Promotion and fortune in Song Dynasty

Naturally, it was impossible for Lu Ci to miss the change in Wang Zhuang's expression.

In response, he tacitly frowned slightly, and at the same time, a very faint smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

Already feeling like falling into an ice cave, Wang Zhuangfu, who was in a trance at this time, shivered involuntarily when he saw it.

This gentleman, he, indeed, has seen it before...

Not only has he seen it, but if the other party hadn't dodged quickly, he might have beaten him himself.

Recalling the situation that day, I felt extremely dangerous and murderous everywhere, and Wang Zhuang's legs shook involuntarily.

He is really wronged!Even if he wanted to crack his head, how could he guess that he was just bullying the past merchants as usual, and he could bully the new Zhizhou who was eating in a micro-service?

Lu Ci smiled.

How could he not see that the guts of this tyrant in the road were probably shattered by fright at this moment.

He did not continue to scare the other party very kindly, but looked away, looking down at the verdict re-drafted by the pusher.

When the pages were flipped, there was a slight 'rustling' sound, which could be clearly heard by everyone present in the hall, which was so quiet that a needle could be heard.

Wang Zhuang was hunched over, with sweat dripping from his forehead.

Others can't hear it, but he is very clear.

Now people treat him as fish with a knife, it is like a slow knife sharpening on his forehead.

The other officials involved in this case saw that Wang Zhuang, who was still shouting grievances before entering the door, was as fierce as a wounded tiger, but when he saw Lu Zhizhou's face, he became quiet and obedient, and couldn't help but secretly wondered in his heart.

Some people couldn't help but secretly looked at Lu Ci for a while, trying to find out why Wang Zhuang was so afraid.

He is obviously a beautiful gentleman with picturesque features and a gentle temperament, and what everyone has seen is that since he came in, he has never even yelled at him loudly, nor has he turned his eyebrows coldly.

Why is it that Wang Zhuang, a bully who has been rampant in the village for many years, is so frightened that his face turns pale and trembles like a sieve, and he doesn't even dare to call out his injustice after being glanced at?

What they don't know is that Wang Zhuang is really suffering, but he can't say anything.

Up to now, how could he not know the real reason why he couldn't take it lightly this time, and the old debts were settled together, and he was punished for multiple crimes? Who is the real reason?

The more Wang Zhuang suffered in his heart, the more he couldn't help recalling his evil behavior that day, he was so regretful that his intestines were green, and he wished he could slap himself a few big ears.

Helpless to no avail.

After he realized this, his heart was almost ashamed.

If he had known this earlier, let alone worrying about a mere meal or a mere prestige, even if he was asked to kneel down and invite Lu Zhizhou to eat, and Lu Zhizhou to give him a full blown fist, he would be willing to do so!

Lu Ci read out the final verdict in an unhurried manner: "...Twenty spine sticks, served in Tongzhou Island, and seven points in the face. Do you accept the sentence?"

Although Wang Zhuang had a mournful face, after hearing this, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and said softly: "I don't accept it."

Everyone couldn't help feeling surprised when they heard that his voice was as soft as a girl's and completely different from the arrogant aura in the prison.

Is this one thing down one thing?

Otherwise, Lu Zhizhou, who is so kind, would have the aura to intimidate the wicked.

"Oh?"

Lu Ci raised his eyebrows, noncommittal, just turned back to the beginning, reread the many crimes listed in the recorded question one by one, and checked them.

The first thing he asked was the one closest to him: "Didn't you take the initiative to attack Lin Dayong and his party in the Ankang restaurant on the night of October [-]rd in the seventh year of Dazhong Xiangfu, and didn't you destroy a set of tables and chairs?" , a pair of bowls and chopsticks, and thirteen porcelain plates?"

After Lu Ci finished asking, he smiled slightly and looked directly at Wang Zhuang.

Looking at those dark and deep eyes, and the expression that seemed to be a smile but not a smile, Wang Zhuang was stared at and swallowed his denial, which was clearly on his lips.

Even if he was given a hundred more guts, he wouldn't dare to lie in front of Lu Zhizhou, the victim!

He was weak, and said with great difficulty: "Your humble... indeed it was... like this."

Since he never expressed any objection, Lu Ci nodded his head and continued to read: "Didn't you say that on September [-], the seventh year of Dazhong Xiangfu..."

The follow-up questions went on incomparably harmoniously.

Wang Zhuang only raised a few objections, and Lu Ci wrote down all of them without missing anything.

After that, he reported it to the Criminal Prosecution Division, and was handed over by the higher-level judicial division to another state for investigation.

