Chapter 399: It's Terrifying Without Culture (Part 1)
The sky was bright, and with the sound of a few bangs, the Wanping County government office seemed to wake up from a deep sleep. After an orderly commotion, the subordinate officials went to the hall to see the magistrate, and then went to do their own official business.
Today is the trial day, which is the busiest and most tiring day for the parents and officials. Even though the criminal chamber and the masters are helping to check and screen, there are still many cases that require the magistrate's time-consuming intervention in court.
At the same time, this is also the time when the county magistrate's emergency response ability and professional quality are most tested. Of course, it is also one of the best opportunities to shape the public image and spread word of mouth.
Ordinary people have no access to the high-ranking magistrate, nor can they see what the magistrate does on a daily basis. They can only get a full picture of the magistrate through semi-public court trials. Therefore, almost all the legends of Qingtian are based on the court case.
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Today, after Fang Zhixian of Wanping County accepted the visit of his subordinate officials, he seemed a little absent-minded. He did not give a long speech and admonished him. He just waved his hand and dismissed everyone.
Then Fang Zhixian sat in the court hall in a daze. The clerk in the execution room next to him held the case file and reminded: "Master? Master? The case file is here. The plaintiff and defendant are probably waiting in the hall. Can we start to judge the case?"
"Oh, oh!" Fang Zhixian came to his senses, stretched his neck and looked outside the hall. Sure enough, he saw people kneeling in the courtyard. They were the plaintiffs and defendants in these cases today. After receiving the summons, they came to the county government office today to await trial.
"Tell the people to get up!" Fang Zhixian spoke kindly again, and said: "But the case will not be heard for the time being, we have to wait."
The prison clerk was puzzled and didn't understand why the county magistrate would rather sit in the court and waste time in a daze than start hearing the case.
The sky gradually changed from bright and bright to the rising sun, and then gradually moved westward from the rising sun. Seeing that the twilight hour was about to end, half of the morning had passed.
At this time, the Wanping County Government Office looked very abnormal. There were a large number of plaintiffs and defendants standing outside the lobby who had no idea what they were talking about, and no one paid attention to them.
In the lobby, the officials on duty stood in two rows facing each other, each holding a water stick and taking a nap. The clerk next to the public case was randomly flipping through the complaint files on the small cases.
As for the county magistrate, he was still in good spirits. He just kept pulling his neck to look outside, not knowing what he was waiting for after looking through the autumn water.
Suddenly, a guard from the front rolled up to the platform outside the court door, shouting randomly: "Coming, coming!"
The quiet atmosphere in the courtroom was instantly broken. Zhang Gui, who regarded himself as a confidant of the county magistrate, saw that the access control was not in good shape, so he took the initiative to stand by the door and yelled: "Wang Laosan! Speak more clearly! What's going on?"
Is it here?"
The gatekeeper shouted: "Uncle Yongping is here! He is wearing court uniform and is right outside the gate!"
Yongping Bo? All the minor officials in the court were shocked, and the people outside the hall also stopped whispering and looked at the court together.
Suddenly, he saw County Magistrate Qian running in again, and shouted in a panic: "What should we do? What should we do? Please also ask Lord Fang to go ahead and stop him, otherwise the half-built gate will be wasted."
Got it!"
Fang Yingwu asked with a half-smile, "Why don't Master Qian go?"
Qian Xianxian Cheng replied: "Master Fang is the most respected in the county government, and my official position is low. How can He De represent the county government in dealing with Yongping Bo?"
Team leader Zhang Gui glanced at the county magistrate, raised his water and fire stick and shouted bluffingly: "Ah ah! The county government gate is only half repaired, and Uncle Yongping is here to bully him again! Brothers, come with me!"
Then Zhang Bantou asked diligently: "Does the eldest master want to avoid it? I will escort the eldest master to the back office!"
"What nonsense!" Fang Zhixian shouted loudly, threw down the sign and ordered: "Zhang Gui! Go outside the gate and capture Uncle Yong Ping!"
Zhang Gui's face immediately wrinkled up in pain, and he murmured: "The elder knows it well, even if the younger one dares to risk his life, he will go through mountains and seas of fire. But... he really doesn't have the ability to capture Uncle Yong Ping."
Fang Yingwu shouted again: "What are you afraid of? Uncle Yongping won't make a big fuss. Why don't you hurry up and get someone!"
Zhang Gui was stunned. The elder obviously meant what he said. Seeing Fang Zhixian's calm look, Team Leader Zhang mustered up his courage, picked up the lot, and went out to "get" the person.
Fang Yingwu glanced at Qian County Cheng and ordered: "Since Mr. Qian is here, he will be in peace. Don't leave yet. Stand by and watch!"
Standing? Qian County Cheng wanted to protest a few times, but when he came into contact with the sharp eyes, he shrank his neck and did not dare to speak out again to ask for a seat.
After a while, the crowd of people outside the hall suddenly seemed to be split open and the tide surged to both sides, and a road appeared in the middle.
I saw Yongping Bo'anzhi wearing a beam crown and court clothes, walking up to the lobby with his head held high, but his face was very ugly. This was a genuine earl. No wonder the people stepped out of the way in awe.
Captain Zhang cautiously followed Uncle An, stretched out his neck and reported back to the county magistrate: "Master! Uncle Yongping has been brought here!"
All the subordinate officials and the people outside the hall couldn't help but burst into an uproar. This seemed incredible. How could a high-ranking official go to court obediently? This is not in Bao Qingtian's play!
Fang Yingwu laughed a few times and asked: "Uncle Yongping! Ten days ago, this county sent a summons to your mansion. Why did you only go to court for the hearing today?"
Uncle An cursed loudly: "Bah! You traitor just deceived His Majesty!"
As soon as he mentioned it, Uncle An became surprisingly angry. It was customary to go to court today. He, Uncle Yongping, was not some street boy who was dismissed from the court, so he went to court diligently to serve as a decoration. Especially since the recent news has been tense.
, there may be a roll call at any time, and the civil and military ministers do not dare to be lazy easily.
At the court meeting, it was customary to report a few things symbolically, and then issue a few pre-prepared edicts to discuss state affairs on behalf of the monarch and his ministers, and then the court could disperse.
Who would have known that the first edict was for him, Uncle Yongping, and the entire decree was condensed into one sentence: "Take Yongping Bo'anzhi to Wanping County to hear the trial."
At that time, Uncle An felt like the world was spinning. He had no idea what was going on, and he didn't know what the inside story was! This must be the conspiracy of the traitor Fang Yingwu to deceive His Majesty!
In fact, he is not afraid of the trial. He is a descendant of a hero, he is an earl, and his family has a golden book and iron certificate given by Emperor Taizong. No one except the emperor can do anything to him, let alone Fang Yingwu, a small county magistrate! But
The process of going to the Yamen to hear the trial was very humiliating for Uncle An, and he would definitely become a laughing stock!
In the history of Wanping County's government office, no dignitary greater than an earl has ever appeared in the hall. This made all the subordinate officials look at each other in astonishment and at a loss... How to judge such a person?
PS: Yesterday, the second round of crackdown on Internet articles was carried out. Modern urban officialdom and the history of the Republic of China were almost massacred indiscriminately. Many close friends fell into the trap and their books were blocked. They will have a very difficult life in the future. Let’s chat with them in the evening.
As a result, the code wording was affected, so I had to crawl through the first half of the chapter this morning and try to publish the second half before the afternoon.