Zhu Lin and his third brother were guarding the Qingshui ditch, and their elder brother Zhu Li had to follow Han Gang to come out.

Because they both have an official body by nepotism, the two of them occupy a very good position, basically relying on He Shuangyuan's grave. As long as Han Gang really comes to try the case, you can see this Han Zhengyan's good show in the nearest place.

While waiting, the two brothers still looked south from time to time, they knew that the plaintiff and the defendant in the case of Lu Dao had the idea of withdrawing the lawsuit when the coffin was opened, and they wondered if Han Gang would give up digging the grave and open the coffin and bring the plaintiff and the defendant over to try the case.

Although He Shuangyuan died early, the net worth he accumulated was very good, otherwise he would not have two acres and fifteen acres of sacrificial land. The tomb was destroyed by the flood, and it was later renovated by He Yunwen and He Khotan, and now the tomb of 40 feet around it is not what it was at the beginning. But the tombstone erected for him by the three sons was really as tall as one person, and it was chiseled by real bluestone, and he also asked someone to write an epitaph, which was engraved on the back of the tombstone, that is, there was no grandson's name.

And on the east side of He Shuangyuan's tomb, a vast area of land is as flat as a seal. This field of more than 200 acres has boundary markers on the ditch, which is separated from the surrounding fields. But the more obvious difference is the color of the land, which is dark black. The previous time, it had been under He Yunwen's name for ten years, but due to He Khotan's interference, this land was not reclaimed, and only burning the wasteland was still possible. Ten years later, a thick layer of plant ash mixed with rainwater melted into the ground.

At this time, the sun had risen high, with He Shuangyuan Tomb as the center, and thousands of people gathered on the ground with a radius of half a mile. The so-called 'even into a curtain, a curtain into a curtain, sweat into rain' also refers to this scene

County Lieutenant Ran Jue is from a civilian background, and after seeing so many people, the idioms in "Warring States Policy" immediately came to mind. I only think that the people of Baima County may have arrived today, and there are more people than the big temple fair on March 3. If they are caught and carefully distinguished, all the hidden households in the county who evade the Ding tax will probably be able to be found.

With so many people, if there is an accident, it will be a terrible answer. Ran Jue was worried, and Han Gang was equally worried. Yesterday, he asked him to take half of the archers in the county out of the city, demarcate the boundaries around He Shuangyuan's tomb, and give the location of the people in the four miles and eight townships of Baima County in advance. Writing was written on the ground with chalk, lines were drawn, and hemp rope was circled. Today, most of the archers were brought here, and the people who came here to watch were arranged to the predetermined place according to the township armor, and order was maintained.

Fortunately, although Baima County is not a big county, because of its important status, the number of archers under him exceeds two hundred, which is barely enough. And even more fortunately, the implementation of the armor protection law in the Gyeonggi area in the past two years has made the people begin to have discipline, and it is easy for them to stand according to the township to protect the armor.

"Brother Wei, Brother Fang, do you think this is okay?" Taking out a sweat towel and wiping the sweat, Ran Jue came to Han Gang's two staff members and asked their opinions.

Standing beside the two of them, a middle-aged man in his thirties and forties took the lead: "County Lieutenant Ran is really rare, and nearly 10,000 villagers have arranged it so safely. ”

The county official is not as good as the current management, Ran Jue didn't dare to answer this person's tone, bowed his head and said: "Wen Yanei praised it, but I just listened to Han Zhixian's assignment." ”

Standing side by side with Wei Pingzhen and Fang Xing was actually Wen Yanbo's sixth son, Wen Jifu.

Wen Jifu was ordered by his father to go to Beijing, but he didn't think that he had just passed through Baimajin, and he encountered this incident. He recognized Han Gang's talent, but his good impression was lacking, Wang Anshi's son-in-law, he was almost angry with his own Lao Tzu at the beginning, and he was already magnanimous when he didn't regard him as a mortal enemy. Today, Han Gang came out to try the case, and he always had to watch the excitement. Wen Jifu deliberately exposed his identity and stood in the ranks of the officials and Han Gang's staff, one was to grab a good position, and the other was that if there was anything wrong during the trial, he could accuse it on the spot and embarrass Han Gang!

