Chapter 189: A shocking move, defying the world's condemnation
Zhu Ping'an visited Yao's hometown for nearly a day, and asked about the situation of Dayao Village and several nearby villages while chatting about his daily routines.
After Zhu Ping'an left Yao's hometown, he continued to visit two villages, and then returned to the county government.
Through the visit, Zhu Ping'an strengthened his determination, and as soon as he returned to the county office, he ordered the official to be promoted.
"It's almost the end of the afternoon, why did you suddenly ascend to the court? Did you take the wrong medicine? ”
"If you don't know how to be a magistrate, don't do it at all, when is this, and you will be promoted?! Funny jokes. ”
"What kind of moth is going to come out of the chest?!"
When the officials of the county government received the notice of promotion, they slandered Zhu Ping'an one by one, and slandered Zhu Ping'an in various ways.
"Let's see what the chest is going to do, and I'll improvise later." Zhang Xiancheng instructed everyone like this.
The officials of the sixth room understood it, followed behind Zhang Xiancheng and Yin Shu, and rushed to the lobby one after another.
"Warden Zhang, inform the prison warden, and bring to the lobby whether there are any prisoners in the prison who have paid taxes."
Zhu Ping'an took out a "holding" sign from the lottery holder and handed it to Liu Mu, who handed it to Zhang Danian, the warden, and ordered him to notify the prison and bring all the prisoners who were being held because they had not paid taxes to the lobby.
Escort all the prisoners who did not pay their taxes to the lobby? There must be no 100 people?!
What is this going to do?!
Zhang Dianguan took the order and did not immediately carry out Zhu Ping'an's order, but subconsciously looked at Zhang Xiancheng.
Zhang Xiancheng nodded slightly, and Zhang Diancheng received Zhang Xiancheng's acquiescence, so he was ordered to go to prison.
Zhu Ping'an squinted his eyes, took this scene into his eyes, knew it in his heart, and did not react on his face.
After the official Zhang left, the officials in the hall exchanged their heads, and the lobby was full of their buzzing voices. They don't understand why Zhu Ping'an brought all the prisoners who had not paid their taxes to the lobby for trial?! No, they were arrested for not paying their taxes, and they're already in court. But why did Xie County bring them to the lobby again? Try it again? Playing majestic?!
Or do you want to torture them, beat them with sticks, torture them, and order them to pay taxes?!
If these prisoners who do not pay taxes are punished, it may be possible to force some of them to pay taxes.
Don't say it, it's really a good way to do it.
Tut-tut, I really didn't expect it!
It's a shame that he is still a scholar, looking at the honest and honest Sven Wenwen, he is not very old, but he didn't expect his heart to be black enough and ruthless!
If he really wants to be so tidy, maybe he can really force some people to pay back taxes and food. This is more or less a little performance after he took office, this is not good, and he can't be allowed to succeed in his conspiracy.
Thinking of this, Zhang Xiancheng couldn't help but look up at the Yin book on the side.
Yin Book's heart was sharp, Zhang Xiancheng's eyes, he understood in an instant, smiled slightly, lowered his head and whispered to Zhang Xiancheng, "Brother Zhang, don't worry." The Ming Law prohibits the crime of investigating people for a reason, and strictly prohibits officials from abusing criminal punishment, and only if the four conditions are met, 'committing a serious crime', 'proving that the stolen goods are clear', 'disagreeing with the confession', and 'clearly establishing the case', can the prisoner be punished. During the Chenghua period, there were stricter regulations on the punishment of officials: except for homicide cases and robbery cases, the rest of the criminals could only be whipped. If it is necessary to use torture instruments such as sticks, clamping sticks, brain boxes, and soldering irons, it must be performed step by step. If the county knows that the punishment is used in violation of the law, it will be punished as the crime of entering and leaving the person. If he wants to use torture to force taxes, we, as officials of the imperial court, naturally cannot sit idly by and watch the county respect him violate the law, abuse the punishment, and bully the people. ”
Zhang Xiancheng was reminded by the book, and immediately put his mind at ease, and the two looked at each other and smiled, all frustrated.
Soon, Zhang Dianguan took the prison guards and escorted more than 100 prisoners who had not paid taxes and food to the lobby.
There were too many prisoners to stand in the lobby, and some of the prisoners stood outside the lobby and were guarded by jailers and officials.
"Get on your knees!"
The officials and jailers ordered the prisoners to kneel.
"Mighty!"
The two rows of officials under the public hall vigorously rang the killing rod and shouted mighty, and the public hall suddenly became solemn.
"The grass people and the sinners visit the county master."
