Liu Bei visited the thatched cottage three times before meeting Zhuge; Guan Yu passed through five passes and killed six generals before meeting the emperor's uncle; Zhu Ping'an also experienced the experience of boiling an eagle and killing chickens to scare monkeys before he was able to meet He Ao, the Minister of Punishment.Δ
It's just a pity that Qu Zhixian lost half his life.
Of course, even without Zhu Ping'an, Quzhi County would not be able to escape the pain of today's torture with the cane. There is no way, this is life. People are slaves, and I am fish. If you don't have strong strength, you will only be pressed on the cutting board.
After Zhu Ping'an watched the government officials carry the bloody Quzhi County away, he saw He Ao, the Minister of Punishment, who was surrounded by several officials.
The Secretary of the Ministry of Justice is an old man over fifty years old. His hair has turned white, but he has the demeanor of an old and honest man who is still able to make a living. He has a big chest and a round waist, a strong figure, and is at least half a head taller than himself. He is
His complexion is not that of a scholar, but rather that of a warrior. His skin is a bit like the bronze color of his father. He is so strong and powerful, no wonder he can withstand the imperial staffs of two emperors. This body looks like it can withstand blows. If it were other weak officials,
Being able to bear one imperial rod is a good fortune. After two imperial rods, eight out of ten officials had to bear eight. Especially during the Jiajing Etiquette Controversy, the imperial rods were real. There were 124 officials on the spot.
Sixteen of them were beaten to death, twenty-seven were dying, and seven or eight more did not survive a few days after returning.
He Shangshu walked forward with eight-character steps, walking at the front, followed closely by two officials and several subordinates. He Shangshu's steps were not fast, but he was very imposing. It seemed that he had been in a high position for a long time and had a leadership style.
He Shangshu just glanced at Zhu Pingan, but that glance made people very stressed. Zhu Pingan felt like he was being stared at by a tiger in the forest. Fortunately, the tiger was taking a nap, maybe it was full.
Or maybe he is a picky eater and doesn't pay much attention to himself, but just glances at himself.
However, what can tigers do? Many tigers have become cushions on people's seats, and even tiger penises have been soaked in wine.
What's more, this fierce tiger has now become Yan Song's subordinate dog. It's a pity that he has survived the imperial staff of two generations of emperors, but he is kneeling at Yan Song's side, and he will not be safe at the end of the festival.
"My lower official, Zhu Ping'an, has met Mr. He and all other gentlemen."
Zhu Pingan raised his head and looked at the Minister of Justice and his entourage who were getting closer and closer. He stood firm, with a respectful look on his face. He clasped his hands in a salute from a distance, stretched his arms forward, his right hand slightly bent inward, and his left hand
Attached to it, move your hands from top to bottom from forehead height to chest height, and at the same time bend down at 45 degrees to salute.
He clasped his hands like this and saluted twice.
After that, Zhu Pingan remained bent over and motionless.
Not bowing down for five buckets of rice means having integrity and not being swayed by others. In ancient times, it was normal for people to bow their hands and salute when meeting high-ranking officials. Even Hai Rui of "Beacon Mountain" had to bow his hands and salute the superior, but when he was around him
All the officials knelt down to show that the Shangguan was standing.
Of course, Hai Rui definitely didn't bend down as much as he did, it was still the standard two times. Haha, if Hai Rui saw this scene here, he would definitely laugh at himself and Zhu Ping'an bent over and raised the corners of his lips.
one second
two seconds
Zhu Ping'an bent over and counted silently. It had been two seconds since he had saluted and said hello, but he still hadn't heard any response from He Ao, the Minister of Punishment.
At the third second, Zhu Ping'an heard an inaudible "hmm" sound. There was no unnecessary sound, and there was no ups and downs in the sound track. He Shangshu probably didn't even nod his head.
Speaking of such a strong person, you are constipated by talking so quietly.
Zhu Ping'an bent over and twitched the corners of his mouth without leaving a trace, and then replied loudly, "Thank you, sir." Then he stood up, with a very respectful look on his face, even more respectful than the doctor Zhai Juntao beside him.
When officials in the Ming Dynasty met, if they were of the same rank, they would clasping hands or cupping their hands twice; if one party had a lower official rank than the other, they would move their hands to the right twice, and if the official rank was higher, they would move their hands to each other twice.
Nod in reply. At the same time, there is an unwritten rule, that is, when officials with low official positions clasp their hands in salute, they must make a big salute, just like Zhu Ping'an did.
As for He Ao, the Minister of Punishment, anyone with a high official position can return the favor as he pleases.
"Your Excellency, please take a seat." Zhai Juntao, a doctor in the Qing Dynasty Department of Civil Affairs, smiled and welcomed He Ao, the Minister of Punishment, to the center of the room.
"Master Wang, Master Liu, please." Doctor Zhai Juntao said hello to the other two colleagues with a smile.
"Mr. Zhai, you're welcome, please." Mr. Wang and Mr. Liu bowed their hands in return, bowed to each other and sat down.
Not just intentionally or unintentionally, everyone greeted each other and sat down. Only Zhu Ping'an was left in the room, unattended and unattended, standing there, being watched like a monkey in a zoo.
"Hey, Ping An, why are you still standing? Sit down."
After standing for several seconds, Zhai Juntao seemed to have just noticed that Zhu Pingan was still standing, and said "Eh" and asked Zhu Pingan to sit down.
"Thank you, sir." Zhu Ping'an did not refuse. After thanking him, he sat down in the lowest position.
"Are you Zhu Pingan?" Mr. Wang, who was sitting under He Shangshu, turned his attention to Zhu Pingan, raised his chin and asked formulaically.
Nonsense, Dr. Zhai called me "Ping'an" when I just gave up my seat. I am not Zhu Ping'an or who else. Of course, Zhu Ping'an would not say that.
"Yes, the lower official Zhu Ping'an has met all of you."
Zhu Ping'an stood up and bowed his hands in salute again, then glanced at the several officials above. In addition to Mr. Wang and Mr. Liu, who came with He Ao, the Minister of Punishment, the other subordinate officials could be ignored.
Wasn't there a Jin Yiwei who was just jointly trying the case of Magistrate Qu? Why didn't you see it? This Mr. Wang, who is in his forties, is definitely not a Jin Yiwei. The official uniforms he is wearing are not the uniforms of a Jin Yiwei. The official clothes on Mr. Liu's body are not those of a Jin Yiwei.
The uniforms are not Jin Yiwei uniforms. Maybe the Jin Yiwei who was examined by the joint committee had other errands and did not come over.
"Well." Mr. Wang who asked the question nodded, and then looked at He Ao, the Minister of the Ministry of Justice who was sitting high up, and then looked at Zhu Pingan again and asked, "You don't need to be nervous, this time we are just getting to know each other."
After confirming the date with the Metropolitan Procuratorate and the factory guard, we will notify you and Zhao Qianhu to come and submit your petition."
hehe
Well, I have been urged repeatedly before, but now I am not in a hurry. This shows the position of the Ministry of Punishment.
It seems that this petition will definitely be troublesome.
Zhu Pingan was not surprised by this. He had been mentally prepared before coming, but now his guess was just fulfilled. (To be continued.) 8