The onlookers took the initiative to separate from each other and watched with admiration as the officials from the Ministry of Justice and his entourage left with high spirits. Everyone was talking excitedly.
The people were happy, they had something to talk about again, enough for them to talk about for several days, but Chen Tingjing, the governor of Shuntian Prefecture, was not happy. Feng Zhou's behavior was not only suspected of exceeding his authority, but also a slap in the face.
Everyone in Shuntian Mansion was very dissatisfied with this.
But they were not dissatisfied. They couldn't say anything bad about Feng Zhou's "just" behavior. If they really wanted to talk about it, it was because they helped Shuntian Prefecture reduce one unjust, false and wrong case.
They didn't believe Feng Zhou's explanation of knowing the news "accidentally". Why didn't they tell Shuntian Mansion earlier? They were so passive now.
Fortunately, this was just a "small case". After the gangster confessed, Shuntian Prefecture immediately made a new case file, and the tortured and frightened Hongtu Village tenant Zhang San was acquitted.
Feng Zhou had no interest in knowing these things. After he returned to the Yamen of the Punishment Department with several high-spirited officials from the Punishment Department, he was unanimously affirmed by the Minister and the two ministers and praised them thoroughly.
Although the Criminal Department does not directly handle front-line cases, it does not mean that the Criminal Department has no right to intervene. It is just that it is not necessary and it lacks experience in this area.
Nowadays, the newly arrived Jinshi from the Ministry of Punishment discovered unjust, false and wrong cases within their jurisdiction and promptly corrected them, which reflects the value of the Ministry of Punishment in the lower government and also makes people know the ability of the Ministry of Punishment. Therefore, Feng Zhou’s behavior is very embarrassing to the Minister of Punishment, regardless of the Minister of Punishment
He and the two ministers did not dare to be biased in this regard, as it was a matter of stance.
Although Lu Yu, the Minister of Punishment, is a member of Cao Jixiang's party, he is a Jinshi after all. As long as he still wants to sit firmly in the Ministry of Punishment, he must support this behavior.
After this incident, Feng Zhou also completely established a foothold in the Ministry of Punishment and was accepted by everyone in the Ministry of Punishment.
A capable person can get along anywhere. Although he is too young, he is an orthodox Jinshi after all, and his father is also a scholar and an official, so he is naturally more likely to be accepted by his colleagues.
Officials from various departments and offices greeted him warmly when they saw him. They felt that the new young chief was indeed a man of work and worthy of being a Jinshi of the dynasty!
Beautifully done!
Feng Zhou was in a good mood, so ten days later he ordered Feng Ping to give Sun sixty taels of silver. The extra silver was regarded as a reward for him doing things neatly for the first time.
Sun Liu was overjoyed. He naturally liked such an easy and ethical way of making money. Who would be willing to be hungry all day long if they had a good life?
Therefore, he happily accepted Feng Zhou's next commission, the case of Wang Gouzi, a commoner in Dongcheng, who committed arson and injured others. This case also had obvious problems, and the dazzling dark red light on the case file could not be faked.
Feng Zhou told Sun Liu through Feng Ping not to worry, just investigate slowly, as long as the cause and effect, as well as the problems inside, can be clarified within a month.
Having just slapped Shuntianfu in the face, he couldn't immediately rush forward and hit him hard again. This seemed to be too deliberate and meant to draw hatred. Even though he didn't care much, it was still troublesome, wasn't it?
When it was his holiday, Feng Zhou got up early and did some Tai Chi exercise in the yard. It was different from contemporary martial arts. The movements were extremely slow and didn't look like martial arts at all.
Feng Ping's eyes almost popped out of his head, but he couldn't see what was so powerful about his master's fists and kicks that were as slow as a snail?
But he knew very well that the master was indeed a great master. When he was chatting with the beggar Sun Liu, the guy admired the master's skills very much and said that the master's strength was quite amazing.
How could it not be awesome? He could send so many people flying with just one stomp of his foot. It was so awesome.
As for how to make a surprise, he didn't know. He only knew that it was much better than Sun Liu, a master among beggars, and it was really not an easy problem for a martial artist like him.
How did he know that Feng Zhou was not practicing martial arts at all, but simply doing morning exercises.
