Chapter 92 First Glimpse of the Official Way, Thank You, Lord Hou!
Chapter 92: First glimpse of officialdom, thank you Lord Marquis!
The next day.
Rooster crows.
The pavilions, pavilions, and market eaves were all covered with a thin layer of fine snow.
Snow showers fell in the middle of the night last night and did not melt until early morning.
Jiang Gaoyi walked up the ladder to heaven in a daze, looking at the palace at the top, feeling uneasy in his heart.
He suddenly felt that the road under his feet was as appropriate as his mood at the moment.
Like walking on thin ice.
He remembered Zheng Xiu's request yesterday.
"Lord Jiang, I implore you to report to the Holy Father tomorrow morning, saying that I, Zheng Xiu, abide by the law and have never exceeded it. However, the case of Princess Yurun has not yet been investigated. Until the day when the truth is revealed, I will remain silent. In Wangtian Prison. However, Zheng has been infected with wind and cold in the past two days and is feeling unwell. According to Daqian law, he applied for amnesty, one to seek medical treatment and the other to visit relatives."
Repeat offenders in Tianjian will be pardoned and released from prison.
In one of the volumes of the Daqian law, hidden in a corner that no one cares about, there is indeed such an "amnesty".
If the felons detained in the Sky Prison are not clearly convicted of capital crimes and their detention is postponed due to various reasons, under certain special circumstances, they can petition the Holy Spirit to be pardoned and released from prison, but this cannot exceed three days.
When this law was first formulated, its original intention was probably to leave a way out for certain dignitaries, so that they could exploit loopholes in the law and block the mouths of ignorant people.
But since this law was born, no one has ever used it.
First, dignitaries and relatives of the emperor and the country were rarely imprisoned in the four heavenly prisons unless they were sentenced to death.
As for the second one, as long as the dignitaries or relatives of the emperor who can enter the heavenly prison have already lost their power and have betrayed their relatives, who dares to take the risk of removing their heads and hats to report to the Holy One?
As a result, this "amnesty" law has always been nothing more than a decoration.
But the regulations are still regulations after all, and they are written into the Daqian Law.
When Jiang Gaoyi, the Secretary of the Ministry of Punishment, heard that Zheng Xiu was very familiar with the law, and even said that he was very good at every article and example, he was as shocked as if he had seen the top scorer in scaraoliu high school. He wondered why a wealthy businessman would practice law in a big way. So familiar.
Jiang Gaoyi came to the court hall in a daze, but he still had not made up his mind. Standing in the queue of the six ministers, Jiang Gaoyi was hesitant to make a decision.
In the morning, most of the civil and military officials reported good news but not bad news.
Even if someone reports that there is a flood, freeze or drought somewhere, they will soon say that it is now under control and the victims are living in order with the government's relief.
Reporting only sorrow but not good news means that an official is useless in his position and will be dismissed from office in the blink of an eye.
I even talked about a few trivial things in the morning.
For example, a small country in the Western Region wanted to send some beautiful princesses to marry and get married. The three princes secretly shook their heads after hearing this.
Another example is the small-scale disturbance by the barbarians in the north, but the soldiers guarding the north easily repelled the barbarian army disturbing the border, so it was not a big deal.
The three adult princes sat in the left column and listened to political affairs, with different expressions and remained silent.
Lao Wei, wearing a dragon robe and an imperial crown, sat upright and quickly responded to requests for instructions.
The morning session lasted for two full hours, and Jiang Gaoyi also stood silently for two hours.
"Gentlemen, do you have any other important matters to report?"
Old Wei was so angry that he looked down at the officials, who were silent and did not dare to say anything.
"My lord," suddenly, Jiang Gaoyi finally made up his mind, took a step to the left, and said, "Jiang Gaoyi, Minister of the Ministry of Punishment, please tell me something important."
Old Wei nodded: "But it doesn't matter."
Jiang Gaoyi instantly became the focus of civil and military officials.
