[Something was delayed for a while, but 1 o'clock should be considered noon - go to dinner! ] 】

Stepping out of the main hall of Dali Temple, Sun Shaozong took out his pocket watch and glanced at it, and found that it was almost noon [eleven o'clock], and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Although it has been discovered two days ago that the people in Dali Temple are superficial, today's round table meeting still refreshes Sun Shaozong's cognition.

The three officials of the dignified Dali Temple got together and discussed for a long time, discussing whether to bring the white elephant into the palace to celebrate the birthday on the Wanshou Festival.

Do you dare to be a little more boring?!

Of course, this matter is not impossible to discuss, after all, there is no precedent before - the year when the white elephant was named Zhengyipin coincided with Guangde's tenth birthday, and it was the old man of the capital who was invited, and there was nothing to do with civil and military officials.

Later, due to the solar eclipse, the Wanshou Festival was suspended for two consecutive years.

It was not until this year that the imperial court reinstated the rule that civil and military officials in Beijing entered the palace on the day of the Wanshou Festival to celebrate their birthdays.

Therefore, it also raises a question - should the white elephant who only has the official rank of Zhengyi be brought to celebrate his birthday according to his grade?

But even if you have doubts, there's no need to set aside a morning to quote scriptures endlessly, right?!

Give the emperor a fold directly, and ask if it's over?

In the final analysis, it is an idle egg pain!

Sun Shaozong was disdainful and depressed, and went straight to the Zuo Temple, but he was not in a hurry to return to his official office, but took the opportunity to go around inside and out.

It's been the third day since he came to Dali Temple, but he hasn't even made a clear picture of the pattern of the Zuo Temple's subordinate ya, which is not Sun Shaozong's consistent style as an official.

But I don't know if I don't turn around, and I found out that this left temple belongs to the office for office, which is simply a bad practice - nearly half of the courtyard in the temple is built by the water, and there are seven or eight pavilions and pavilions dotted during the period, all of which can take in the lake and water.

In one of the courtyards, a stream was led by a water wheel and a bamboo pipe, and the trick of flowing water was carried out.

Judging from the traces, these facilities should be used frequently, far more frequently than the inner hall used to solve cases in the center.

This official deserves it, it's almost like a vacation!

Alas~

Sure enough, the upper beam is not right, and the lower beam is crooked.

With a stomach full of 'heavy responsibilities and a long way to go', he shook his head and sighed and returned to his official office, and when he entered the door, he saw Liu Xianglian pulling a few bronze plaques - but it was already time to order.

Sun Shaozong went up and glanced at it a few times, and found that it was much richer than the criminal name, and there were a few special dishes specially made with Shicha seafood.

Picking up the fresh ones and randomly checking off a dozen or so ways, Sun Shaozong explained to the miscellaneous servants who helped the cook, and called Yang Zhiming of the temple to dine together by the way.

"Two ......"

When the miscellaneous servant took the order, Liu Xianglian's face suddenly collapsed, and she opened her mouth to call the second brother, but suddenly remembered that this was in the yamen, and hurriedly changed her words: "Dong Weng, I was busy like that ghost yesterday, and today I am riveting, but I have been sitting here all morning, and I haven't even seen half of a bird feather!" ”

"Just call the second brother, what is not Dongweng, it sounds awkward."

Sun Shaozong entered the inner room as he spoke, spread out the paper and pen on the sour pear wood desk, and took a piece of collection ink from Gion Zhai, and poured water into the inkstone and grinded it.

Seeing this, Liu Xianglian hurriedly snatched it in her hand, and complained while fiddling: "Second brother, I'm here to be your master, you can't just be idle, right?" ”

"What's the hurry?"

Sun Shaozong took advantage of the situation to settle on the high-backed chair, combed the purple hao on the tip of the pen with his fingers, and said with a slight grin: "Your second brother and I belong to the pendant, since I have come to this Dali Temple as an official, I will not always play the trick of light and dust with them." ”

Speaking of this, he suddenly remembered that he had promised to bring Zhao Nan to help Liu Xianglian, but he 'slept' too early yesterday, so he delayed this matter.

So he said: "That helper, I'll bring it to you again tomorrow, while it's not busy at the moment, you can get acquainted with him, so as not to ......"

"Your Excellency!"

