September 8th, the day of revelation.

Lin Qingran was wearing a fifth-rank official uniform and was waiting in the signing room. According to the Ming Dynasty, every month was the last three, and the eighth day was the day of revelation. On this day, he had to accept the people's advice and telling.

Other matters can be handed over to the people below, but the court trial has to be done by himself. Lin Weiran will inevitably appear nervous about this unfamiliar field, and only hopes that Leizhou Prefecture will not cause any major cases.

I have to admit that Leizhou Prefecture is simply a hot potato.

When Lin Qingran looked through the files, he found that Leizhou Prefecture has been undergoing various large and large cases in recent years, and murder cases are common. However, the criminal investigation technology of this era is backward, and many murder cases cannot be solved until now, and various counties have accumulated a lot of unsolved cases.

According to the previous case-solving rate, the possibility of these two major cases being solved is less than 30%, and Leizhou Prefecture's prison lawsuit has seriously failed.

But Lin Qingran knew that if he wanted to return to Beijing to work in three years, he had to show his ability to govern. If he could not manage Leizhou well, even if he had the opportunity to join the cabinet and become a prime minister in the future, he would definitely become a political enemy.

the attack point.

But unfortunately, Lin Xuran was not a criminal policeman in his previous life and had no experience in interrogation.

On the contrary, because he likes to be flirting with things outside, he has a rich experience in being interrogated, and what makes him proud is that he can pass the test without any danger every time.

However, things have reached this point, and he has to bite the bullet and face the difficulties. He must not be dragged back by the "prison decision". After confirming that he could not rely on the incompetent magistrates below, he could only roll up his sleeves and do it himself

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On the way back, he had actually read the "Da Ming Law" carefully, but he was still worried. At this time, he read it again, intending to be stubborn.

Not to mention whether he can solve the case bravely, we must first be familiar with the "Da Ming Law". Otherwise, the dignified Lord of the Mansion would not even understand the most basic sentencing, which would be a joke.

Sun Jixiang saw Lin Junran's nervousness, but he was not easy to comfort him. Seeing that the time was almost the same, he planned to go outside to see how many complaints were handed over to see if there were any major cases.

It was at this moment that the drums outside the yamen started to ring.

The big drum outside cannot be beaten casually. Although the Mansion Master will immediately go to court for trial, if it is just a trivial matter of sesame and mung bean, it will definitely be beaten.

The Ming Dynasty's punishment was divided into five punishments: whipping, cane, slaughter, scattered, and death. For lighter punishments such as whipping and cane, you can find a reason for it, and the prefect will use it at will.

That's right. If there is no such grievance, you will have to beat the drum. Just like your chicken is lost, you can try beating the drum. Jiajing may meet you according to the ancestral system.

, but you will be disabled even if you don’t die.

"Isn't this a mess?"

Lin Weiran closed the book and muttered in dissatisfaction.

According to the normal process, today is just a letter of complaint, and the major case will be tried tomorrow. But now the drums are sounding, and he is forcing him to "drive the ducks on the shelves".

Lin Qingran soon received a complaint from the criminal scribe, which turned out to be a death row prisoner who wanted to redeem his confession.

The original case was to sue the daughter-in-law for violating her son with chicken soup because of a discord between husband and wife. After coroner inspection, the old woman's son was killed by arsenic, and the owner of the pharmacy also confirmed that the woman had bought arsenic a few days ago, which was a piece of iron.

case.

But now the daughter-in-law argued that she was not poisoning, claiming that her husband was bitten by a poisonous snake until he died, and that the arsenic purchased was only used to poison rats, and asked him to retrieve the case.

"Master, what do you think?" After Lin Xuran understood the whole story, he asked Sun Jixiang, who was also a master of Zheng Ming, and said.

"The coroner has confirmed that it was arsenic that killed him, but the woman insisted that it was a poisonous snake that killed him. This alone cannot overturn the case!" Sun Jixiang shook his head gently and told a contradiction in the case.

Lin Qingran also nodded slightly and recognized Sun Jixiang's analysis. Especially in the case sect, the yamen could not find leftover chicken soup at the woman's house. It was obvious that the woman was guilty and hid it.

As soon as he thought of this, he made a decision in his heart, beat the drummer and then went home to sleep. The most important thing is that such cases cannot increase his case resolution rate at all, and it is a waste of his time.

Since it is related to a major criminal case, the trial location must be placed in the lobby, and the people of Leizhou City are allowed to come in and listen.

After hearing the drums, many people rushed to the government office. However, they didn't know whether the people in Leizhou City had always liked the fun or wanted to witness the appearance of the new magistrate, dozens of people suddenly came.

Someone came from behind.

After putting on the black hat, Lin Qingran led Sun Jixiang towards the direction of the lobby, starting his first trial in his life.

When he walked through Yingong Gate and walked out of the screen, he picked up the majesty of the Lord of the Mansion. His whole face was tense, his eyes were also cold and ruthless, and he walked straight to the desk on the platform and sat down.

He was too young, but he had a creamy face. If he didn't learn to be one-on-one, let alone the people of Leizhou Prefecture, the servants in the hall would probably not be shocked.

Fortunately, he also practiced in the capital for a while and learned some skills in qi cultivation with the great people. Looking at the people watching in the hall, he just thought it was a cabbage.

Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong!

As Lin Weiran appeared, three awesome drums beside him rang out.

Twelve yamen wearing black and red hats, pheasant feathers in their temples, soap-red public uniforms, and high and thick black boots in their feet, and stood face to face under the hall with long water and fire sticks in hand.

They were carefully selected, and they were all burly and ferocious. Now they were standing neatly on both sides of the court, which really had a deterrent power.

Lin Qingran sat upright in front of the desk, staring straight at the hall, looking at the hundreds of people on the other side of the platform. He cleverly turned the pressure from those people into anger, grabbed the gavel and slapped it heavily, and said in a deep voice.

He said: "Ascending to the hall!"

"mighty!"

After training, the twelve yamen servants neatly swung the long sticks of water and fire to pound them on the ground, making a sound that made the scalp numb, which made the people in the hall frightened and didn't even dare to look up at Lin Qingran anymore.

"The man who beats the drum!"

Lin Weiran said with a stern face and loudly again.

Not long after, I saw a small figure walking up to the court with a big step. His steps were quite good, and he didn't seem afraid of the court. His pink face slightly raised and his big and vivid eyes were all over.
Chapter completed!