Zhenguan Chang'an Xiaofangzheng

Chapter 129 Follow me to Wannian Yamen for a walk

Mu Feihong, one of the five judicial assistants in Wannian County, brought two judicial historians to Dunhua Fang with all smiles on his face, and paid homage to Fu Xian—no, it was Fan Zheng, the supervisory censor of Fake Ning.

Don't talk about foreign officials versus top eighth-rank officials, just talk about the judicial system, and Yushitai is also one of the mothers-in-law of the county law cao.

At the same time, Fan Zheng and Wan Nian Ling Qi Guanzhi are very friendly.

The most important thing is that Fan Zheng withstood the emperor's pressure on Li Xiyu's matter. He was very clear about right and wrong, and he didn't blame all the crimes on Ledu Ada—although Ledu Ada would live anyway. no.

Ask yourself, Mu Feihong cannot be so stubborn.

Don't say that his back has been bent by the pressure of life these years, even in the high-spirited years, he didn't have the courage to disobey orders.

People, always have to admire some real warriors, because they can't be so brave.

Even if you laughed and scolded "fool" afterwards, and the circles of your eyes turned slightly red, it was still a kind of tribute.

Lu Yisheng cooked tea soup a little rusty.

With the benefits of being a concubine, even if you don't have to run around, you have to come over from time to time to take care of her. After all, Ku Zhenzhen has to take care of Du Shengxia who is pregnant from time to time.

No, not long after I learned how to make tea, I threw some sand rice into it and boiled it on a whim.

Fortunately, everyone's purpose is not to drink tea.

After half a bowl of tea soup, Fan Zheng smiled: "Fa Cao is here in Dunhua Fang, presumably he must have some official business. Don't worry about it. If Fan is involved, he should go to the county government office for a while."

Mu Feihong smiled apologetically, "Shangguan is the mainstay of the younger generation of judiciary, how can he violate the law? However, Dunhuafang Mashan sued Shangguan's servant Sun Jiu, and Xiaguan came to inform him."

Do you understand why some people always want to be servants?

In addition to money, food and taxes, the blessing of officials is the greatest benefit. Many things that can be passed can be easily passed.

According to the normal procedure, a judicial historian could come to Dunhuafang to escort Sun Jiuhui to the Yamen, but Mu Feihong had to come to greet Fan Zheng in person, directly slapping Fan Zheng in the face.

"No way?" Fan Zheng was surprised. "Lu Yisheng, go and call Sun Jiu, follow me to Wannian Yamen, and listen to Facao's interrogation."

With this attitude, enough is enough.

Even if Fan Zheng didn't speak, just sat in Facao's office, all judicial assistants would have to hang a magnet on the scales in their hearts.

Lu Yisheng left in a hurry and didn't come back for a while.

Fan Zheng picked up the homework: "Which branch is the surname Fa Cao?"

No wonder Fan Zheng was curious, it really was this surname, it was too famous.

There are two origins of the authentic Han family, one is after the Shang Dynasty, Zimu is the ancestor; the other is the descendant of Duanmuci, a disciple of Confucius.

After the defeat of Baekje, the Mu family belonged to the Tang Dynasty.

Then there are various ethnic groups, such as Hui, Bai, Mongolia, Naxi, Lisu, Dongxiang, and Jingpo all have the surname Mu.

For example, in the Muwang Mansion in Lijiang, Yunnan, the chieftain's surname is really Mu.

Mu Feihong smiled and said, "The ancestor is the Duanmu clan."

Slowly, Lu Yisheng had a weird face, and he supported Sun Jiu, who looked like a willow in the wind, and his face turned yellow.

Antifreeze wax?
Lu Yisheng put on the donkey cart, helped Sun Jiu up, and tilted his head to look at Fan Zheng.

"You walk slowly, I'll be a car on foot. Business is important."

Fan Zheng waved his hands nonchalantly.

Mu Feihong laughed immediately: "How can we! We happen to have an empty horse, if Shangguan doesn't give up..."

