But if he really released Fang Jun, it would seem a bit reckless.
In the final analysis, the "Three Laws Division" is indeed the highest judicial institution in the Tang Dynasty, but in a society where imperial power is supreme, how can it not take into account the will of His Majesty the Emperor? The "Three Laws Division" can be disowned, but the "Three Laws Envoys" are human beings
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The debate continued in the lobby of the Ministry of Punishments, and until the end of the Youshi period and the beginning of the Xu period, there was still no conclusion.
Fang Jun listened silently at first, but then he became impatient and sat cross-legged next to Cheng Wuting.
Cheng Wuting was placed in the hall lying on the door panel. He looked a little depressed, but he was still conscious. Although Wei Yijie ordered the government officials to torture him to extract a confession, he still had some scruples and only used some drugs that could cause severe pain.
The harsh punishment forced Cheng Wuting to confess, but he did not dare to use those insidious methods that could extremely damage the texture and internal organs...
Therefore, although Cheng Wuting's injury was serious, as long as he was treated properly, there should be no irreparable sequelae.
It stands to reason that Cheng Wuting should be taken back to prison for custody at this moment, but Wei Yijie is now guilty, angry and anxious. He only cares about how to persuade the third commander to convict Fang Jun. How can he care about the useless Cheng Wuting?
When the other officials saw that Fang Jun had been staying by Cheng Wuting's side, they naturally ignored Cheng Wuting's presence.
After all, the treatment you get back in prison may not be better than in the lobby...
Cheng Wu looked at Fang Jun weakly, his mouth moved, and he murmured: "Fu Yin... I'm sorry, my subordinate was reckless..."
In the final analysis, this incident was all caused by his reckless tampering with records and stealing evidence. If not for his action of "there is no three hundred taels of silver here", even if Fang Jun's jade pendant actually appeared at the scene of the murder, it might not have happened.
What a trouble.
Fang Jun laughed softly and said: "How can you see through people's hearts without doing anything? Although your actions have made me passive, and may even be framed, but I am relieved that you are a strong man! You can rely on your strength.
It is your good fortune to gain someone's friendship through a lot of physical pain. You must know that the friendship of someone, the number one stick in Chang'an, is not something anyone can just imagine. You are lucky!"
Cheng Wuting twitched the corner of his mouth, unable to laugh or cry.
How narcissistic are you to say such shameless words?
But...it feels warm in my heart, it's really helpful.
Cheng Wuting did not forget the scene when Fang Jun wanted to bow his head and plead guilty when he saw himself being tortured. He should be proud of being able to let such a proud man lower his head.
A scholar dies for a confidant!
If Fang Jun could be made to give up his integrity, even if he really died, what would be the regret?
After a little movement, Cheng Wu grinned due to the severe pain all over his body.
Fang Jun quickly comforted him: "It's a good idea to lie down, don't move around."
Cheng Wuting was breathing heavily, his face distorted by pain, and said: "These guys are so bored. They are either convicted or released. They are fighting and hesitating like this. They are even worse than women in the market..."
Fang Jun whispered: "How can it be so easy? No one wants to bear the consequences. They all want to live a peaceful life. Even if they are the Third Secretary, they must abide by the rules of the officialdom. They are all a bunch of bureaucrats.
Ah...such a group of people, no matter how powerful the law gives them, is nothing more than a group of backless yes-men."
He was quite disappointed.
At first, the "Three Judges" were able to interrogate him regardless of the emperor's face. His Majesty was also unwilling to use imperial power to interfere with the judiciary. He was quite pleased, thinking that he had seen the shadow of the separation of powers...
But now it seems that they are all trying to figure out the Holy Will, and no one is willing to express their opinions rashly before they understand the emperor's true intentions...
In an era when imperial power was supreme, in a court controlled by such a group of bureaucrats who came from aristocratic families or whose backbones were bent by imperial power, there was no such thing as separation of powers and judicial independence...
If we really want the rule of law to completely replace the rule of man, there is still a long and far way to go.
The road is long and far away, I will search up and down...
