Great Sui Storyteller

Chapter 364 363. Love and Hate Are Instant
Prison secretary?
Li Laodao, who no longer knows nothing about this world, first came up with an idea.

The Prison Division is the yamen established by the legalists who continued the Han Dynasty.

On the surface, it is said that it is a place where Jiuqing, county guards, and officials with a salary of more than two thousand shi are detained after committing a crime and the emperor issues an edict.

And if you really pay attention to it, his title of "criminal administration" contains the most explanations, which means "the emperor's prison".

In the Sui Dynasty, there was no imperial edict, so it was directly changed to "Dali".

But in fact, it is a change of soup but not medicine. At the beginning of its establishment, the prison department was in charge of the legalists. Today's gangsters, executioners, cobblers, bone pickers, etc. can all be regarded as slaves. The branch flowing out of the warden.

This is on the bright side.But in fact, in the dark, the people in the Prison Division, apart from having different official titles according to the different dynasties and ministries, internally, they have their own inheritance system.

It is also divided by grade, the ninth grade is the lowest, and the first grade is the highest.

Self-proclaimed: "Death Judge".

Or "judge".

It makes no difference.

What they do is to reward the good and punish the evil. They use the principles of Legalism to establish their minds and principles. Although they are engaged in trials and judgments, they are not some weak scholars.

As the saying goes, the country can't be established, let's not talk about the trial and trial, let's say that when they fight with people, they use "law" to measure people's hearts.

Compete with them, they are officials, you are the people.

As long as the dynasty is still there and the law is still there, then there will be a natural oppression.Whether it's a fight or a debate, the principles they carry that have been established by countless legalist ancestors will bring you layer after layer of oppression in an inch, a minute, or even an instant.

If they have committed wrongdoings, raped, plundered, murdered and set fire...then their own strength will be weakened every time they fight, and they will use the law to act on their behalf, and each move is heavier than the last.

The farther and more serious one's own sins are from the law, the weaker they will be when facing them.

Under the ebb and flow, in the end, the Skynet was restored and sparse but not leaked, and the law was ruthless.Whether it is in the hands of the dead, or being arrested and imprisoned, it is a matter of course.

This is the "reason" that Mr. Huqiu said.

Compared with Li Laodao's own "blind thinking" of wild fox Zen, the measurement of the law passed down from generation to generation by Shang Jun, Han Feizi, Dong Zhongshu and others has already paved a way for these death judges. The broad avenue of enlightenment and even higher "reasons".

Substitute the law with oneself and rule people with the law.

But that's not what surprised him the most...

The Prison Secretary is a serious "national intangible inheritance", but as long as they don't break the law, this group of people has no advantage at all.

And how many people with strength throughout the ages have not crossed the bottom line of morality in their hearts --- "laws"?
Therefore, if it is really innocent, they are fine.

Every move exists for the purpose of judging sinners.

The law cannot be abused.

To ordinary people, this group of people may not be as good as an ordinary martial arts master to some extent.

But... Although the Prison Officer is very powerful, this is not what surprised Li Zhen the most...

He just...

What is his name?
du...

Du what?
"You wait a minute..."

Like a child's joke, now the arrow is on the string, but suddenly the Taoist who stopped playing waved his hand:

"You said... what's your name?"

"My official is Du Ruhui, the seventh-rank judge of the Prison Division!"

The scholar was cold-eyed and ruthless, and he didn't let go of his coldness because of the enemy's attempt to ease it.

I saw that the mighty hall behind him became more and more magnificent, and the power of the law had already caused the three oolongs to be a little restless.

But he stayed where he was and did not flee first.

After answering the question, God knows if Du Ruhui, who has the same name as Du Ruhui, took the lead first:

"Seeing that the official does not kneel and despises the king's law, you will be convicted!"

With a strong official prestige, after speaking, the scholar, who is equivalent to the law of the law, just finished speaking, and there was a sound of chain friction in the air.

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

The two chains appeared out of thin air, and instantly hit the Taoist's hands!
But at the moment when the Taoist was about to be bound, suddenly, the chain stopped...

Unable to score half an inch.

I don't know if it's really Du Ruhui, Du Ruhui frowned, looking at the things in Taoist's hand...

It is Yizhi.

Different from the gold leaf inlay of the imperial decree, the shape is smaller, and at the same time, the two ends of the scroll are decorated with jasper rings, showing a trace of femininity and softness in the majesty, which was held by the Taoist.

Unfold.

The writing on it is clearly visible.

Those who see it are like a queen in person.

"..."

In an instant, the scholar's face became ugly.

The law measures the world.

Although the emperor broke the law and the common people are the same crime.

But with him being a seven-rank prison magistrate, it is impossible to talk about checking and balancing his existence in the face of the king's law.

That is the right that can only be bestowed on the Grand Judge.

To put it bluntly, it's like a magistrate's court for the aftermath.When encountering major and extraordinarily large cases, what the local courts have to do is to transfer them to the higher courts, instead of holding a trial by themselves.

