It's the same pirate ship, but whoever is at the helm has the initiative.
"Well then," Xia Yunyi began to give orders, "Yangzhou Prefecture Tongzhi, you must immediately divide your people into two groups. Half of them will patrol during the day to maintain order, and promise the merchants in the city that the court will not impose additional taxes on them, so they can open their doors without worry."
"The other half will patrol at night to maintain law and order. If they encounter bandits, they will be shot without asking for permission! After a month, they will be rewarded according to their merits!"
"Remember, if anyone dares to kill a good person and take credit for it, I will ask for permission to exterminate his entire clan!"
"I obey your command." The Yangzhou prefect bowed and left.
"Where is the Yangzhou prefectural magistrate?"
"I am here."
"Send all the people you have under your command out and have them inform the village head and the gentry that the court will properly handle the mining case and give everyone an explanation."
"At the same time, warn them not to use the case's impact as an excuse to delay paying taxes. The nearby city of Nanjing lacks everything except soldiers!"
"I obey your orders!"
......
Under Xia Yunyi's arrangement, most officials were assigned tasks.
As more and more people left, only three people were left in the huge lobby of the government office.
Xia Yunyi, the imperial commissioner, was the magistrate of Yangzhou Prefecture and the prison warden of Yangzhou Prefecture.
The Procurator is in charge of criminal cases, and the Prison Supervisor is in charge of prisons.
The former is responsible for trying cases, while the latter is responsible for detaining prisoners.
"You two," Xia Yunyi stared at their faces, "Tell me, how did Xu Mingbi, the son of Xu Yifan, a doctor in the Nanjing Ministry of Personnel, die?"
"I've made it clear. Everyone is safe and sound."
"I can't explain it clearly..." Xia Yunyi looked outside the door.
The prosecutor and the prison warden followed Xia Yunyi's gaze and looked outside.
The soldiers of the Xiaoling Guard outside the gate were seen getting familiar with the torture instruments in the yamen under the guidance of Mei Chun.
"Be careful, this thing will hurt your hand if it pinches you."
"Don't touch the thorns on the cane. It's really nice to hit someone with it."
"What a bunch of losers! The soldering iron is still not hot enough after burning it for so long?"
"Add more salt to the water, and pour it slowly on the wound later. Don't waste it."
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