Hou Zhihan asked Wang Siren: "Does the teacher recognize that Zhang Yuan?"
Wang Siren turned around and signaled to Zhang Yuan, who then came over and saluted Hou Zhihan and said: "My dear Zhang Yuan, please pay homage to the county magistrate." He took out the calligraphy of his great uncle Zhang Rulin from the bottom of his sleeve and presented it to him.
Hou Zhihan took a quick look and knew what he was doing. He looked at the neat young Zhang Yuan and then at the Yao scholar in the hall. He thought to himself: "Yao Tiezui, you really overestimate your capabilities. You dare to falsely accuse Zhang Rulin's grandchildren, let alone the king."
The teacher has just said that Zhang Yuan listened to Sanxian's story at Xi Zhang Zhuang Yuan in the afternoon. Even if Zhang Yuan really beat the slave, so what? If the master beats the slave, as long as it does not cause death or disability, it does not count.
What kind of crime is it? If a slave accuses the master falsely, he will be thrown into the army."
Zhang Rulin was a great gentry in Shaoxing and a very influential figure in Shilin in the south of the Yangtze River. Regardless of whether he was the prefect of Shaoxing or the magistrate of Kuaiji and Shanyin counties, the first thing he did when he took office was to visit a well-known local squire like Zhang Zhuolin. Otherwise, otherwise
, it is difficult to implement government orders, and officials cannot last long. Yao Xiucai complained to Zhang Rulin's grandchildren. Isn't this an egg against a stone?
Yao Xiucai didn't recognize Zhang Yuan, and he couldn't hear clearly what was said in the hall. He didn't recognize Wang Siren either. Hearing Wang Siren speak for Zhang Yuan, and seeing that the magistrate Hou seemed to respect this man, he couldn't help but feel a little guilty.
But at this time, he still insisted on holding on and said with a sneer: "In court, what you say must be supported by real evidence. Zhang Yuan beats people in full view of the public. He cannot be denied. Please ask the county magistrate to arrest Zhang Yuan for a first trial."
When Hou Zhihan saw that Yao Xiucai was being rude to Wang Siren and was about to get angry, Wang Siren stopped him. Zhang Yuan said a few more words to Hou County Magistrate, who then ordered the officer to go to Zhang Yuan's house to summon witnesses.
Yao Xiucai did not recognize Zhang Yuan, Zhang Dachun, and Zhang Cai and his son. They were so shocked that Zhang Cai, who was lying on the stretcher, forgot to cry out in pain. He was really in pain. The stick was solid.
It's smoked.
In just a moment, Fan Zhen brought Xie Qifu and three other tenant farmers to the lobby of the county government office. Zhang Dachun was so frightened that he had no time to tell Zhang Yuan. Standing next to the magistrate Hou, three of the four people Yao Xiucai saw were swarthy and honest.
The village man, of course, cannot be Zhang Yuan, and the other one is also wrong. Although he looks like a scholar, he looks like he is fifty years old. Zhang Dachun said that Zhang Yuan is only fifteen years old——
Yao Xiucai shouted: "Your Majesty, why did the defendant Zhang Yuan not come to the case? Is he fleeing in fear of crime or is he violating the law?"
Hou Zhihan was stunned and shouted: "Member Yao Sheng, you can see clearly, Zhang Yuan is beside me in this county. You said that he broke the leg of the slave Zhang Cai at home at noon today. It is a false accusation. Then
At that time, Zhang Yuan was in Xi Zhang Zhuangyuan, how could he run back and beat someone!"
Yao Xiucai was startled and looked at the young man standing next to Hou Zhihan. He thought that this young man was Zhang Yuan. Zhang Yuan came with a tall and thin middle-aged man. This middle-aged man came specifically to speak for Zhang Yuan.
It comes from love, right?
Yao Xiucai sneered: "The county magistrate is trying the case in court, and the intercessor who violated the law is sitting aside. How can the grievances of the common people be redressed? The county magistrate, the government office is only a few hundred steps away from here. If the county magistrate does not act for the common people,
It’s up to you, Shaoxing City can still find other places to reason.”
Hou Zhihan heard that Yao Fu, the litigator, dared to threaten him, and said angrily: "Yao Fu, you are taking over the lawsuit and insulting the officials. Can't this county inform Master Tixue to remove you from your turban honor?"
Yao Xiucai saw that Magistrate Hou was determined to protect Zhang Yuan. He did not blame himself for fabricating the frame, but he hated others for covering up and interceding. He knew that he could not win this case, and it would be boring to continue to force it on. He would only find loopholes in the future.
