Zhenguan Chang'an Xiaofangzheng

Chapter 67
Passing through the Suzaku Gate is the imperial city. Zuo Xiaowei Yiwei, who is on duty, has inspected the fish talisman and waved his hand to let Fan Zheng go in through the left gate.

In the imperial city and Miyagi, the common rules are to enter by the left door and exit by the right door, which is exactly the opposite of the traffic rules of later generations.

The vast land between Suzaku Gate and Chengtian Gate is the legendary imperial city. Most of the specific departments of the imperial court are in it, and a few extremely important ones are in the palace city on both sides of Taiji Hall.

Chengtianmen Street is the central axis, dividing the imperial city into two areas on the left and right. Yushitai is on the right, behind Honglu Temple and adjacent to Zongzheng Temple.

The layout of Yushi Terrace is divided into three courtyards, except for the official residence of the Yushi doctor, the official secretary and the Yushi Tai, and the Yushi Terrace of the General Administration.

In the middle, the Taiyuan, which is full of cowhide, is the public office for the censor.

As the name suggests, the Tai Yuan took over the main work of Yushitai, not only bombing, bombing, and bombing, but also participated in the joint trial of the three divisions, independently tried some special cases, and collected property for the return of stolen goods for atonement-the professional term is called stolen redemption.

Li Qianyou, the imperial historian, only recorded a short paragraph in the "Old Tang Book", and it was recorded because his son became a prime minister.

However, as far as Yushitai is concerned, Li Qianyou's achievements have shined through, which has added more prisons to Yushitai.

In other words, Yushitai can handle cases alone in some places.

This is also one of the reasons why cruel officials were rampant during Wu Zetian's period.

With this in mind, the Taiwan Institute is really a fool.

The left hand is the palace serving the censor in the palace, which is called the temple courtyard.

Among the three courtyards of Yushitai, the palace courtyard has the least actual authority, which is responsible for correcting the misbehavior of the court, which is quite the discipline of later generations.

The right hand is the office of the supervisory censor, which is called the Procuratorate.

When Fan Zheng entered the procuratorate, he was treated like air.

The eight supervisory censors were all busy, and the 34 supervisory censors were sending files back and forth.

"How can you let him do whatever he wants because of martial arts? I want to impeach him even if I don't want this Xiezhi crown!"

A handsome young man in his twenties supervised the imperial censor, and he went up against the crime, with a righteous face on his face.

Fan Zheng was dumbfounded.

It's nothing special.

People, but special people.

Bai Juyi said: "Li Yifu's generation smiles happily, and there is a knife hidden in the smile to kill people."

Li Mao's notoriety is well-documented in history books.

Who would have thought that he was also an ambitious and righteous young man, who was praised as "upright and frank", and was recommended by Li Daliang, Liu Ji, and Ma Zhou successively before he was changed to the supervisory censor?

It can only be said that before life does not bend the back, most people are still willing to straighten their backs.

Once I lost the bottom line, I probably even surprised myself, this opened up a new world.

A middle-aged censor pressed his palm, and Li Yifu sat down helplessly.

Seeing this, Fan Zheng vaguely understood.

Although the eight supervisory censors are all at the top of the eighth rank, their duties are actually different, and the middle-aged man may be the chief among them.

No one is in charge, so the daily affairs must not be messed up?

"Impeachment must be impeached. However, for corruption, you only have a large amount, and you can't calculate the exact amount. It's ridiculous to use it! Eh, you are the newcomer Fan Zheng? My official Liu Fan."

At this time Liu Fan has not been promoted to be a censor, but his official reputation is very good.

His family background is also extraordinary, Puzhou Jie County, Hedong Liu's family, not too big or small, can be considered a family, and it has bonuses in the officialdom, Guanglu Shaoqing Liu Heng is his uncle.

This is the advantage of the aristocratic family. Melon vines surround kudzu vines and take care of each other. When the power grows, the emperor will have a headache.

When the Hedong Liu family was in the Song Dynasty, Su Dongpo made fun of Chen Jichang's "Hedong Lion's Roar" and became famous. They really couldn't laugh or cry.

Liu Fan has a good character, but he is unavoidably a little proud of his humble colleagues.

Li Yifu, that is, his grandfather was the county magistrate, how is it different from Baishen?
As for Fan Zheng, he was born in the lower class, and the lucky ones, of course, he was even less concerned.

The ignorance just now, of course, was due to busy factors, but it didn't mean that he wanted to show his power.

Unfortunately, for Fan Zheng who consciously found a place to sit down and rest, it was useless.

"Study Time" to find out.

Fan Zheng got up and saluted with crossed hands: "Fan Zheng has met all colleagues."

They are all on the eighth rank, let alone who is the superior, they are not worthy.

"You are new here, and there is no place to arrange it for a while, why don't you learn first."

A strong repulsive smell overflowed.

The meaning is obvious, even if you don't talk about family background, everyone is a professional supervisory censor, so don't get involved with a lucky stick.

Fan Zheng slowly took off the rucksack he was carrying, and took out an abacus that was six inches high and fifteen inches long.

The supervisory history of the procuratorate also often used abacus, but they were all big guys who could be used as weapons, and the time it took to dial a bead was enough to say a word.

"Brother Li's impeachment, the specific accounts are not clear? Coincidentally, I am quite accomplished in accounts, why don't you let me try?"

Fan Zheng found a set of empty tables and chairs, sat down, and made his calculations clear. His skillful technique made Supervisor Shi's eyes shine.

It's hard to say how fast it is, at least their attitude is professional.

The sensible Supervising History presented pen, ink, paper and inkstone, but the writing brush gave Fan Zheng a headache for a while, and he turned his hand to take out a goose feather from the bag.

The supervisory censors showed astonished expressions on their faces, and then opened the corners of their mouths, and loud laughter resounded through the palace.

"Goose Feather, haha, I have never used such an infamous thing since Kaimeng!"

Everyone laughed, the supervisory censor who could say this probably didn't have enough EQ.

But it's normal, the procuratorate wants stubborn and upright people, in other words, most people lack emotional intelligence.

Supervising Shi Yanmo and uploading the dossier, Fan Zheng's demeanor changed. He sorted several pieces of paper into different categories, and then copied on the paper with a quill pen.

The ostentatious laughter of the supervisory censors gradually subsided, and Li Yifu couldn't help moving to Fan Zheng's side to see how he operated.

Hey, it's a relatively new way to record accounts by category.

Fan Zheng put the quill pen aside and began to make calculations cracklingly. The 34 supervisors couldn't help standing behind him with their hands down, like a boy's attendant.

The laughter stopped, and there was no other noise in the public house except the sound of the abacus.

The supervisors will make calculations, but they have not formed a fixed formula, and the fingering is also different for each person, even one-finger Zen. In addition to the huge calculation, the speed is naturally not good.

Let's put it this way, the pure Gabaizi and that scumbag Tie Xiaozhuang can be proud in front of them.

This is because the abacus tool has not been around for a long time and has not yet formed a unified rule. Each has its own way of playing, but they are all relatively one-sided.

Liu Fan straightened his face, got up solemnly, and stood beside Fan Zheng.

If you miss it, you have to admit it.

With this dazzling abacus skill alone, Fan Zheng is qualified to enter the procuratorate with dignity.

　Thanks for the reward from only [-] miles, I wish you a happy family.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)