Starting from Detective Li Yuanfang Chapter 690: Ding Run: No arrests before the fifteenth day of the first lunar month? I will kill people on the first day of the first lunar month!
Chapter 690: Ding Run: No arrests before the fifteenth day of the first lunar month? I will kill people on the first day of the first lunar month!
New Year's Eve.
As the months and years come to an end, we get rid of the old and welcome the new. No matter what disturbances there are in the outside world, in the eyes of most people, this day is the day for family reunions and spent happily.
In the palace, in the Daqing Hall, which can accommodate tens of thousands of people, a grand Zhengdan dynasty meeting is being held.
According to the etiquette, Zhao Ji, the emperor of the Song Dynasty, got up early in the morning and went to court to worship the heaven devoutly, in order to "pray for the common people to pray for hundreds of grains in the sky."
After the complicated ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven, one should pay New Year's greetings to the Queen Mother: "Yuan Zheng started, all things are new, and Your Majesty, the Queen Mother, receives blessings from time to time, and rests with the sky."
Under normal circumstances, the Queen Mother would reply to the Emperor: "The blessings of assuming the new position are the same as those of the Emperor."
But Zhao Ji had no mother, so he skipped this step and went directly to the next step. Hundreds of civil and military officials paid New Year greetings to the emperor: "Yuanzhengling Festival is a great celebration. I wish you a long life of ten million years."
Zhao Ji's face was slightly pale, and he raised his hands flat: "It is auspicious to assume a new position, and it is the same as the public."
Then came the congratulations from envoys from various countries, including Liao, Xixia, Goryeo, Jiaozhi, Dashi, Jhapo, Srivijaya, etc., and conducted "alignment battles".
Compared with the influence of the former Tang Dynasty, which benefited the world, the Song Dynasty was far behind, but the subjective will to maintain the order of Huayi still existed.
Or it can be said that the Song Dynasty, which did not take any advantage in foreign wars, hoped to increase its international influence through overseas tribute.
Therefore, for the overseas envoys who came to meet with them, the Song Dynasty implemented the principle of "those who receive more favors and those who receive less favors" in politics and economy. Most of the political canonizations were flashy and superficial, but the rich material rewards attracted a large number of people.
Frequent tribute payments from overseas envoys also placed a heavier burden on the country's finances.
But it doesn't matter. You can suffer the people at home, but you can't suffer the people abroad. After all, when the overseas envoys surrendered at the feet of the Emperor of the Song Dynasty time and time again, the pride of being admired by foreign countries is unparalleled.
It's just that in the past, envoys from various countries were extremely obedient to the Song court, which was rich in people and money, but this year, the expressions of these envoys were a bit strange.
Especially the Xixia envoys showed a bit of joking when they glanced at the Nine-Five Lord sitting on the dragon throne.
The virtues of the Xixia monarch are really hard to describe in one word. Needless to say, Li Yuanhao has all the ethical elements of the Heavenly Family except his father-killing. His son Li Liangzuo also relied on his sleeping sister-in-law to seize power at the age of thirteen, and later he conquered the country himself.
, was seriously injured by an arrow shot by the Song army, and died at the age of twenty-one.
Among the people of the Song Dynasty, they have always looked down upon the kings of Xixia, but now, your officials are not very good either~
Seeing the strange expressions of the envoys from various countries, the ministers who were aware of the rumors couldn't help but look sad.
So much so that when it comes to drinking, composing poems, and filming rainbow farts, there are significantly fewer poems this year.
Fortunately, next, the official prostitutes selected by the Jiaofang Division, led by the head of the upper court, began to perform entertainment programs such as songs, dances, and dramas.
In the atmosphere of the Spring Festival Gala, the atmosphere gradually became natural. When they saw the wonderful things, the officials applauded and praised, and the ministers also applauded.
When he was King Duan, Zhao Ji was actually the most interested in this kind of program. He also liked to secretly take his attendants to Goulanwa City to watch it. But at this time, he just responded dully and guided the atmosphere. More
Focus on observing others.
