Xiao Jiading knocked on the door with the painting rolled in his hand, and Deng Quansheng's voice came from inside: "Come in!"

Xiao Jiading stepped in and bowed and said, "I have met County Magistrate Deng."

When Deng Quansheng saw him, he stood up from the couch with a smile on his face, patted his shoulder affectionately, and said, "You are here, very good. I have already told the Magistrate Kang County to recommend you with all my might. Magistrate Kang has agreed, so I will arrange for you to do business in the torture room. How about it?"

Xiao Jiading bowed and said, "Thank you, County Magistrate Deng, for your cultivation. My subordinates will do their best to work. We will live up to the grace of Deng's favor."

"Well, has your way lead to it?"

Xiao Jiading quickly took Lu Yan out. Deng Quansheng took it over, but without looking at it, he called the followers outside the door and told him to take the Lu Yan to the chief clerk to register and collect the licensor's cards. In this way, he became a clerk in the yamen.

After making arrangements, Deng Quansheng said to Xiao Jiading: "Let's go, I will take you to meet all the colleagues in the torture room."

Xiao Jiading followed Deng Quansheng out and arrived at the torture room.

The torture room is two suites inside and outside. The inner room is relatively small. It is the place where Xu, the head of the torture room, works. There are a large room outside. There are rows of book cases sitting in the torture room clerks, and there are not many people, about six or seven.

Xu Houde, the judicial officer of the punishment room, heard that the county magistrate was coming, so he quickly came out of the inner room and bowed to show his salute. Fa Zuo (equivalent to the deputy director) and other clerks had already stood up to show his salute. The fat man Zhu Haiyin was at the table in the corner and smiled at Xiao Jiading with a smile. Xiao Jiading pretended not to see it.

County Magistrate Deng said: "Today, a new colleague came to our torture room, his name is Xiao Jiading."

The name Xiao Jiading has spread all over the scholarly and literati class in Yizhou. No wonder, the ancient communication media was not well developed. Apart from chattering and spreading news, there were too few things that could be used as entertainment. So if you have any problems, the spread speed in the same city is no less than that of the current media. What's more, Zhong Wenbo, who defeated the prefecture of the State Prefecture, said that the news was even faster. These clerks in the torture room naturally knew that it was only the ancient media that rely mainly on their mouths, so they only knew the name of Xiao Jiading, but they had never seen him. When they saw it, they all looked at him in surprise. All the expressions on their faces were there.

County Magistrate Deng introduced Xu Houde and the Fa Zuo Dong Zhong behind him. Xiao Jiading stepped forward to salute, but Dong Zhong smiled all over his face, but Xu Houde had a stern face and gave a bow, without saying anything.

County Wei Deng said: "Xu Sifa, our brother Xiao is not only outstanding in literary talent, but also proficient in criminal law. He is a rare talent. Let's leave Jiang Zhongyuan's intentional murder case to him. I believe that he will definitely handle it well. Please give him more advice."

As soon as this said, Xiao Jiading immediately discovered that the expressions of Xu Houde on the opposite side and the clerks behind him immediately changed. Xu Houde was surprised. Most of the clerks were gloating, but Zhu Haiyin was surprised and anxious. He immediately understood that this case was a difficult case to crack! County Magistrate Deng really wanted to mess with him!

There was no fluctuation on his face, and he bowed and said, "Yes! I will do my best to handle the case."

"Well! It looks so good, and the future is bright!" After saying that, he patted Xiao Jiading on the shoulder intimately, and turned around and left.

Xu Houde had already received news in advance that a clerk was coming to the torture room, so he had prepared a desk for him, just next to Zhu Haiyin's table.

After Xu Houde pointed out his case, he asked the clerk responsible for sending and receiving the case to hand over all the files of Jiang Zhongyuan's intentional homicide case to him, and then went into the inner room. The clerks also sat back to their own seats, looked at him from time to time, muttered a few words in secret, and laughed from time to time, and the laughter could be heard with obvious gloating.

Literary people are despised, and they have been there since ancient times. Xiao Jiading already understood what kind of environment he had come to. He did not talk to Zhu Haiyin, but picked up the file and read it.

The file was very thin, and he finished reading it in less than a meal. The case was also very simple. Jiang Zhongyuan and his servants stabbed two men to death with a knife in the street for half a year ago and injured several people. Many people saw it.

In such a case, there are so many witnesses, and the facts are clear and the evidence is indeed sufficient. What is difficult to deal with? Will these people look at themselves with that kind of eyes? Moreover, the case has been happening for more than half a year, but it has not been dealt with. There must be something strange about it. You must know that the ancient yamen is equivalent to the current public security, procuratorial and courts, not just the courts. The trial limit stipulated in ancient times is much shorter than that in modern times. Such murder cases are concluded within one month. If the period exceeds the deadline, the seal officer and the supervisor of the yamen (that is, the direct responsible person) will be beaten. This case has been delayed for more than half a year and it would be strange if there is no ghost!

