Chapter 230: The yamen’s case

Jiangnan Road Yamen.

Under the escort from more than ten yamen runners, Song Zhiche was brought into the yamen courtyard. Those playboys came with him, carrying their eldest son Wang Feng.

Of course, there are also Li Xiulan and his brothers, who were also brought over to serve as witnesses.

Wang Feng sighed all the way, and touched his nosebleed all over his face so that he could look even more miserable.

Song Zhi frowned. Although he beat him hard, his strength was very good. The blood was hit by that kid Ajie. Could it be that Wang Feng still wanted to punish me?

Shaking his head, Song Zhi just thought it was ridiculous. There were causes and consequences for this matter. Let’s see how to judge who is right and who is wrong.

There were low walls and ancient tiles in the courtyard, and many weapons were displayed on wooden frames. Song Zhi followed these yamen runners through the front yard and crossed the martial arts field before he finally saw the drums and the closed main hall gate.

The head of the constable was a thin middle-aged man. He looked back at Wang Feng, then looked at the calm Song Zhi, waved his hand to signal the yamen runners to the two sides, and he went to find the county magistrate to go to the hall.

If he saw a son like Wang Feng asking for a ceremony, he would hide away from him and leave it to his men, turning a blind eye to him, and not offending a big family like Wang, nor being able to be stabbed by the people.

But he saw countless people and could see that the strange white clothes were very polite and dressed like a fairy-like spirit. He looked like he was not an ordinary martial artist at first glance, so it was necessary to vent his anger to the county magistrate in advance.

At this moment, a fat and big-eared official with two beards was leisurely eating morning tea.

He is the county magistrate of Jiangnan Road. He is a native of Jiangnan. He is good at filing cases, but not good at filing cases. He knows how to punish unsolved cases so that he can not lose the people's hearts and not offend those Jiangnan nobles.

To put it more, he is a "good official" who enforces the law impartially when there is no big deal. Although he gives enough face to the Jiangnan gentry when there is big deal, he will still send people to appease the wronged people secretly.

If you want to say anything, that is, you will talk to others and speak to ghosts. You are well aware of flattery and protecting your official position, and you will only be careless.

At this moment, the middle-aged head arrested knocked on the door, stepped in carefully, and whispered:

"Mr. Zhao, a case is coming."

County Magistrate Zhao glanced at him, picked up the handkerchief and wiped his mouth, and said lightly:

"I said, Lao Tian, ​​it's all after noon. Do I need this to teach you this principle? Let them wait."

Captain Tian nodded quickly and said yes, but did not raise his foot and leave. Instead, he came to Zhao County Magistrate and whispered something.

"What!? The man from the Wang family in Nanyan Business Company was beaten? Damn it, which idiot did it?" County Magistrate Zhao slapped the table, and his good mood suddenly disappeared.

The magistrate of Zhao has always thought it was troublesome. At this moment, he thought that another indifferent civilian offended the Wang family. Then the result was not necessary to stop the case. Wouldn't this make his official rank be reduced to the people's mouth?

Now is a turbulent time, can you calm down?

"Who from the Wang family was beaten?" County Magistrate Zhao asked impatiently.

"Sir, it's that boy Wang Feng."

Captain Tian answered truthfully.

"Wang Feng?" Zhao County Magistrate was stunned and his expression calmed down a little. Although the Wang family of the Salt Merchant was rich, they had many children in the family. Wang Feng was just one of the young people without "fu". Although he had some business talents, his status was not very high.

The Zhao County Magistrate was used to assessing the identity of the person in front of the hall before the temple and giving relative "face" to Wang Feng. He just didn't offend him, and he didn't need to flatter him.

"Who is in the limelight?" County Magistrate Zhao picked up a cup of tea, took a sip, and asked slowly.

"Hiss, he is a woman in white who uses a sword. She looks like a foreigner, but her subordinates look at her extraordinary demeanor and may have some identity, so they come to ask if they want to open the court in advance." Captain Tian asked tentatively.

Hearing Captain Tian say this, County Magistrate Zhao put down his teacup and thought for a while, nodded and said:

"Prepare to go to the church."

Although Wang Feng is an insignificant role in the Wang family, it is indeed contrary to the face of the Wang family when he waits until the afternoon. County Magistrate Zhao is currently at a critical moment in the officialdom and dare not be careless.

Soon, I was promoted to the grand work of the martial arts performance venue outside the lobby. In this moment, many spectators had arrived. Dayuan had laws. When the yamen judged cases, they were not allowed to stop spectators in order to seek justice.

Is it useful? Master Zizaiguan’s gavel.

After changing into the official uniform and trying to enter the lobby from the secret passage early, County Magistrate Zhao, who saw so many people rushing into the yamen to listen, was shocked and asked Captain Tian beside him:

"What's this little bastard doing?"

Captain Tian: "I heard that he gave the stupid boy in the town a tael of silver and asked him to steal two tickets from the White Dragon Team, and he was taught a lesson in the street."

". When encountering such a thing again in the future, I will say that my official has gone out and asked them to go to the Western Yamen to complain." The magistrate Zhao brushed his sleeves and shook his head into the hall.

Soon, the two covered wooden doors were moved open by the yamen runners, revealing the spacious hall. Song Zhi stepped in with a little curiosity, while Wang Feng was familiar with the road and shouted loudly as soon as he entered the door.

The main seat above the hall was a black gauze hat, dark red robe and a big belly sitting upright on it. There was a square inkstone beside him, and the main seat was sitting beside him, responsible for recording the case.

After hearing Wang Feng's crying, the Zhao County Magistrate cursed in his heart, but on the surface he looked like he was sitting upright and scolded:

"In the court, quiet!"

"Who in the hall, what kind of injustice is there? Come quickly. If there are any quibbling words, I will punish you heavily!"

Although the magistrate Zhao was a slick official, the sound of the official uniform was like a bell when he wore it, and the majesty of the county magistrate was immediately revealed.

Wang Feng immediately closed his mouth tactfully, then pointed at Song Zhi beside him and asked, "You are so brave, you dare not kneel down?"

Song Zhi glanced at him and asked back, "Then why don't you kneel down?"

Wang Feng's body was still suffering from a slight pain. The more he looked at Song Zhi, the more he became unhappy he sneered:

"Today I sued you, beat me in the street for no reason, and what is my identity? Even if you dare to compare with me?"

Song Zhi seemed to hear a big joke and raised his head and smiled:

"You sue me?"

Turning his head to look at the Zhao County Magistrate in the high hall, Song Zhi bowed and said, "He came from the capital. He encountered this incident when he first arrived in Jiangnan today. He specifically sued this person for bullying the weak and committing crimes on the street. He was unable to tell the truth and was domineering."

Song Zhi said a lot in an instant, and made Wang Feng blush and said quickly:

"Stop it, I'm the one who was beaten. My wise look at the wounds on my body."

When Zhao County Magistrate saw that Song Zhi did not kneel, he was also clever and said, not only did he not annoyed, but looked at him with admiration. Especially the calm demeanor in his words made him even more eye-catching.

When he didn't panic, he quickly turned his head and asked the Lord Bo beside him, "Who is this man in white?"

The Lord Bo Dingyan glanced at Song Zhi and replied, "Since it's from the capital, sir, please be more at ease and talk first."

The Magistrate Zhao nodded deeply, coughed and slapped the gavel, shouting:

"quiet!"

"As a person as a grass man, you must kneel down when you see that you are a magistrate. If you don't want to kneel down and speak, you should quickly report your origin."

The Zhao County Magistrate did not look squinting. What he sat here was not the case, but the human relationship and worldly affairs.

(End of this chapter)
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