Dajing female litigator

Chapter 22 Women's Vitigation: Causes (2)

As soon as the man finished speaking, there was a round of applause.

"Snapped--"

so crisp...

The man was shocked, and his voice raised a few degrees involuntarily: "Are you crazy? I..."

Lin Zhongchun thought about it, and chose to turn around and leave.

"It's you!" Medical Officer Du happened to come from outside, and when he saw Lin Zhongchun, he immediately greeted him loudly.

The voices of the people inside stopped abruptly, followed by rustling sounds.

"Hello, Dean Du." Seemingly unable to leave, Lin Zhongchun squeezed out a smile, "I just want to see how the girl sent yesterday is doing. Why is Dean Du on duty again?"

Doctor Du, oh no, it should be Dean Du who smiled: "I'm here to find you."

After talking with her for most of the night last night, he also knew her name and the subject she is currently studying. Dean Du believes that if there are such people who can study in his college, they will definitely be able to achieve great things.

Lin Zhongchun was a little annoyed by yesterday's performance. She felt that the medical officer's method of disinfecting and wiping the wound with white vinegar was very advanced, so she had a shallow discussion with him, and shared some of her disinfection methods and hemostasis methods in Huaxia. I've already mentioned the training of using injured animals to suture wounds, but now it's really... difficult.

Dean Du found everything Lin Zhongchun said to be very novel. He was worried about how to let the students in the hospital practice, but the group of half-baked patients practiced with patients, and there would be accidents if they were not guaranteed.

She suggested that it is a new idea for students to train wounded animals to sew.

"It's a coincidence that the girl woke up not long after you left." President Du said as he walked in, and Lin Zhongchun had no choice but to follow along.

In the room, the little girl's complexion was indeed much better, a little more bloody than yesterday.

Lin Zhongchun walked over with a food box, "I brought you some food, let's just eat it. Yesterday I went to the bathhouse to take a bath and saw you, so I sent you to the hospital."

This also explains why she is in the medical hall.

The little girl nodded, "Thank you, my name is Qi Xiaoyue, and I belong to the seventh branch."

After such a long time, Qi Xiaoyue also figured it out.

It is useless to blame herself, she wants to help Ah Ying and bring the bad guys to justice.

When she smiled with her eyes still red, tears glistened in her eyes, as if she could shed tears in a blink of an eye.

Lin Zhongchun smiled: "Lin Zhongchun, the first branch."

In modern terms, the seventh branch is a research-oriented scholar engaged in astronomy and geography, and Qi Xiaoyue must have a good brain.

Qi Xiaoyue also thought of Lin Zhongchun in the same way. The students in the first branch school studied the Dajing Law, and they are very eloquent.

can speak...

Isn't the training of the first branch of the preparatory lawyers?
Qi Xiaoyue's eyes flickered slightly, she looked up to see that Dean Du and another medical officer were some distance away from them, then lowered her voice: "Zhongchun, can I ask you to write a complaint for me?"

The premise of suing the official is that a pleading is required. If the person suing the official cannot write it, he can file an oral lawsuit, and then the government will write it for him.

No case will be accepted without a pleadings, unless it is an informal complaint.

The provisions of the Dajing law, to some extent, made the purpose of the appeal clearer for the parties involved, but it also discouraged many ordinary people who could not afford to hire a lawyer to write the pleadings.

Now that she had an opportunity, she wanted to ask Lin Zhongchun for help.

A professional person is always better than an unprofessional person like her writing indiscriminately.

Lin Zhongchun understood what she meant, but this time it was not like the last time he helped Ma Liuniang. Ma Liuniang was from a poor family, and the person in front of him asked her for help seriously, and had to charge for writing legal documents.

"We have to collect money," Lin Zhongchun gestured, "Eight hundred Wen."

This is the most basic fee, and the price has to be raised for complex cases involving pleadings.

Qi Xiaoyue blinked, she couldn't afford that much money, but she was willing to pay the fee: "I want it now."

It's better to do it sooner rather than later, she is afraid that her brother will find out that it can't be done.

Lin Zhongchun paused, looked around, and finally saw a pen and paper on Dean Du's desk, "Dean Du, can I borrow your pen and paper?"

Dean Du is still sharing with another medical officer what Lin Zhongchun told him yesterday, "Okay, you can use it."

Lin Zhongchun came to Qi Xiaoyue's side with a pen and paper, "Just keep talking, I'll organize your words and write them on paper."

speech?
Qi Xiaoyue shook her head in confusion, she didn't know where to start the matter: "It's not me who wants to sue the judge, but a neighbor's younger sister. Zhongchun, can you accompany me to find her?"

Although she also knew the cause and the result of the incident, Ah Ying told her all about it.

Qi Xiaoyue thought, maybe she could ask Ah Ying for her thoughts.

Unlike leaving the academy before, Lin Zhongchun came out this time in the name of receiving a complaint.

Fortunately, most of the courses in the first branch of the school are writing legal documents, which can be completed privately, so Mrs. Shen approved leave approval very happily, and it took a full five days to approve it.

Qi Xiaoyue's family lives in the south direction of Jindu City. After going out of the south gate, [-] kilometers south is Yecheng, which is very prosperous in business and trade.

Lin Zhongchun followed her to the south of the city, and along the open south gate, she saw Yecheng in the distance at a glance: "This is close to Yecheng, so it should be more prosperous, why are there so few hawkers setting up stalls, and they don't yell for Zhang selling?" , and even looking around?"

Qi Xiaoyue took out two veils prepared in advance from the bag tied around her waist, and when she handed them to Lin Zhongchun, she said: "Since the south of the city is close to Yecheng, the business and trade here is also the most chaotic. Normally, the county magistrate Adults can't suppress them."

Lin Zhongchun frowned. This place felt like... a black area?
She took the veil from Qi Xiaoyue and tied it on her face.

On the way here, she learned something about the suffering master she was about to meet.

The victim's name is Dong Ying, who is Qi Xiaoyue's neighbor. He is fourteen years old and two years younger than Qi Xiaoyue.

Dong Ying is the only daughter in the family, so half a month ago, when her father was sick and her mother went to the mountains to collect medicine, she took her father's favorite paintings to the market to sell.

What people didn't expect was that when a rich man from the south of the city came to the market, he set his sights on Dong Ying.

The son of a rich family is Meng Xibao, the only son of Meng Ranguang, an official who manages the southern city market.

Meng Xibao, whose father was a manager in Nancheng, often charged high protection fees to hawkers. If he didn't charge them, he would threaten or smash the stalls. The people were miserable and wanted to report to the officials, but in the end Let it go.

No one could leave the southern district of the city smoothly and arrive at the government office where the county magistrate is located, but anyone who has intentions or troubles will be targeted by the Meng family.

When entering the southern part of the city, Qi Xiaoyue asked Lin Zhongchun if he wanted to take this muddy water trip.

Lin Zhongchun laughed. She believed that those who serve the people should not be afraid of power, let alone such an interpretation.

Besides, she wanted to participate in this case.

Practice is the only criterion for testing truth, and she needs to accumulate experience.

(End of this chapter)