No, you must figure it out immediately, you can't be used as a gun for no reason.

Xiao Jiading stood up, looked at Zhu Haiyin next to him, and muttered, holding his stomach, "My mother's stomachache, isn't she eating something bad?"

After saying that, he quickly walked out, asked the direction of the doorman's toilet, and went straight to it. When he got to the toilet, he saw no one around, went in and urinated, and saw Zhu Haiyin coming out. Then he whispered: "What's going on in this case? You should know?"

"This case has a great origin, who doesn't know in the yamen?" Zhu Haiyin looked back and saw no one, and said in a low voice, "Jiang Zhongyuan, who killed people on the street, is the brother-in-law of the chief of the prefecture government. In other words, his sister is the wife of the chief of the prefecture government. The reason for the murder in the street was that the kid and the deceased were both playboys from wealthy families. Both of them fell in love with a ** woman, and were jealous, and they fought in the **. After returning home, Jiang Zhongyuan felt that he was suffering a loss and accused him of revenge and took the people on the street. When he saw the victim coming out, he personally took the knife and stabbed the man to death, stabbed a servant who rushed up to death, and stabbed several people. Although the deceased was also a wealthy family, no one was an official, but he had just a few money. Although he complained everywhere, the Jiang family still dragged the case down and dragged it to this point, dragging it until now."

The chief of the provincial government office is from the fifth rank, half a level higher than Sima. In the government office, he is second only to the governor and the Bianjia. He is equivalent to a member of the Standing Committee of the Provincial Party Committee. Who dares to provoke him?

Xiao Jiading said in confusion: "Then it's not a big deal to drag it out? Sooner or later, he will be punished. He killed people in the street and was a death sentence. So many people have seen it, can they run away? What's the use of dragging it out?"

"Why is it useless? Wait for the imperial court to amnesty!"

Xiao Jiading suddenly realized that in ancient times, those who were emperors liked to make amnesty in the world. My mother and wife were sick, and she would make amnesty, and worship the heaven on her birthday. There were many names. It would be once every few years. Once an amnesty was not a ten evil crime, the serious crime would be reduced and the minor crimes were released. It turned out that they had the idea. If the case was sentenced, the decisive crime would be condemned and the sentence would be delayed. When the amnesty was completed, they would not lose their heads.

Such a case is obviously serious and overdue detention, but no one dares to take care of it or take it. Isn’t it because his brother-in-law is a member of the Standing Committee of the Provincial Party Committee! Now County Magistrate Deng asked himself to carry this rotten wood, which clearly wanted to kill himself. If a member of the Standing Committee of the Provincial Party Committee wants to kill him, wouldn’t that happen in a minute?

Xiao Jiading was angry in his heart. No wonder County Magistrate Deng refused to accept his gift last night. It turned out that he wanted to kill himself, so he pretended to be honest so that he could be careless and deceive him. Fortunately, I have experienced countless such tricks before traveling through time. Otherwise, I would have thought that he had received the attention of his leaders and handed over such an important case of death penalty to himself. So he would have done it quickly so that he could show his talents. I was afraid that he would not know how he died. It was really cruel!

In this case, Jiang Zhongyuan and the deceased were not good people, and there was no need to uphold justice for them. Why should I get into this muddy water?

Zhu Haiyin said: "Brother, what are you going to do?"

Xiao Jiading smiled sinisterly and said, "Scrambled eggs with cold tofu shredded tofu!"

Monk Zhu Haiyin and Zhang Er looked at him in a daze.

"Go back!" Xiao Jiading walked back and came to the door of Deng County Wei's room. He took out the calligraphy and paintings of Sima Tanglin of the Prefecture Office and stepped into Deng County Wei's room.

When County Magistrate Deng saw him come in, he was stunned for a moment and said, "What's wrong? Is there anything wrong?"

"That's right," Xiao Jiading smiled and nodded and said, "Yesterday, I ate flower wine in Cuiyulou and met Tang Lintang Sima of the Prefecture Office. The day before yesterday, he also heard about my friend who was better than Zhong Wenbo. He was actually very kind to me, so he invited me to drink and asked me some poems. He was very satisfied with my answer. Before leaving, he picked up a pen and made a painting for me, and asked me to visit his house and discuss poetry..."

As soon as he said this, County Magistrate Deng's old face was full of surprise. The little mung bean eyes that had been narrowed into slits were also opened, and he stared at Xiao Jiading in a daze.

When Xiao Jiading saw that it was effective, he couldn't help but secretly laugh and continued, "I took the painting and found that there was no inscription and seal. He relied on the wine to tell me why I didn't write the name, otherwise who would know it was written by Lord Sima. Tang Sima laughed loudly and said that he had written it in the painting and asked me to find it myself. I looked at it for a long time but couldn't find it. I heard that County Wei was an expert in painting, so I wanted to ask the County Wei. I wonder if I could give it some advice and see where the inscription was written by Tang Sima." After that, he spread the painting and placed it on the desk of County Wei Deng's calligraphy.
Chapter completed!