The daily life of the science master's book-wearing group

"Should I sue Mr. Tsujisu?!"

Mr. Yin Shi of Shuntian Mansion's head buzzed.

In the Great Zhou Dynasty, there was a rule that lawsuits should be fought level by level. If the common people had a dispute, they should first let the elders mediate, and if they failed, they would go to the county to file a lawsuit; , and then appealed to the provincial mobilization agency - the Procuratorate.

This order cannot be messed up.

If someone dares to leapfrog appeals and disturb the judicial order, no matter whether they are wronged or not, they will be flogged fifty times before proceeding.

If the Procuratorate is not satisfied, basically this matter will be the same, very few people will insist on calling to Shuntian Mansion, and Shuntian Mansion should not be in charge of such local matters.

If they come, things must be a big deal.

Mr. Shi would not be so naive as to think that an ordinary person could really bring a lawsuit to Shuntian Mansion with his own ability.

I don't know who is standing behind the sufferer who came to complain.

He turned back and forth a few times anxiously with his hands behind his back, and suddenly covered his head and wailed: "Hey, my head! I have a headache again, first...Let Gu Tong take care of it first."

The yamen servant let out a sigh of relief, stepped forward to support Mr. Shi, and exaggeratedly shouted: "Oh my god! Your lord! Are you all right? Last time Imperial Physician Zhong said that at your age, you should drink less Liquor, look, this headache is happening again! I will invite the imperial physician for you!"

If it is said that the person he wants to sue is Song Cifu, then the local officials in Henan really can't control this matter.

Gu Tongpan's eyes widened in an instant, knowing that what Fu Yin lord pushed him for must not be a good thing, but he didn't expect it to be such a big thing.

Shi Fuyin nodded as if he couldn't stand anymore, was helped into the armchair by the yamen servant, covered his head and hummed weakly.

No matter how difficult it is, the case will always be handled, so I could only hold back my anger and say, "Bring the person up and we'll talk about it."

When he came to the hall, without waiting for Gu Tongpan to say anything, he unfolded the straw mat with a clatter, revealing a skinny old man with a blue complexion inside.

The sufferer who complained came in with his mother, wife and children, and the thing wrapped in a straw mat.

But how could he get involved with a big man like Song Cifu as a commoner?

That is to say, this farmer named Wan Daniu, in order to collect money for his father's medical treatment, Wang sold his own field to a wealthy family named Wang Mazi in the village.

The man was about to open his mouth to express his grievances, but Gu Tongsan raised his hand to stop him: "Who are you?
Which prefecture or county?Why did you go to Shuntian Prefecture to file a complaint? ! "

"Since you are from Henan, why don't you sue the officials in Henan, but come to Tianfu to sue instead?!"

"Master Qingtian! Master Qingtian! You want to be the master of the grassroots! The grassroots..."

"Because...because...caomin, what I want to sue is...but..." The man's chest heaved violently, he hesitated for a while, and finally said as if he made up his mind: "It's the second minister of the court, Master Song!"

The man looked honest and honest, but he was so courageous.

That Gu Tongpan was also unlucky, he was the youngest in the Shuntian Mansion Yamen, and had the least background. Such unlucky things would always happen to him.

"Wait a minute!"

I saw the man wiping the sweat from his forehead, tremblingly, he took out a stack of complaints from his arms, as well as official documents from Maxiang County Government, Runing Prefecture Government, and Henan Xunguan, and handed them over to a group of people. The name of the yamen servant will be handed over to Gu Tongpan by the yamen servant.

The man who wanted to sue was obviously flustered when he heard this, he hurriedly knelt down, kowtowed his head, and stammered, "Return... my lord, I... my family is... the river... ...Nanruning...Fufu...Maxiang County...Sanqiao Village's... Wanwan... Daniu."

As for this man named Wang Mazi, he didn't know what kind of backer he had. After buying his family's land, instead of paying him, he even said that Wan Daniu owed him a debt.

This case is not complicated at all.

There is no need to say more about those official documents, the content is nothing more than to explain that I can't control this matter, so I have to deliver the petition as a last resort, so Gu Tong skipped it, opened the petition, and read it.

How can anyone occupy their own fields and ask Wan's family to pay money.

The reason for Wang Mazi is also simple. He said that Wang Mazi's family's sky is not fat, and the land price is very cheap. He bought a land of two taels of silver per mu, but he had to pay a tax of five taels. The money should come from Wan's family, not him, Wang Mazi.

After reading it, Gu Tong felt it was ridiculous.

Snapped!
He patted the gavel and cursed: "Bold and unreasonable, since the Wang family is unreasonable, you should sue the Wang family. Why do you want to come to the capital to sue Master Cifu?"

Speaking of this matter, Wan Daniu suddenly lost his timidity just now, straightened his back and said loudly: "This tax should not be collected! If it is collected, in the end, it will still fall on us! So I, I want to come The capital told the emperor that the land purchase tax cannot be collected!"