Chapter 91 Su Mingjue, you stay!
Chapter 91 Su Mingjue, you stay!
Lu Shaoqing was wearing a Confucian shirt, holding the magazine calmly and walked to the desk in the Mingtang. He bowed his hands and said seriously: "Mr. Zhao, this is the magazine I bought that day. , you can find out."
Upon seeing this, the master took the magazine from Lu Shaoqing and presented it to Jing Zhaoyin.
After Lu Shaoqing handed over the things, he stood next to Su Mingjue and winked at him, telling him not to worry.
Su Mingjue responded with a chuckle. Seeing the other party's serious look, he suddenly realized that Lu Shaoqing was not actually a child.
The rhetoric and style he just said showed the charm of a young man who has just grown up, both in words and etiquette, and even had a faint shadow of Lu Shaoyu. Su Mingjue secretly thought that they were indeed siblings from the same mother and had similar temperaments.
Jing Zhaoyin took the magazine sent by Lu Shaoqing and compared it with the magazine presented to the court. He indeed found a difference. He looked up at the complainants and said:
"There are indeed differences in the things published in these two magazines. You are suing There is currently insufficient evidence about Shengji Study, but there are other supplements."
Zhang Wu, who had previously filed a complaint in court, said, "Even so, it does not prove that the magazine we bought is not from Shengji Study. Who knows if it is? Their family specially bought two with little difference."
This made sense, and Jing Zhaoyin was also embarrassed for a moment.
The master suggested from the side: "Sir, when there is insufficient evidence on both sides, according to law, the defendant can be detained first, and the trial will be held after the evidence is collected."
Jing
Zhaoyin was hesitant about this decision, and the protest outside the hall continued. Without stopping, if he imprisoned Su Mingjue directly in prison this time, it would definitely arouse dissatisfaction from outsiders, which would add fuel to the fire between the already tense relations between the northern and southern gentry officials.
He, Jing Zhaoyin, was able to get to his current position because he knew how to stand, assess the situation, and figure out the thoughts of the people above him. Seeing that he alone could not make the decision on this matter, he quickly wrote a note and handed it over. .
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Inside the Daxing Imperial Palace.
The sunlight comes in from outside the window and reflects on the ground, forming streaks of white light and shadow.
Emperor Anqing was playing with a pea green glaze lotus seed jar with dark engraved floral patterns newly sent from the Manufacturing Office.
Changli waved a whisk and stepped forward to report: "Your Majesty, Jing Zhaoyin handed over the book."
Emperor Anqing, who was still at ease, stopped for a moment after hearing this and asked: "Is there something wrong?"
Changli lowered his head and responded. : "No, the person who gave me the fold only said that Jing Zhaoyin did not dare to make a conclusion on his own and asked the emperor to make a decision."
"Bring the fold over, I want to see what is going on. I also want to submit the fold to ask for it."
Common sense will Respectfully handed the fold over, the emperor picked up the yellow fold and unfolded it to take a closer look. After a while, he tightened the fold and threw it on Chang Li, scolding:
"Zhao Xiwen is getting more and more confused. Shouldn't you treat people like this?" When they are taken to the prison, even this trivial matter has to be reported on the paper. I think the person in Jing Zhaoyin’s seat has to move!"
Changli picked up the paper, put it away, and laughed quietly. He said: "Jing Zhaoyin was also afraid of disturbing His Majesty's arrangements, so he quickly wrote a note and came to inquire. Only then did I see that Mr. Zhao was obeying His Majesty's instructions."
As an old man who has been serving the emperor all year round, Chang Li doesn't know What exactly did Jing Zhaoyin ask for, but he also knew that the emperor's words were not true, so he followed the other person's words to comfort him.
Emperor Anqing's originally angry heart dissipated a lot when he heard what common sense said. He mused slightly and said,
"Go and pass on my oral instructions. Just say that I attach great importance to this matter. I will ask Lu Shaoyu, the minister of Dali Temple, to go there." The matter will be investigated, and the persons involved will not be detained until the evidence is confirmed."
Changli bowed deeply and accepted the order: "I obey the order"
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Jingzhao Yin Yamen.
After Zhao Xiwen finished writing the excerpt, he sat on the Taishi chair with a sad look on his face.
In the courtroom, Lu Shaoqing heard his master saying that Su Mingjue was going to be taken into custody. He couldn't stand anymore and criticized Zhao Xiwen:
"Sir Zhao, this case is not clear now, why do we still need to detain him?"
Zhao Xiwen is not afraid of him, but this person has been detained since he was a child. If he is naughty and can't be fooled, his brother who works in Dali Temple may cause trouble for him.
