Are there many demon kings in Nanjing?

If this question is asked to the current Zhu Wenkui, the latter will definitely say, if you don't look at it, you don't know it, and you will be startled.

There is a thick stack of files, all of which have occurred in the last month and have not been completed.

The so-called unresolved cases are not headless unsolved cases, but cases that have a clear identity of the parties but have been pending for a long time.

All of these cases have one thing in common: the disparity between the identities of the parties.

The plaintiff is often a small citizen, while the defendant is either an official eunuch or a wealthy businessman.

"Since the identity of each defendant is clear, why haven't we seen anyone come to the torture room to judge the case?"

Zhu Wenkui looked at the master in the torture room, a little old man with a goatee and in his fifties.

"This..."

The master rubbed his palms back and forth with some uneasiness, and he didn't dare to deceive Zhu Wenkui, so he said truthfully.

"According to the practice of the torture chamber in the past, the best solution to this kind of thing is one word: delay.

The left and right are nothing more than fights and brawls, and there is no big case that hurts people's lives, and if it drags on for a few months, the plaintiff's anger will almost disappear, and he will naturally not sue hard, and then he will find the defendant to get a sum of money out, even if the matter is settled, everyone will be happy, hehe, everyone will be happy. ”

Zhu Wenkui was suddenly a little angry when he said this.

"Everybody's happy? You mean that you should be happy with both the heavens and the defendant, and what about the plaintiff? ”

"Don't you take the money, now in our Nanjing city, I don't know how much we rely on this way to improve the family environment."

Master Tian smiled shamelessly: "Do you think, how much money do ordinary people make a year, and if they are beaten and hurt their arms and legs once, they can be exchanged for dozens or hundreds of taels of silver, but they can afford to work for many years." If the injury is serious, it will not be bad for the defendant to catch up with the money, and it is not unheard of to pay 1,800 taels. ”

Zhu Wenkui understood it, and his face began to twitch violently.

"Therefore, as long as you have money and can settle the plaintiff's side, you can beat people as much as you want, so since the plaintiff can spend his own money to settle the situation, what do you want to do in the heavens, what do you want the torture room to do, and what do you want the law to do!

What do you want to do with your bunch of wastes eating the food of the country! ”

Zhu Wenkui slapped the table angrily, and several fans of the West Factory behind him subconsciously pulled out their knives.

Frightened, the master knelt on the ground with a few small guys, trembling like chaff.

"Kneel for what? Can this palace still kill you? ”

Zhu Wenkui looked bad: "This palace has no right to do whatever it wants, and the behavior of this palace must also be subject to the law, but this palace is the master of the torture room, you are the master of the torture room, and you still have the power to remove you, get out, go home and retire." ”

The master immediately complained bitterly and kowtowed and begged for mercy.

Removing him from his position made him more uncomfortable than taking his head.

In Nanjing, the position of the master of the torture room is a fat shortage, and there are benefits to be made in handling every case, how much benefit does it cost to eat and get a card every month?

Seeing that the old man was still in the ink, Zhu Wenkui became even more angry.

"Throw him out."

Two big and three thick Xichang fanzi came out, picked up the old man like a chicken, and threw the latter out of the house directly, and the old man who fell had a headache, and before he could call a few times, a Xichang fan opened the bow left and right and slapped him several times in a row, and immediately quieted down.

Gray left.

"Your Highness, as soon as you arrived, you will eliminate the master of the torture room, and the difference in this torture room may not be easy to do in the future."

"It's okay, it's useless to ask for this kind of muddy waste."

Zhu Wenkui waved his hand indifferently: "You come to be the master." ”

Yu Qian was dumbfounded and pointed to his nose: "I'm not familiar with this big Ming law." ”

"You can learn if you're not familiar, you're so smart, it's not a problem."

Putting an end to this random topic of appointment, Zhu Wenkui turned his attention to the large pile of files in front of the bookcase.

"Pick a 'chicken' and kill it."

said that it was picky, but Zhu Wenkui didn't really have one, so he carefully touched the arrangement, and copied out a copy and said, "It's him." ”

Yu Qian leaned his head to look at it and nodded: "It's quite suitable." ”

This is a wounding incident that occurred in a liquor store, the defendant's surname is Zhang, and after being drunk, he caused a small guy in the palace to break the leg of a junior in the liquor store.

In addition to the plaintiff's pleadings, there was also a small note attached to the file, detailing the defendant's personal and family circumstances.

Zhang Dongsheng, his father is Zhang Dong, so his name is Zhang Dongsheng, and he is very reasonable.

Mother's maiden family is a wealthy businessman, and she is the vice president of the Yingtianfu Chamber of Commerce, mainly engaged in salt and grain trade, and her furniture is abundant.

The cause of the incident is still in Zhang Dongsheng himself.

Because he has a lot of pockmarks on his face, he is extremely ugly, and the most hated thing in his life is the nickname Zhang Mazi that others call him.

At the time of dinner that day, when Xiao Er was serving, he looked at Zhang Dongsheng twice, which stimulated Zhang Dongsheng's fragile self-esteem, coupled with drunkenness, he angrily beat Xiao Er, Xiao Er was also young, and angrily scolded Zhang Dongsheng's nickname Zhang Mazi, Zhang Dongsheng was naturally angry, and went back to the house to call a few little guys to rush back to retaliate, and broke Xiao Er's leg.

"A little Zhang Mazi still dares to be so arrogant, do him!"

The plaintiff Xiao Er's pleadings were written very clearly, and Zhu Wenkui immediately ordered: "Go, take this Zhang Mazi back to the palace." ”

"Wait a minute."

Seeing that Zhu Wenkui was about to arrest someone, Yu Qian opened his mouth first.

"Your Highness, in addition to the plaintiff's pleadings in this file, there is not a single witness's testimony, in case this pockmarked son comes and does not recognize it, he has to release the person, which will damage His Highness's face."

Since ancient times, there is a saying, the public says that the mother says the mother.

There was no witness testimony, Zhang Dongsheng insisted that he didn't know about it, in case Xiao Er broke it himself, no one would have a problem.

"Makes sense."

Zhu Wenkui bowed his head and looked at Yu Qian: "Then send someone to the wine shop first, find the boss and a few drinkers who knew about it that day, and please come back and give the testimony first." ”

"Huh."

Yu Qian responded to the last call, walked out of the house and summoned the documents of several people in the torture room, wrote a handwritten note, stamped the seal of the torture room and handed it to the latter.

"Go to the squad and transfer a team to catch quickly, and go to the liquor store to find a few witnesses to come back."

Several people took the order to leave, and bumped into a eunuch in Ouchi costume head-on, and was so frightened that they dodged away.

The little eunuch was followed by a person, wearing the fanzi suit of the West Factory.

"His Royal Highness, the slave and maid are here on the emperor's orders."

When he entered the house, the little eunuch kowtowed and said what he meant.

"Your Majesty is worried about the safety of the eldest prince, so he specially asked the slave to bring a strange person who can disguise himself to help the eldest prince hide his identity."

Zhu Wenkui and Yu Qian almost subconsciously looked at each other.