Struggle in the early Tang Dynasty

There are two groups of yamen servants standing on each side of the courtroom. There are three people sitting side by side at the desk at the head of the hall. The one in the middle is his old boss Gao Shilian. Wuji, Wei Ting, Shangshu of the Ministry of Punishment.

Although he had never met Changsun Wuji and Wei Ting, he knew that the Trial Division of the Three Divisions was formed by the three departments of Dali Temple, Ministry of Justice, and Yushitai.

Being able to sit side by side with Gao Shilian, the imperial historian, and participate in the trial, it can be seen that these two people should be Changsun Wuji and Wei Ting.

Sure enough, Guo Ye didn't know who the left and right were.

At this time, Zhenniang raised her head and looked around curiously, and asked puzzledly, "Master, is this the Dali Temple?"

Guo Ye nodded and replied, "Exactly!"

Zhenniang asked suspiciously: "Master, I don't understand. This place is just a yamen, not much different from our Longxi county yamen. Why is it still called Dali Temple? Isn't Dali Temple far away in the south?" Is it a temple in Zhao Dali? Why did it become a place for trial and judgment when it came to our Chang'an city?"

"Uh... Zhenniang, you're acting cute again!"

Guo Ye was embarrassed for a while, afraid that Zhenniang would continue to be naive and ignorant, so he said in silence: "Zhenniang, don't ask so many questions. Dali Temple is a temple in Dali, but it is not a temple in Chang'an! Grandma, why are you so awkward? , anyway, if you just watch but don’t speak, you’ll be fine!”

Zhenniang protested unrelentingly: "But Dali Temple is obviously a temple in Dali!"

Damn it, being uneducated is scary, and an innocent and cute young woman is even more terrifying!

Guo Ye hurriedly covered Zhenniang's small mouth, and didn't let her continue to ask, because he felt his back was burning, as if hundreds of contemptuous eyes were looking at him.

Bang~!

The gavel suddenly sounded above the courtroom, and the person on Gao Shilian's right shouted loudly: "Ascend to the court, bring the criminal Gong Ji to the court!"

Suddenly,

The movement in the courtroom attracted everyone's attention, and solved Guo Ye's embarrassing situation just right.

At this time, an elderly official next to Guo Ye began to act as an off-site commentator, and explained to himself: "Tsk tsk, Wei Shangshu's gavel is really domineering and full of majesty, which makes my little officials yearn for it." Of course!"

Guo Ye glanced at the elderly official beside him. He looked old, but only wore a nine-rank green robe. He should be a knife and pen official of some yamen.

According to what he said, the middle-aged official on Gao Shilian's right should be Wei Ting, Shangshu of the Ministry of Punishment, and Wei Zheng led the backbone of the remaining party.

So the tall official on the left of Gao Shilian, who is a little short in stature but has a lively face, should be Changsun Wuji?

At this time, the young official with a knife and pen who was acting as a commentator exclaimed again: "Look, Gong Ji has been dragged to court, alas, it's a shackle and an iron chain, and it's a pity that he suffered an old crime." I have studied hard for ten years in order to embark on an official career, but now I have become a prisoner, which is sad and deplorable. If I knew today, why did I do it at the beginning?"

"Yes!"

"What a pity, what a pity."

"As the doctor of Kusi, but corrupted the law by taking bribes, guarding and stealing himself, he deserves this reward, he deserves it!"

"Gong Ji's tragic situation today should have sounded the alarm for our generation of officials!"

bang~ bang~ bang~~

Wei Ting, Shangshu of the Ministry of Punishment, knocked on the gavel three times, and shouted out of the hall: "Silence, silence! The three divisions will be interrogated, and no noise is allowed. The two classes of yamen servants obey orders. If someone makes a noise in the middle of the scene, they will be arrested for this official." Get out of Dali Temple!"

"Here!!!"

The two classes of yamen servants sang loudly in unison, holding the killing sticks in their hands and stomping on the ground, talking loudly and mightily.

All of a sudden, the entire courtroom was filled with solemnity, and the crowd of onlookers fell silent. Even the commentator just now decisively shut up.

Guo Ye held Zhenniang's little hand, silently watching the changes in the courtroom.