For example, in addition to King Jian and Zhao Si, there are three other princes, all descended from Shenzong. Now these three seem not to dare to look at him at all...
Damn it! You don’t really think that King Jian was murdered by him, do you?
Then looking at the ministers headed by Han Zhongyan and Zeng Bu, these ministers' eyes were ostensibly focused on singing and dancing, but their eye contact was unusually frequent.
What a shame! Are you planning to do something about Yiho and force yourself to abdicate in the next year?
As for those foreign envoys, they were gloating over others' misfortunes and seemed to be smiling, which made Zhao Ji even more furious. He wished he could drag them all down and chop them all with a wave of his hand.
It's a pity that it can't be cut...
Looking around, everyone's eyes made him feel that they had ulterior motives. Only one person looked at him with eyes full of loyalty.
That person is Gao Qiu.
Gao Qiu used to have a low and powerful position. On occasions like the Great Court Meeting, his seat was relatively far back. Zhao Ji could not see him at all. However, since he was promoted to the Imperial City Secretary and was specially given a Fei robe, the seat he sat in was
Closer.
This actually made Zhao Ji feel even more uncomfortable.
Blame it, I'm so loyal, don't blame it, I'm so worried...
Subconsciously, Zhao Ji glared at Gao Qiu coldly, then looked away and began to think: "Gao Qiu and the Imperial City Secretary can only attract the hostility of civil servants. With a little check and balance, if we want to stabilize the situation, I need someone with clever methods."
, the husband who can really suppress the ministers!"
Not to mention Zhao Ji's guilty reaction and murmurings, every move of the emperor was actually watched by the ministers, especially the important ministers who sat in the front row and could observe their expressions.
Regarding the details of Zhao Ji glaring at Gao Qiu, Han Zhongyan was a little surprised. Zeng Bu remained calm, Cai Bian gently stroked his beard, and Wu Juhou and Zhao Tingzhi both saw the desire to move in each other's eyes.
Is the turning point coming?
When the vigil was over, the officials filed out of the Daqing Hall, dispersed out of the palace, and returned to their mansions.
In an alley, the carriages of Wu Juhou and Zhao Tingzhi stopped together silently.
In the cold wind, two old men in purple robes came down and discussed secretly.
Zhao Tingzhi was the first to speak: "The official's attitude towards Gao Qiu has changed. Even though this man is a traitor and a loyal man, harboring evil intentions, he eventually showed his flaws and was disliked by the officials."
Wu Juhou smiled and said: "Promote the pure and suppress the turbid, keep the government orderly, and have many scholars flourish. This is an act of a sage."
The Imperial City Department was an extension of the imperial power, so it naturally needed the strong support of the officials. The previous ups and downs were all related to the direct attitude of the officials, many of which were compromises with the civil servant group.
Therefore, in Wu Juhou's view, it must be the recent turmoil that prompted Zhao Ji to prepare to suppress the Imperial City Division in order to gain the support of civil servants. Since the other party was soft, his attitude must be in place.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Zhao Tingzhi also made the same guess, but still asked the key: "Is there any evidence of Gao Qiu's crime in the Kaifeng government office?"
Wu Juhou frowned.
Although Gao Qiu had ulterior motives and was just trying to gain fame, there was really nothing wrong with what he did. Recently, the Imperial City Division even started arresting enemy spies...
Therefore, Wu Juhou thought for a while, but still did not change his original intention: "Gao Qiu acted cautiously, and the evidence of the crime is difficult to find. In my opinion, we still have to start with Ding Run."
Zhao Tingzhi was a little unhappy: "Ding Run is a small evil, Gao Qiu is a big harm, why bother to scare the snake?"
Wu Juhou shook his head: "Although Ding Run is a small evil, he is Gao Qiu's arm. This person has decided to resign as a judge and return to the Imperial City Division. This shows that he has an uncontrollable nature!"