Insufficient permissions.

Not enough rank.

Under his ugly face, the Taoist who had received the edict waved his hand.

The fog flickered and disappeared without a trace.

Looking at Du Ruhui who was not sure if it was the real Du Ruhui in front of him, Li Zhen said:

"Chat?"

……

Add new branches to the campfire.

This is the benefit of the times.

There is no need to talk about embracing everything. There are trees on the side of the road. If you cut a section and set it on fire, no one will say anything.There is no need to worry about a fire at night and a police station during the day.

It's just... the branch was a little wet, the fire didn't get bigger, but the smoke came up instead.

The Taoist priest took out the pancakes in his pocket, placed them on the rocks beside the fire, looked at the scholar who was looking at him coldly, and asked:
"So, you chased me all night?"

"……good!"

Du Ruhui nodded, eyes filled with hatred and enmity:
"Don't practice Taoism, but pretend to be the real Martial Emperor, and confuse the world to gather together to teach the law! Primitive Taoist, this is your heart of Taoism!?"

"……you know me?"

"……Ha ha."

Seeing the Taoist's surprised look, Du Ruhui sneered:
"Don't think that the imperial decree can protect you forever. In the past few hundred years, I have ordered the Prison Secretary to deal with countless people who have harmed the country and the people. I want to see it. After I report this matter, your official arrest document will come down. Can the empress' imperial decree keep you!"

After ignoring his sarcasm, but understanding why the other party said that his nose was not his nose, and his eyes were not eyes, Li Zhen asked:
"So, now, can you give me a chance to explain?"

"..."

Du Ruhui's eyes were full of sneers.

It doesn't matter if you defend yourself or shout out your injustice.

In the dossier of the Prison Division, who is missing?Who hasn't seen it?
Want to explain?
In vain.

Seeing that the other party did not speak, Li Zhen shrugged and said:
"This story...but the old elders are old, but let's make a long story short. The reason why I am here this time is because my teacher and I were in the mountains on the day after the beginning of spring..."

……

Tonight, the moon is bright and the stars are thin.

Under the slightly cold weather, the branches after the moisture faded finally started to burn.

Added a flickering flame to the already crimson fire.

Under the reflection of the flames, the brows of the scholar who had been sneering at others gradually frowned.

"So my idea is very simple, first create a vision of the gods appearing, and then attract some people, whether they are just for fun or really pious, to gather here, and then I will pass down the decree with the mouth of real martial arts, so that the familiar The farmer from the village of Shang County came out. Together with me, we used the fastest time to finish plowing the fields of the husbands who were conscripted into labor...

This time, the dredging involved the laborers in the three counties. My time is very tight. Although this work will be very hard for ordinary people, I will give him some money afterwards, which is enough for him.Then continue to the next county... No idea, for some reason, no one came.Even the big guy looked at me as if... very angry.I can't help it, although I don't know what's going on, but I don't have the time to stay here for too long, so I can only continue to rush to Shunyang.It's that simple. "

After the Taoist explained, the pancakes on the stone were also hot.

He brought a total of six pancakes this time.

Glancing at the frowning Du Ruhui who didn't know the truth, he took a roll of cloth, wrapped four warm pancakes, and put them in his arms.

The remaining two remained on the stone.

Standing up, he said to the frowning scholar:
"So, it doesn't matter if you report it or arrest me..."

He took out the imperial decree again and flashed it in front of the scholar:
"By my mother's will: Before I finish these things, you'd better not bother me!"

After finishing speaking, the Taoist went directly to Chasing Thunder and got on his horse.

"drive!"

Time was running out, and in order to avoid trouble, the Taoist, who had missed the tea time, rode away on horseback.

"..."

This time, Du Ruhui didn't force him to stay.

Instead, he still frowned.

After about five or six breaths, his eyes fell on the two cakes that the Taoist left for him.

This cake...he had never seen it before.

I don't know how to do it, it seems that some oil has been applied. At this moment, it looks oily and fragrant under the fire.

And looking at the official road...

total darkness.

The Taoist has disappeared.

Again on the pancakes.

Looking at the official road again...

After going back and forth a few times, he directly picked up the pancakes, following the Taoist example, and took out a small bag from the bag.

After the packet was opened, there were three dried broomcorn cakes and some scattered dried meat inside.

After putting the pancakes inside, the packet was stuffed into the bag.

He got on his horse straight away.

"drive!"

Under the firelight, the horse whose coat color changed from yellow to red neighed and chased towards the Taoist priest.

While marching, he seemed to feel that the speed was still a bit slow, so he started the horse again:
"drive!"

"drive!"

"drive!"

The speed of the horse was directly pushed to the limit.

In less than a hundred breaths of time, he had vaguely seen the three horses and the Taoist who chose a uniform speed so that the horses could run farther, instead of pushing with all their strength.

Voice directly:

"Shouchu Daoist... stay behind."

(End of this chapter)