Under the candlelight, Zhu Shiyong, the prefect of Luzhou, unfolded the paper and carefully peeled off the first layer with a knife, revealing the second layer filled with small regular script. He read it over and over again in front of the candlelight with a smile on his face.
"The sinner Wu Wu was originally a yamen worker in Luzhou Prefecture. He loved to make money and drink on weekdays. On the day when the yamen was paid last month, he gathered in a gambling house in Dongshi. He lost all his monthly salary and spent money on public property, totaling five guan.
Six hundred Wen, because I was worried that I would not be able to go home to explain to my wife and the government, I saw that my daily gambling friend Qin Dalang spent a lot of money, so I borrowed money from Qin Dalang to make up for the loophole."
"Qin Dalang borrowed money from Ang Wu Brother for six days to solve his urgent need. However, he wanted to return it within three days, and the debt collection was urgent. Ang Wu Brother had no money to return, so he continued to delay. Qin Dalang was angry and threatened to
After informing the Yamen and the family members of Ang Wu Ko, Ang Wu Ko had no choice but to have evil thoughts."
"On the evening of the eighth day of June, the criminal Angkor invited Qin Dalang to a restaurant for a drink on the pretext of paying back money. After making him drunk, he carried him to Datong Hutong in the northwest corner and strangled him to death. His body was hidden in Huangtugang, Xicheng. Later, the Su family investigated
The investigation was urgent, and there happened to be a fight between the junior officials of the Su family in the street. Brother Wu suddenly remembered that that night when Qin Dalang was drunk, he cursed the young master of the Su family, and the words "chamber of commerce" and "undercover" were mentioned in the conversation, so he committed suicide.
Being clever, I made up a suicide note, transported his body to the Feishui River in the south of the city, and dumped it. During the autopsy, I put the suicide note in the body's arms to frame Su Xiaoguan."
"Now the truth about this case has come to light. Angkor evading debts, killing people and blaming innocent people is really a heinous crime. According to the law, he should be punished with the death penalty. Now the Luzhou government has found out the facts and sentenced him to detention and sent him to prison. He will be beheaded in Qiuhou after the Ministry of Punishment decides.
punishment."
Underneath the confession was the autograph of Angkor Wu. Zhu Shiyong read it again and after confirming that there were no loopholes, he placed the confession on the desk and said loudly: "Here..."
The teacher respectfully lifted the curtain from the outside and entered, lowering his hands and saying, "What are your orders, sir?"
"This is the confession of Brother Ang Wu. Take it to Mr. Feng, the Sentencing Secretary, to handle it in accordance with the law. I will also inform you all that a notice will be posted at noon tomorrow to make it public to the people." Zhu Shiyong picked up the tea cup and blew on the green tea floating on it.
The green tea tip makes a "thorny" sound when you take a sip.
The master took the petition and read it quickly. His lips moved slightly, as if he had something to say, but he finally held back, agreed, and bowed to exit.
"Liu Silang has been kneeling outside for a while." Zhu Shiyong said to the master's rickety body.
The teacher turned around and said, "Yes, sir, Liu Laotou has been kneeling for half an hour."
"Tell him to come in." Zhu Shiyong said calmly.
After a while, Liu Lao came in with his head lowered like a pupil who made a mistake. As soon as he entered the door, he knelt down and kowtowed, and said in a tearful voice: "Sir, please forgive me this time. I really didn't mean to scold you.
My wife and I have been quarreling with each other for a few days, and my head is about to split, and I am all confused. My lord, just treat it like a dog barking at you twice, and spare the little man."
Zhu Shiyong said: "What are you doing? Get up quickly. Didn't you just scold me a few times? Am I such a narrow-minded person?"
Liu Laotou was confused and refused to get up suspiciously; Zhu Shiyong raised his hand to signal him to get up and speak, and then Liu Laotou got up and timidly came to Zhu Shiyong's side.
"Don't be so cautious. I have forgotten that. Not only will I not punish you, but I will reuse you in the future. By the way, there will be a vacancy here in a while. I am considering whether to promote you.
This is missing."
"Thank you for your cultivation, sir. I will do my best to serve you in my humble position. I will climb mountains of knives, descend into seas of fire, and get into oil pans. If I frown, I, Liu Silang, am not the son of my mother."
Prison leader Liu was so excited that he couldn't speak at all. This was an opportunity. Although the prison leader may have some tricks up his sleeve, he was not an official or a citizen. He was a loser if he was neither good nor half-hearted. Moreover, he dealt with prisoners every day and glared at everyone he saw.
Because of this, I often got into trouble and was scolded by my wife. The magistrate actually deliberately cultivated me, which was like a golden doll falling from the sky.
