Su Ce turned his horse around and did not waste time in the East Palace. As a military leader, Su Ce would only lose the face of the Anbei line if he did things in public, just like charging into battle requires a strong general, not the presence of a commander in person.
Zhou Wei had broken an arm and had already withdrawn from Zhechong Mansion. Now Zhechong Mansion in Wannian County would not come forward. Su Ce turned around and returned to Su Mansion and asked his servants to go to the Wannian County Government Office. , He only said that it was a servant from Bosu Ce's house in Jingyang County who brought bedding to Zhou Wei in the county jail. Su Ce didn't let the servant say anything more.
The war between the two countries also requires the division to be famous. Now Zhou Wei is no longer a government soldier, but just a commoner in Wannian County. The military and civil affairs have always been clearly separated. If Su Ce wants to succeed in this matter, he cannot use Anbei. One line of power.
In the palace, the sage Zhao Yumin was taking a nap. The prince's supervision of the country was not an important military and political matter, and the sage Zhao Yumin did not care about it.
Less than two years after the peace, Daqian's century-old campaign left too many hidden diseases on Daqian's body. The power of the military has already penetrated into all aspects of Daqian, and the advantage of war is not good for the emperor.
Su Ce went home and locked himself in his room. His teacher, Li Sizhe, had been waiting for a long time. At night, Su Ce ordered Li Chang to release the news: "Tomorrow, after ten thousand years of observation, the first garrison of the third town of the third town of the Anbei Protectorate will be guarded. Bing, Su Ce asks the seniors to judge!"
Apart from that, Su Ce and Li Sizhe stayed in the study all the time, and no one knew what the two were discussing.
Zhou Wei's affairs were just an introduction, and military households were under the jurisdiction of the military Zhechong Prefecture, and military laws were used to reward and punish them.
As for Zhou Wei, he was just a remnant soldier who had retired from the military. The Zhechong Mansion had already changed Zhou Wei's military status to civilian status. This was the most thorny issue in the whole matter.
It's a pity that Su Ce is caught in the middle and is in a dilemma.
If you violate the Daqian Law, the evidence will be conclusive, and you will have no complaints for three days and practice the law.
The next day, Su Ce did not cleanse his face as usual, nor did he take care of the stubble on his face, nor did he wear narrow military uniforms as usual. Instead, he asked Li Chang to take the dark crimson earl's attire. , brocade clothes and wide robes, strict and dignified, elegant, exquisite and luxurious, tied up in a bun, wearing a gold and silver crown, a serious aristocratic dress, Su Ce can only dress up like one palm.
Su Ce's favorite thing is to dress up as a warrior, but Su Ce had no choice but to wear this outfit today.
Stepping out of the study, Li Chang handed Su Ce a horizontal knife. Su Ce pulled out the horizontal knife and flicked the blade with his fingers: "Ding!"
"Today, match the sword!"
Su Ce suddenly sheathed the sword and threw it to Li Chang. Li Chang didn't say anything. He held the horizontal sword and put it back. He went to the weapon room and took out an iron sword. This was a ceremonial sword. Although it was a ceremonial sword, it was used It is made from hundreds of steel smelting, the Su family is rich, the head of the family is a Martial Lord, and all the weapons and armor are made of good materials.
Warriors should wear swords, and literati should wear swords. This is a rule in the storybook, but there is no such rule in Daqian. Both literati and warriors like to wear swords, and weapons like swords are only worn during great ceremonies.
Su Ce hung the sword on his waist, frowned slightly, squinted his eyelids, and walked out. As he walked, he said, "I'm not going to ride today, so I'll take a ride!"
The imperial chariot is accompanied by sixteen white war horses.
The prince's chariot is accompanied by eight white horses.
The royal carriage can use six black horses.
The Founding Marquis's carriage can use four black horses.
The founding earl's carriage can use three black horses.
To build the Guozi men's carriage, you can use two black horses.
Those who are not nobles can only ride horses and carriages, and those who are not officials can only ride one-horse carriages.
Su Ce said he wanted to take a ride. It was not just a carriage trip. Su Ce played with Dudu for a while, and then asked Dudu's personal nanny to carry Dudu to find her mother. Su Ce had something serious to do today. Do.
