Shuntian government office, public hall.

This court hall is extraordinary and has become the image representative of prefectures and counties all over the world. It covers an area of ​​20 to 30 square meters. The torture racks on both sides are fully equipped with torture instruments, and the justice and strictness plaque on the hall is even more impressive.

An official wearing a crimson official uniform walked to the hall and sat down in front of the dark table. He looked at the three arrogant villains in the hall with a calm look.

But his face darkened, he took the gavel on the case and patted it, saying: "Ascend to the hall!"

"mighty!"

Twelve tall officials stood in two rows on both sides of the lobby. They immediately pounded the water and fire sticks in their hands and made neat sounds in their mouths, showing the majesty of the court.

More than a hundred people had gathered in the hall. When they heard the sound of "dong dong", they all stopped talking and looked at the officials sitting in the hall with envy and fear.

"Why is this so?"

However, Mr. Guo and others looked up as if they had been cast a restraining spell, looking up at the official who was sitting in the hall. His slightly panicked eyes looked extremely puzzled.

The official who appeared here was not Liu Ji, the Yin of Shuntian Prefecture, but Lin Haoran, the Prime Minister of Shuntian Prefecture.

Generally speaking, only when Shuntian Prefecture Yin is absent or lies due to illness, then it is Lin Haoran's turn to preside over the court.

It's just that Liu Ji took office yesterday and became the legitimate helmsman of Shuntian Mansion. Today he is still presiding over Dian Mao vigorously. How can it be Lin Haoran's turn to preside over the court now?

But the facts appeared in front of them. Lin Haoran, the Prime Minister of Shuntian Prefecture, sat on the chair and resolutely became the presiding judge of the case and the current highest official of Shuntian Prefecture.

elder brother?

Huniu, who was wearing a police officer's uniform, looked up and watched Lin Haoran walk to the court and sit down in front of the case, with a confused expression on her plump face and her mouth slightly open in surprise.

She also couldn't understand why Liu Ji was not the one to preside over the case, but her brother was in charge of the matter.

When the sound of the stick stopped, Lin Haoran said seriously: "Since both of you hold different opinions and the case is complicated, there will be no defendant and plaintiff for now!"

Mr. Liu swallowed hard, but his thoughts still couldn't escape from this accident. He asked directly: "Why is it you? Where is my uncle?"

Mr. Guo and others also looked up at Lin Haoran, also wanting to know the answer. Why was it not Liu Ji, the Yin of Shuntian Prefecture, who presided over the public trial, but Lin Haoran, the Prime Minister of Shuntian Prefecture? The matter was really weird.

"uncle?"

When Lin Haoran heard this title, he looked at Mr. Liu seriously and found that this young man looked very wretched and had no resemblance to Liu Ji.

"Master Fu Cheng, he is the nephew of Master Fu Yin!" The clerk in charge of the transcripts on the side seemed very expressive. He held a writing brush and lowered his voice to remind.

"I'm asking you a question!" Mr. Liu looked at Lin Haoran and asked loudly, looking dissatisfied.

He didn't think much about it at the moment, and remained optimistic in his heart, thinking that his uncle had been delayed by something, so he changed the role of Prime Minister Lin to preside over the prosecution case.

When Lin Haoran heard what the scribe said and combined with Mr. Liu's arrogance, he knew that Mr. Liu was Liu Ji's nephew, but he asked directly: "Mr. Liu, do you have any fame?"

As soon as these words came out, they immediately hit Master Liu's weakness.

Although he is considered to be from a scholarly family, his family has long since declined, otherwise his uncle would not be able to enter the Supervisory Yuan. And he has not been able to study well since he was a child, so he has never been able to gain fame. This time he came to Beijing to take refuge with his uncle, and also

On the one hand, he wanted to make a profit with salt.

Mr. Liu was asked about his "sore points", and he replied with a sullen face and dissatisfaction: "I have no fame, what's the matter?"

"Since you have no fame, why don't you kneel down when you see the Prime Minister in this court?" Lin Haoran's face darkened and he immediately asked.

Mr. Liu's eyes widened and he shouted angrily: "My uncle is your superior officer. If you want me to kneel down, aren't you afraid that I will sue you?"

Why……

Mr. Guo was born in a family of officials. Seeing Mr. Liu behaving like this, he shook his head helplessly.

Not to mention, Liu Ji's current situation is not very optimistic. He is clearly asking for trouble by giving others a thumbs up. If Lin Haoran was really a softie, then he would not be able to go to court to impeach his father and dare to openly follow him.

The official minister of the current dynasty was furious.

Not only Mr. Guo, but also the officials in the court looked at him with pity. I have seen people seeking death, but I have never seen such a 250-year-old. The nephew of a mere Fu Yin family dared to do this in front of Lin Fu Cheng.

Arrogant.

Bang!

Lin Haoran slapped the crowd hard, and immediately used the topic to express: "No matter who he is! If he has no official title, he cannot stand in the court. This is the iron law of the Ming Dynasty! You have no intention of repenting, and it is like this now.

Roaring in the court, showing contempt for this official!" After saying that, he immediately shouted again: "Come here, give me twenty sticks!"

"How dare you?" Mr. Liu heard the verdict, his face immediately showed an expression of disbelief, but he gritted his teeth and said angrily.

Lin Haoran snorted coldly, looked at the squad leader and ordered: "Execution!"

As the voice fell, the squad leader led others forward and skillfully pulled Mr. Liu to the ground.

However, regardless of Mr. Liu shouting that he was Liu Fuyin's nephew, two yamen officers pressed down on his neck. The supervisor stepped forward and forcibly took off Mr. Liu's trousers. The other two yamen officers swung their sticks at Liu Gongzi.

The young man's butt was spanked hard.

Bang! Bang!

As the strong stick fell, Mr. Liu's buttocks quickly became bloody and bloody. The shouting voice stopped, and instead there were screams like killing pigs.

Whether it was Mr. Guo and others in the hall, or the hundreds of people watching in the hall, watching Mr. Liu being beaten until he cried for his father and mother, and then looking at Lin Haoran sitting upright in the hall with his upright appearance, he couldn't help but re-examine this man in his heart.

Lin Fucheng.

The dignified nephew of Liu Fuyin did not have any privileges in the Shuntian Yamen Hall, which shows the upright style of Lin Fucheng.

"Stop fighting! Stop fighting! I was wrong!"

In the middle of the execution, Mr. Liu was beaten until he had no temper at all, but he kept begging for mercy.

Lin Haoran was standing in the hall, but it was as if he didn't hear anything.

Bang! Bang!

The two government officials did not hear Lin Haoran's words, so they naturally had no intention of stopping. They silently counted in their hearts and continued to beat Mr. Liu with twenty sticks.

Mr. Liu has been pampered since he was a child. How could he bear this kind of punishment? He was beaten until he was crawling on the ground as if he was dying.
Chapter completed!