Zhu Shiyong laughed and said: "What do I want you to do, go to the mountain of swords and the sea of fire? Is my Luzhou government office like a dragon's pond and a tiger's den? This vacancy is a fat one. The tax warehouse is the most important warehouse of our Luzhou government office."
Secretary, what is lacking is the position of deputy director. I wonder if you are interested?"
"Adults are the reborn parents of villains..." Liu Laotou burst into tears and wished he could hug Zhu Shiyong and chew it wildly.
"Don't be happy yet. The position of promotion officer is an important one and requires a very close person to take it on. I am a little hesitant whether you are qualified for the job."
"With the help of adults, the villain's future depends on the adults." Liu Laotou said hurriedly.
"Are you really willing?"
"A little dream."
"Well, go and help me with something. If you succeed, I will recommend you to the position of deputy chief executive." Zhu Shiyong looked at Liu Silang and said.
"My lord, please give me your instructions." Liu Silang bowed and said.
"Immediately go to the prison and deal with the former prisoner Wu Wuge. Your hands and feet must be clean." Zhu Shiyong lowered his voice and stared at Liu Silang like an eagle.
"Handle...deal with it?" Liu Silang didn't understand what it meant for a moment.
Zhu Shiyong stretched out his hand and made a 'click' gesture and looked at him without blinking.
Liu Silang was so excited that he felt chills all over his body. Even though he usually shouted at five people and six people, none of his men were killed. But when he really wanted to kill someone, he played the pipa on his calf, shaking his muscles so much.
"Are you afraid? If you are, just step back, forget what I said, and just think I made a joke." Zhu Shiyong's eyes became cold, he turned to look at the files on the desk and ignored him.
Liu Silang really wanted to turn around and escape from this place, but he understood that as soon as he walked out of this room, his life would be over. Losing the errand was a trivial matter, but he might die a violent death.
Liu Silang's mind was boiling like boiling water, weighing the pros and cons, and finally a sentence came to his mind and quickly gained the upper hand: "Wealth and wealth can be found in danger."
"Sir, the villain did it..." Liu Silang gritted his teeth and said.
"Don't force it. There is no turning back arrow when you shoot your bow. If you do it, you won't be able to turn back. But you don't have to worry. If the sky falls, sir, I will hold it up. Your life is worth more than yours." Zhu Shiyong said calmly.
"Young man... understand, tell me, what should I do?" The muscles on Liu Silang's face were tangled and twisted under the light. The difference between light and dark was very majestic and terrifying.
"Go get a rope, hang it on the top of the fence, and fake it as a suicide. After reporting it, the officer will conclude that he committed suicide out of fear of crime." Zhu Shiyong's tone was calm, as if he was not talking about killing, but getting rid of a dog.
Kittens and puppies.
"I obey my orders!" Liu Silang bowed and left the house in a hurry.
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Su Jin invited Li Chongtong to visit Bao Zheng for several days in a row, but Bao Zheng returned disappointed because he failed to return from his trip. The purpose of Su Jin's visit to Bao Zheng was naturally to ask Bao Zheng to introduce him to Luzhou Prefecture as an academic officer, so that he could participate in the Autumn Festival.
Recommended status for the university entrance examination.
During the Song Dynasty, the status of a scholar did not need to be determined by examination like in the previous or subsequent dynasties. Instead, the qualifications were determined through academic recommendation from various places. After participating in the government examination, everyone could be called a scholar regardless of whether they passed or failed. Therefore, they were often teased in the streets.
Those who failed in government examinations were called "scholars who failed to pass", which meant a lot of ridicule.
Despite this, there are still limits on the number of students who can participate in the government examinations in each place, and this right is in the hands of Ti Xue.
Since Bao Zheng is not here, Su Jin doesn't want to go looking for Lord Tixue rashly. He already has a grudge with the prefect. Who knows what kind of person this Lord Tixue is? What if he is the same person and goes there rashly?
Being rejected means there is no room left.
In his free time, Su Jin took Li Zhong and chatted with Fenglou. Li Zhong was a person who had participated in the imperial examination. Su Jin wanted to learn from him about his literacy. After all, he didn't know what to test in the exam.
Well, why talk about anything else.
Yan Biyun occasionally came to sit with her for a while. Ever since Su Jin got drunk and forced her to sleep all afternoon, and her breasts were sticky with saliva, the two of them were a little embarrassed when they met, and occasionally their eyes met.
He blushed and moved away quickly, as if he had done something wrong.
Yan Biyun seemed to be very busy during this period. Every time he sat down for a while, someone would come to report something in a low voice. Yan Biyun had to say goodbye with a smile. Su Jin secretly wondered whether there would be so many things in Hefeng Tower that need to be dealt with by the boss.
?It is said that the Yan family's business is like this all over the world. Yan Biyun's life is hard enough. Don't these shopkeepers use their brains?dd