Judge of the Lamp

Zhang Jingwen, Shangshu of the Ministry of punishment, brought his subordinates to Minshi.

Seeing the official post, the Qiancheng people reacted the same as before, the shoppers ran away, and the sellers knelt down and begged for mercy.

Zhang Jingwen hurried forward, helped the vendor who was kneeling on the ground up, and bowed deeply to the crowd: "The day before yesterday, several Zaolis from the Ministry of Punishment came here to commit crimes and disturb the villagers. Zhang has been dismissed for such villains." , and be severely punished as an example to others,

Zaoli is rampant and evil, but he blames Zhang for not being strict in his rule. He is here today to make amends for the villagers. "

Zhang Jingwen took the cash and led the yamen to identify the traders who had been bullied before and compensate them one by one.

He did this to protect himself. As for his son, if he couldn't get it out, the Shenji Division had already sentenced him to eighty sticks, five years in prison, and a fine of five hundred silver.

Zhang Jingwen made a round of compensation, and was just about to leave Minshi, when the Minister of the Household Department arrived shortly thereafter.

Looking at those Zhaomo with bruised noses and swollen faces in Hubu, Zhang Jingwen understood that Shangshu Hubu also came to make amends, so he smiled awkwardly and dared not say a word.

With the precedents set by the Ministry of Punishment and the Ministry of Household Affairs, the ministers never dared to think about the civil market again.

Xu Zhiqiong went to the Shenji Division to have a drink, and the chief executive Hua Hongxiao accompanied him.

Looking at the first tower, Xu Zhiqiong felt quite emotional.

When he pretended to be Shan Zhongming and served as the head of the Shenji Division, he also lived in the head building.

The first building of the pivot had been burned long ago, and the first building where Hua Hongxiao lived now belonged to Ge Junxin, the deputy chief of the pivot.

Xu Zhiqiong drank a cup of wine and said with a smile, "Is the chief's job easy to do?"

Hua Hongxiao stretched her shoulders and neck, and rubbed her chest: "The job is not difficult, but I always wear men's clothes every day, so it's a little more restrictive."

Hua Hongxiao has a broad mind, and always wears men's clothing, which is indeed a little too restrictive.

The so-called Hua Hongxiao was Hong Huaxiao.

Although I haven't seen her for many years, even though Hong Huaxiao is no longer a man, when Xu Zhiqiong introduced her to Hong Huaheng, Hong Huaheng could tell at a glance that this was his elder brother.

Without the slightest hesitation, Hong Huaheng immediately wrote a memorial, recommending Hong Huaxiao as the head of the Shenji Division.

Looking at the furnishings in the main building, Xu Zhiqiong was about to express his emotions when he saw Hong Huaxiao took out a list: "The ministers on this list have done too many outrageous deeds, and I have all the evidence. If you want to arrest them and put them in prison, this matter is still waiting for you to decide."

Xu Zhiqiong flipped through it casually, handed it to Hong Huaxiao and said, "I don't need to decide this matter, you are the head of the Shenji Division, and you can just decide on your own, and don't need to ask others."

Hong Huaxiao smiled slightly: "But you can trust me?"

"If you can't believe it, how can I entrust you with the master of the magic machine?"

"Since you can trust me, why didn't you bring me with you when you fought against that stupid king?"

Hong Huaxiao never let go of this matter.

Xu Zhiqiong did not tell Hong Huaxiao when he fought Hong Juncheng.

Among the people around Xu Zhiqiong, Hong Huaxiao had the highest cultivation and the strongest combat power, but Xu Zhiqiong seemed to ignore her.

There are two reasons for this. The first reason is that Xu Zhiqiong did not plan to fight Hong Juncheng hard. Once Hong Juncheng is allowed to exert his full strength, plus Hong Huaxiao, he is not his opponent.

The second is that Hong Juncheng is Hong Huaxiao's father after all.

Hong Huaxiao saw through this layer of worries, and asked Xu Zhiqiong instead: "Are you worried that I will show mercy to that stupid king? After all, you still can't trust me."

Xu Zhiqiong said with a smile: "I trust you, but after all, we can't violate human nature. We have worked so hard to make people live like human beings. How can I force you to do things against human nature?"

Hong Huaxiao lowered his head and took a sip of his wine.

Although he looked unconvinced on his face, he was very grateful to Xu Zhiqiong in his heart.

When he really met Hong Juncheng on the battlefield, Hong Huaxiao really didn't know what to do.

Putting down his wine glass, Hong Huaxiao sighed softly and said, "It's been a long time since I wandered around in Shenlin City. Walking on the street today, I saw many people smiling, but I haven't seen Qiancheng people laughing so much before."

"It's good to love to laugh," Xu Zhiqiong ate a plum, "Look at how good-looking you are when you smile."

Hong Huaxiao lowered his head slightly, blushing and said, "Is it really pretty?"

