Chapter seven hundred and eighty fourth case closed
Yuan Xiucai lowered his head and burst into tears. He didn't know that he was at fault in the first place, but he just couldn't face it in his heart, so he wanted to seek justice at no cost. As for his own life and death, he no longer cared about it.
The officer suddenly sighed and kowtowed: "Your Majesty, since he insists on an explanation, I just want to save my life with my mother. I just ask that I don't involve the younger ones."
The Hangzhou magistrate who was standing by scolded him: "How outrageous! His Highness didn't ask you why you had the right to open your mouth."
The officer knelt his head on the ground and remained motionless, showing no intention of saying anything. The county magistrate took off his black gauze hat and put it aside, also kowtowing his head on the ground. This was the intention of the prince to handle the situation without any complaints.
Zhu Biao also sighed: "Everyone has their own grievances, but I am neither a god nor an immortal, and I have no way of resurrecting the dead to relieve their grudges. I can only deal with them impartially and judge them according to the laws of the Ming Dynasty!"
His tone became more severe, and the officials standing on both sides bowed and bowed their heads: "Yuan Xiucai, you did not lead the way and led you to jail. You have been punished, but you are still angry and causing trouble in the city.
There are many people saying that I will punish you by giving you twenty rods after burying my old mother. After the period of mourning is over, you will be imprisoned in Hangzhou Prison for three months to calm the public opinion."
Look at the officer again: "I heard that you have been dismissed from your post. This is wrong. As a city officer, detaining refugees according to the law is for the public. Although there are mistakes, the public is the public. If everyone is punished for this, who will dare to do so in the future?
Enforce the law.”
"You can return to your post, but because you are always negligent in your behavior, you will be punished by receiving the same twenty rods. You will also wear sackcloth and mourn for Mrs. Yuan. In the coming New Years, you will also sprinkle incense and offer incense. This is my Ming Dynasty man's true nature.
Is it possible to have any resentment?"
The officer responded in a muffled voice: "No, from now on the children and grandchildren of the villain should offer incense like this."
He said to the county magistrate: "I was on a business trip and the handover was unclear. Why didn't I carefully arrange for my subordinates to perform duties on your behalf? I will fine you half a year's salary and ten sticks. You will preside over Mrs. Yuan's funeral."
"Your Highness is wise, and I am humbled by you."
Zhu Biao ignored him and said sternly: "This is justice. No matter what the reason, repaying merit and punishing demerits according to the law is the foundation of stability in the world."
The officials stood up and said, "His Royal Highness Fu Wei is brave and decisive."
Everyone in the hall also breathed a sigh of relief, but Yuan Xiucai still looked despairing.
Zhu Biao stood up from his seat and said word by word: "But the principles of the law are nothing more than human feelings. The dead are gone and the living are gone. Let's mourn and honor them to the fullest."
"A husband's filial piety is the scripture of heaven, the righteousness of the earth, and the behavior of man. When he thinks forward, he will be loyal, when he retreats, he will make up for his mistakes. He will accept his beauty and save his evil. Therefore, when people are filial to their relatives, they can be loyal to the king and love the country."
"This palace has a special chance to grant your mother the title of Anren. She will build an archway and record her name in the local records. She will be buried in the same manner as the married woman. She will be virtuous and spiritual in order to fulfill your filial piety."
Yuan Xiucai's empty eyes suddenly sparkled with energy. He could be buried according to the imperial court's order for a wife. His old mother died in vain underground in the city. She will be cared for by the emperor's energy and will not be bullied by other ghost spirits. In the future, she can be reincarnated when her life span is over.
Rich family.
Immediately he kowtowed, and within a few moments, bright red marks appeared on the ground. The officials around him looked at them, and couldn't help but nod happily, and communicated with each other with their eyes. He is really a filial son. Okay, speaking of which, I have a lot of respect for you.
I happen to have a daughter…
As long as you are not a morally corrupt person, you will look twice at a filial son no matter what his status is. This is the simplest moral concept and the moral standard from ancient times to the present.
Of course, if you think highly of yourself, you won’t necessarily give your daughter away, but everyone already knows that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is the most important person to follow the rules. Even though he is being chased because of his filial piety, he will definitely still hope that this person can become an official. Okay.
He is fully worthy of this favor.
Anren is just a member of the sixth-grade official. He is not low, but he is not high either. Just because of His Highness's reputation, the people in the court will lift him up.