To take revenge, bring down Hou Zhihan to reveal his Yao Tiezui methods——
Yao Xiucai bowed and said: "Since the county magistrate is willing to protect Zhang Yuan, Zhisheng has nothing to say, so Zhisheng will retire." He turned around and left.
Zhang Dachun called helplessly: "Mr. Yao, Mr. Yao——"
Yao Xiucai ignored him and walked away.
The case is very clear. There are three tenant farmers’ witnesses. Although Zhang Dachun is more cunning, it is his first time to see an official. Without Yao Xiucai to make the decision, he can’t make trouble. After being asked a few words by County Magistrate Hou, he
After all the moves, he asked his son Zhang Cai who hit his leg. He said it was Yao Xiucai's family members who hit him. When he hit the stick, there were two "clicks" and the leg was broken. The stick broke -
Magistrate Hou shook his head repeatedly and said to Wang Siren: "Teacher, look at this stupid slave. In order to embezzle some of the master's property, he did not hesitate to break his own son's legs -"
Zhang Cai, who was lying on a stretcher in the hall, knew that his leg was broken in vain and started to cry loudly.
Zhang Dachun also knew that the slave was guilty of falsely accusing his master. He kowtowed repeatedly and said: "You are ignorant, you are ignorant. I beg the county magistrate to have mercy on you. Master, master, please spare me. I am willing to withdraw from the rent that I have withheld."
silver."
Magistrate Hou said: "The slave embezzled the master's money and property, and even framed the master's family. He will be punished for both crimes. The property will be returned to the master's family, and the father and son will be exiled to the Jinshan Guards."
Zhang Dachun had runny nose and tears, and kowtowed until his forehead bled. Zhang Cai also turned off the stretcher, knelt down and begged the county magistrate for mercy, and the young master for mercy——
The handsome young man next to Zhang Yuan frowned and couldn't bear it. He gently touched Zhang Yuan's elbow sleeve and said softly: "You - please spare them this time."
Hou Zhihan also looked at Zhang Yuan, waiting for Zhang Yuan to speak. Zhang Dachun and his son were slaves of Zhang Yuan's family. If Zhang Yuan was willing to be more generous, then he would naturally follow Zhang Yuan's wishes and punish Zhang Dachun and his son.
Zhang Yuan frowned. It was abominable for Zhang Dachun to embezzle rent money, but it was even more abhorrent for Zhang Cai to break his leg to blackmail him at the instigation of Yao Xiucai. Of course, such people could no longer stay at home. If they were seen kowtowing and begging for mercy, they would be soft-hearted.
It didn't work, he said: "The county magistrate, my mother said before that as long as Zhang Dachun returns the rent money embezzled in the past three years, there will be no further pursuit. But Zhang Dachun and his son did not think that my mother was treating him leniently, and instead tried to blackmail him by breaking her leg. This is
The other charge, the first charge, should be dealt with according to what my mother said. This is blackmail with a broken leg. The crime that the slave is suing the master for is covered by national laws. It is not something that a kid can criticize. Please handle it according to the law."
Magistrate Hou nodded, discussed with Zhang Yuan for a few words, and then sentenced Zhang Dachun to return the rent of 150 taels of silver to his master's family, and the father and son were sent to Jinshan Guards.
Zhang Dachun and his son cried loudly and were dragged out by the guards. The handsome young man named Wang snorted, apparently thinking that Zhang Yuan had a hard heart and was indifferent even though he kowtowed and bled.
Zhang Yuan did not look at the young man named Wang and said to Hou Zhihan: "Your Majesty, although Zhang Cai's broken leg is entirely his own fault, it is better to let the doctor reattach the leg bone first to avoid lifelong disability."
Hou Zhihan agreed.
Zhang Yuan added: "Although the domestic slave Zhang Dachun is hateful, it was the litigant Yao Fu who instigated him to break his son's legs and blackmail the master's family. If the county magistrate only punishes Zhang Dachun and his son, and leaves Yao Fu free, I'm afraid that this person will still return in the future."
To do evil."
Hou Zhihan said: "I will write a letter to mention the academic official and ask for Yao Fu to be dismissed from his honorary title to see how he will do evil in the future. By the way, he also took twenty taels of silver from Zhang Dachun. I will ask the Yamen to pay it back to you tomorrow."
Wang Siren looked on with cold eyes, his expression a little solemn. Zhang Yuan, a fifteen-year-old boy, once again impressed him, and his eyes hurt. When ordinary young people encounter this kind of thing, they will either gnash their teeth and wish for more revenge, or they will be merciful when they cry and beg for mercy.
Zhang Yuan, on the other hand, is extremely calm and does whatever he wants to do. He is not affected by his emotions. This kind of temperament seems to be capable of doing great things——
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