The peasant girl wants to turn the sky: the black-bellied husband, come to farm

Chapter 838
Yangcheng.

Today is a sunny day, the sun is high, Yang Ye stands on the simple high platform at the gate of the county seat, holds a few pages of rice paper in his hand, and reads aloud.

What was written on the rice paper was the case of Mrs. Sun and Zhuang Luhe, and the people below listened attentively.

The imperial edict has been issued, and his road map has also been circulated. Every time he arrives in a county, the magistrate of that county has prepared a high platform and gathered the people, and he will go directly to the stage and read it out.

According to the normal procedure, under such circumstances, he can stay in a county for a maximum of three days.

But things turned out to be contrary to his wishes, since he left the border of the capital, he had only traveled for more than a month in several prefectural cities along the border, and he encountered three cases of blocking the road and calling for injustice.

After he read the case, he emphasized that the county magistrate must handle the case in accordance with the "Da Qi Law", and if there is any violation of the "Da Qi Law", he can appeal.

In the former dynasty, people sued officials and were punished, even if they won the lawsuit, they would be beaten.

Yang Wenxiao abolished this article when he formulated the "Great Qi Law". If you encounter injustice, you can report it.

Ever since he said this, there were three cases of people complaining within a month.

He just came out to read the case, he has no real power, and cannot interfere with local administrative affairs.

The people stopped the carriage and knelt on their heads crying to wipe away their tears. He could only send a message to the capital to ask Emperor Yong'an to make a decision.

And in order to avoid retaliation incidents, he stayed in the local area, and waited for the people sent by Emperor Yong'an to come, the case was over, and the county magistrate was dismissed or reprimanded before he could leave.

If this continues, he may not be able to return to the capital for a year.

The errand given to him by Emperor Yong'an was really hard work.

With emotion in his heart, after reading the content on the rice paper, Yang Ye looked down at the people below.

He prayed to God in his heart that there would be no more unjust, false or wrongly decided cases!

God heard his prayer today, he smiled slightly and looked at the people below, no one stood up and shouted for something to report after watching for a whole stick of incense, he heaved a sigh of relief in his heart, turned around and got off the high platform.

The county magistrate of Yangcheng stood beside him, inviting him back to the post with a smile on his face.

Yangcheng is rich in sheep, and most of the merchants here are engaged in sheep-related business. The county magistrate has already prepared a whole sheep feast for Yang Ye, and he is waiting for Yang Ye to sit at the table.

Yang Ye waved his hand, indicating that the county magistrate can go back first, he doesn't need to accompany him, he can just eat by himself.

The fish hotpot soup base sent by Qiao Maimai has arrived, what kind of whole sheep feast is there, hotpot is the real thing.

When he arrived at the post station, he asked someone to get a stove with a small iron pot on it. He opened the clay pot and poured the thick bottom of the pot into the iron pot. According to Qiao Xiaomai's letter, pour only Eat half and eat the other half at night.

Add a small amount of water, and after a while, the soup in the pot is bubbling.

The fragrance wafted out, still a familiar fragrance.

He couldn't help taking a spoonful of the soup first.

As soon as the soup entered the mouth, it was filled with fresh fragrance, and Yang Ye couldn't help squinting his eyes.

This is what life should be like!

He scooped out a bowl of soup first, and then poured the fish balls and shrimp balls prepared by Qiao Xiaomai into it.

Half an hour later, he wiped the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief, and stood up with a satisfied face.

Although the taste is not as good as freshly baked ones, it is enough to comfort his internal organs during this bumpy journey.

(End of this chapter)