At last the sound of the gong of the Qingdao road came, and I saw the road left by a group of men and horses from the south, leaving it from the crowd, and went straight ahead. Under the attention of thousands of people, Han Gang and his entourage came to He Shuangyuan's tomb.

The young magistrate riding high on the horse, with a straight back, a head held high, and a majestic posture left a very deep first impression on all the people of the white horse.

turned over and dismounted, and asked the official to take the plaintiff and the defendant to stand in front of the tomb, but Han Gang took You Alcohol and went over to say hello to the surrounding squires who were invited out to watch the trial. When I got in front of Wen Jifu, I inquired a little, and I was surprised when I heard that it was Wen Yanbo's son.

Wen Jifu arched his hand and smiled: "Hefu is uninvited, Zhengyan won't feel presumptuous, right?" ”

Han Gang replied: "Yanai has to teach by example, and Han Gang has always been respectful." can get the Ya Nei Guan case, Han Gang just can't ask for it. ”

The officials and the plaintiff and the defendant all stood in front of the tomb, and a group of archers, beating gongs and drums in the crowd, shouted silence, which also quieted the tens of thousands of people.

"Zhengyan, how is it going to be judged?" The trial was just around the corner, and You Yu couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

"Although tens of millions of people have gone to me. Jiefu, how many people in the world do you think can do this? Han Gang asked rhetorically, and finally unveiled the hole cards.

You mellow raised his neck: "Where righteousness is, you should move forward." ”

"Yes, so it can't be fake, and it can't be fake. Therefore, there is also a saying that 'what a thousand people refer to, and they die without illness'. After speaking, he walked towards He Shuangyuan's tomb.

Han Gang's words were a little unfathomable, and Wei Pingzhen and the other three looked at the crowd around them, and they had a vague feeling.

But Wen Jifu was thinking about it: Is Han Gang going to use the tens of thousands of people here to force He Khotan and He Yunwen to agree with his verdict? This is really bold, if one can't pick it up, it will be a shame in front of the people of the county.

Han Gang didn't care what the people behind him thought, and he didn't pay attention to the two parties standing in front of the grave, but went straight to the tombstone.

Twist up a stick of incense, light it and put it in your hand, and say aloud to the tombstone: "He Shuangyuan!" Although you have been dead for 50 years, you can join this case and you will still be a citizen of this county. After 30 years of death, although he has lived under the earth, he still can't sleep. Your grievances are known to this county. Every day is clear, everyone is watching, today is under the blue sky and white sun, in the midst of all the people, let this official return your justice! ”

After saying this, the faces of the people around changed slightly, and the people who were a little farther away also made a commotion. Could it be that this Han Zhixian can really communicate with ghosts and gods?

Han Gang completely ignored the commotion behind him, straightened his waist, and threw his hands together with incense, which could be regarded as a salute. Let people put incense in front of the grave.

Turning around, he looked upright and serious, and said to He Yunwen and He Khotan: "The official of this case is about to announce the verdict, and the two of you will also come over to burn incense." After a while, the county announced the verdict that it belonged to the descendants, and in the future, they would serve cigarettes and blood according to the season, and if they had nothing to do with it, they should be cut in two. Regardless of whether you are the descendants of the people in the tomb or not, you should come and pay a salute after disturbing the purity for thirty years. He Yunwen, you come first! ”

Once again, there was silence, and thousands of pairs of eyes watched the grave's every move.

Under the gaze of tens of thousands of people, He Yunwen stepped forward tremblingly, lit incense, and knelt in front of the tombstone with a plop: "Father, mother, children are not filial." Lord, the grandson is incompetent, and he can't keep his ancestors! Grandchildren are not filial...... The grandson was incompetent......" crying to the point of emotion, and he actually stepped forward on his knees, hugged the tombstone, and hit his head at once, only two times, and his head was already bleeding.