The prisoners trembled and fell to their knees one by one, uneasy in their hearts, not knowing why Zhixian had taken them over again, but a strong sense of foreboding enveloped them, making them feel as if they were about to go to the guillotine.
"Get up."
Zhu Ping'an sat on the high hall, raised his right hand, and ordered the prisoners to get up.
The prisoners got up in panic, trembling and waiting for an ominous fate.
"You are all prisoners who have not paid their taxes." Zhu Ping'an looked at the prisoners and said slowly.
Get straight to the point, see you in the poor dagger, this is going to use torture to force taxes, right?!
Zhang Xiancheng and others looked at Zhu Ping'an, preparing to wait for Zhu Ping'an to use torture, and decisively persuade him in accordance with the laws of the Ming Dynasty and other laws, so as to prevent Zhu Ping'an's conspiracy to extort taxes by torture from succeeding.
"Lord Zhixian, we didn't deliberately not pay taxes, we really couldn't make up the taxes"
"Last year's harvest was not good"
"We really didn't deliberately resist taxes, my mother-in-law is sick, the grain has been sold and the medicine has been bought, the county lord"
A prisoner couldn't help but explain anxiously.
"Silence!"
The officials struck the ground with their killing sticks and made the prisoners silent, and the prisoners were suddenly frightened and did not dare to squeak.
Everyone looked at Zhu Ping'an, waiting for Zhu Ping'an's next move.
The ceremonial room warden and the torture room warden were instructed by Zhang Xiancheng and Yinshu, and they had already raised half of their buttocks, just waiting for Zhu Ping'an to order the use of torture to force taxes, they should be the first birds, and they quoted the laws of Daming and Chenghua to prevent and oppose Zhu Ping'an.
In the midst of all the attention, Zhu Ping'an got up from the lobby and looked at the prisoners under the public court.
The prisoners were scared, and the two were trembling, and there was a feeling that a great disaster was coming.
Zhang Xiancheng and Yin Shu's pupils shrank slightly, their eyes were preoccupied with Zhu Ping'an, and the buttocks of the ceremonial room warden and the torture room warden were raised by one-third, and only a little buttocks were next to the chair.
"You are all prisoners who have not paid their taxes."
In the midst of all the attention, Zhu Ping'an continued with the sentence just now, "You are also the sons, husbands and fathers of the family, and you also have families, parents, wives and children, and you also have to live." It is now almost September, and it is almost time for the early rice harvest to be harvested—without delaying the farming time, for the sake of your parents, wives and children, this official has specially allowed you to go home for the autumn harvest, but when the autumn harvest is over, you must return to the prison as soon as possible. Now, you can all go home. ”
Ha?
What the?!
As soon as Zhu Ping'an's words fell, Zhang Xiancheng, Yin Shu and Liufang Xu all looked at Zhu Ping'an in shock.
Can't believe it!
Can't believe it!
Zhu Ping'an, he, he really risked the world's condemnation {ate the bear's heart and leopard gall, right?} Ping An does he know what he is doing, letting more than a hundred prisoners go home for the autumn harvest? Under the heavens, in history, no magistrate has ever dared to do such a crazy thing!! {Zhu Ping'an, the county magistrate, doesn't want to do it?!!}
Zhang Xiancheng gasped, stretched out his fingers and pointed at Zhu Ping'an tremblingly, his eyes glared at the boss, he was about to stare out of his sockets, and the boss with his mouth open was so shocked that he couldn't make a sound.
In fact, it was not them who were most shocked.
Rather, it is the prisoners in the lobby who are trembling, nervous, and anxious waiting for the catastrophe to come.
A group of prisoners who thought that a catastrophe was coming, but what they didn't expect to hear was Zhu Ping'an's order to let them go home for the autumn harvest, and they couldn't believe their ears, and they couldn't believe that the county magistrate wanted to let them go home for the autumn harvest?!
Is this true?
What a joy!
The prisoners pinched their arms and felt the pain of drilling their bones, Fang believed that this was the truth, the county magistrate was really going to let them go home for the autumn harvest, and they were unbelievably happy, and many prisoners even cried excitedly.
"Lord Qingtian, thank you Lord Qingtian."
"Don't worry, my lord, I will return to the prison on time after the autumn harvest. If anyone dares not to return to prison, I will not be the first to spare him! ”
"After the autumn harvest, we will definitely go back to the prison to report, if anyone does not come back, they will be cut off and their grandchildren will not be able to die."
A group of prisoners knelt on the ground one after another, thanked Zhu Ping'an incoherently, and swore that they would return to the prison after the autumn harvest.