, with only two doors.

The 360mm triple front main gun set a world record.

None of the currently known warships can withstand the blow of this kind of shell. As long as one shot is fired, the least serious injury will be serious. Even a near miss may cause the warship to be damaged.

All in all, this is a standard steel behemoth.

"Very good, just follow this drawing for construction. However, it cannot be produced in Java. It must be produced in Port Arthur!" After looking at this drawing for a long time, Li Xiao finally understood the age of big ships and cannons, and how long it took to build a ship.

expensive.

The cost of building this ship has reached 1.55 million silver coins. This does not include possible changes in the future. If some new weapons are added, it may cost 1.6 million silver coins.

"But the Java shipyard is almost complete and will be able to start production this year...!"

"Fighting a war requires not only warships, but also a large number of supply ships. Besides, most of the merchant ships sailing in the South China Sea are sailing ships off the coast of Fujian. It makes sense for me not to allow them to go out to sea.

When this kind of sailing ship reaches the sea, it means leaving its life to God. When traveling along the Cochin coast in the South China Sea, it can still have a chance to enter the harbor to escape from typhoons or the like.

After leaving the Singapore Strait, where is the place to supply them? This is why I ask them to unload the goods in Singapore and then traffic them by Arabs or Europeans.

The shipyards on Java Island can not only produce warships, but also commercial ships. These merchant ships should be sold to the maritime merchants along the coast of Fujian, and they should be very happy. In this way, some small maritime merchants can be squeezed out, and the country's control targets can be smaller.

, when there are only a few large merchants floating around, the smuggling problem can be solved.

Another reason is that local technical talents cannot flow out. We always have to keep the best technology in our own hands, and we can no longer let Wu Sangui steal it unscrupulously.

Almost all the geniuses from Oxford, Cambridge and even Europe are concentrated in India. Wu Sangui is very willing to spend money in this regard. In the near future, their technology will catch up with or even surpass ours. This is what I think

What worries me the most is that a great man once said that if you fall behind, you will be beaten.

When I defeated the Tatars, it was not because our Liao army was better than the Eight Banners soldiers. In fact, it was just the opposite. If the Tatar Eight Banners soldiers randomly pulled out a flag during hand-to-hand combat, we were no match.

But I came up with smokeless gunpowder and flintlock muskets, and the advantages of weapons allowed us to crush the Tatars to death. Without the advantages of weapons, our brothers would be able to beat drums now."

"Maybe it was made into a wine glass by Huang Taiji!" Li Xiu joked at the side.

"Yes! Maybe it was made into a wine glass by Huang Taiji. So, we cannot fall behind. Falling behind is a disaster! Let the Xu brothers train talents well at Jinzhou Institute of Technology. If the country wants to be strong, it is absolutely indispensable for these technical talents.
Chapter completed!