"It's beautiful!" Xu Zhiqiong drank another glass of wine, seemingly not understanding Hong Huaxiao's meaning correctly.

Hong Huaxiao's face became hot for a while, he didn't know what to say, and changed the subject: "There is still a lot of manpower shortage in the Shenji Division."

"As for the manpower, I will find a way, and someone will come soon."

After drinking two more cups, Xu Zhiqiong got up to say goodbye, Hong Huaxiao sent him downstairs, looked at Xu Zhiqiong's back, and sighed, "This is such a good boy."

After returning to the Department of Punishment, Xu Zhiqiong called Jiang Shengqun and others over.

These people are all former members of the Shenji Division. Now that Hong Juncheng is dead, Hong Huaxiao only needs to write a memorial saying that they were previously incognito and performing confidential tasks. Now that the important tasks are completed, they can restore their identities.

This matter is entirely voluntary, and those who want to rejoin the Shenji Division can just come to Xu Zhiqiong to sign up. Working in the Shenji Division does not affect their being judges, which is the same as Xu Zhiqiong's situation in the Lantern Yamen.

If he wanted to break away from the way of judges and completely return to his previous life, Xu Zhiqiong would not stop him, but there was one thing, if the secrets of the way of judges could not be leaked in the future, the cultivation of judges on his body would also have to be abolished.

After clarifying the conditions, none of the people wanted to leave the way of judges, but some people did want to return to the Divine Machine Division.

Shen Shuliang is one, not only wants to go back to God Machine, he also wants to go home.

But his son Shen Weiyi didn't want to go back to Shen Jisi, so he didn't want to stay by Shen Shuliang's side.

Zhang Shifeng wanted to go back to the God Machine Division, but Chen Zhengming still hesitated.

Bao Huailuo said that he was getting old and he didn't want to go back to work as an errand, so it's good to go home once in a while to have a look.

Jiang Shengqun has no family, so Xu Zhiqiong persuaded him to go back. The current Shenji Secretary employs people with real skills, and with Jiang Shengqun's cultivation, he can be the deputy chief.

Jiang Shengqun declined politely: "I'm an idle person, and I've always been excluded in the department of magic tricks. How can I live happily in the department of punishment for evil?"

Xu Zhiqiong asked in surprise, "You don't feel lonely in the Punishment Department?"

Jiang Shengqun said with a smile: "A few days ago, I just bought two servants from the Yin Division, each of which is more handsome than the other. I can hardly handle it. Why do I still feel lonely?"

Xu Zhiqiong was taken aback: "Did Shi Cheng tell you not to do it more than ten times a month?"

Jiang Shengqun was stunned for a while, and stretched out his fingers to calculate: "Yesterday, it was nine times, and the day before yesterday was..."

After only two days of counting, Jiang Shengqun's face turned pale: "What will happen if it exceeds?"

……

At night, Xu Zhiqiong came to the street to wander.

The day before yesterday, he asked Hong Huaheng to submit a memorial, canceling the night ban of Qiancheng Kingdom.

I thought that the night in Shenlin City would be very lively, but maybe the people are not used to it, and there are not many businesses at night, and the streets are still deserted.

There is no need to worry about this matter. After a few days, the restaurants and teahouses will open, and the bustling night will follow.

Walking near the north gate, a group of people, ragged and disheveled, entered the city gate.

They wore wooden shackles on their bodies and iron shackles on their feet. Every time they took a step, there was a loud clatter.

Escorting prisoners into town late at night?
When did the Ministry of Criminal Police be so diligent?

Xu Zhiqiong took a closer look, and found that the prisoners were not escorted by the Ministry of Criminal Justice, they were wearing special official robes, and they were Jinxiu pen officials.

"Hurry up!" Wu Yaosan, the pen official of Jinxiu, swung his whip and hit a woman.

The woman sobbed, not daring to make a sound.

"You girl, do you still want to? Tell her to go faster, can't you hear me?" Xiao Guohan, the clerk of Jinxiu, kicked a child.

The child's father felt distressed and wanted to hug the child, but wearing shackles, he could only cry secretly.

Xu Zhiqiong wanted to kill this group of bastards, but this matter had to be investigated first.

He followed behind, quietly listening to the words of the Jinxiu pen official.

"This god is in the city, why don't you close the city gate at night?"

"It's my first time here too. Xu is at the feet of the emperor. That's the rule."

"Did you see it just now? The sergeants guarding the gate are not wearing mourning clothes."

"Isn't it late at night, maybe someone sneaked off for a while."

"Can you take it off at night? It's against the rules!"

"If you think it's against the rules, you can arrest them."

"How dare I, what is their status, but I don't think it's just them, there are many rascals who don't wear mourning clothes, shouldn't they be arrested?"

"It should be caught, but it's not your turn to catch them. Each has its own territory, so don't steal their business."

