The murder cases in the feudal era are not trivial matters. Although there are those who take human lives and abuse their power in costume films and TV dramas, the murder cases are also valued by feudal rulers.

According to the system and regulations, not only the county government offices and government offices do not have the power to handle murder cases, but even the inspectors, governors, and governors’ offices cannot handle them privately. They must be submitted and handed over to the Ministry of Justice for handling. The Ministry of Justice will decide on the autumn trial, and the hot trial will be conducted, and the instructions will be issued, and the documents of the Ministry of Justice will be issued. Only in this way can the local government have the power to decide life and death.

Of course, this is just a general situation. Some provincial officials have flags and swords of kings and swords of Shangfang, which are all exceptions. Human life depends on whose fate is. If the people do not procure and officials do not investigate, who cares about your life or death? What's more, in the era when people are divided into different levels, Fan Lin has long spoken words and will not involve himself. The law has loopholes and is clean.

Xue Pan killed Feng Yuan, but Feng Yuan was not an ordinary civilian. He was a relatively wealthy little landlord. Xue Pan was still lively. Law? Sorry, ancient laws served the higher landlord class.

Ancient laws were divided into two types: "laws" and "examples" and "examples" and "examples" and this is the case with the "Qing Laws". "Laws" are the constitution and cannot be changed easily, while "examples" are different and can increase and decrease as they grow. Why? Because with the development of economy, ideology, culture, commerce, etc., there are more and more new contradictions and disputes. Local officials can take advantage of loopholes to make decisions and learn from them...

However, it is unwise to kill a few common people and lead the people to kill the scholars. The scholars, the juren, who are closest to officials, have a greater influence than the people. Moreover, Luo Xiucai has many supporters in Wanping County School. When the trouble breaks out, Magistrate Fan will not only not be able to protect his black hat, but will also have prison and life worries.

"My fellow villagers, I can make guarantees and build dikes. I will use inferior products as good things. Those who are corrupt and abuse the law will not be the case." This made Luo Xiucai suffer a loss and resolve the corruption. Fan Lin was slightly relieved: "On the day of completion, the county will build a river temple for the elders to burn incense and pray. You are very effective in clearing the river channel. It is entirely up to Jia Cong, a disciple of Qin Langzhong of the Ministry of Works of the Court. He is the benefactor of our Wanping elders."

Qin Ye smiled and pushed Jia Cong out. Jia Cong bowed everywhere in Gaopo: "I thank the county emperor for his kindness and adopted the courtesy of the people. The family and the villagers are simple and respectful, but after hearing the next words, you must not make a big fuss about Luo Xiucai's private house at this time. The law does not punish the public, and there are limits. At that time, not only the county emperor will be affected, but the villagers will also be affected."

County Magistrate Fan nodded: Listen, how good it is. The more Fan Lin looked at Jia Cong, the more he loved it. He wanted to immediately take him as the head of the county trial case.

Qin Ye muttered: "You can't make trouble at this time, but you can make trouble in the future? This kid...but this matter is done well, and corrupt officials are worthy of death!"

Some elders from the Lijia recognized Jia Cong as the young man who came to investigate every now and then, and immediately became admired: "Brother Jia said it well, we can't make trouble anymore. Luo Xiucai is a lawyer. When we go outside his private house, he will have a handle to arrest him. Luo Wu is his slave, so he can still distinguish it. He said that Luo Wu relies on his power and takes his own initiative!"

Lijia, the elders often contacted county officials, and their knowledge was higher than that of ordinary people.

Under the leadership of those Lijia, the people settled down. Song Lichang smiled and said, "Brother Jia is really a prodigy. The grass-roots listened to the storytellers. Cao Chong was a famous figure in the Three Kingdoms. Brother Jia is so old that he is even better than the prodigy of Wanping Qi Jia!"

"It's really amazing!"

After all the limelight and the mechanism was calculated, Fan Lin handed over the river matters left by the second-official county magistrate, and they returned to the county government first. Unexpectedly, the enthusiastic people sent them five or six miles directly, reaching the Lugou Bridge.

"Why haven't I won the hearts of the people before?" Ma Dianshi sighed.

"Isn't it just that the people? We usually collect taxes and destroy sects, and there are many names. They have already hated us. Especially now that the emperor has implemented the fire and waste of money, how much money can you and I greedy?" The head of the Kuaiban team felt sad.