At this time, outside the Su Mansion, the entire count's guard of honor had been unfolded.
Sixteen armored cavalry surrounded Su Ce's three-horse carriage. Li Chang knew what Su Ce was going to do. When he helped Su Ce onto the carriage, he whispered: "Alang, be careful!"
"I know, don't worry, take care of your family!" Su Ce's voice came from inside the carriage. Li Changsu stood at the door of the Su Mansion, beat his chest and stamped his feet and shouted: "May the military fortune be prosperous!"
This is not the etiquette of master and servant, but the etiquette of military expeditions.
Li Chang watched Su Ce's guard of honor disappear at the corner of the street, and shouted to the servant at the door: "Close the door!"
There are more than 300 noble families above the count in Chang'an City. Except for weddings and funerals, no one has used the full set of ceremonial guards.
The sixteen guards outside the carriage are all Su Ce's generals, some old and young, all tall and strong. All sixteen are fully clothed, with uniform leather armor, a horizontal sword at the waist, and an iron hand in the left hand. Xiang, with a spear in his right hand, and a three-stone strong bow and quiver hanging from the saddle.
As a distinguished noble, Jinwu couldn't help himself.
There is a curfew in Chang'an City, which is closed at Hai hour and open at Chen hour. The scope of the common people's activities is within this square. The nobles do not use this privilege very much. But today Su Ce is trying to take advantage of the privileges of the nobles. There is a dispute between the monarch and his ministers. Why not fight with the emperor?
Since I can't help myself, I also have to do it.
Yinshi set off and walked for half an hour to the county government office in Wannian County. However, Su Ce did not get out of the car and just asked the guard of honor to stop at the gate of the county government office.
At chen o'clock, a drum sounded, and the county government office in Wannian County opened the gate on time.
In the surprised eyes of the Wannian County Yamen guards, the gate of the county government slowly opened. Su Ce got off the carriage, folded his hands together, pressed the hilt of his sword, and stared at the plaque at the entrance of Wannian County Yamen with a pair of tiger eyes. He looked but said nothing.
After waiting for two cups of tea, the clerk of the county government went to the gate of the county government and shouted loudly: "Thousands of years have passed since the county government, if you hit the military office, the people can judge!"
"If Zhou Wei of Wannian County collides with the Yamen of the Ministry of War, the people can judge him!"
"If Zhou Wei of Wannian County collides with the Yamen of the Ministry of War, the people can judge him!"
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After three consecutive cadences of shouting, no one went into the county office to watch the county magistrate judge the prisoners.
In the past, there were many young and old officials in Chang'an City, but today no one came.
Or maybe there are too many people coming.
On the entire street, in addition to Su Ce's guard of honor, more and more people began to gather.
These people are common people, but not ordinary people.
I saw that the whole street was full of old people. It was better to say they were old soldiers than old people.
"Someone, Anbei Prefecture, the third guard city, the third town, the third garrison, Tangdai Mountain!"
"Someone, Anbei Mansion, Second Guard City Sixth Town, Zhang Yan!"
"Someone, Anbei Prefecture, Sixth Guards City, Third Town, Second Guards and Fourth Fort, Cao Kang!"
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Hoarse shouts followed by coughs resounded through the streets. The people of Guanlong and their fellow villagers are the party, and the government soldiers in Guanlong are the most united. Now that Zhou Wei is in trouble alone, he will be tried by the Wannian County Government today. You know Zhou Wei's family is a century-old military household. Although the century-old military household has no official or nobility, they have met many comrades over the years. When the Zhou family reaches Zhou Wei's generation, all their uncles died on the battlefield. Zhou Wei's first cousins are now Only Zhou Wei was left, and the rest had sacrificed their lives for the country in the wars over the years.
There may not be many military households like the Zhou family in other prefectures in Daqian, but in the Guanlong area, there are many such military households that have existed for hundreds of years. Many military households marry each other's daughters and wives. And move your whole body.
There is a rotation system in the Daqian army, and there is a custom of dividing troops, otherwise there will be chaos in the army.
