Detective in the Red Chamber

After murmuring for a while, Fang said with a sneer, "It's actually my second uncle's sister."

As he said that, he leaned forward again, and said in a low voice, "Because she married the Prince of Xinyang, my father refused to say anything."

It seems that King Xinyang finally killed the daughter of the Niu family!

but……

Because of what happened back then, the prince should be extremely repulsive to King Xinyang, so how could he allow the concubine's natal family to marry Prince Xinyang?

This Sun Zhaolin, like his elder sister, also has clear brows and eyes. He only looked at Sun Shaozong's face, and hurriedly explained, "My father also strongly opposed it, but the second uncle wanted to have a princess in the family, so..."

tsk~

If Sun Shaozong remembered correctly, the second uncle of the Crown Princess is now just a junior official of the Taichang Division, and it is not uncommon for her to be fascinated by the name of Princess Xinyang.

It's just that in this way, the situation of the Crown Princess may become even more embarrassing...

Chapter 651

I was delayed for a while because of something, but after 1 o'clock, it should be considered noon-go to eat!

Stepping out of the main hall of Dali Temple, Sun Shaozong took out his pocket watch and glanced at it, and found that it was almost eleven o'clock at noon, he couldn't help but sighed secretly.

Although it was discovered two days ago that the Dali Temple was overstaffed, today's round table meeting refreshed Sun Shaozong's cognition.

The three majestic Dali Temple officials discussed together for half a day, and the discussion was about whether or not to bring the white elephant into the palace to celebrate the birthday during the Longevity Festival.

Dare you be a little more boring? !

Of course, this matter is not impossible to discuss, after all, there is no precedent before - the year Bai Xiang was named Zhengyipin coincided with Guangde's ten-year birthday, and the old man in the capital was invited, so there was no such thing as civil and military officials .

Later, because of the solar eclipse, the Longevity Festival was suspended for two consecutive years.

It wasn't until this year that the imperial court resumed the custom of civil and military officials of the fourth rank in Beijing entering the palace to celebrate their birthdays on the Wanshou Festival.

Therefore, a question arose——should the white elephant, who only has the official rank of the first rank, also be brought to celebrate his birthday according to his rank?

But even if there are doubts, there is no need to spend a whole morning citing endlessly, right? !

Just give the emperor a note, and if you ask, will it be over?

In the final analysis, it's just a pain in the ass!

Disdainful and bored, Sun Shaozong went straight to the Zuosi yamen, but he was not in a hurry to go back to his official office, but took the opportunity to walk around inside and out.

It has been the third day since he came to Dali Temple to take office, but he still hasn't made a clear statement about the structure of Zuo Temple's subordinate government. This is not Sun Shaozong's usual style of being an official.

But he said that he didn’t know if he didn’t want to turn around. After turning around, he found out that the Zuosi Temple was used for office work. You can have a panoramic view of the lake and water.

In one of the courtyards, a small stream was led by water wheels and bamboo pipes, and it was specialized in the trick of flowing water.

Judging from the traces, these facilities should be frequently used by people, and the frequency is far higher than that of the inner hall in the middle.

This official deserves it, almost like a vacation!

Hey~

Sure enough, the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked.

With the thought of "a long way to go", shaking his head and sighing, he went back to his official office, and when he entered the door, he saw Liu Xianglian picking up a few copper plates - but it was already time to order food.

Sun Shaozong went up to take a look, and found that it was much richer than Xing Mingsi, and there were several special dishes specially made with Shichahai seafood.

Picking up the fresh ones, he randomly selected ten or so dishes, and Sun Shaozong told the handyman to help the kitchen, and called the temple minister Yang Zhiming to have a meal together on the way.

"two……"

When the handyman took the order, Liu Xianglian's complexion suddenly collapsed, and she opened her mouth to call her second brother, but suddenly remembered that she was in the yamen, so she hurriedly changed her mouth and said, "Dong Weng, you were so busy yesterday, today I'm full." I worked hard, but I sat here for a whole morning without even seeing a single bird feather!"

"Just call me Second Brother, what Dong Weng is not Dong Weng, it sounds awkward."

After speaking, Sun Shaozong went into the room, spread paper and pen on the sour pear wood desk, took another ingot of Jiyuan ink from Gion Studio, and poured water into the Duan inkstone to grind it.

Seeing this, Liu Xianglian quickly held it in her hands, and complained while fiddling, "Second brother, I'm here to be your master, so I can't just be idle like this?"

"No hurries."

Sun Shaozong took advantage of the opportunity to settle on the high-backed chair, combed the purple hair on the tip of the pen with his fingers, grinned slightly and said, "Your second brother, I belong to Zhuizi. Since I am an official in Dali Temple, I won't stay with them all the time." Playing the same trick as the light."