As long as he still has some qualifications and a good story, His Highness will not hesitate to promote him, and he will naturally join the East Palace Party, and he is still the kind of Jian in the emperor's heart. It can be seen that the fate of people is really unpredictable.
What's wrong with marrying a daughter for this? She is at least the wife of a sixth-rank official. No matter how lucky she is, the wife will be honored by her husband, and her future is limitless. Thinking about it this way, he is still a filial son, but his parents are all dead, and he is the only father-in-law.
It is good to be filial.
Thinking of this, seeing Yuan Xiucai still kowtowing, I couldn't help but feel a little distressed. This kid is too honest. A great future is waiting for him, so don't break your mind.
Zhu Biao waved his hand to stop him. If he kowtows like this, he will die: "I think of you, your mother has been raising her alone for many years. She only hopes that you will become a talented person, be able to serve the country, be able to honor our ancestors, and live up to your expectations."
Entrusted by my deceased husband."
"You should study hard when you stay in the house and observe filial piety. After serving your sentence, you can go to the Imperial College. If your mother has not yet settled down, your father has not yet taken care of you, and the day when your ancestors will be honored is still far away, it all depends on you."
Yuan Xiucai could no longer speak a word, but kept nodding with tears. The tears and blood on his forehead were left together, making his thin face look even more desolate.
Looking over the crowd, Zhu Biao waved his sleeves and walked away. Everyone bowed and said, "I will respectfully see you off, Your Highness."
When the prince walked away, everyone straightened their backs. The Hangzhou magistrate waved his hand, and the officer and the county magistrate were pressed down to receive the cane. The officer looked a little ugly, and so did the county magistrate.
It doesn't matter how many sticks he receives, but the scholar is about to become famous and may not take revenge in the future, so what should he do?
Hangzhou Tongzhi looked at the people who had not moved at all and said: "I'm going to make a few remarks, so as not to turn a good thing into a bad thing and waste all your hard work on His Highness."
Everyone nodded happily and thanked him kindly: "Thank you, Brother Zhao."
There is another strong competitor missing. You must know that Zhao Tongzhi and Yuan Xiucai are very lucky to survive. If he insists on becoming a son-in-law with this scholar, no one can compete with him.
Chen Tongzhi nodded to Yuan Xiucai, who was still a little confused, and went out. There was a torture chamber in the government office. The two of them had also begun to receive the cane, but it was obviously not strong, especially for the county magistrate, who probably didn't even have oily skin.
Broken.
Zhao Tongzhi did not mince words with them and said bluntly: "Don't worry about Yuan Xiucai's desire for revenge in the future. The case has been completely closed today. This is His Highness's wish."
"Whether it's you or Yuan Xiucai, if you have any small thoughts, there will be no place for you in this world. Don't say it's unforeseen!"
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"It's just that I was so anxious that I forgot to lead the way, and it ended up like this. Fortunately, I am here, otherwise who else could do justice for him."
Zhu Biao, who had just cleansed his hands, took the scarf handed by the princess and said: "The legalists in the state-owned country have family rules and strategies for guiding the road. They have been there since ancient times. How can we set up an independent example? The county magistrates and county magistrates all follow the rules. Even if there are
Small mistakes should not be punished severely, otherwise as soon as this case is opened, many people will flee their country."
"Why."
Of course, Zhu Biao was not unaware that population mobility would lead to economic development. The movement of people from all walks of life to all walks of life and unrestricted commercial exchanges was the inevitable trend of the development of the times.
But now that the imperial court wants to collect corvée taxes, it needs the population to be stable in a fixed place. What's more, today's world is full of immigrants who are forced to leave their hometowns. If there is no way to guide them, they will all run back to their places of origin. Who would be willing to go south and north to the desolate land?
A foreign land?
But this is necessary. Without the immigration of Han people and the foundation of Han people, how can it be truly included in the territory of the Ming Dynasty? Therefore, it is necessary to have a harsh and rigid road guide system.
At most, the most important thing is to gradually loosen the shackles of the two classes of scholars and merchants, allowing scholars and scholars to travel and study, allowing merchants to connect with the world, but as for workers and peasants, they still have to be bound to the land.
Only after they have planted roots and given birth to children, and have taken root thoroughly, will they gradually let go. In the early years of the dynasty, everything is waiting to be revitalized, and their sacrifice is needed.
This may be the tragedy of living in this era, but which era does not require the sacrifice of these people?
Dynasties rise and fall from generation to generation, and the people suffer.
