Zhenguan Chang'an Xiaofangzheng

Fan Zheng, who was in uniform, Aye, who was on the other side, and Wannian Lingyu Ya, brought two counselors and entered the workshop with a cane stick.

Fan Zheng crossed his hands: "Mr. Li, how about handing over this matter to the Wannian County judge?"

Aye, who was on the other side, put on a bitter face, and intentionally exposed the matter, but ignored it.

Yu Ya found a chair and sat down, and said to Fan Baili: "Dunhuafang belongs to Wannian County, and the Wannian County Government has intervened in this case, do you have any objections?"

Fan Baili crossed his hands: "If you have committed a crime, you must be punished, and Fan Baili is willing to accept the responsibility."

Yu Ya looked at Fan Zheng in surprise, this is not arrogant!

"After investigation, no weapons were used, no other objects were used to fight, no blood was seen, no eyes, nose, mouth, teeth, or ears were injured, fingers were not broken, hair was not pulled out, limbs were not broken, and the body did not fall. objection?"

"According to Article [-] of the "Zhenguan Law" on litigation: whoever beats someone with a brother or foot will be given forty lashes. Do you have any objections?"

The other party's Aye smiled wryly: "Ming Fu, children's squabbles are not a fuss, right? My boss speaks rudely, and there are some disputes!"

Fan Baili gritted his teeth: "One person does the other thing! Come! Hit the spine!"

Yu Ya looked at Fan Zheng in embarrassment.

If there were no more steps, it would be difficult for him to get off on a big worm.

Fan Zheng crossed his hands: "Mingfu's tolerance, legal principles and human feelings should all be taken into account. Fan Baili should be flogged, but he is still young..."

Many of the residents who flocked to watch the fun had smiles on their lips.

Isn't it just three glasses of wine, we are familiar with it!

"It's the father's fault to raise or not teach. Fan himself asked his son to be flogged for forty years. There is no other car or county lord here, only Fan Baili's father."

Lu Jiasheng's smile froze.

Hey, Lao Fangzheng, have you drunk fake wine?

These years, you are the only one who beats others, when will others beat you?

Oh, I get it, the board is raised high and then gently lowered, giving an explanation on the scene.

Yu Ya turned his head and waved his hand to ask the matter to take action.

Fan Zheng found a bench and got down on the ground, took off his clothes, and ordered: "Hit the spine."

People who want face are willing to hit their backs without showing their white buttocks, but Fan Zheng's considerations are slightly different. If his buttocks are injured, he can't sit in the office.

Wen Shi skillfully held a stick flower, and the cane danced so that the wind howled, and when it fell on Fan Zheng's back, there was a loud noise.

Fan Baili had tears in his eyes.

Fan Zheng frowned, and lightly reprimanded, "Didn't you eat? Don't hold back!"

He can feel the questioning skills passed down from generation to generation, perfectly interpreting "thunder is loud and rain is little", and the strength that falls on his body is not much heavier than that of Du Shengxia when he was joking.

The "tough guy" Fan Zheng soon regretted being mean-spirited.

When the stick fell, the pain was so painful that I wanted to cry, but I had to bury my head so that no one could see the tears in my eyes.

How strong am I?
Lu Jiasheng, who was most familiar with Fan Zheng, saw something was wrong, and couldn't help but be speechless: "Mother! It's really a fight!"

Yu Ya looked back in astonishment, only to find that Fan Zheng, who had been beaten forty times, had a bruised back.

Yu Ya couldn't help glaring at the two and asked about the matter, Fan Zheng took a deep breath and waved his hands: "Mingfu don't blame them, I asked for a real fight."

Lei Qi helped Fan Zheng up, and Fan Zheng grinned: "Miscalculation, yeah, I thought I was a real man, I didn't expect that even forty lashes would be so difficult."

There was silence in the workshop, adults and children all raised their hands against Fan Zheng.

Originally, Fan Zheng could act it out, but even if the common people saw it, they couldn't say anything.

Fan Baili walked over silently, and helped Fan Zheng up, like a loving father and filial son.