It's just that the military divided up the troops in Guanlong, so there won't be any trouble. But it's not necessarily the case for Wannian County Government.
Dujia, the magistrate of Wannian County, was already sitting uneasy when he heard the voice coming from the interface to the court.
The plaque hanging high in the mirror seemed to be about to fall down at any time. He raised his head and looked past Zhou Wei, who was kneeling in the court hall, and then across the front yard of the county government office, the gate of the county government office, and the street. Wannian County Magistrate Du Jia let out a long sigh.
Su Ce did not enter the county government office, but the shouts of old soldiers on the interface made Dujia sweat on his forehead.
At this time, the clerk of the county government ran quickly from the gate of the county government back to the court hall, whispering in Dujia's ear about the situation on the street.
The streets in Chang'an City are very wide, but thousands of old soldiers blocked the streets in front of the county government.
These were thousands of old soldiers wearing armor and holding swords. Dujia was sweating like a spring. When he thought of his fierce wife at home and his pampered only son, Dujia only regretted that he had not married a wise wife.
But there was no escaping what was happening in front of him. Dujia glanced in the direction of the East Palace, shook his head, and shouted: "Take the main culprit Du Mo!"
Du Jia's words made the government officials in the hall a little overwhelmed.
Du Jia looked at the stunned government officials and shouted with anger in his heart: "Didn't you hear that I asked you to arrest people? Go quickly!"
Soon Du Mo, who looked disdainful, was brought to the hall by the government officials and said impatiently: "Dad, why do you want your son to come here?"
Fourteen-year-old Du Mo had no idea how much trouble he had caused.
"You son of a bitch, why don't you kneel down!" Du Jia looked at his only son who failed to live up to expectations, but the anger in his heart suddenly vented. How can any parent not love their children? They just have to admit when they make mistakes. Du Jia thought of the first time he went to the police station. Kangfang was beaten by his father until he couldn't get out of bed for half a month, but he never slapped Du Mo.
"Kneel down, just kneel down! Mom will come later, let's see what you do!" Du Mo just felt that his father was acting strange today.
"Please ask Jingyang County Bo to judge!" Du Jia had already interrogated Zhou Wei last night, and also knew who Zhou Wei said was the person who helped him uphold justice. He originally thought that Su Ce would not lose face in the East Palace. , but I didn’t expect that Su Ce wouldn’t even give it to Donggong today.
How could Dujia understand that the military's interests would be harmed by not recruiting troops for three years, and there would be resentment at the expense of the military. This resentment could only be vented, as he was in his position and could not help himself.
"Du Mo rode his horse, causing one death and three injuries to the people. He was beheaded and the master Zhou paid hundreds of dollars to pay for the suffering. The Bo of Jingyang County raised troops in the capital and reported to the Ministry of War. The county magistrate protected the prisoner Du Mo and took away his official status according to the law." Du Jia knew that he could only do everything right at this time. His only son, Du Mo, would not survive, but the Jingyang County uncle did not want to be left behind!
Su Ce listened to the trial results reported by the government officials. The corners of his mouth twitched a few times, but he said nothing. He turned around and got into the carriage, whose wheels creaked.
Su Ce's motorcade did not transfer to Su Mansion, but went straight to Beiyamen.
At noon, Su Ce was asked to get off the carriage by a group of forbidden troops, and as soon as he entered.
A purple-robed eunuch in the courtyard began to announce the decree: "... Bosu Ce of Jingyang County neglected his duties, took away his official position, and guarded the border to atone for his crime!"
Su Ce took a deep breath and twitched the corners of his mouth. He was being treated as a chicken to scare the monkeys, but Chang'an was probably not peaceful in the past two years.
Su Ce thought a lot last night. This is politics. The saint's first arrow kills two birds with one stone. The Beiya Forbidden Army and the Anbei line survived safely, but he didn't know where the next arrow would hit? Annan or Anxi?
After receiving the order, Su Ce came out of the Beiyamen and looked at the sky in Chang'an City. He thought of what he had talked about with his teacher Li Sizhe all night long last night. It was time to clean up the moths in the Anbei line.