The three of them huddled in the carriage and waited for a moment, then saw Marquis Wu'an get on the carriage angrily and drive away.
Han Zeyu was surprised. Even with the Marquis's face, he couldn't bail Ning Yuanchen out. It seemed that the Jingzhao Yin was an extraordinary man of integrity.
Han Zeyu humbly asked, "What rank is Jingzhao Yin?"
Su Shien replied helplessly: "Third rank."
"What about Marquis Wu'an?
"Super first rank, duke, marquis, earl, the third rank is super rank, above the first rank?"
Teacher Su felt depressed. The class was in vain. No one heard a word, so he could only try to teach the students whenever he had the chance.
Seeing Jingzhao Yin who had just left the court and returned home at this hour, Han Zeyu rarely gave him a good guy card.
"He's a true man, a man of steel, and a good official, as he can withstand the pressure from a third-rank official."
Tie Zhu said quietly, "The Jing Zhao Yin is the eldest princess's son."
Han Zeyu readily confiscated the good guy card.
"Pretend I never said anything."
Su Shien was stunned for a moment. The eldest princess was the emperor's aunt, which meant that the Jingzhao Yin was the emperor's cousin.
Come to think of it, for such an offensive job, without a strong background, most people really can't withstand the pressure from all sides.
Han Zeyu patted the iron pillar. As expected of an official from the Dali Temple, he was well-informed.
The three of them returned home, ate their meal in no time, and then went back to the study to continue working.
Tiezhu was fascinated by the advertisement, which was much more interesting than files and official documents.
Han Zeyu took out the patinated book "Four Hundred and Sixty Articles of Criminal Law" that he had treasured for a long time.
Article 4 on page 2 is about the elements of the crime of theft and its penalties.
The lightest punishment is fifty strokes of the cane, and the patient is exempt from punishment.
The most severe punishment is exile of three thousand miles, with no chance of returning home for life.
People like Ning Yuanchen who instigated others to commit crimes could be sentenced to either a light or heavy punishment, but basically they would be sentenced to thirty lashes of the cane and three months of detention.
But with the protection of Marquis Wu'an and the escort of the top lawyers in the capital, Ning Yuanchen is likely to avoid punishment.
If for no other reason than that someone would take the blame for him.
This scapegoat could be a young eunuch from the Imperial Stables, or it could be one of the other people who were sent to the Jingzhao Yamen together.
However, the most likely person should be the servant of the Marquis' Mansion who follows Ning Yuanchen.
The indenture is in the hands of the master, who can let him live or die at will.
Today I have taken the blame for my master, so there will naturally be benefits.
The two had anticipated this result long ago, so they were not too angry.
They didn't expect to bring Ning Yuanchen to justice with just one theft case. The Luo family case was the highlight.
Just after the hour of Chou, Han Zeyu climbed up excitedly.
Listening to the rustling noise, Su Shien lit the oil lamp in a daze, wanting to give some instructions.
As a result, when he looked up suddenly, the scene in front of him frightened him so much that his hands shook and he almost dropped the tinderbox on the ground.
Who is this burly man?
"Yu, Yu brother?"
"Don't yell, call me husband. Look at me today. Am I strong? Am I handsome? Am I good-looking?"
Su Shien didn't dare to tell the truth, so he could only nod "sincerely".
But he still had a question, that is, why did Yu Ge'er's figure become like this?
The tall and sturdy Han Zeyu turned around on the spot and said proudly: "Don't look at my current figure and height. They are fake, but my beauty is real."
Su Shien clapped his hands bravely, then lay back on the bed feeling exhausted. He must have gotten his posture wrong when he just got up.
I punched myself in anger. You've been so rude and kept giving me nonsense. It's such a sin to do this so early in the morning!
It was three quarters past three in the morning and it was still dark.
There were few pedestrians on the street, and the breakfast vendor had just set up his stall.
Most officials going to court would pass by here, but they seldom bought food from outside.
The sedan chair was swaying, and the officials inside were drowsy. They felt sleepy in spring, tired in autumn, napping in summer, and unable to wake up in winter.
It was a very cold day and the sun had not yet risen, but they had to struggle to get out of bed, wash up and go to court.
I thought today would be no different from every other morning, but I didn't expect some small incidents to happen along the way.
How small is this episode? It can be said to be insignificant.
But if we have to say that there was any impact, it was only the journey before they entered the palace, when they were completely no longer sleepy.
This small page of paper is really wonderful. You know that everything written on it is false and the guesses are extremely unreliable, but you just can't help but want to continue reading.
I read it again and again, and even folded the flyer silently, wanting to take it back and share it with my friends.
Who wrote this? I have to say, this guy is really talented.
While waiting to go to court, like-minded officials sat together in groups of three or four, whispering to each other.
As the sky brightened, more people appeared on the street.
As the victim, Su Shien should have gone to the Jingzhao government office to inquire about the results of the interrogation, but he was dedicated to his job and could not let go of his work in the Hanlin Academy for a moment.
He loves his work and his work needs him, so Su Shien resolutely went to the Hanlin Academy.
Tiezhu only did a small favor and helped the Jingzhao government. His contribution was not worth mentioning, so he did not join in the fun to avoid disturbing others in their investigation.
Tiezhu was an eighth-rank official, and he enjoyed great prestige. His immediate superior personally greeted him outside the door.
Just to ask him in person the first possible moment: "I've been so busy for you all day, you've stretched your hands so far! Even the Dali Temple can't accommodate you. This time it's the Jingzhao Yamen, next time it's the Ministry of Justice, right?"
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