Speaking of this, he suddenly remembered the promise that he would bring Zhao Nan to help Liu Xianglian, but he 'slept' too early yesterday, so he delayed the matter.

So he said again, "I'll bring that helper to you tomorrow. Before you get busy right now, you should get to know him well so that you don't..."

"grown ups!"

Just as he was talking, he heard someone shouting outside.

Seeing Liu Xianglian was still studying ink, Sun Shaozong gave him a helpless wink, and then he suddenly realized, and hurriedly left the inkstone and went out to deal with it.

Although the ink has not been completely ground, it is barely enough for drafting.

So Sun Shaozong picked up a pen and dipped some, on the snow-white rice paper, smearing indiscriminately.

Not long after, Liu Xianglian led Zuosi Prime Minister Yang Zhiming in. Seeing Sun Shaozong writing a pen, Yang Zhiming hurriedly stopped Liu Xianglian from notifying her, moved to a corner, and stood at 35 degrees.

Sun Shaozong didn't raise his eyelids, but asked, "What are the cases that are currently being detained in our temple?"

Yang Zhiming hurriedly lowered his body again, and reported with an apologetic smile, "Returning to my lord, there is a case in the Ministry of Household Affairs that is under investigation. There are still three magistrates, a fellow magistrate, and Ningbo Prefecture guards in custody awaiting trial."

When I was in Shuntian Mansion before, I mostly dealt with the cases of ordinary people, but now I am here in Dali Temple, which means 'no entry without official'.

He asked again, "What are the charges? You send the file in the afternoon, and we will clear it up before the Longevity Festival. It can be regarded as a birthday celebration for His Majesty."

"This……"

Yang Zhiming raised his head and glanced at Sun Shaozong, seeing that he was still writing at his desk, and he couldn't see what was going on in his mind at all, so he had no choice but to answer embarrassingly, "Most of them are corrupt people, but the garrison of Ningbo Mansion is because of delaying the war opportunity. Participate in prison."

Having said this, he swallowed his saliva, and then continued, "Although those corrupt officials are in custody with us, the results of the plagiarism and the specific crimes have not yet been written by the Metropolitan Procuratorate, so... So I’m afraid it’s not easy to convict.”

"As for the garrison of the Ningbo Mansion, as usual, the Ministry of War will conduct a thorough investigation on crimes such as delaying the fighter plane, and then report the results to us."

Hearing this, Sun Shaozong finally stopped writing, looked up at Yang Zhiming and said, "So, we can only wait for others to find out everything, and then punish according to the book?"

Stared firmly by the hawk-like eyes, Yang Zhiming's heart beat a little, he swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, and then mustered up the courage to sneer and said, "This... This is also a common practice in previous years. Besides, after all, criminals are The Metropolitan Procuratorate won it, so we can't just intervene casually."

"Accomplished? Hehe..."

Sun Shaozong sneered, when the Supreme Emperor first ascended to the Great Treasure, he appointed Xu Qin, a famous official, as the Minister of Dali Temple.

At that time, I had never heard of it. The established practice of Dali Temple is the three characters of "waiting, relying, and wanting".

Of course, in Sun Shaozong's view, the biggest chronic disease of Dali Temple is not the bureaucratic style, but the extremely ungrounded system itself.

Nominally, the provinces' criminal punishments are under the jurisdiction of the three law divisions.

However, Dali Temple is neither like the Ministry of Criminal Justice, which has the right to nominate and inspect criminal officials, nor is it like the Metropolitan Procuratorate, which has the function of inspecting all bureaucrats, and has supervisory censors stationed in various provinces.

In addition, the Ministry of Punishment and the Metropolitan Procuratorate are all of the second-rank structure, and the Dali Temple is only the third-rank at the highest level, which is on the same level as the procuratorates of other provinces-this makes the upper and lower levels not so reliable.

If there is a capable minister with enough prestige sitting in Dali Temple and taking the initiative to invite major cases from various places, it may not be a big deal.

But once he met Wei Yi who was just passing by, the Dali Temple was almost reduced to a decoration.

If you want to reverse this situation, it is absolutely unreliable to expect every minister of Dali Temple to be a competent official.

If we really want to change this situation, we must start from the system, so that the tentacles of Dali Temple will take root in the local area, instead of being high above, majestic, sedentary, and useless.

Of course, this kind of change may not be achieved overnight.

Fortunately, Sun Shaozong has just arrived, and there is still plenty of time to spend with them—and some concepts and practices of the court system in later generations may also be used for reference.

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Chapter 652

While thinking silently in his heart, Sun Shaozong sketched on the rice paper, and soon 'splashed' several sheets.

All of them are ghostly symbols, not to mention other people, he may not even be able to recognize everything he has guessed.