After he finished practicing, he ordered breakfast to be served.
He has to go to Shuanghe Martial Arts School today.
A small martial arts gym in the slums of Beijing cannot have so many external martial arts masters. They are clearly the men of Gan'er Li, the beggar from the East City. The Gan'er Zhao from the west of the city whom he had come into contact with before had only a limited number of people. I thought that
The same goes for Dongcheng.
But he didn't expect that a chance encounter would allow him to discover clues about Dongcheng.
Presumably, the position of Gan'er Li under Du Tongxuan, the leader of Dongcheng, is different from that of Gan'er Zhao under Li Yanbei.
This guy Li also has the responsibility of a thug.
After sitting in the teahouse until noon and having lunch by the way, he took Feng Ping and several accompanying guards to the Shuanghe Martial Arts School in Dongcheng.
At this time, the atmosphere in Shuanghe Martial Arts Hall was solemn and awkward. All the boxers in the martial arts hall looked unkind and were scattered around the huge training ground of the martial arts hall. Their expressions were somewhat inconsistent.
In the lobby of the martial arts hall, a dozen big men were standing, including the gym owner Ye Bo.
Only one person is sitting.
He has a calm demeanor and a ferocious look, obviously his skills are extraordinary.
It was Li Dalong, the beggar uncle from Dongcheng.
All the people in the room looked angry, and the atmosphere in the room was almost solid, making it difficult to even breathe.
Someone suddenly spoke, instantly breaking the solid atmosphere in the room.
"That guy won't let our martial arts pigeons go, right?"
"I think it's possible. Although our Shuanghe Martial Arts School is not the largest and most powerful martial arts gym in Kyoto, it can still be ranked among the top five. I think that guy must be too scared to come!"
"Brother Ye, I'm afraid it's because you're not doing things well and you're afraid we'll blame you for this, right?"
"What are you talking about? There were about a dozen brothers following Brother Ye at that time. They all agreed. I think the strength of that one is definitely quite powerful!"
"No matter how powerful we are, we have a large number of people and Uncle Li is in charge. He probably won't dare to come!"
"..."
A group of people talked a lot, and most of them thought that the guys who had trouble with the martial arts gym that day did not dare to come to Shuanghe Martial Arts Gym to find trouble.
Li Li Dalong, the leader sitting in the first place, listened to their shouting and kept silent. He had been a little restless since he got up this morning. His right eyelid kept twitching, and he always felt that something might happen.
Just take the comments of your subordinates as a reference. If you really want to relax your vigilance as they say, what should you do if something unexpected happens?
After all, this martial arts gym is nominally run by Ye Bo, but the real person in charge is his brother Li.
He is able to maintain such a stable position under the great leader Du Tongxuan because this martial arts gym provides him with a steady stream of trained fighters.
But even so, she didn't dare to be careless at all.
After all, from what Ye Bo said, he was sure that the master who threatened to visit him in ten days was incredibly powerful.
Just a single step and a stomp of the foot can make the boxers in the martial arts hall lose their balance and fly away. Such strength is really awesome and awe-inspiring. I am afraid that it is only those legendary masters in the world, such as Lu Xiaofeng, Ye Gucheng and so on.
That's the strength.
Because many people were present at the time, he was questioned carefully and found out that Ye Bo was not exaggerating, which shocked him greatly.
When did such a great master appear on the capital's territory? How come no one heard about it?
Could it be that he was a master invited by Li Dalongtou from Xicheng?
Li Dalong used the way of thinking of Jianghu people to guess Feng Zhou's identity. Naturally, his guess was completely different. It was impossible to guess the truth.
How could he have imagined that such a terrifyingly powerful expert would serve as a mere fifth-rank official in the Imperial Court's Penal Department Yamen?
"Uncle, do you think we still need to wait any longer? It's been a whole morning!"
A group of subordinates talked a lot, and finally all of them cast their inquiring eyes on Li Dalong, the "Ganger Li" of Dongcheng who had been silent all this time.
Li Dalong sighed, and when he was about to say something, suddenly there was a noise in the martial arts training ground in front of the lobby, and then his confidants who were guarding the lord outside hurriedly ran in. Before anyone arrived, the shouts had already reached his ears: "Uncle, that man