Zhao Tingzhi showed disgust: "Since you are complicit in the evil, then we will take it down!"
Wu Juhou did not find any charges against Gao Qiu, so Ding Run had already prepared the dark material: "The unjust, false and wrongful convictions this person made should be punished according to the law. If there is evidence to convict Gao Qiu, he can be spared and exiled!"
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Zhao Tingzhi nodded: "It is not advisable to take action before the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. After the Lantern Festival, we must eliminate the thieves immediately!"
"good!"
After the two agreed, the carriage separated and headed towards their respective homes.
After a whole day of court etiquette and thinking all the way, when Wu Juhou stepped out of the carriage, he couldn't hide the tired look on his brows, but he still looked at the "blessing receiving" position at the gate.
During festivals, relatives and friends will come to express their wishes for the New Year. If there are too many people and it is difficult to receive them, a red paper bag will be hung next to the door with the word "Receive Good Luck" written on it.
At this time, five places were set up to "receive blessings" in the Wu Mansion. The first four were filled to the brim, while the fifth was still half empty.
Wu Juhou saw it and was very dissatisfied, but after thinking about it for a while, he started to look forward to it again.
As early as the night when Ye Jichang, the leader of the Houjiang Guild, ransacked his house, he and Zhao Tingzhi had formed an alliance to deal with Gao Qiu.
On the one hand, civil servants would never allow an organization like the Imperial City Division to supervise officials to grow. On the other hand, it was also because both of them had reached a critical position where they could retreat if they did not advance.
There is only one step away from the prime minister, but this step is often so far away that one can never take it.
Compared with other political achievements, Gao Qiu and the Imperial City Secretary are undoubtedly bigger targets. As long as Gao Qiu is captured and the arrogance of the Imperial City Secretary is suppressed, Wu's prestige among scholars will be greatly enhanced. By then, Wu
I'm afraid even if there are ten places in front of the gate to receive blessings, they won't be enough!
Thinking of this, Wu Juhou walked into the house and was greeted by groups of wives, concubines and eleven sons, smiling happily.
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"That's what Wu Juhou and Zhao Tingzhi said?"
Ding Run held an ebony stick in his hand, tilted his head, and looked at the person in front of him.
That man was Wu Juhou's carriage driver, and he replied tremblingly: "Judge Ding, I am absolutely telling no lies. This is what Alang and Zhao Zhongcheng said. Please let my family go..."
Ding Run rubbed his big head and looked at the coachman: "The seventh-rank official in front of the prime minister, Wu Juhou has gained power recently, and you have allowed your family to invade the fields everywhere. A mere coachman is tyrannical in the countryside. Your family has long been
They are being punished in prison, you go down and accompany them!"
After saying that, the shadow of the stick flashed, and the coachman flew out without saying a word, his brains bursting open and blood spreading.
Ding Run did not dispose of the body, but carried out a box. Inside were the belongings that had been exchanged for Jiaozi, as well as items passed down by his master.
"Old man, I'm sorry!"
He sighed.
Ding Run knew very well that he was different from his junior brother Gongsun Zhao.
Gongsun Zhao pays great attention to evidence when handling cases. If there is no evidence, even if there is suspicion, he will not arrest people indiscriminately. Therefore, although many officials hate Gongsun Zhao, they cannot grasp the evidence and will not use unwarranted tricks on a small judge.
Ding Run's judgment of the case was entirely subjective. In addition, some powerful relatives and slaves committed crimes and were not polite when accepting benefits. Therefore, he felt that he deserved the title of Yama from the common people.
But on the other hand, the meaning of Yama can be implemented.
At this time, he put down the ebony stick and took out the sword from the box. Ding Run wiped it gently. Thinking about Wu Juhou and Zhao Tingzhi's plan, he couldn't help laughing: "Don't arrest people before the fifteenth day of the first lunar month? How pedantic..."
Smiling and laughing, the sharp blade reflected a pair of evil eyes: "I'm going to kill people on the first day of the first lunar month!"