Emperor Ming Dynasty

The role of the Procuratorate is to control the big with the small and protect the imperial power, but when it becomes a fish pond for party struggles, it becomes tasteless.

Now after the reform, the Metropolitan Procuratorate has maintained its independence, but its biggest role has become supervision.

As we all know, it is really difficult to expect a group of talking heads to do practical things to solve the case.

What Zhu Yixi has to do now is to develop a prosecutorial system like that of Japan and South Korea.

They specialize in investigating some political cases.

For example, disaster relief corruption cases, river engineering corruption cases, imperial examination fraud cases, murder of good men and false merit cases, etc., involved a large number of officials and political influence.

It would be too troublesome and unnecessary to send imperial envoys every day.

Therefore, it can be said that they are a standing task force.

This group of people must first be full of enthusiasm, have a high bottom line, and can even be said to be as stubborn as a cow.

"In the central government, under the Metropolitan Procuratorate, first set up a procuratorate, train a group of highly professional officials for my use, and let them investigate serious cases..."

Roasting on the fire, the smell of sweet potatoes filled the nostrils, the emperor couldn't help but whet his appetite, and he pulled it away regardless of the dirt, ignoring the eunuch's help.

Mouthing the sweet potato, a hint of sweetness poured into the mouth, filled with softness, which made Zhu Yixi extremely satisfied.

With the supplement of nutrition, his brain also turned faster.

"In the local judiciary, the county trial is below the prison sentence, the government will review it, and the procuratorate will retry it. This is too troublesome, and it is not conducive to benefiting the people."

Everyone understands the principle of mutual protection between officials and officials.

Generally, when there is no conflict of interest, cases reviewed at the county level are rarely dismissed.

Although there are cases of links of interests, most of these cases are not well-known, and it is difficult for the government and provincial levels to know the details.

The government has several counties under its jurisdiction, and the province has dozens of counties. How can it be possible to check them one by one?unrealistic.

So the review has become a superficial process.

As long as the magistrate does not offend anyone, he will not be sent back, but if he offends someone, he will be sent back with a case, which is extremely painful.

Therefore, unless the public is extremely angry, or gentry intervene, it is difficult for the superiors to know the details.

Who can find out just based on the paperwork?
"So, according to the court system of the later generations, there is a trial case in the county. If the plaintiff or the defendant refuses to accept it, they apply to enter the government. The government judges the trial and is an intermediate court."

"Finally, if you still refuse to accept it, the procuratorate is the highest law, and the final review will be carried out."

"The local prosecutor's office will be set up again to investigate those difficult cases and death penalty cases, which can be regarded as filling the gap in the judiciary."

"Death penalty, thousands of miles away from Dali Temple, can we check it out clearly? If the officials are not filial, they will be sent back immediately, which will affect the test results, and there must be a prosecutor."

Zhu Yixi shook his head. He knew the unspoken rules of the officialdom at a glance, but he couldn't change them.

I have to boast that people are doing their duty.

"Don't rush, take it step by step."

Zhu Yixi chuckled, he is only 40 years old now, it's not too late!
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The heavy snow in Beijing became more and more rampant, and it continued to spread on the streets. For a while, there were so many people, it was difficult for vehicles and horses to move, and there was some congestion.

Scolding flew up, and complaints continued.

Under the cold wind, the poorly clad civilians felt very uncomfortable.

King Liao looked at such a scene with great interest, and he was not too cold, so he lifted the curtain and kept his eyes on it.

It's obviously been treated as a drama, and it's very lively.

Although he was born aristocratic, King Liao especially liked the atmosphere of the market, wandering around and going back and forth.

In his opinion, the laughter and squabbles of the people are always better than the warmth and coldness in the palace.

Although they are connected by blood, the relationship between brothers is not even better than that of neighbors in the folk.

"Your Highness, it's very windy." Zhou Zhao shrank his head. He really didn't understand Liao King's hobbies. What's so good about quarreling, and Xiaomin's quarreling is full of dirty words, which is insulting to gentlemen.

"You kid, it's nothingness."

The King of Liao lowered the curtain with unsatisfied intentions, and said helplessly, "Isn't it interesting to have all kinds of flavors in the world?"

Zhou Zhao pouted.

The relationship between the two is excellent, and they don't mind it.

"By the way, have you found your gourd?"

King Liao regained his focus at this time, and said enthusiastically, "Lend me to play for a few days, the old man is almost out of stock, so I'm not allowed to touch it."

Zhou Zhao smiled wryly: "Master, Uncle Zhu is back, but I can't let you play, or my mother won't let me go."

"Your Majesty, don't you have a few more, you just ask for them."

King Liao shook his head and said helplessly, "I don't even have the crown prince, how can I have this ability?"

"However, Zhu Lingbi is smart enough to catch the thieves. The theater troupe in Beijing has already been arranged. Let's go and see how it looks."

