Prince of the Tang Dynasty: Signing in began with harming Li Shimin

Chapter 47

Wannian County is the Fuguo County of Chang'an City.

Emperor Wen of the Sui Dynasty built Daxing City in Longshouyuan, and the boundary of Wannian County was annexed by Daxing City.

However, the county government office is still located in Daxing City, across the street from the Chang'an County Government Office.

It's just that one is in the east of Suzaku Street and the other is in the west of Suzaku Street, and each manages the East and West 54 Squares.

And there is Jingzhao Mansion on it, which is in charge of everything in the capital.

At the moment, at the head of Wannian County Yamen, Su Jing is holding his young mother in his arms, just like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden, looking around curiously.

This was the second time he entered Chang'an City, but he did not expect to be stopped by two unknown yamen servants.

I don't know if it's because his status as a lord is not working well, or if his reputation as a scourge is fading.

"Boy, sir, I worked in the county government when I was in the previous dynasty, and I have never met a 13-year-old county lieutenant.

If you come to the county government to file a complaint, I will definitely let you in.

But if you pretend to be a court official, you should listen to the advice of the uncle and go back and forth from wherever you go.

If you are spotted by the magistrate for a while, you will feel better. "

A skinny yamen servant with a wretched appearance whispered.

Although Su Jing was annoyed, he didn't argue with him.

After all, although this person's words are not pleasant, the starting point is for his own good.

"You haven't seen the 13-year-old county lieutenant, but do you know the 13-year-old Wannian county son?"

Su Jing smiled slightly, took out the identity issued by the imperial court and handed it to the thin yamen servant.

"what!!!"

"You are Su Jing... Lord Su?"

"Little Liu An...greetings to Lord Viscount!"

When Liu An looked at the badge, his hands trembled, and he hurriedly saluted and knelt down on the ground.

"The little one has eyes but doesn't know Taishan and offends the Lord, please forgive me!"

"Get up.

What is your crime for dedicating yourself to your duty?

However, my lord, I happen to be short of people to help me, so you can come to my lord's subordinates later. "

Su Jing patted him on the shoulder with a smile, and threatened half truth.

If this person has a background, under this threat, he will definitely find a relationship to intercede.

He didn't want the person he just recruited to be someone else's eyeliner.

"It's over!"

Seeing Su Jing's brother and sister striding into the county government office, Liu An suddenly fell to the ground.

Offending the new county lieutenant is enough for him to drink a pot, not to mention offending the powerful Lord Tang.

I don't know if it is still too late to burn incense in the temple.

It's just that the scourge Lord came to Wannian County to be an official?

Doesn't Wannian County have entered into troubled times since then?

Just when Su Jing was admiring the flowers and scenery all the way, he was walking towards the court in a leisurely manner.

Wannian County Magistrate Feng Shuzheng frowned with a headache, and looked at the dead bodies of the three people in the hall rather distressed.

Just now he was resting while sipping tea in the back hall, when he suddenly heard that the yamen servant came to report.

Shen Qiao, the young owner of Pingkangfang Huiren Teahouse, beat and killed an old storyteller.

His granddaughter Zhao Ya sued the Yamen indignantly, begging him, the county magistrate, to make decisions for the people.

But he, the county magistrate, came here on the recommendation of the eldest grandson's family.

Not to mention such important matters as trial and judgment, he never even asked about the law and order in the daily jurisdiction.

Now that he suddenly encountered a serious case of human life, he really didn't know how to deal with it.

"grown ups!

Shen Qiao didn't care about wronging Jiazu for stealing his silver, and even pushed Jiazu downstairs after searching to no avail.

Poor family ancestor who is fifty years old can't endure such a toss, and he drove west without explaining a few words to the little girl.

Shen Qiao is so reckless about human life, you still ask your lord to be the master for your ancestors! "

Zhao Ya kowtowed heavily, tears streaming down her pretty face.

Although Feng Shu was born in the Changsun Mansion, he was not as arrogant and domineering as a family member.

Seeing how pitiful Zhao Ya was alone, a bit of hatred could not help but rise in her eyes.

"Shen Qiao, is what Zhao Ya said true?"

Feng Shu asked sullenly.

"Go back to your lord.

I just pushed the old man Zhao, he didn't stand still and fell down the stairs, now what do I have to do with his death? "

"presumptuous!