After Gong Ji was brought to the court by two government servants, he was forced to kneel down on the ground, and the huge and heavy shackles fell to the ground with a bang, and Gong Ji almost fell to the ground.

Wei Ting glanced at Gao Shilian and Changsun Wuji, and they nodded one after another, indicating that Wei Ting would continue to preside over the promotion.

Among the three, Wei Ting is in charge of the Criminal Department, in charge of judicial and criminal proceedings across the country, and it is only natural that he presides over the promotion.

Wei Ting also responded to the two with a slight nod, then waved at the two yamen servants, and said, "The scapegoat is unshackled!"

clack clack~

The two yamen servants skillfully removed the shackles from Gong Ji's shoulders. Once the shackles were removed, Gong Ji immediately felt a little lighter. Although his legs were kneeling on the ground, his waist still straightened up a little.

Seeing Gong Ji's disheveled hair and sloppy body, Wei Ting couldn't help but feel disappointed. Yesterday he was angry and dressed in rags, but today he was dressed in rags. It's his own fault!

Immediately, he rushed to a famous criminal master who was sitting on the left side of the courtroom and said: "Master Xu, from now on, record all the words and deeds of the three divisions' joint trial, so that they can be sent to the palace for instructions from the holy cinnabar."

Master Xingming got up slightly, gave a noe, sat back in his original position, and picked up his pen to start recording.

After all the preparations were completed, Wei Ting, Minister of the Ministry of Punishments, was ready to start questioning the case.

bang~

The gavel in Wei Ting's hand rang again, and he scolded angrily: "Gong Ji, you are a doctor of Kusi, but you are corrupt and pervert the law, guard yourself and steal, use a clever name to amass wealth, and you have committed a heinous crime. You have abandoned etiquette, integrity and shame, and become a disciple of a saint. What face do you have?" Called a scholar? You eat the king's salary but are not loyal to the king. You are in vain as a king's servant, and you have failed the emperor's cultivation and expectations. Gong Ji, are you guilty?"

"Confess, I am guilty!"

Gong Ji's face was ashen at this time, and he was weak in speaking.

Wei Ting couldn't help being satisfied when he saw that Gong Ji didn't slander the rebellion, but appeared to be pleading guilty.

He suddenly raised a stack of confessions from the case table, and continued to ask: "This is the statement you signed and affixed during the first trial at the Ministry of Criminal Justice. This officer asks you, can you plead guilty?"

Gong Ji murmured: "Confess, plead guilty!"

Wei Ting was satisfied again, put down the confession in his hand, and said loudly: "Well, since you pleaded guilty, I..."

"Wait a minute!"

Suddenly, Changsun Wuji interrupted Wei Ting's speech, saying: "Wei Shangshu, please forgive me for interrupting. I am very curious, who gave him such a big job for Gong Ji? You have the guts to act like this in the Ministry of War. Therefore, I have reason to believe that Gong Ji is not the first offender, let alone the only one. Therefore, I conclude that Gong Ji must have concealed something because of luck!"

"Ok?"

Wei Ting didn't know what Changsun Wuji's intention of blocking him suddenly was. Listening to what he said, could there be something else tricky in it?

Immediately asked: "Then according to the elder grandson's opinion, how should we deal with it?"

Changsun Wuji sneered, looked at Gong Ji in the hall, and said ruthlessly: "Although the tribunal cannot extract a confession by torture, Gong Ji, the thief, has never been subjected to a killing blow, so he doesn't know the power of the court. Wei Shangshu——"

Changsun Wuji turned his head and cupped his hands to Wei Ting again and said, "I'm going to take over the job, do you have any objections?"

The implication is that Changsun Wuji asked to take over Wei Ting's stick and preside over the joint trial of the three divisions.

Anyway, Wei Ting has nothing to do with Gong Ji's death or immortality, so he is naturally happy to be a favor to his eldest grandson Wuji.

Then he smiled and said, "My lord, grandson, please go ahead!"

Changsun Wuji nodded gratefully, and shouted to the two classes of yamen servants: "Come on, subdue Gong Ji, give him fifty killing sticks first, and then interrogate him!"