Rebirth of the beauty of the peasant girl

Chapter 387
These beggars and rascals, since they can make people commit suicide, they still speak badly in the court, and it is a waste of saliva to reason with them.

This kind of person can only be beaten.

Convince them if you don't agree.

Why did the imperial court formulate so many laws, to sentence people to death, exile, and life imprisonment?
That's because some people's crimes are not worthy of forgiveness at all!Reasoning with them will definitely not work!

"So, Sixth Master, why do you think that in troubled times, the phrase "heavy code" is used?" Qing Luo stared at Lin Liu, waiting for his answer.

Lin Liu frowned, unable to answer for a while.

Qingluo asked: "Why didn't the imperial court just let people come to teach them reasoning, and why did they set up yamen prisons?"

Lin Liu opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to refute, so he finally closed it.

He suddenly discovered that although the second master asked him to be Miss Liu's famous teacher, in fact, he has his own opinions and there is no need for others to talk about them.

And she knows no less about the criminal law than he does, and even has a much deeper understanding than him.

Maybe this master is purely a master, just write and run errands...

It's a waste of his studying for so many years, and it's so pedantic. It's far less vivid and vivid than this little county magistrate.

Lin Liu smiled wryly.He sat back obediently and picked up the brush.

Let's say that Huang Butou led the yamen servants, beat all the beggars and rascals in front of the people on the street, and then dragged them back.

After all, thirty boards is not easy to bear.

Some unlucky ghosts have suffered fifty boards in total, and their buttocks are all blooming, and they can't even climb up.

But the flowering is the flowering, and the pants have to be put on.Above the court, you must not stain the eyes of the magistrate's parents and officials.

A group of people lay in the courtroom, and the scene was spectacular.

Those yamen servants haven't done anything for a long time, and they all looked at their magistrate with bright eyes, waiting for her to give another order!

Following such a chief officer, one word, cool!

Qingluo patted the gavel and cleared her throat: "Silence, silence, who dares to shout again? Shout out and drag it out to hit a board. Keep an eye on me to see who dares to shout."

"Subordinates obey!"

The eyes of the yamen servants lit up instantly, like weasels preparing to steal chickens in the middle of the night.

Those beggars and rascals are simply suffering.It's okay to be beaten, the key point is that she doesn't allow people to cry out for pain, how can there be such an overbearing parent officer?

With a yell and a slap, they wished they could sew their mouths shut with needles and thread.

The courtroom became quiet and peaceful again.If you don't go to see those horrible beggars and rascals.

"Luo Shi," Qing Luo looked at Luo Yi and asked, "Are you going to sue all of them?"

Luo's expression was firm: "That's right, the women are going to sue all of them, forcing my family to die!"

The beggars and rascals were not happy when they heard it, and one of them blurted out: "You woman is talking nonsense! Your husband is not dead, why are you suing us..."

"Huh?" Qing Luo looked at him coldly, "Did I ask you to speak?"

The man let out an ah, and quickly shut his mouth tightly.

"Drag him out and beat him, three words, three boards."

Even though he immediately closed his mouth, the voice that sounded like hell, still sounded unceremoniously.

Feng Jia chattering and laughing stepped forward, dragged him out, and dragged him back after three boards.

"Who else dares to interrupt indiscriminately?" Qingluo looked at them with cold eyes.

They kept their mouths tightly shut and shook their heads desperately, for fear that the magistrate would not see him.

Qing Luo slowly said: "It's not up to you whether Luo Shi's husband is dead or not, but to me, you understand?"

All the beggars and rascals nodded in unison, obedient like students in a classroom.

"Are you beggars?" The magistrate asked again.

They looked at each other and nodded together, but they dared not speak out.

"Since you are a beggar, if you beg from others, do others have to give it to you?"

Shaking his head.

"So Yang Dazhi took the initiative to give you food, shouldn't you be grateful?"

The beggars nodded.

"If he doesn't give you alms, is he doing something wrong?"

It seems that there is nothing wrong with it?
The beggars hesitated for a while, then nodded.

Snapped!
Qing Luo patted the gavel, with an angry look on her face: "Since you know, you dare to come to make trouble and drive them to nowhere, what should you do?!"

All the beggars were silent.

"There are a few of you." She looked at the others, who were not beggars, but ordinary people's scoundrels, "Do you think that if you go to a soy sauce shop to make soy sauce, you need to pay?"

Of course I will.

They nodded immediately.

"To buy buns at the bun shop, do I need to give money?"

Nodding silently.

"Since that's the case, why didn't you give me money when you went to Yang Dazhi's porridge shop to drink porridge? He is your father? He deserves to support you?"

They looked at each other without nodding or shaking their heads.

It's just the look on his face, which doesn't look very convinced.

"Say it!" Qing Luo casually pointed at someone.

Finally getting the right to speak, the man's eyes were flushed with excitement: "Master County Magistrate, it's Yang Dazhi who said he didn't want money from the very beginning!"

Qingluo: "He gave charity to beggars, are you?"

"This... But we didn't give money, and he didn't say anything..."

Qingluo grabbed the gavel and smashed it: "He didn't say that he was kind-hearted, and you didn't give money, because you are shameless! Are you really taking it for granted?"

The man's nosebleeds flowed out from the smash, and he wiped it with his sleeve while crying, but he didn't dare to speak back.

Maybe it will be a severe beating if you come back!

The magistrate took a sip from his teacup, suppressed his anger, and asked, "Luo Shi, how much porridge did you give away every day?"

Luo Shi thought for a while: "There should be forty or fifty bowls, because some people feel that they are not full and will come to ask for a second time..."

Qing Luo glared at the group of shameless people, and then asked, "How much is a bowl of porridge?"

"Two cents a bowl."

"Since when did you start giving charity?"

"About last autumn, September, when the weather started to get colder. Mr. Xianggong saw that those beggars were cold and hungry, so he started to give alms."

Qingluo nodded: "From September last year to now, about 270 days, fifty bowls a day, a bowl of two cents, a total of 27 copper coins, which is 27 taels of silver. Am I right, Master Six?"

Lin Liu nodded: "My lord is right."

"Okay," Qingluo turned her head to look at the beggars and rascals, "this 27 taels of silver, plus medical expenses and smashed things... well, it's a round number, a total of 50 taels of silver. You have to take all of these taels of silver. Two or more will be paid to Yang Dazhi and his wife."

After she finished speaking, she felt that the eyes of these beggars and scoundrels were full of reluctance and dissatisfaction.

One of them raised his hand poorly.

Qingluo: "Tell me."

"Master Zhixian, the 27 taels of porridge is nothing, but the broken tables and chairs in his store are not worth much at all!"

"Didn't I say that there are still medical expenses? You force people to jump into the river and forget it?"

Qiongyou shrank his neck and muttered: "It's nobody else's business if he committed suicide, I didn't push him down, let's see which doctor can be so expensive..."

(End of this chapter)