Daming: My grandfather is Emperor Hongwu!

Chapter 140 How Much Benefit Does Your Head Want?
A death row prisoner who was supposed to be beheaded in the autumn of that year lived a few more years, and gave birth to a son who stayed behind.

This is already an impossible fantasy, the most outrageous thing, if such a thing is the Minister of the Ministry of Punishment, it will be nothing more than a local chief secretary as an inspector.It turned out to be the handiwork of the most humble official in the Ministry of Punishment.

Hearing what the surname Zhang said, Zhu Biao's face was already solemn.

Jiang Yu also restrained his smile and sat upright respectfully, as if he was ready for Zhu Biao's question at any time.

"Brother Zhang is joking!" Huang Zicheng was stunned for a long time, and said, "Although I have never been an official or an official, I know the rules of the officialdom!"

"The death row inmates in the local area have to report to the Ministry of Criminal Justice, the Superintendent's Office and Dali Temple every year. After the three divisions confirm it, they will report it to His Majesty's holy order! How can a small official make people live a few more years?"

"Look, you say you have little knowledge, and you still talk stubbornly!" The surname Zhang shook his fan, with a three-point reprimand and preaching in his tone, "Then I will tell you the joints, just take a look, Is the position of this petty official worth three hundred guan?"

He said, smiled, and continued, "What you said earlier is correct. Every year, death row prisoners from all over the country have to report to the capital. After the review by the third division, His Majesty will issue documents to the localities, right?"

Huang Zicheng nodded again.

"The article written by the small official is on the document issued to the local government!" The surname Zhang continued to laugh, "For example, in the case of Changshu, after the Ministry of Punishment stamped it, the written document was sent to the local procuratorate, and the Changshu procuratorate confirmed it. Afterwards, the execution will be executed, right?"

Huang Zicheng nodded.

"Then let me ask you!" The person surnamed Zhang laughed, "If Changshu can't receive the documents from the Ministry of Punishment, will the punishment of beheading not be carried out? Will the damned prisoner continue to live?"

"How could it not be received? Who dares not to publish the article?" Huang Zicheng asked in shock, "It is a matter of national importance, which is related to the court's law, who dares to neglect!"

"It's not that I didn't post it, but it is!" The one surnamed Zhang smiled, "It was wrong!"

"Huh?" Huang Zicheng became more and more puzzled.

But here, Zhu Biao seemed to have heard something, and his face was frightening.

Zhu Xiongying ate slowly, as if he had nothing to do with him and was indifferent.

Jiang Yu's face changed drastically in an instant.

"It's human to make mistakes. A small negligence, the official document that should have been sent to Changshu was sent to Henan District!" The surname Zhang continued with a smile, "It's a long distance, and the official document is two or three In July, the local police station in Henan Province will review the document when it comes to writing, and this investigation has passed for another few months!"

"When it is found out that there is no such death row prisoner under the rule, I will reply to the Ministry of Punishment and inquire about it! After this, it will be several months!"

"After the Ministry of Criminal Affairs received the document, it will check him for a few more months, and finally report to Henan Xingwen that it was sent by mistake."

"Then, the case will be retried, and it will be sent to Changshu after several confirmations."

"Tell me, how long will it take for these to come down?"

Huang Zicheng was dumbfounded, "Isn't this intentional?"

"Hey, this is just an unfounded assumption!" The surname Zhang laughed, "My dear brother, it is inevitable for a small official to make mistakes when he is busy with official documents. Besides, it is impossible for the adults in the Ministry of Punishment to investigate who sent the wrong official document." It will take another few months to investigate, and then there will be panic!"

"In the end, the adults can only pinch their noses to admit it, and then continue to investigate the case!"

"So, that's what happened in the Changshu case?" Huang Zicheng asked.

The person surnamed Zhang took a sip of wine, "That's right! The wealthy Zhou family found a few clerks in the capital and spent some money to repay their sons to live a few more years and give birth to a few boys! You Say, is this humble official position worth three hundred guan?"

"Simply, lawless!" Huang Zicheng took the case on the spot, "In broad daylight, in such a brilliant light, there are still such villains hiding. It's simply unforgivable crime!"

As he spoke, he continued to say angrily, "It's just an official with a knife and a pen, who actually plays with the country's major affairs, can turn the dead into living, and turn the officials of the central area around? Really, it's really unreasonable!"

"Hey!" the surnamed Zhang said displeasedly, "What are you talking about? What do you mean playing with state affairs? What is lawlessness? It's not your turn to say this!"

"Brother Zhang!" Huang Zicheng said seriously, "Why can't I read the sage books? You are now a doctor of the Ministry of Punishment, and you should start to deal with such matters. Why, why are you still saying it as a joke?"

"Why don't you know what is good or bad!" Zhang said angrily, "I told you the benefits of being an official with good intentions, how did you pay off your dignity!" He said with a sneer, "If you are really pure and noble, you will not be degraded." To the point of asking for official errands!"

"Brother Zhang, you!" Huang Zicheng was furious, "You were not like this back then?"

"It was then! Today is now!" The surname Zhang sneered, "I can't wait for one or two people to change this turbid world. Some things have been like this since ancient times. When I'm an official, I just have to live with my conscience." It's harmless to listen to these things as a joke. But if you pretend to be noble and don't go with the rules, then there will be no end!"

"Rule?" Huang Zicheng trembled and said angrily, "What kind of rule is this?"

"Don't talk about this, drink and drink!" Someone next to him smoothed things over, "These things have nothing to do with us, there is no need to fight each other for these things!"

In addition, someone laughed and said, "Actually, brother Zhang was wrong just now. The benefits of three hundred guan are old calendars. Now the price can be increased a lot!"

"Yeah!" The surname Zhang smiled and said to Huang Zicheng, "My dear brother, it's not easy to find a job as an official! If you want it, you can't help but ask your father-in-law Taishan who runs the bakery. I don’t know if his little rich man has three hundred strings!”

As he spoke, he continued to laugh, "If you want to open some, it may not take a year or two, and you can even get back your principal with interest!"

Bang, Huang Zicheng slapped the table.

He said with hatred, "I don't want such an errand! After I pass the Jinshi, the first thing I do is to write a letter to the emperor, saying that this is a bad government!"

"Jinshi Jidi?" The surname Zhang laughed again, "You can talk about it after you pass the exam!" As he said, he laughed, "It's the same sentence, the capital is Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, Jinshi is not so easy to get in!"

As he spoke, he continued to smile, "I advise you to be pragmatic. There is nothing shameful about being an official as a human being."

Speaking of this, he bowed his head and said in a low voice, "Actually, let me tell you, it's not so easy for you to participate in the selection of officials. Everything in the world is inseparable from the words of human feelings and sophistication. If no one takes care of you, you can't say it directly. Dangzhi County in Guangxi has gone, if someone takes care of him, he can stay in Beijing, or go to a prosperous place in the south of the Yangtze River!"

He was talking with a smile, but from the corner of his eye, he suddenly noticed a smiling child approaching him.

That kid was none other than Zhu Xiongying who was listening to the whole scene.

"You are?" the surname Zhang asked strangely.

"I have a question for you!" Zhu Xiongying spoke condescendingly as soon as he spoke.

"What benefits do you want from your official position as a doctor in the Ministry of Punishment? Or, what benefits do you want from having your good head?"

(End of this chapter)