My uncle's name is Zhu Di

Chapter 117

"Such a good case must be made known to the world and told to everyone, not only the father's place, but also the mansion newspaper... to act together. Why can my second brother be a virtuous king, but I can't? Facts have proved that I am better than him. There are many good names. If you don’t believe me, you can ask them.”

Zhu Gaosui's eyes fell on Lin San and Tang Sai'er. The young couple was naturally grateful for their narrow escape.

They hurried over and kowtowed to King Zhao and Duke Ding.

Zhu Gaosui asked Lin San to get up, and then blamed him: "You are too honest, you have met your father, you are my craftsman, and your cousin is from the school, and even the emperor and grandson are your classmates, why do you let a father?" It's too embarrassing for us to be bullied by the little officials in the district yamen."

Lin San blushed slightly, and Nuonuo bowed his head. It was true that he was useless and made his wife feel wronged...

Xu Jingchang could see it clearly, so he couldn't help but chuckled and said, "His Royal Highness Zhao Wang, you are overthinking things. Even if he says he knows you, what's the use?"

Zhu Gaosui was taken aback, "Why, is it that I, King Zhao, are just a display?"

Xu Jingchang snorted, "They are refugees, and they are not familiar with the place in Yingtian. Even if they say they know Zhao Wang and met His Majesty, so what? Those people just think they are lying and bragging, which is useless."

Zhu Gaosui was at a loss for words for a while, this matter is really troublesome, he can't put a sign on his chest saying I know King Zhao, right?

"Cousin, what good idea do you have? How about I get a badge for all craftsmen?"

Xu Jingchang chuckled, "That's a way, but it's not a good idea."

Zhu Gaosui said unconvinced: "Then what can you do?"

Xu Jingchang said: "Old Master Confucius said, it must be justified! No matter what you do, you must be justified, just like your Highness Zhao Wang, who do you think you are?"

Zhu Gaosui thought for a while, "I'm the prince of Daming, your cousin, and the owner of the folk newspaper!"

Xu Jingchang smiled, "What about Lin San and the others? Is it a refugee or a craftsman? Is it dependent on others, or has no one to rely on?"

Zhu Gaosui was stunned and couldn't help thinking.

Any group must have a proper name.

Just like the group of people like Lin San, they were refugees first, then learned some skills from Xu Jingchang, after they came out, they became craftsmen of Zhu Gaoxu and Zhu Gaosui...

Refugees decided that they were stinking outsiders and had no foundation in Yingtian. Scholars, farmers, businessmen, and craftsmen could only be regarded as third-class people, and they were even more bullied.

In such a situation, what is the use of knowing the Heavenly King Lao Tzu?

Zhu Gaosui thought about it seriously, then suddenly slapped his thigh, and said in surprise: "I understand, no wonder the second brother insists on repairing houses for craftsmen, you tried every means to get the court to recognize your school... so you all want to rectify your name!"

Xu Jingchang rolled his eyelids, and now he realized that understanding is really hard to describe.

A person's status depends largely on how others see you.

Otherwise, even if you have a lot of income and a lot of fans, you are still a stinky character and cannot be included in the ranks of writers... In the Ming Dynasty, this situation was even more terrifying. After all, the former just had no status, but the latter was possible Those who lost their lives.

Zhu Gaosui thought about it for a while, then sighed helplessly: "I understand that people leave their hometowns and are cheap. It is really not easy for them to leave their homes."

Xu Jingchang said: "Who says it's not, so this time is a very good opportunity... We must rectify their names, give them dignity and status, and we cannot allow casual framing and bullying. Your Majesty will issue an order, and the mansion newspaper will publicize it. , get moving."

Zhu Gaosui nodded again and again, "I see, I will tell my father later that this is a serious matter, and he will definitely support it."

Listening to their discussion, Lin San and Tang Saier's emotions were ups and downs, and they spoke truthfully to the heart, hitting their weakness.

It's really not easy for them people to gain a firm foothold in Yingtian.

"Thank you His Royal Highness Zhao Wang, thank you Duke Ding. We kowtow."

Lin San pulled Tang Sai'er and was about to kneel down.

Xu Jingchang stretched out his hand to hold them back, "No need to be like this, you all have injuries, the original rented house can't live in, and the new house hasn't been built yet, I'll arrange a place for you to deal with the wounds first, what's the matter, Talk about it later."

Xu Jingchang sent the thankful couple away, and then he turned his eyes to Huang Xiaoru, the magistrate.This man shuddered all over, hurriedly took two steps, and knelt down on the ground.

"The humble official is negligent, and the humble official is willing to pay off his merits. I beg the Duke to show his noble hand and spare the humble official."

Xu Jingchang smiled faintly, "You might as well tell me, what are you going to do?"

"What should I do?" Huang Xiaoru thought for a while, and quickly said: "The humble job will arrest Han Zhongyi's whole family, and then according to the crime of false accusation, it will be aggravated by two grades, and they will be beheaded directly, and the heads of their family will be hung outside... I also want to tell the people below that anyone who dares to bully the craftsmen under King Zhao will lose his head!"

When Xu Jingchang heard this, he chuckled, "Magistrate Huang, if you say that, even if I want to protect you, I can't do it."

Huang Xiaoru was shocked, isn't it enough?

"Duke Dingguo means to exterminate the nine clans? It's just that such a big crime needs to be reported to the Ministry of Punishment. A lowly position can't be the master!"

"absurd!"

Xu Jingchang slapped the table and said coldly, "How many years have you been an official?"