In the new trial process, Lu Ci, as the original trial judge, of course has to avoid.

This means that what happened next has basically nothing to do with him.

Wang Zhuang was taken back to the prison in fear, until a few days later, when he was taken out, and when he was actually on the way to other state capitals, he still had an unbelievable feeling.

He almost hit Zhizhou, but the other party didn't avenge his personal revenge publicly, but did he really get the chance to reverse the difference and retrial easily?

Wang Zhuang had lingering fears in his heart, and he completely forgot the pain of the prison for the past few months. Instead, he couldn't help but feel strangely grateful to Lu Zhizhou, who has been so magnanimous...

What Wang Zhuang didn't know was that Lu Ci's main purpose was not to impose the death penalty on a mere stumbling block, but to eliminate ghosts and snakes in the judicial system of Fenzhou after seeing a little knowledge.

Judging from the results he has gained so far, it is very ideal: the rampant and domineering tigers have been swept out, and they can no longer cause disasters in the village; a group of offending officials headed by Qi Jing have also been stopped, waiting to be dealt with; Lin Lou and Chong Wenjun and other hard-working factions have slightly rectified their atmosphere.

As a real first step not long after taking office, Lu Ci is already very satisfied.

Especially in the matter of Wang Zhuang, although he knows Fenzhou and is in charge of the affairs of the upper and lower levels, he should be cautious about judicial matters.

He neither wants to destroy this complete structure that is very close to later generations, nor does he want to leave any grounds for future political opponents to attack.

No matter how abominable the king's state is, it has indeed not killed anyone, nor has it bankrupted anyone's property.

Sentencing according to relevant laws is not lethal.

And if he refuses to accept the sentence, the punishment cannot be executed, and he will automatically enter the review process.

If Lu Ci obstructed him in full view, that would be to give someone a chance, and it would be extremely stupid.

However, as far as what he committed, the evidence is very solid, and there is no one who protects him, even if he is transferred to another place, it is absolutely impossible to get a good deal.

It is absolutely impossible to escape from the minimum assassination and exile. If you are facing someone who is jealous, the punishment may be a bit heavier than Lu Ci's sentence.

And before the case is completely closed, Wang Zhuang will have to continue to spend his days in prison.

After kicking the ball to a neighboring state, Lu Ci continued to try some old cases that had been handled by Qi Jing and had doubts.

However, before he finished handling these old cases, Fenzhou in Xinzhizhou ushered in the winter solstice of the "Little Chinese New Year" first.

Not only did the common people buy new clothes, offer sacrifices to their ancestors, and prepare delicious food, but even the government office had a holiday.

On the coming New Year's Eve, Spring Festival, Lantern Festival and other festivals, government offices will also have holidays.

It was a pity that Lu Ci calculated the progress of work that would be pulled down.

But everything should be relaxed and moderate. It is indeed not good to be busy. It is time to relax.

Lu Ci has not yet realized that his own thinking, which has always been lazy if he can be lazy, and leisurely if he can be leisurely, has gradually changed.

——Perhaps as a boss, seeing the hard work of the employees under him will naturally improve his mood.

In fact, Lu Ci, who has always strictly followed working hours and almost never worked overtime, has actually become a workaholic in the eyes of many officials.

After a period of high-pressure work, they were finally able to breathe, and many people were greatly relieved.

It can be regarded as a rest.

Lu Ci's salary was also distributed normally with the promotion of senior officials and the receipt of duties. Except for the part that was sent back to Mizhou to honor his mother, the rest was more than enough for him to spend alone.

Although the relatives of the healthy servants and cooks hired by Lu Ci were not in Fenzhou, he generously gave them three days off and gave them a small reward to buy some specialties and send them home.

As for the food for the past few days, he was planning to find some restaurants with good business when he was wandering in the street, and he settled it by the way.

On the day of the winter solstice, it was rare for Lu Ci to indulge, and he slept quite late before getting up.

Although he had no servants to serve him, his poor life in the early years was not in vain, so he quickly took care of himself, changed into casual clothes, and went out calmly.

As soon as he pushed the door open, he happened to run into Elder He and his eldest son He Xun who lived next door.

They didn't expect that it was Lu Ci who pushed the door, and they subconsciously looked over because they heard the voice.

Seeing that it was Lu Ci, the expressions on their faces froze instantly.

Lu Ci just glanced at them casually, saw that they were going to fetch water from the newly dug well, and said with a smile, "Master He, instead of buying some new year's goods, fetch water early in the morning." went?"