Under the Lugou Bridge, at dusk, the magistrate who "loves the people" stretched out his three-foot long sleeves with his hands stretched out his long sleeves and waved it back. This was the first time he felt the enthusiasm of the people and couldn't help but burst into tears: "Go to the Luo Lie Sect! I am not afraid of the Ministry of Personnel's examination and meritorious service!"

Seeing the people moving away, Jia Cong walked on the beach for a long time and smiled and said, "Will the teacher blame the students for making trouble?"

"When did you stop making trouble?" Qin Ye teased and said seriously: "This is done well, but your grudge against Luo Xuebang is even deeper, so you have to worry."

With Fan Lin helping to create momentum and become famous, within a few days, Jia Cong's child prodigy, Wenquxing descended to earth, and spiritual blessings spread throughout Wanping. Many people who were preparing for the county examination next year became nervous.

...

Luo Guoqi's face was black, blue, white, red, and purple, alternately, like a dyeing workshop, and a rainbow across the Yongding River and the distant mountains.

"Luo Wu died suddenly. The old man in County Magistrate Fan must have room for trouble. Morality stands with him, and I can't stand the truth. Luo Wu's corrupt law has ruined the reputation of my Luo family. The people are resentful, and the county school colleagues look down on me..."

"Jia Cong! Jia Cong! It's all you, you've ruined my good things again and again!"

Luo Guoqi threw off the teacup and calmed down to think: "My strength lies in litigation... Well, fortunately, the people did not make a big fuss. Now it seems that Wanping will not stay for a long time, and go to Gu'an to hide for a gust of wind. Besides, Gu'an is a plain with good feng shui. There is a fund for river management there for 300,000... Well, County Magistrate Fan, if you toast, you don't eat and punish you for being unkind, don't blame me for being unrighteous! Luo wrote a letter to his clan brother, you have not been in charge of this official position for a long time! Jia Cong, goodbye to Gu'an, then... Humph, I want your teacher to lose his official position, and you can't even pass the county examination. The little lady of the Qin family is not my pocket. If you don't get this revenge, I would rather die heartbroken!"

Thinking about it, Jia Cong had never offended him first, but Luo Guoqi had always been self-centered. Even if he did many evil things, he never thought he was wrong. He was smart, had a good family background, and relied on his intelligence and did evil things. He felt that it was natural.

Only by displaying his talents in litigation can he feel the joy of living and his own value. Moreover, if the name of the River God Temple is bound to be cursed by the people, Jia Cong ruined his good things one after another, and Luo Guoqi's hatred value is about to reach its peak.

...

He talked with the county master Fan Lin to the city. Fan Lin taught him to write good writings, and they separated and gathered in the market. Jia Cong asked Kuang Liuhe: "How many prodigy do you Wanping have?"

"Yes, the most famous one is Qi Jia. He reads books at the age of three, wrote poems at the age of five, and recites the four books at the age of six. Qi Jia and Gu Zhen in Wanping are known as the two heroes of Jingxian County. They are the sixth sons and the seventh sons of Youyan's seventh son... Qi Jia once spoke in public: He is determined to win the case in Guimao County." Kuang Liuhe replied.

Jia Cong was ashamed: No wonder he was eight years old and he was not shocked at the time. There were really even more powerful prodigy! There were pressure, but he would not be ashamed of himself. At least he worked hard.

"Why isn't Youyan's first son even more powerful?" Jia Cong said.

"That person is idle and Yehe, who has created his own bookstore and is famous. Brother Zili will definitely meet him in the future." Kuang Liu said to him: "Today's move is very satisfying. Brother Zili encourages you to wait for the Wanping Examination House next year!"

"Encourage together!" Jia Cong returned the gift and watched Kuang Liuhe leave. Sun Fu wandered with him for a while. When he turned to the county yard, he suddenly saw Ma Dianshi and the yamen runners arresting a big man. The man was the escaped man who was at a quick glance at Shunzhi Gate that day. He was at least two meters tall, with a tiger's back, a bee waist, and a mantis legs. He looked honest and had shackles and shackles. Jia Cong could only look up at him and was amazed: "Who is he? It's dangerous to go out, so it's better to save him and be a bodyguard."
Chapter completed!