These days, how many people are secretly trying to find ways to contact Jiang Gaoyi.
First, Jiang Gaoyi, a foreign official, took office as a new official and was inexplicably favored. Like the son of destiny, he became a master overnight, making people envious and envious; secondly, Jiang Gaoyi was the Minister of the Ministry of Punishment and in charge of the Public Prosecution and Justice Department. He had a high and powerful position, which coincided with the appointment of the Crown Prince on March 3rd. , everyone wants to win Jiang Gaoyi into their team.
Forming parties for personal gain is not allowed on the surface, but it does not say that it does not exist.
Jiang Gaoyi took a deep breath and his knees trembled slightly. But after shaking for a while, he remembered Zheng Xiu's calm tone when he spoke, and seemed to understand something. He suddenly said calmly: "The Zhonglie Marquis of the Zheng family has been infected with wind and cold recently. I feel unwell, and according to the special amnesty regulations of Daqian Law, Marquis Zhonglie requested that he be released from prison on December 30, January 1, and 2 for three days, seek medical treatment and visit relatives. Today, I have the courage to petition for Marquis Zhonglie. Your Majesty, please make your decision."
After speaking in one breath, Jiang Gaoyi took a step to the right and returned to the queue of officials.
Hear the words.
The three adult princes who were observing the political affairs had different expressions on their faces.
The eldest prince, who had been keeping his eyes closed as if to rest his mind, opened his eyes.
The second prince looked surprised, but more puzzled.
The third prince looked panicked and looked up at the eldest prince.
"Heh...that's Marquis Zhonglie."
In the main hall, Old Wei chuckled with unknown meaning, and then asked the officials: "Do the Qing families have any objections?"
The eldest prince tapped his fingers lightly without making any sound.
A person stands out from the queue.
It was Zhong Renfeng of Hubu, whose official position was two ranks lower than that of the deceased Shi Wentong. It was said that he was expected to take over the position of Doctor of Hubu in the near future, and be promoted and make a fortune.
Zhong Renfeng gritted his teeth and said loudly: "Your Majesty, it is absolutely forbidden. Princess Yurun's body is not cold yet, and the suspicion of Marquis Zhonglie has not been cleared. He must have other plans to apply for release from prison."
Someone came forward, and immediately several civil servants and ministers seconded the proposal one after another.
The reason is nothing more than the case of Princess Yurun.
The smile on Old Wei's face grew bigger and bigger. After several officials finished speaking, he asked: "Jiang Gaoyi, Minister of the Ministry of Punishment, what do you think about the application for release from prison by Marquis Zhonglie, the suspected murderer of Princess Yurun?"
Jiang Gaoyi cupped his hand and said, "I only have the courage to petition for Marquis Zhonglie. Whether he will be pardoned or not will be decided by the Holy One. I dare not make any unreasonable comments."
Damn it!
Jiang Gaoyi's words instantly darkened the faces of the officials who just came out to speak!
Didn't you bring up this topic?
The Holy Spirit asks us for our opinions and we express our opinions. What’s wrong with that?
How come we become "unreasonable opinions" when it comes to your mouth?
"Haha," Old Wei said with a smile: "You hold a high position as the Minister of the Ministry of Justice, and your responsibilities are yours, so feel free to say so."
Jiang Gaoyi secretly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, loudly stated the number and order of the "Amnesty Regulations" hidden in the corner, and finally said: "This request of Marquis Zhonglie is in accordance with the laws of Daqian."
Old Wei smiled and nodded, looking at the civil and military officials with a smile but not a smile, and then asked: "Do other members of the Qing family have any objections?"
The emperor seems to have placed an accent on the word "huan".
There was a dead silence in the main hall, and all the officials bowed their heads and said nothing.
We are all veteran officials. How can we not hear the profound meaning of the emperor's words? How can we not guess the subtle atmosphere in the palace?