As he was talking, he heard someone shouting outside.

Seeing that Liu Xianglian was still studying ink there, Sun Shaozong glanced at him helplessly, and then he suddenly realized, and hurriedly left the inkstone to deal with it.

The ink wasn't completely ground yet, but it was barely enough for drafting.

So Sun Shaozong took the pen and dipped it indiscriminately on the snow-white rice paper.

Not long after, Liu Xianglian led Yang Zhiming of Zuosi in, because he saw that Sun Shaozong was lifting a pen and writing, Yang Zhiming hurriedly stopped Liu Xianglian and did not let him report, and moved to the corner, bowing thirty-five degrees.

Sun Shaozong didn't raise his eyelids, but asked in his mouth: "What are the cases detained and pending trial in our temple at the moment?" ”

Yang Zhiming hurriedly lowered his body a little more, and reported with a smile: "If you go back to your lordship, you will remove the case of the household department that is being investigated, and there are three magistrates, one Tongzhi, and the Ningbo Prefecture garrison in custody pending trial. ”

In the past, when I was in Shuntianfu, I mostly dealt with the cases of ordinary people, but now when I come to this Dali Temple, there is some meaning of 'non-official entry'.

He asked, "What are the charges?" In the afternoon, you send the dossier, let's clear it before Halloween, and it can be regarded as a birthday congratulatory to Your Majesty. ”

"This ......"

Yang Zhiming glanced up at Sun Shaozong, and saw that he was still sitting on the desk, and he couldn't see what he was thinking, so he had to reply: "Most of them are corrupt people, only the Ningbo Mansion is guarded because he was impeached and imprisoned by Captain Wang. ”

Speaking of this, he swallowed his saliva, and then continued: "Those corrupt officials, although they are detained with us, the results of the copied examination and the specific charges have not yet been written by the Metropolitan Procuratorate, so they ...... Therefore, I am afraid that it is not easy to convict. ”

"As for the garrison of Ningbo Prefecture, according to the usual charges, the military department must first thoroughly investigate the charges of delaying the fighter plane, and then report the results to us."

When Sun Shaozong heard this, he finally stopped his pen, looked up at Yang Zhiming and said: "In this way, our dignified Dali Temple can only wait for others to find out everything, and then punish according to the script?" ”

Firmly stared at by the eagle-like eyes, Yang Zhiming beat a little in his heart, swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, and then mustered up the courage to laugh and said: "This ...... This is also a precedent in previous years, and after all, the criminal was taken down by the Metropolitan Procuratorate, so it is not good for us to meddle casually. ”

"Exception? Hehe......"

Sun Shaozong sneered, when the Emperor Taishang first ascended to the throne, he was named minister Xu Qin as the secretary of Dali Temple, and the name of Dali Temple once overshadowed the Criminal Department and the Metropolitan Procuratorate.

At that time, I had never heard of the Dali Temple's precedent of 'waiting, relying on, and wanting'.

Of course, in Sun Shaozong's view, the biggest stubborn disease of Dali Temple is not this bureaucratic style, but the extremely ungrounded system itself.

Nominally, the provincial punishment is under the jurisdiction of the three law divisions.

However, Dali Temple is not like the Criminal Department, which has the right to raise and inspect criminal officials, nor is it like the Metropolitan Procuratorate, which has the function of inspecting hundreds of bureaucrats, and has supervised the imperial history in various provinces.

In addition, the Criminal Department and the Metropolitan Procuratorate are all two products of the structure, and the highest of the Dali Temple is only three grades, which is the same level as the provincial inspectors - this upper and lower level is not so reliable.

If there is a capable minister with enough prestige to sit in Dali Temple and take the initiative to invite major cases from all over the world, it may not be obvious.

But once you meet Wei Yi, who is passable, this Dali Temple is almost reduced to a decoration.

If you want to reverse this situation, it is unreliable to expect that none of the Dali Siqing are capable officials.

If you really want to change this situation, you must start from the system, so that the tentacles of Dali Temple are rooted in the place, rather than being high, majestic, sedentary, and very useless.

Of course, this change will not happen overnight.

Fortunately, Sun Shaozong has just arrived, and there is still time to spend time with them - and some of the concepts and practices of the court system in later generations may also be able to learn from one or two. ()

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