Now that this case has been tried, he feels very embarrassed. It was originally a simple and small case. Normally, after checking the evidence and asking a few questions, it would be settled. Who would have thought that different situations would arise one after another.
Su Mingjue's identity is special and sensitive, and it's always a problem to take it or leave it.
Before His Majesty's imperial edict was issued, he would never dare to act rashly.
He simply squinted his eyes and pretended to be dumbfounded.
"Who said he was going to be imprisoned?"
Lu Shaoqing saw him speaking and standing on his side. He felt much better instantly. He pointed at the master who was waiting aside and said, "I just heard him say that my friend was going to be imprisoned."
Zhao Xiwen raised his eyelids and looked at it. He asked the master: "Did you just say this?"
The master who was waiting aside received two scorching glances at the same time, and he was speechless. He was silent for a long time, and finally had to say in a low voice: "No. .....It’s not what I said, it’s what the law says, so I made this suggestion.”
Zhao Xiwen laughed when he heard this, and said, “Second Master Lu, you heard it, it’s what the law said. According to the law, I can't help it."
Lu Shaoqing sneered: "Then the crime is not found guilty according to the law, so why should I be detained?"
When Zhao Xiwen heard this, he became confused, "Second Master Lu, this is what the law says about me. There's nothing we can do."
The accusers on the side, kneeling on the ground, also heard some of the meaning. One of them ridiculed: "Why do I think this gentleman just doesn't put people in jail for such a simple case? It turns out that Someone is protecting you!"
Another person heard this and echoed: "No, sir, you are a good official, but you must not get involved with these people."
The woman kneeling on the ground was crying out of breath. : "The prince has committed the same crime as the common people. Your Excellency, you have to make the decision for us!"
Song Chunhe stood aside and heard the people on the side insisting that Su Mingjue was guilty despite insufficient evidence. At that moment, he had no good words to say:
"What prince?" If someone breaks the law and the common people are guilty, then the prince must break the law first and then talk about the same crime. What's more, he is just an ordinary scholar. He has no prince status and can't explain clearly. How can he conclude that others have broken the law? Let's calm down for a while! It’s up to you to decide how to sentence Mr. Zhao, right! Mr. Zhao!”
Zhao Xiwen was agitated when he heard this, and said reluctantly: “Yes...it’s a conclusion.”
When Xiao Jingming saw Zhao Xiwen’s simple case, he hesitated. He felt strange for the delay in pronouncing the verdict. He said in a deep voice: "In that case, why didn't Mr. Zhao directly announce the result? Or what are you waiting for?"
Lu Shaoqing heard this and laughed sarcastically: "Maybe Mr. Zhao forgot for a moment and didn't know how to speak. "
Zhao Xiwen felt a little embarrassed for a moment. With this group of ancestors here, this delaying technique is also a problem.
Just as he was thinking about how to reply, a clear voice came from the door: "Lu Shaoqing, please don't be rude."
Zhao Xiwen looked up and saw Lu Shaoyu walking in from the door wearing a crimson official robe.
He hurriedly stepped down from the Grand Master's chair and saluted, "I have met Master Lu."
Lu Shaoyu nodded and said to the attendant on the side: "Open the Yamen door. I have something to say to the people outside."
Then. Then he said to Zhao Xiwen who was standing aside: "I am taking over the case according to the emperor's instructions. Master Zhao will hand over the files to me."
Zhao Xiwen was overjoyed when he heard this, and hurriedly walked up to the case table and took the files compiled by Master Zhao just now. He came over and handed it to Lu Shaoyu, "I'll trouble you, Mr. Lu."
With a "click" sound, the yamen door opened.
Lu Shaoyu stood in front of the hall and said coldly: "Your Majesty has handed over this matter to me. If there is insufficient evidence, Su Mingjue will be released temporarily without being detained. Within three days, I will give an explanation to the accuser and the students all over the world. This matter ends here." , let everyone disperse!"
After saying that, Lu Shaoyu ordered someone to close the door of the Yamen, and turned to look at the complainants: "So, do you still have any objections?"
The beauty Yan Luodu was like a god in solving cases. After coming forward, these people naturally did not dare to have any major objections, and bowed their heads without responding.
Seeing that they were silent, Lu Shaoyu said bluntly: "Then let's all disperse!" After
hearing this, the group of people stood up and walked to the side door. Lu Shaoqing, Song Chunhe and others pulled Su Mingjue and wanted to go out.
But he was stopped by Lu Shaoyu: "Su Mingjue, please stay."
Su Mingjue froze on the spot, a bad feeling welling up from under his feet, straight to the sky.
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