If he shows up again now, he has really become what that old man Jiang Gaoyi said, a "wandering argument"! He has really become a bulging-headed bird in the officialdom!
Why didn't I see that you, Jiang Gaoyi, are so insidious!
Old Wei's eyes finally fell on the three princes.
The three princes were all silent.
"Hahahaha——" In the quiet palace, Old Wei suddenly raised his head and laughed: "I really have you! Zhongliehou! What a Zhongliehou!"
The three princes sat upright at the same time and looked at the emperor.
It was the first time that Old Wei laughed so freely in the court hall. No one knew whether this was a good sign or a bad sign. Everyone's scalp was numb, and they had the illusion that their heads were hanging on their belts and were about to fall off at any time.
"That's right!" The emperor laughed and waved his robe: "Retreat!"
…
Within the city.
"Wow! Look! There is a big hole in the clouds over the palace!"
"God bless Daqian, God bless Daqian!"
The common people noticed something strange.
Just now, the dark snowy clouds broke apart inexplicably, and there was a hole in the center of the clouds.
The bright sunshine shone down, making the Daqian Palace sparkle.
The snow on the steps has completely melted away, and a trickle of water flows down the steps.
When Jiang Gaoyi walked out of the palace, he felt that his whole body was weak and numb, as if he had walked through the gates of hell.
Made it out alive!
Several friends from official circles congratulated Jiang Gaoyi warmly on the road: "Congratulations, Mr. Jiang!"
"congratulations!"
"Mr. Jiang is truly as his name suggests, a man of high moral integrity and high righteousness!"
If it were Jiang Gaoyi in the past, he would have felt baffled by these words of congratulations.
But now that he heard it, he understood the gnashing of teeth, regret, ridicule, hatred and other deep meanings inside.
He looked at the smiling faces of his colleagues in the officialdom and vaguely saw all kinds of strange words written on their faces.
The same sentence is said by different people, said with different expressions, and said with different intonations. Jiang Gaoyi seems to be able to "see" various contexts and profound meanings.
In the past, he did not understand "official" clearly. He only knew that the water was too deep and the fire was too hot.
It wasn't until he asked for Zheng Xiu's performance that something seemed to poke his brain and he suddenly realized.
It turns out that this is officialdom!
In an instant, Jiang Gaoyi felt a sense of weightlessness, as if he had fallen into a lake. In his daze, Jiang Gaoyi vaguely seemed to see a crooked word "official" hitting his face.
"Congratulations, Mr. Jiang!"
A sound of congratulations woke him up, and a person raised his hand to him. It was clearly Ke Chuiliang, the Secretary of the Ministry of Revenue. Ke Chuiliang passed by Jiang Gaoyi with a smile: "I hope Mr. Jiang will not regret what happened today."
Jiang Gaoyi ignored Ke Xunliang, hurriedly lifted his legs and walked out of the palace.
Several Zheng's coachmen had already parked on the avenue, and one of them walked towards Mr. Jiang with a smile: "Sir, do you want to use a car?"
Jiang Gaoyi, who had just woken up from a dream, was stunned for a moment, then nodded vigorously: "Use the car! Use it!"
Not long after, Jiang Gaoyi, still in his official uniform, came to the prison and reunited with his former inmates.
When he saw Zheng Xiu, who had two big dark circles under his eyes and looked tired, but was still painting on rice paper, Jiang Gaoyi turned his head and said, "Thank you, Lord Marquis!"
Before Jiang Gaoyi had time to salute, his eyes blurred, and his elbows were already being held by Zheng Xiu.
Zheng Xiu was surprised: "Why did Mr. Jiang do this great gift? How can I, Zheng, bear it?"
Jiang Gaoyi originally wanted to kneel down.
But he was obviously not tough enough as Mr. Zheng. He did not kneel down for this gift, so Jiang Gaoyi had no choice but to give up.
He then told Zheng Xiu exactly what happened in the morning.
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