Chapter 392: Ascension to the court

September 8, the day of the announcement.

Lin Haoran was wearing a five-grade official uniform and was waiting in the signing room. According to the Ming Dynasty, the third and eighth days of each month are the days of announcements, and the people's complaints and complaints must be accepted on this day.

Everything else can be handled by the people below, but this court trial is a hands-on affair. For this unfamiliar field, Lin Haoran will inevitably be nervous, and only hopes that Leizhou Mansion will not have any more big cases.

I have to admit that Leizhou Mansion is simply a hot potato.

When Lin Haoran flipped through the files, he found that in recent years, there have been many large and small cases in Leizhou Mansion, and homicides are even more common. It's just that the criminal investigation technology of this era is backward, and many murder cases have not been solved until now, and many unsolved cases have accumulated in various counties.

According to the previous rate of solving cases, the probability of solving these two major cases in the past is less than 30%, and the sentence lawsuit in Leizhou Prefecture is seriously failing.

It's just that Lin Haoran knows that if he wants to return to Beijing to take up his post in three years, he must show his ability to govern. If you can't govern the land of Leizhou, even if you have the opportunity to enter the cabinet and worship the prime minister in the future, you will definitely become the attack point of political enemies.

But it's a pity that Lin Haoran was not a criminal police officer in his previous life and did not have the slightest interrogation experience.

On the contrary, because he likes to mess with flowers and grass outside, he has a lot of experience in being interrogated, and he is proud that he can pass the test without danger every time.

However, things have come to this point, and he has to face the difficulties head-on, and he must not be dragged back by the "prison lawsuit". After determining that he couldn't rely on the incompetent magistrates below, he could only roll up his sleeves and do it himself.

On the way back, he had actually read the "Da Ming Law" carefully, but he was still uneasy in his heart, so he re-read it again, intending to be stubborn again.

Let's not mention whether he can solve the case bravely, this "Da Ming Law" must be familiar with it first. Otherwise, the dignified dignity of the mansion doesn't even understand the most basic sentencing, then it is really ridiculous and generous.

Sun Jixiang saw Lin Haoran's nervousness, but he couldn't comfort anything. Seeing that the hour was almost there, he planned to go outside to see how many cases were handed in and see if there were any major cases.

At this moment, the drums outside the yamen sounded.

The big drum outside can't be beaten casually, although the Fuzun will immediately ascend to the court to try the case, but if it is just a trivial matter of sesame mung beans to ring the drum, it will inevitably be beaten.

The criminal offenses of the Ming Dynasty were divided into five punishments: flogging, rod, imprisonment, exile, and death. Lesser punishments such as flogging and canes were used by the prefect as long as they were given a random reason.

That's right, if there is really no great grievance, beating this drum will inevitably lead to a beating of the board. It's like if your chicken is lost, you go to beat the Dengwen drum and try it, Jiajing may receive you according to the ancestral system, but if you don't die, you have to be crippled.

"Isn't that a mess?"

Lin Haoran closed the book and muttered a little dissatisfied.

According to the normal process, today is just a case, and tomorrow the big case will be elevated to trial. But now the drums are sounding, but it is forcing him to "drive the ducks to the shelves".

Lin Haoran soon received a letter from the criminal scrivener in charge, and it turned out that a death row prisoner wanted to retract his confession.

The original case was to sue the daughter-in-law for poisoning her son with chicken soup because of discord between the husband and wife. After examination, the old woman's son was found to have died of arsenic, and the owner of the pharmacy confirmed that the woman had bought arsenic a few days earlier.

Only now the daughter-in-law pleaded that she did not poison her, claiming that her husband had been bitten to death by a poisonous snake, and that the arsenic she had purchased was only used to poison rats, and asked him to retry the case.

"Master, what do you think?" After Lin Haoran understood what was going on, he asked Sun Jixiangdao, who was also the master of the criminal name.

"The pretence has been confirmed that it was arsenic to death, but this woman is still insisting that it was a poisonous snake that caused her death, and this alone cannot overturn the case for her!" Sun Jixiang shook his head lightly and said a contradiction in the case.

Lin Haoran also nodded slightly, agreeing with Sun Jixiang's analysis. Especially in the case file, the yamen couldn't find leftover chicken soup in the woman's house, and it was obvious that the woman was a thief and hidden.

As soon as he thought of this, he made up his mind to beat the drummer and go home to sleep. The most important thing is that this kind of case can't improve his solving rate at all, and it's a complete waste of his time.

Because it is a major criminal case, the venue for the trial should be placed in the lobby, and the people of Leizhou City are allowed to come in and observe.

After hearing the sound of drums, many people flocked to the government office. But I don't know if the people of Leizhou City have always liked to be lively, or they all want to see the appearance of the new prefect, dozens of people suddenly came, and people came one after another.

After putting on the black gauze hat, Lin Haoran led Sun Jixiang towards the direction of the lobby, opening the first court trial in his life.

When he walked through the Yin Gong Gate and walked out of the screen, he held up the majesty of the dignity of the house. His whole face was tense, his eyes were cold and ruthless, and he walked straight to the desk on the high platform and sat down.

He was too young, but he still had a creamy face. If you don't learn to take a posture at one end, let alone the people of Leizhou Mansion, I'm afraid that the servants under the hall won't be able to shake it.

Fortunately, he also honed for a while in the capital, and learned a little qi cultivation kung fu from the big guys. Looking at the onlookers under the hall, it was just a cabbage.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

As Lin Haoran appeared, the startling drum next to him sounded three times.

Twelve yachas, wearing black and red hats, pheasant feathers in their temples, soap-red official uniforms, and tall black boots on their feet, were divided into two columns, holding water and fire sticks and standing face to face at the bottom of the hall.

They were all carefully selected, and all of them were burly and vicious-looking. Standing neatly on both sides of the court now, there is indeed a deterrent effect.

Lin Haoran sat in front of the desk, looking at the hall with his eyes, looking at the hundreds of people on the other side of the platform. He skillfully turned the pressure of those people into anger, held the shocking wood and slapped it heavily, and said in a deep voice: "Ascension! ”

"Might-Might!"

After training, the twelve yacha neatly picked up the long sticks of water and fire and smashed them on the ground, making a scalp-tingling sound, so that the people in the hall were terrified, and they didn't even dare to look up to Lin Haoran anymore.

"The one who beats the drum!"

Lin Haoran had a straight face, and said loudly again.

After a while, I saw a small figure walking up to the hall with a big grin. The pace is not small, and he does not seem scared of the court, his pink face is slightly raised, and his eyes are big and attentive.

Lin Haoran saw this drummer appear, picked up the startling wood on the table, "snapped", and said in a deep voice: "Be bold, don't kneel when you see this official!" ”