Seeing He Yunwen crying like this, everyone was sorry, but Han Gang still kept a straight face and ordered someone to forcibly help He Yunwen, who was struggling.

"It's your turn."

The audience was silent again, staring at the plaintiff in the case.

He Khotan also stepped forward with incense, and he also fell to his knees in front of the bloodstained tombstone. But his cry was not pathetic, but he howled as hard as he could, and his head hit the stele, but there was no blood in the thump. After crying like this for a while, there was a faint low laugh in the crowd.

"That's it! Don't cry anymore, Ho Khotan! ”

Coldly called He Khotan up from the grave, Han Gang looked around at a cadre of squires and scholars in Baima County, and asked in a deep voice: "Seeing He Yunwen and He Khotan crying graves, this case must not need to be judged by this official, right?" ”

What else to say? One wept so much that he vomited blood; One of them howled for a long time, and he couldn't pretend to be sad, and he didn't even shed tears when he was dry. The results are clear.

Everyone is watching, and every day is clear. In front of tens of millions of people, Han Gang seems to have the ability to communicate with ghosts and gods, how many people will not be weak-minded? Even if you want to force makeup to make up a picture of a filial son and grandson, you can't calm down and act.

Not only did the squires nod their heads in agreement, but even the scholars who originally supported He Khotan also died down and couldn't raise their heads at all. He Tian's face was gray, but He Yunwen was overjoyed, and he cried all over the place.

But only Wen Jifu's eyes were cold. After all, this is not the right way to try the case, although it is a clear comparison in broad daylight, and it can be used to cry to prove who is right and wrong, but it is not in accordance with the law at all. Wen Jifu is confident that as long as he expresses himself, He Khotan, who has been supported, still has the ability to talk back.

"Han Zhengyan, it's too child's play to try the case like this, right?! He Tian just cried and didn't mourn, so he was sentenced to lose the lawsuit, just ask this verdict, can the trial court admit it? ”

"I didn't expect Han Gang to say it yet, and Wen Yanei also knew who lost and who won." Han Gang sneered, turned around, and faced the tens of millions of Baima people, "Han Gang dares to ask the fathers and elders of Baima County, are there filial sons and grandsons in this world who cry for their fathers and ancestors, but have no tears and no sorrows?" ”

More than a dozen loud-voiced officials spread Han Gang's words together, and they were immediately answered. Babbling, there was a sound back and forth, "No! No! ”

"Is there any!?" Han Gang asked again.

"Nope! No! This time the answer became a little neater.

"Is there any!?"

The same question was repeated for the third time in a higher voice, and the sound of the return was also rising at any time, and it was a shame: "No! No! ”

When the sound stopped, Han Gang asked loudly again: "Han Gang asks the elders again, is there a truth in this world that the graves of fathers and ancestors are not sad or sad?" ”

"Nope! No! ”

"Is there any!?"

"Nope! No! ”

"If someone claims to be the descendant of the person in the grave, but weeps without tears and worships without mourning, then is he really a descendant?!"

"It's not! No! ”

"Yes or no!?"

"It's not! No! ”

With a thousand shouts, the roars of tens of millions of people were connected into one, and the momentum was so loud that it seemed that the earth was cracked and landslides were collapsed, and the hurricane and tsunami were swooped. Standing behind Han Gang, everyone changed color for it. Wen Jifu's face was pale, cold sweat was pouring out from his body, and even his feet were weak.

"Right and wrong have their own justice, and justice is in the hearts of the people. Today's three questions, it can be seen that my Baima County is a square place, and the people are also loyal and filial piety. Fangzheng County, the hometown of loyalty and filial piety, how can there be room for villains to swagger and deceive? ! ”

Han Gang turned around again, his eyes as heavy as mountains pressing down on everyone's hearts. The voices from tens of millions of people still stopped, and with his words, they rushed towards a cadre of officials, "This official will cut off He Shuangyuan's tomb and sacrificial field to He Yunwen today. The verdict in this case is like this, who is in favor of it?! Who is against?! ”