Huang Xiaoru said honestly: "It's been more than 13 years since I became an official in Hongwu 20 years ago."

"Became a county magistrate in 20 years?"

Huang Xiaoru nodded.

Xu Jingchang laughed suddenly, "So our Daming's bureaucracy can be regarded as clear, at least we didn't promote a waste like you to a high position."

This sentence almost caused Huang Xiaoru to vomit blood internally, and died!
He felt aggrieved and insisted that he was unlucky and didn't meet a noble person, otherwise he would have been on the rise long ago.

Xu Jingchang snorted coldly and said, "Forget it, I'll just say a few more words! Han Zhongyi is like an ant, even if he crushes him to ashes, so what? You know how to do things? National law is important, and he relies on his official position. Frame the innocent, treat the law of the country as nothing, and cut off his head, that's it. Like you, you have killed the nine clans. Do you want the courtiers to think that I and King Zhao are bullying? If you offend us, don't ask indiscriminately. Are we such unreasonable people to destroy people's nine families?"

Huang Xiaoru was dumbfounded, and was stunned for a long while, wishing to slap himself twice, flattering and slapping the horse's leg, this time it was outrageously wrong.

No wonder I haven't been promoted in 20 years, I just didn't understand this speed!

"Humble position is guilty, humble position is guilty!"

Xu Jingchang said coldly: "Don't talk nonsense, what is your crime?"

"A lowly position...a lowly position is not strict, restraint is not good, and there is a crime of negligence."

"Bah!" Xu Jingchang said bluntly: "The official's crime of negligence is innocent. Do you think I don't know?"

Huang Xiaoru was stupid and speechless.

Is it possible that he really wants to remove his official position, or cut off his own head?

Thinking of this, he lay down on the ground and kowtowed, "Master Ding, please forgive me! There are old mothers and children in the humble position... I don't want to die in the humble position!"

Xu Jingchang said impatiently: "Since you don't want to die, don't call it mourning! If you think about it carefully, there are not just one or two like Han Zhongyi. Your yamen has mixed good and bad, and the other yamen are also the same."

Huang Xiaoru nodded quickly, "That's right, low-ranking officials are much better than the magistrates of Jiangning. They are the ones who are dereliction of duty and slack off, accomplishing nothing. If you don't believe me, arrest them now, it's guaranteed to be a much more serious crime than low-ranking officials."

"To shut up!"

Xu Jingchang was so angry that he wanted to slap him, he really didn't understand it!

"Other people have committed a lot of crimes, so you are clean? What you need now is self-help! Those messy people in the yamen should take the initiative to clean up. You have to show the courage of a strong man to cut off his wrists and scrape his bones to cure poison. Starting from the Shangyuan County Yamen, inside and out Outside, clean up. Let your subordinates respect the laws of the country, take care of the people, and make decisions for the people. What I want to see is change, understand?"

"Understood, understood!"

It turns out that Duke Ding wanted this!
Huang Xiaoru breathed a sigh of relief, "Mr. Dingguo, to be honest, I have long wanted to do this, but you don't know it. Although the county government is not big, it is complicated and full of people. I am just a district magistrate. If you have a heart, you have more than enough heart but not enough strength!"

Xu Jingchang chuckled, "Magistrate Huang, you have me as your backer...Of course, there is also King Zhao, are you still afraid?"

Huang Xiaoru raised his head, looked at Xu Jingchang, then at Zhao Wang Zhu Gaosui.

Suddenly, as if struck by lightning, he trembled all over.

"Don't be afraid, humble job is not afraid! The humble job understands, what should I do."

Huang Xiaoru gritted his teeth, "The gang below are obedient and obedient, and they don't stop giving orders. They always feel that the iron-clad yamen servants and the flowing county magistrates, I want them to know who is in charge of this yamen!"

After Huang Xiaoru finished speaking, he looked at Xu Jingchang again, and found that the smile was warm, and his heart immediately cheered up.

It seems that I am betting right.

As long as Duke Ding is satisfied, his future will come.

He resolutely summoned his servants, and categorically announced that the prison ambassador was lax and guilty of dereliction of duty, and he was taken down immediately.As a magistrate, the county magistrate is guilty of the same crime as the jailer.

Both of them went to jail!
This hand was shown, and the yamen servants present were frightened and stupid. They really dared to arrest people. Tang Zun didn't go crazy, did he?

"Do you think I'm crazy? Tell you, I'm not. I'll remind you now that everyone must be dedicated to their duties. Anyone who violates the laws of the country must be severely punished. Whoever dares to tolerate adultery, I will punish you immediately!"

The county magistrate has played for real, and everyone in the county government is awe-inspiring and dare not neglect.

How much commotion can be caused by a mere Shangyuan County?

Don't underestimate this county government office. After all, half of the capital city is in their hands. A strong dragon can't overwhelm a local snake. Once they gather their strength, seriously, no one can stop them.

"The house in front is brightly lit. Officials in the capital cannot go to the Qinhuai River, so many people come here for fun. If our Tang Zun wants to arrest the lawless, we will do as the Tang Zun ordered."

The county official in Shangyuan said to his servants: "Follow me for a while, let's rush in and avenge the people!"

The yamen servants agreed abruptly, and then the pundit gritted his teeth and gave an order, and many yamen servants followed him and rushed into the courtyard gate... Once they came in, it was very lively now.

Yu Shiji, the censor of the capital, Yuan Fu, the young minister of Dali Temple, Che Shu, the censor... There were more than a dozen officials, dumbfounded, and their faces turned green from fright. Who gave you the courage to come here to make trouble?

(End of this chapter)