As he said that, he beamed and said: "Boss Shang has an excellent voice, he must sing well."

"Your boy will also make an appearance at this time, be proud of you, you will leave your name through the ages!"

Zhou Zhao said angrily: "Fourth master, you still say that, who doesn't know that you took the lead in making arrangements, otherwise, a mere actor, dare to offend my Zhou family?"

"Hahaha!" King Liao didn't think it was a pest, but laughed loudly: "My lord was ordered to be the editor-in-chief, and he was in charge of compiling famous operas. Such a good thing happened in your family, how could it be missed."

"It's not a family ugliness, my father also forgave me, what are you afraid of?"

Seeing that Zhou Zhao was still full of displeasure, King Liao pretended to be regretful and said, "You know me, either next year or the year after that, you have to leave the capital and go to the feudal clan."

"For you and others, listening to an opera is nothing more than a carriage, but I'm afraid it's a thousand miles away."

"Your Highness, you always have many reasons." Zhou Zhao's eyelids twitched, and finally let out a sigh of relief.

"Hahaha, who told you not to accompany me to the Liao Kingdom?" The Liao King patted his shoulder and said softly: "How about going to the Liao Kingdom with me, I will persuade the emperor."

"When the time comes, I will give you a county prince, a hereditary county prince."

Hearing this, Zhou Zhao admitted that his heart was moved.

But in an instant, he calmed down again.

Although the earl became a baron after three generations, it was hereditary and no longer degraded.

Although a baron in Beijing is inconspicuous, he is definitely better than a county prince in Liao.

Opera, snacks in the streets and alleys, all kinds of cloth, and new things are not available in Liao.

"Master, my parents won't agree."

"It's boring." Liao Wang let out a foul breath: "Why did the old man make you an earl for no reason? What a mess."

The carriage lingered, and arrived at the busiest place in the capital after a while: Qianmenwai Street.

That is Zhengyangmen Street.

From Wupailou through Zhengyang Gate to in front of Daming Gate, there are tall cloth sheds, criss-crossing the roads, from jewelry and antiques, silk and leather goods, calligraphy, brushes and inkstones, to clothes and cloth, knives and scissors, ceramics, paper flowers and playthings. There are a lot of tourists.

The inner city Xigui (Wanping) and Dongfu (Daxing) have a curfew at night at Haishi (nine o'clock), while the outer city can operate until midnight, and the curfew is equivalent to nothing.

The carriage arrived at a theater: Tongle Theater.

It was called Theater in Sui Dynasty, Le Peng in Tang Dynasty, Goulan in Song Dynasty, and Theater Room in Yuan Dynasty.

Before the Ming Dynasty, the old name of the theater was used.

In the Shaowu Dynasty, the commodity economy developed vigorously and the products were abundant. In order to attract customers, the restaurant attracted a large number of talents:

There are newspaper readers, storytellers, erhu players, drummers, monkey players, wrestlers, and more.

Things that are popular to hear and see, such as opera, naturally go to restaurants.

Over time, the charm of opera surpassed that of other things, and it became the most popular show in the capital.

Some outstanding performers are called horns, the boss, and the entire theater troupe depends on him for food.

In this way, some people thought that according to the style of the restaurant, they built a theatre, specializing in singing, and did not bring other storytellers and monkeys to play.

In a three-story restaurant, the third floor is full of stands, tables and chairs, and the five-foot-high stage is located in the center, where actors sing.

The third floor is a private room, which is also hidden, condescending, with clear voices, and it is very enjoyable to watch.

Good drinks and drinks are served, at least ten silver dollars a night.

The second floor is a spacious square table and chairs, only one yuan can seat four people, and bring a table of snacks and tea.

The first floor is basically ordinary people. Sitting and drinking high-foam broken tea, Xiao Maza can squeeze hundreds of people, as long as he can sit down, he can add more.

Three copper coins ([-] Wen), you can look at them all night.

Those who can only stand still need two copper coins, and there is no tea to drink.

In the capital, those who carry bags at the wharf outside Chongwenmen can only earn thirty or forty renminbi a day, which shows that the price of theater buildings is high.

After one night, a theater building, excluding the cost of expenses, can earn at least a dozen or 20 silver dollars.

King Liao loved theater so much, so he was willing to spend money. He spent 1000 silver dollars to buy a courtyard, and then spent nearly [-] silver dollars to build the largest theater building in the capital:
Chang'an Theater.

There are twenty boxes alone, and the second and third floors together can accommodate 300 people.

Because of this, he earned 500 yuan in silver dollars in one month, and the return was less than half a year.

But there are hundreds of theaters all over Beijing, big and small, and few of them can compare with Chang'an Theater.

Because the Chang'an Theater not only has famous actors, but also continuously publishes new plays, leading the entire opera circle in Beijing.

In this way, those theater troupes are more willing to cooperate with Chang'an Theater.