Xu Zhiqiong looked at the group of people dragging their shackles and silently disappeared into the night.

That night, he called Qin Yan and asked about the staff of Jinxiu.

Qin Yan said: "This subordinate is about to report to you that every time a divine ruler dies and a new ruler ascends the throne, Jinxiu writers from all over the world will take this opportunity to arrest criminals and earn some meritorious service."

"How do you earn this merit?"

"It's all based on funerals. Those who don't wear mourning clothes, don't set up coffins at home, perform funerals, cry without heart, and laugh when they have nothing to do will be arrested."

Xu Zhiqiong frowned and said, "Isn't the funeral already over?"

Qin Yan sighed: "The funeral of God's Lincheng is over, but the states and counties are in a different situation.
In the whole life of the Jinxiu pen official, maybe this chance of promotion is just this one, so how can I let it go easily?
According to the old practice of Qiancheng, when they arrive at Shenlin City, they can meet the god king once. As long as they bring prisoners, they can at least be promoted to a higher level.
If you catch more people, you will naturally be appreciated by the gods. There have been even those who have been promoted to the third level.
Hundreds of Jinxiu pen officials had already come before, and they brought criminals to the palace, insisting on meeting the new king and waiting to receive the reward.

I advised them to let him go and go back quickly, but they didn't listen, and I was also worrying about this matter. "

Xu Zhiqiong thought for a moment and said, "How many Jinxiu writers are there in Qiancheng Kingdom?"

Qin Yan thought for a moment and said, "About 3000 people."

"There are more than 3000 people, and the Shenji Prison can't hold it."

Qin Yan said: "Take a few and scare them, the rest will leave naturally."

Xu Zhiqiong shook his head and said: "It's not right, I came all the way, after all, I want to give some rewards, let them stay and become a Beijing official."

"Beijing official?" Qin Yan was very puzzled.

"Yes, Beijing official, this matter is up to you to handle, and there is no need to alarm the gods."

……

At noon the next day, hundreds of Jinxiu pen officials entered the palace and stood neatly in Yunzheng Yuan.

Qin Yan called names one by one: "Wu Yaosan, Xiao Guohan..."

Qin Yan selected 20 people in a row, and ordered: "Everyone, go and change your clothes and wait for Mianjun."

Wu Yaosan was very excited to see the new monarch.

He brought more than 30 criminals this time, and he was considered the best among Jinxiu's pen officials.

Xiao Guohan also arrested more than [-] people. It seems that this is appreciated by the gods and will be reused in the future.

Everyone followed the servants to Xinzhong Pavilion. Wu Yaosan and Xiao Guohan were from the same township. They bowed their heads and whispered on the way: "I heard that our group of people can stay in Shenlin City to be officials in the capital."

Xiao Guohan was both surprised and delighted: "Really? Don't play tricks on me."

"What am I playing with you, we will all be colleagues in the future, and we can take care of each other."

Everyone vaguely heard some movements, knowing that they were going to be officials in the capital, and all of them looked happy.

After entering the Xinzhong Pavilion, Yue Liusheng had been waiting in the attic for a long time, and when he saw that everyone had come, he ordered: "Everyone, change your clothes."

Seeing many servants standing in the attic, Xiao Guohan was very happy: "Is this still serving us to change clothes?"

Wu Yaosan also said a few words of politeness, clasped his fists at the servants and said, "Don't bother you, we will do it ourselves."

"No," Yue Liusheng waved his hands, "You can't do things that are life-threatening."

Life is at stake?

People didn't understand it.

With a wave of Yue Liusheng's hand, the servants stepped forward one after another, restrained the group of Jinxiu pen officials, and tied them tightly one by one.

Wu Yaosan struggled desperately, and hissed, "What is this going to do?"

Yue Liusheng covered Wu Yaosan's mouth with a piece of rag, and said with a smile, "Everyone will serve in the palace from now on, and will be colleagues from now on."

Xiao Guohan was still struggling aside, Yue Liusheng was annoyed, and peeled off a palm-sized piece of skin from his chest.

After losing the piece of skin, Yue Liusheng ordered to do it, and the servants each held a delicate knife, and stepped forward to remove the foundation of Jinxiu's pen official.

Wu Yaosan rolled all over the ground in pain, wanting to bump his head to death, but he didn't have the courage.

Xiao Guohan's eyes were bloodshot, remembering that he had just married a concubine, he could not stop whining in his throat.

A large number of Jinxiu pen officials entered the palace one after another. Qin Yan checked the roster and said to Li Quangen: "How many people did the late emperor kill?"

Li Quangen estimated: "There are more than 600 people."

Qin Yan nodded: "Zhi Dianjian is the hardest one, I will help you fill up the manpower later."

Li Quangen frowned and said: "Brother Qin, there is no need to worry about this matter, I still haven't thought about that matter, please trouble Brother Qin to help me think about it."