Fan Zheng straightened up reluctantly, raised his head and smiled: "My son's crimes, I have already taken care of them. Flowers have their causes, and trees have their fruits. For slandering Fangxue, you should also give an explanation to Fan Baili, and to Fangxue."

Aye, who was a student in the workshop, looked at Fan Zheng timidly, and backhanded forty big ear scrapers to help his baby fatten up.

All the third-rank officials in the family are born with forty slaps without any moisture. What is it for you to be slapped forty times, you cheap bastard?
"Dog, quit school."

Originally, he could have used the reason that the baby was studying in the workshop to try to climb Fan Zheng's high branch, but turned against each other!

It is impossible not to drop out of school, even if Fan Zheng doesn't bother to trample this ant to death, there will be countless people scrambling to get out.

This is the charm of power.
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In General Dingyuan's mansion, Fan Zheng threw himself on the soft quilt, while Du Shengxia, with tears in her eyes, wiped the medicinal wine provided by Fan Laoshi with her jade hands, and rubbed Fan Zheng's back hard.

Every time he rubbed, Fan Zheng, who was biting the pillow, let out a muffled groan.

Damn, loosening silt hurts more than being beaten!
"I have to be brave! An ant that can be trampled to death at any time, does it have to be dealt with in such a fierce way?"

Fan Zheng squeezed out an echo from his throat: "What does Mrs. Gua know? Although this time is a bit miserable, it is good for the godson. At least Fan Baili will think about today when he does things in the future."

"Don't make mistakes, otherwise, either he will be injured or his family will be injured."

Everyone understands the truth, but it is not necessary to make yourself so miserable.

Fan Zheng could only pour bitter water into his stomach.

Can he say that the prediction was wrong, and he didn't expect it to be so painful?

He regretted it from the first time he was seriously whipped!
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When Fan Zheng returned to the yamen, Chen Zuchang slipped out of the public house, with a look of admiration on his face: "Oh, uncle, your old man is not just taking a leave of absence to support himself in the house."

"In two days, I will get married to Si Niang, you old man must go to sit in the town anyway, to support the scene!"

No way, Chen Zuchang's biggest shortcoming is that there is no one behind him, and his relatives have already died.

Chen Xiande, a doctor in the Ministry of Water?
Forget it, even though the two parties are of the same clan, who knows the entanglement between them?
Fan Zheng smiled and said, "Go! It's just a chance to give you a good face through the granting leave."

The [-]-day leave in September, but an official like Fan Zheng couldn't enjoy it to the full, two or three days off would be fine.

Probably, this is also a gain and a loss, and I am not at ease when I am not an assistant officer.

Qinglongfang is not far away, and Fan Baili can witness the whole process.

As the eldest son, he needs to understand the world and the world, and he needs to be in touch with various common affairs.

Hmm, what's the matter with the reverent gaze projected from Liucao's house?

In the second hall, the assistant officials gathered together, just waiting for Fan Zheng to return to his seat.

"Kai Sigong, have you sorted out all the monasteries?"

Fan Zheng looked at Kai Yinyang in disbelief.

Even with the lessons learned from Bingguang Temple, it is still stumbling to sort out Taoism and Buddhism.

Without him, which one is behind, it has something to do with it, or it is openly asking Yongzhou to be noble, or it is secretly stumbling, and Kai Yin and Yang are almost sap.

Kui Yinyang crossed his arms and said with a smile: "Don't drive your reputation to shock Chang'an, first to shock Buddhist temples and then to shock temples. According to various legends, don't drive is one of the three evils in Chang'an."

Fan Zheng grinned: "Who ranked this? It should be hit! Shouldn't I be the chief culprit in Chang'an?"

Laugh out loud.

Qi Guanzhi, who healed the scars on his face, replied: "This is really not good, even Lu Guogong didn't get the chief culprit, and Peng Wang (Li) Yuan often played in Chongrenfang, causing countless people to lose their homes and property, and was the chief culprit."

"Lu Guogong often fights in the court, and the fine has already exceeded 30 years, which is the second evil."

"Strictly speaking, it's not evil, it's madness. When you get mad, you even beat yourself."

Laughter abounds.

After laughing, he was silent again.

Don't be strict with yourself, what about the officials? (end of this chapter)