But this is also the habitual divergence of thoughts, and it will not be too late to record them neatly after finally sorting out the thoughts.

Of course, it is impossible at noon today.

The aroma of the food outside had already caused him to growl in his stomach, and when he had nothing new to think about, he simply threw the Zihao into the copper pen wash, got up and said, "Let's go, I have some things to tell Yang Si. Cheng asks for advice, let's eat and chat at the dinner table."

Yang Zhiming wanted to say a few words of modesty, but Sun Shaozong strode to the outside room early.

When Yang Zhiming chased him out, Sun Shaozong had already picked up a piece of scallion shortbread and picked up the fresh salt and pepper eel, which was more than half a catty wrapped.

"sit down."

He nodded at the opposite seat with his chin, and scooped up some powder of dogwood, pepper, cumin, and many unknown spices with a silver spoon, and evenly sprinkled it on the rice field eel and shortbread.

"Thank you, my lord, for giving me a seat."

Yang Zhiming just carefully put half of his butt on the round stool, and suddenly he heard Sun Shaozong ask, "I just heard you talk about the established cases, but I don't know what are the established cases in our Dali Temple. You might as well tell them all. Let the officer have some reference."

"This……"

Yang Zhiming hurriedly arched his body, smacking his lips with embarrassment.

This has become a rule, to put it bluntly, it is an unspoken rule.

Leaving aside the many things in it, it is simply not easy to bring them up on the stage—even if those things can be said, at this moment, I don’t know where to start.

Just as he was searching his guts, he heard Sun Shaozong say, "Since there is something embarrassing, then I will bring you all the cases that Zuo Si has dealt with recently with me."

As he spoke, he lowered his head and bit down on it, chewing with a crackling sound.

Seeing him like this, it was clear that he couldn't tolerate his refusal, so Yang Zhiming had no choice but to obey, first pick up those cases that were handled properly, and start talking about them in detail.

During this period, besides nodding ambiguously from time to time, Sun Shaozong devoured the rolled butter cake, which made Yang Zhiming more and more confused, his mouth was dry and his stomach was knotted, and he didn't dare to stop for a while.

Two flowers bloom, one for each branch.

At the same time that Sun Shaozong rolled up half a catty of salt and pepper rice field eel with the fifth scallion shortbread, someone in the Daxing county government was thinking about him.

Unfortunately, this person is not some delicate woman, but Wang Qian, the magistrate of Daxing County.

Ever since he ordered someone to send Sun Shaozong away that day, he held back his energy and wanted to have a fight with Sun Shaozong to compete for superiority and inferiority.

Who wants to wait and wait, but there is no news.

Even smoothly, Zhang An's confession was obtained.

But the more it was like this, the more suspicious Wang Qian became - others don't know how much he had dealt with the government at the beginning, how could he not know that this person surnamed Sun is unwilling to suffer, and prefers to protect his shortcomings?

It's definitely not that guy's style to be pushed back by oneself, and then to retreat quietly in spite of the difficulties!

But after secretly asking people to scan, there was indeed no sign of Sun Shaozong's involvement in the case—instead, it was heard that he and Qiu Yunfei were investigating the case of a missing child.

This is also in line with Sun Shaozong's usual style. When he was in the middle of the governance, he had raided and cracked down on the evil cases of human trafficking.

But at this juncture, if you are not in a hurry to find people, but instead investigate some kind of abduction case, isn't it too much of a job?

What kind of medicine is he selling in this gourd?

Pacing back and forth in the inner hall, the more Wang Qian thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong, and he wished he could rush to Dali Temple, grab the reckless man who had achieved his ambition, and ask him face to face.

but……

Not to mention the suspicion of attacking the Shangguan, just considering the value of force, it is enough for Wang Qian to dispel the urge to die.

knock knock knock

At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside.

"Didn't you tell me? I don't want to eat now!"

Wang Qian scolded impatiently, but then he heard the person outside accompanying him carefully report, "Dong Weng, Qiu Tong from Shuntian Mansion has arrived."

Qiu Yunfei is here? !

Instead of being surprised, Wang Qian was overjoyed, secretly thinking that the rough guy couldn't bear it after all, and invited the enemy's small yamen to come forward-as long as he takes action, it will be much easier for him to make tricks.

"quick……"

He almost shouted the word 'please', but fortunately he changed his words in time, "Go and ask him first, is it for personal or official business, if it is for personal fraud, I am sorry that I will not accompany you!"

This arrogant tone swept away the anxiety just now!

The person outside the door who was listening directly smiled wryly, and wanted to remonstrate a few words, but he knew that he was an old man, and he couldn't listen to objections.

So I had no choice but to bite the bullet and go to the front yard.