Only the Chang'an theater dared to compile the script of the Lingshoubo mansion.

Outside the Chang'an Theater, Uncle Lingshou's carriage stopped, and the sharp-eyed figure rushed over to greet him, and moved to get off the carriage himself: "Fourth Master, Uncle."

"En!" King Liao nodded slightly, got out of the car in a low-key manner, and entered the theater building through the side door.

The whole process is extremely smooth and unobtrusive.

Stepping up the stairs, King Liao entered his own big box, slumped on the soft couch, and didn't want to get up at all.

"Master, if you want to watch a play, you can just invite the troupe over the house, why come here."

Zhou Zhao found a place to sit down and took a sip of tea.

"You do not understand."

King Liao pointed to the people below: "These fans are all money!"

"Whenever I come to the theater building, seeing these people is like seeing pieces of silver coins, and I feel very happy."

Zhou Zhao resisted the urge to roll his eyes.

While the two were chatting, the stage had already babbled and sang, and the originally noisy Qilou fell silent for an instant, and everyone stared intently at the stage and pricked up their ears.

Even King Liao was no exception.

After a while, the King of Liao came back to his senses: "The theater building was still called theater in those days, but the people named it casually."

"I know, it involves holy taboo!"

Zhou Zhao nodded.

The emperor's name is Zhu Yixi, and the pronunciation of Xi and Xi are similar, so it doesn't matter in other villages, but it is a bit inappropriate in the capital.

"Your Majesty didn't care about it back then. I said casually. I avoided the taboo. Don't say it is a homonym. Even if it is the same word, as long as it is not used together, there is no need to avoid it—"

"Your Majesty is magnanimous, even the ancient sages are inferior." Zhou Zhao hurriedly cupped his hands to the north, admiring.

"Hey!" King Liao said with a smile, "My Chang'an Theater won the first place and won the name."

"Even though the Chang'an Theater is only two or three years old, the No. [-] Theater in Beijing is my home."

"No one can fight."

Zhou Zhao was taken aback for a moment: "Your Highness, the memorandum is not written by you, is it?"

"Nonsense, am I that stupid?" King Liao said casually, "I just called the censor."

Suddenly, singing began again on the stage.

King Liao's mind was immediately tied up and the conversation was interrupted.

At the wonderful point of singing, a voice came out from the box on the third floor: "Appreciate—"

Xiao Er, who was waiting on the third floor, rushed in with a plate, and when she came out, she quickly walked up to the stage and shouted: "Young Master Zhu of Yuquan rewards a hundred silver dollars—"

"Hey, what a big handwriting."

Zhou Zhao was startled and couldn't help saying.

One hundred silver dollars may not seem like much, but it is a big deal to reward cats and dogs, even Zhou Zhao is reluctant to part with it.

Money can't be wasted like that.

"What is this?" King Liao rolled his eyes, "Jiao'er's worth is all that?"

As he spoke, he gave an order in a low voice.

After a while, the stage sounded: "Uncle Lingshou rewards you with 200 yuan."

In an instant, the whole theater was boiling.

Everyone on stage saluted and thanked.

"Your Highness—" Zhou Zhao turned pale.

"Don't worry, use your name, the money will be mine." King Liao said casually.

"Your Highness, the most important thing for me is your reputation!" Zhou Zhao gritted his teeth and said, "My parents know, I'm afraid they won't break a stick."

"I will give you medicine, the best medicine for golden sores." King Liao laughed.

At this time, the box rang again, and immediately said: "Young Master Zhu from Yuquan, another reward of 300 yuan—"

slam-la-

The theater troupe on the stage can't wait to kneel and kowtow.

Good guy, enough to buy twenty acres of land.

Just as King Liao wanted to come again, Zhou Zhao hurriedly stopped him: "Master, you are my lord, and if someone gives you money, you can't spoil his elegance!"

"You're right." Liao Wang just said, "However, I can't get the money for the troupe."

"Not decent either," he added.

"Yuquan Zhu family, I want to know who it is."

In the private room, brothers Zhu Li and Zhu Fang were sitting opposite each other, and the younger brother Zhu Fang said triumphantly: "Brother, look, that man has lost the upper hand."

"For money, who can compare to our Zhu family?"

"Nonsense!" Zhu Li shook his head, "If mother finds out, I'll have something for you."

"Hey, who knows our identities?"

Zhu Fang said to himself: "When we go home to celebrate the New Year, even if the mothers find out, they won't blame us."

"Besides, next year is the hospital exam, what if it affects it?"

"You still have a flexible mind, kid."

After the play, the two brothers returned.

As everyone knows, King Liao investigated their identities:

"Jingzhai Academy, Zhu Li, Zhu Fang, Yuquan Mountain..."

Squinting his eyes, he looked at these two people, why are they so familiar?
The outline is somewhat familiar...