Dare to argue sophistry in the courtroom! "

Feng Shu shouted angrily.

Looking at the indifferent Shen Qiao, he said in a deep voice, "Just now you admitted that you pushed Zhao Shifang to cause his death. Is this official wrong?"

"That's right!"

Shen Qiao smiled frankly.

Shen's father beside him was also indifferent.

Only Zhao Ya still kept her head down, her low sobs could be heard faintly accompanied by shrugging shoulders from time to time.

"Since that's the case, I'm going to sentence you to be beheaded in autumn, and I think you have no objection!"

Feng Shu smiled coldly, slapped the table heavily and shouted loudly: "Come here!

Detain Shen Qiao to the officer.

Wait for the approval from the Ministry of Punishments before dealing with it! "

"promise!"

"Sir, wait a minute!"

All the yamen servants had just agreed, when Shen's father, who had been silent all this time, suddenly stepped forward and shouted.

"Who are you?

How dare you stop me from doing business! "

Although Feng Shu was not capable of judging cases, he came from the Changsun Mansion, but he also had some power.

Seeing this, Father Shen frowned slightly.

Then he smiled lightly, cupped his hands and replied, "My lord, the Caomin surname is Shen Mingyi, and he is Shen Qiao's father."

"I don't care who you are!

The officer only asks why you blocked the job?

If you can't tell a reason, I will take you down today! "

Feng Shu said awe-inspiringly.

The indifferent expressions of the Shen family father and son had already made him furious.

If he was still working in the Changsun Mansion, he would definitely beat them up.

Shen Yi also knew that too much was too late.

Seeing that Feng Shuyin was about to burst into anger, he hurriedly pointed at Zhao Ya and said loudly: "My lord!

This old man Zhao's son made a big mistake five years ago, now old man Zhao and Zhao Ya are both lowly! "

"Bitch again...

what did you say?

These two people are really cheap? "

Feng Shu asked with a frown.

It's not that he despises cheap people.

It's just that if old man Zhao really is from a lowly background, he can't sentence Shen Qiao to death.

"Everything the grass people say is true.

If your lord doesn't believe it, ask someone to go to Pingkang Fang to find out. "

Shen Yi nodded in response.

Seeing this, Zhao Ya knew it was not good.

With tears streaming down his face, he raised his head, and said in a mournful voice, "My lord!

Although the little girl and her family ancestors are from humble backgrounds, Shen Qiao's murder in the street is really a heinous crime!

Also please adults call the shots for our ancestors! "

"Humph!

You and old man Zhao are both storytellers invited by my Huiren tea house, and they are also considered domestic servants for my Shen family.

Now that my young master accidentally killed his servant, according to the law, it is only a fine of copper.

With the financial resources of my Shen family, even if I kill you, my young master will accompany you! "

Shen Qiao snorted coldly and said disdainfully.

Although his family of merchants could not study and study, he entered the court as an official.

But the favorable conditions also made him a bit more knowledgeable than others.

Even the enlightened Tang Dynasty was not friendly to lowly slaves.

"grown ups!"

When Zhao Ya heard this, she looked at Feng Shu who was frowning and said nothing, and cried out sadly: "The little girl and her family ancestor have been living on mediocrity for five years, and they have never complained.

But today the little girl wants to ask the adults.

My father paid for it with his life five years ago, so why did he punish his descendants in the past five years?

Is it true that innocent people like us will bear the name of lowly nationality from generation to generation, and be oppressed forever and ever?

How unfair the law of heaven is! ! ! "

"Bold!"

Feng Shu shouted loudly, intending to punish Zhao Ya.

Just looking at her sad and mournful face, I couldn't bear it.

"Zhao Ya, this is the court law.

If you dare to speak nonsense again, I will not forgive you lightly. "

Feng Shu said in a cold voice.

Zhao Ya acted as if she had never heard of it, and looked blankly at the old man Zhao under the white cloth.

In her absent-minded eyes, Su Jing once again felt the weight of the words life without love.

"Brother!

Please help this sister.

She is so poor! "

The young lady whispered around Su Jing's neck.

Shen Qiao, who thought she had the winning ticket, heard the words, glanced at Su Jing's ordinary clothes, and asked loudly, "Who are you?

Dare to ask about this young master! "

"I am your ancestor!

Pooh!

Wrong, I don't have a bastard junior like you. "