After a few refusals, Fan Zheng rode on the nauseous horse, and then saw two judicial historians squeezed onto one horse. He couldn't help but think of the scene of Huanzhu riding a horse, with hot eyes.

Entering the county government office familiarly, Mu Feihong led Fan Zheng into Facao's residence to sit down and serve tea.

Fan Zheng slapped his forehead: "I forgot, Ma Shan, is it the Ma Shan who falsely accused me?"

Mu Feihong's face changed drastically in an instant, and he hurriedly ordered the judicial history to read Mashan's files.

Have a criminal record!
False accusation!

The trial of the case has not yet started, and Mu Feihong's tendency is already very clear.

Major cases are presided over by the county magistrate in the courtroom. Even the county magistrate looks down on Mashan's case. The presiding judge is Mu Feihong, and the place of interrogation is in Facao's public house.

Speaking of interrogation, except for the two vicious interrogators holding sticks behind, why does it feel a bit like mediation in later generations?
From the moment Ma Shan came in, Fan Zheng only ate tea and didn't speak.

But, who dare not speculate on Fan Zheng's attitude?

Ma Shan entered the public house, fell to the ground and cried loudly: "Master Qingtian! Xiaomin lived in Dunhua Fang, and was taken away by Fang Ding to the room of the old bachelor Sun Jiu, and Sun Jiu gave...innocence! Gone! "

Fan Zheng glanced at Ma Shan strangely.

Although there was no soap in the Tang Dynasty, there were bath beans, right?

Is it clear after washing?
Mu Feihong waved his hands weakly: "Bring Sun Jiu up."

Sun Jiu, trembling and with a sallow complexion, entered the hall, and Mu Feihong asked the judicial history to give him a chair to sit down in embarrassment.

No way, who knows if Sun Jiu will fall down on the spot!

Ma Shan glanced at Sun Jiu with tears in his eyes, and fell directly from his kneeling position.

"Sun Jiu, do you have any objection to what Ma Shan said?"

Mu Feihong asked.

Sun Jiu coughed twice feebly: "Master, look at my serious illness, what can I do to get Mashan, who is not in my prime?"

Ma Shan pounded his fists on the ground and wailed loudly: "He's just pretending! He was alive and well yesterday, and if he moved his hand, I'd be completely powerless!"

Mu Feihong was silent for a while: "Why don't I ask the doctor from the Imperial Medical Office to check?"

Ma Shan immediately stopped crying: "No! They have a relationship with the Imperial Medical Office! Xiaomin only trusts Jiang's Medicine in Dongshi!"

From the beginning to the end, Fan Zheng didn't say a word, just smiled secretly.

Is there a big difference between going to Jiang's Medicine Store and going to the Imperial Medical Office?
Jiang's Medicine Company sent to assist him, an old doctor who was nearly sixty years old. After taking Sun Jiu's pulse, he said a lot of awkward terms. The simple summary is: Sun Jiu's illness is not a terminal illness, but diarrhea for three days Above, collapsed, need to drink salt water, sugar water properly.

In other words, Sun Jiu had no ability to do other things yesterday!

Ma Shan howled heart-piercingly: "No! He's just pretending! It hurts!"

Mu Feihong waved his hand, and the judicial history took doctors and Ma Shan into a compartment to check it carefully. When the old doctor came out, he was sullen: "No shit, I have to say it hurts! There are no abnormal signs!"

Mu Feihong got up and watched the old doctor leave.

No matter how much Ma Shan yelled for grievances, Mu Feihong's verdict was directly sealed.

False accusation, recidivism, recidivism, one year in prison.

"What does Shangguan think?" Mu Feihong glanced at Fan Zheng's expression.

Fan Zheng tapped on the case: "Treating the symptoms, not the root cause. The problem lies in the fact that the grievances between Mashan and Dunhuafang are too deep to be resolved. In my opinion, moving him out of Dunhuafang is the best policy."

Mu Feihong smiled lightly: "In this way, the subordinate officials will issue a customs certificate and ask Hu Cao to move him to Bashui."

Everyone is happy!

The only thing I don't like is Ma Shan.

(End of this chapter)