Magistrate Tang also taught him, "In small villages and small towns, nothing can be hidden from the local chief. You can ask the chief. If you still can't find out, find a timid and poor person in the village."
The villagers arrested people for whatever reason, and they only asked after scaring them."
"You should also learn some skills when trying a case. When you arrest someone, don't ask questions step by step. Just ask the question that you want to know most and that you are sure the other party must know. Even if you can't get the answer from his mouth, you should get it from his face.
My eyes know the answer."
County Magistrate Tang knew that his classmate and good friend was not familiar with criminal names, and Luojiang County was a small county, and there might not be a murder case in three years. He hoped that he would accumulate more experience in criminal cases during his three years as a county magistrate.
It's impossible.
So Magistrate Tang asked in the letter: "What, are there any major thefts or robberies in your county? Do you want me to go to your county for a few days on business to help you?"
Magistrate Yang simply put this question aside and began to think about it.
He thought he still had several days to go out, and there was plenty of time, so he asked someone to call the head of Qili Village.
In less than half an hour, Magistrate Yang sent the chief out. He watched the chief go away, and Wan Tian, the young man, also stood behind him.
When everyone was gone, Wan Tian saw that the young master was still motionless, so he asked: "Master, aren't we going back? The chief looks at it and he really doesn't know."
"Don't you know?" Magistrate Yang lowered his eyes and thought for a long time before murmuring: "But I always feel that he is lying to me."
Wan Tian scratched his head and said, "The chief has always been very respectful. The young master answered whatever I asked. How did I lie to you?"
Magistrate Yang smiled slightly, "Maybe I'm overthinking it. By the way, Man Bao once said before, what is the name of the poorest family in their village? The one who is lazy and likes to gamble."
Wan Tianji's ability has always been good. He thought for a while and said: "There seems to be a nickname called Leitou. He is a generation younger than Miss Man."
County Magistrate Yang nodded and said, "Let the guards pay more attention. If he comes to the county town to gamble again, bring him here."
He thought that he might have to wait until he came back from the capital before he could meet anyone. After all, Qili Village was not very close to the county seat, and it was still the first month of the year. Even if the other party was good at gambling, he wouldn't be able to come to the county seat every day.
Unexpectedly, he went down just after he ordered him to do so. The government officials walked around the gambling house street and captured the mangy man who was shrinking his neck.
Magistrate Yang almost spit out the tea in his mouth. He stared at the dirty man's head for a long time and then asked: "It's only the seventeenth day of the first lunar month, why are you going out to gamble?"
The mangy man knelt on the ground with a snap and kowtowed: "I will never dare to do it again. I will never dare to do it again. I beg the county magistrate to have mercy on me. The county magistrate has mercy on me..."
Magistrate Yang stretched out his hand to interrupt him, but found that the other party was only kowtowing and not looking at him at all, so he took his hand back and let him kowtow.
The mangy man kowtowed for a long time, his forehead hurt again, and his head felt dizzy. Seeing that the person sitting above him had been silent, he stopped and quietly raised his head to look at the past.
Magistrate Yang smiled at him and asked, "Can you speak properly?"
The mangy man nodded repeatedly and said in a trembling voice: "Whatever the adults want to ask, I will answer honestly."
Magistrate Yang asked, "Then you can tell me first about the county. Why do people come out to gamble during the first lunar month?"
The mangy head whispered: "I have nothing to do at home, so I just want to go out and earn some household income..."
"Do you make money from gambling?" Magistrate Yang sneered, "Then do you make any money?"
The man's face turned red and he lowered his head and shook his head.
Magistrate Yang asked, "Where did the gambling money come from?"
"It's the New Year, and I still have some savings at home..." Under the increasingly cold gaze of Magistrate Yang, the mangy man gradually fell silent.
County Magistrate Yang thought about what Man Bao and Bai Shanbai Erlang said that night and pondered, wondering what would happen if he banned gambling in the county.
Dajin does not prohibit gambling, cockfighting, dice, and even fighting with living people. As long as the casino has a document from the Yamen, it is legal.
It is impossible to ban gambling nationwide. He, a small county magistrate, cannot do this. I am afraid that even the two prime ministers together cannot do it.
However, the possibility of banning gambling in Luojiang County is still very high.
As a local parent official, he has the right to add these regulations.
Magistrate Yang looked at the mangy man and pondered.
Seeing that the county magistrate had not spoken for a long time, the skinny man couldn't help but tremble with his emotions. He kowtowed tremblingly and said: "Sir, I know I was wrong, so I won't dare to do it again in the future."
Magistrate Yang picked up the tea bowl and took a sip of tea and said, "Oh? I'll give it a try now. I'll ask you some questions. If you answer them truthfully, I'll believe you for the time being."
The man nodded repeatedly and looked at Magistrate Yang longingly.
Magistrate Yang suppressed his smile, leaned forward slightly, stared at him closely and asked, "I want to ask you, has Zhou Yin returned to Qili Village?"
The mangy man suddenly heard Zhou Yin's name, and his face was so frightened that all the color disappeared. After a while, he stammered and asked, "Zhou, Zhou Yin?"
"You don't recognize Zhou Yin? Isn't he your neighbor?"
The mangy man swallowed involuntarily and sweat broke out on his forehead. Magistrate Yang slapped the table and shouted, "Why don't you tell me quickly!"
The mangy man was so frightened that he fell to the ground, with tears and nose running down his face. He shook his head and said, "I don't know, I, I've never seen him, I've never seen him..."
If he said he had never seen this before, even the dim-eyed old man guarding the door would not believe him, let alone Magistrate Yang.
He asked in a deep voice: "How dare you lie? This county has already investigated clearly. In what year and month did Zhou Yin return to Qili Village?"
The maniac shook his head and cried: "No, I don't know. Don't ask me. I, I really don't know..."
Magistrate Yang squinted at him for a while, then dropped a signature and said: "Come here, take him to wake up."
A yamen servant came up to drag him down, but found that he was too limp to push him down, so he called in another person, and together they dragged the mangy man down, who was like mud.
He said he woke up, but he really woke up. The yamen servant poured cold water on his face, and then took a rag to wipe his face. Not to mention, it really cleaned his dirty face a lot.
But during the first month of the Lunar New Year, I washed my face with cold water, and the cold water even splashed on my neck, which made the man tremble with cold, and he suddenly woke up.
Now that he wakes up, his face becomes paler.
The yamen officer dragged the person back to the lobby again.
County Magistrate Yang got down from his seat, walked to his side, knelt down to look at him, stared into his eyes and asked, "This county has never liked to use torture, but if you force this county, it is not impossible for this county to use it. Come on,
Man, tell him about the eighteen major punishments in the county government."