He Lao never dreamed that this master Zhizhou who had met him once could call out his last name, and his face was flushed with flattery, as if sleepwalking, stammering: "Lu Lu Lu Zhizhou, are you going to fetch water too?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he wished he could slap himself who was talking nonsense like a fool several times.

What are these questions!

Lu Ci didn't care about it, he just smiled and said, "Thanks to Dayong and the others, the water was already pumped yesterday, so I'll just go to the market right now. If Mr. He doesn't go out, what can I do for you? "

"..."

Hearing this at first, Mr. He was in a daze.

After he realized it, he just felt that, even if he counted all his ancestors, he would never have seen such an approachable, friendly and kind Zhizhou when he was alive.

No matter how thick and bold he was, he didn't dare to bother Mr. Zhizhou to bring him something, so he quickly declined, dragged his stupid eldest son along, and gave Lu Ci a deep bow.

Lu Ci was not entirely out of politeness, but when he saw He Lao's reaction, he shook his head with a smile, and left first without forcing it.

The He family father and son stood up straight like soldiers. After watching him leave respectfully, they couldn't help laughing.

Is really happy.

——There is such a Zhizhou who is willing to treat even a bad old man like him gently, and does not lose his thunderous means to punish the sneaky Xiaoxiao. The good life in Fenzhou City may have just begun.

He lamented like this, and suddenly noticed that someone around him had opened the doors and windows on the second floor. When he probed his head, he couldn't help puffing out his chest, strode and dragged his son, and walked towards the well.

But he said that when he learned that it was none other than the new magistrate who rented the courtyard, almost everyone in the street was shocked.

Especially for the family who originally valued Lu Ci's appearance and temperament, as well as the financial resources he showed, and planned to marry their daughter to him, the mood was even more complicated.

In the end, they didn't wait for them to finish their entanglement, and found that Lu Zhizhou closed the door as soon as he came out, so they couldn't find the time to visit him at all.

Later, Lu Ci started to deal with the punishment and prison, so that the stumbling block in the village would never have a bright future, which not only made people applaud, but also gave him a bit of a bad reputation.

As long as they think about the fate of Qi Jing and others, they will not dare to act rashly, let alone marrying each other...

Lu Ci didn't know their conflicted thoughts.

Because there was still a while before the meal, he wandered around the market for a while.

However, many of the common people encountered along the way recognized his identity, and they all saluted him with surprise and joy, and then let them out of the way contentedly, and only continued to follow for a while with fiery eyes.

Lu Ci felt a little uncomfortable at first, but then got used to it.

The behavior of the people in Fenzhou reminded him of the enthusiastic Jingxiang neighbors in Mizhou City, but he also clearly felt the difference between the two.

Could it be because of... official authority?

Lu Ci thoughtfully took a bite of the meat bun.

The author has something to say: You may not understand why I have to write about the person who stands in the way, and I still use a certain amount of space.

Because according to historical data, the reason why Di Qing was guilty was because he killed this person (one said that he killed himself, and another said that his brother killed him, and he just took the blame).

So Di Qing's fate has changed from the first day Lu Ci came to Fenzhou^_^.

Notes:

After the prisoner appeals according to the legal procedure, the organ receiving the prosecution must review it according to law.If you do not agree to accept the prosecution, you must issue a document, and the prisoner can go beyond the appeal.Those who fail to prosecute without reason shall be punished.

The method of reviewing the appeal case is: if the prisoner appeals to the original trial organ by "reversing the difference" during the interrogation or the judgment, the organ must "transfer the case to another trial", that is, hand over the case to another judicial institution other than the first instance for retrial. , also known as "don't push".

If the prisoner appeals to the higher authority after the verdict is pronounced, or appeals to the original trial authority but still refuses to accept it after "don't push" and continues to appeal, he must be reviewed by the higher authority, which is called "shifting". When "transferring", the higher-level organ must "send officials not to push", that is, dispatch officials from other organs that have nothing to do with the original trial to go to the trial, and more often transfer the case to the location of other organs for trial, or the organ can directly Trial (or send personnel to or transfer the case over), but it must not be sent back to the original trial organ for trial, and the original organ is strictly prohibited from intervening. After the "transfer", if the prisoner still refuses to accept it, he must "send the official not to push" again.

Every re-examination must be recorded by an interviewer.If the interrogator cannot refute an unjust, false or wrong case, he will be punished.Of course, the retrial is not unlimited. In the Northern Song Dynasty, it was stipulated in principle that it was three times. If the result of the three retrials is the same but the prisoner still refuses to accept it, the judiciary generally does not accept it. ("Cultural History of the Song Dynasty")