Cheng Wu was a little impatient: "How long will we keep arguing like this?"
"Soon."
"What's so fast?"
"They are just waiting for the emperor. As long as the emperor comes, no matter what intentions they express, these people will not continue to argue."
Cheng Wu was puzzled: "How could those who want to frame you give up so easily?"
Fang Jun raised his head and glanced at the dark sky outside. The smile on his lips was a little strange: "They don't want to give up... but they can't help it anymore."
Cheng Wu was quite confused...
At this moment, someone suddenly exclaimed: "Look! There's a fire!"
The debate in the hall suddenly stopped, and everyone raised their heads and looked outside.
I saw that the night sky in the east was already dimly lit with a red light, and it was getting brighter almost at a speed visible to the naked eye. After a while, half of the sky was illuminated with a bright red light.
Liu Ji took a breath: "It's Dongshi!"
The two cities in the east and west are the most prosperous and prosperous places in Chang'an. There are many shops in the city, and the storefronts are close to each other. They gather rare goods from all over the world. Because it is a place where merchants gather and crowds of people, the probability of fire is extremely high. Whenever Chang'an The residents are accustomed to strange things. It would be strange if they didn’t have fires several times a year...
However, fires of this scale are extremely rare, which means that a large amount of goods will be burned, and countless merchants and servants will die in the fire.
The first thought of all the officials was: Jing Zhaoyin is going to be in trouble...
Then the second thought was: The unlucky one may not be Jing Zhaoyin, because Jing Zhaoyin is being interrogated in this courtroom right now...
Most of the officials in the hall could not sit still.
The East Market is a shopping place for aristocratic families and royal nobles. Money is made every day and business is booming. Therefore, behind almost every shop there is a shadow of aristocratic family members, participating in the feast of sharing this rich pastry.
It is now the end of winter and the beginning of spring, and the rivers have not yet been opened up, so goods from outside cannot be transported into Guanzhong. Therefore, there is a large amount of goods and property gathered in the East Market. This fire is very likely to burn down most of a certain family's property...
Many officials who have hoarded a large amount of goods in the shops in Dongshi are worried and want to scold Fang Jun for being a Jing Zhaoyin who can't even take ordinary fire prevention measures. The scale of the fire was so large... But he gave up the idea immediately. Fang Jun has been detained for several days. Now he may not be able to keep his official position. How can he care about whether you are on fire or not?
Maybe even this stick is resolving his hatred in his heart at the moment. It’s embarrassing for me, right? I’d rather burn it all with you...
Linghu Defen felt like he was sitting on pins and needles.
The East Market is one of the centers of handicraft production and commercial trade in Chang'an City. The shops are adjacent to where merchants gather. Shops that produce and sell similar goods in the city are concentrated in the same area and are called rows; the inns where commercial goods are stacked are called di.
The house not only stores goods for merchants, but also handles bulk wholesale transactions on their behalf.
The Linghu family runs two warehouses in Dongshi where silk is stored and sold...
In this era, silk could be circulated in the market instead of money and was extremely expensive. The Linghu family's warehouse was the largest in the East Market. There were countless silks stored in the warehouse by themselves and on behalf of other merchants.
It is extremely large, and silk is the most flammable thing...
Linghu Defen simply couldn't imagine that if his own warehouse suffered such a fire, not counting his own losses, the payment to other merchants would be an astronomical figure.
Compared with the amount of money paid to the Fang family a few days ago, it pales into insignificance, and half of the property is probably lost...
The old man's eyes were blurred and his heart was burning. He wanted to go back to see the situation, but the current situation made it difficult to leave the table without permission...
While I was in a trance, I suddenly heard a sharp voice shouting: "Your Majesty is here!"
There was chaos in the hall. All the officials left their seats one after another and walked quickly to the door to line up to greet the Holy Spirit!
His Majesty Li Er, surrounded by officials on both sides, walked in with his head held high and went straight to the main seat to sit down. Then he said with a solemn face: "My lords, please get down, there is no need to be formal."