"Your Majesty, there are a total of 463 files related to women in Dali Temple this year, and all of them have been examined."

went to pay tribute to the Yao family and came back, and before Shen Shiqing could change his clothes, he saw Gao Wanxin leading a group of female officials and palace maids in the Qianqing Palace.

Shen Shiqing's gaze swept over the red horse-faced skirts of several female officials with bird-patterned knees, and the corners of her lips hooked slightly.

It's only been a few days, and the weaving workshop has already finished the new skirts of the female officials of Duanji Palace, which is really pleasing to the eye.

"What was the result of the inquest?"

Gao Wanxin held a book in her hand and carefully handed it to Shen Shiqing.

She opened the fold and looked at it a few times, then raised her head to look at Gao Wanxin, as well as the female officials and palace maids behind Gao Wanxin.

"You've seen all of this?"

Gao Wanxin replied, "Back to Your Majesty, Weichen and others have seen it."

"Okay, set up a shelf and go to the Wuying Palace, we have to let the civil and military of the Manchu Dynasty also come and see."

After speaking, she raised her feet and was about to walk outside the hall, when a chicken and three cats hurriedly stopped her.

"Emperor, you have changed your clothes!"

Glancing at the green robe on his body, Shen Shiqing smiled:

"No, that's it."

In the morning, the snow fell, and it was sprinkled, and it stopped half an hour ago, but there was still a layer of frost on the eaves of the branches.

Knowing that His Majesty had summoned him, the cabinet ministers headed by Li Congyuan hurried over, and saw that the officials of the Criminal Department, Dali Temple, and the Metropolitan Procuratorate were all gathered at the door of the Wuying Palace.

Zhuo Shengquan, the squire of the Criminal Department, was on duty in the six departments today, and he was the fastest among the chief officers of all the places, and when he saw Li Congyuan, he hurriedly greeted him:

"Elder Li Ge, what is Your Majesty hastily summoning us for?"

Li Congyuan shook his head.

Chang Shengning, the secretary of the Criminal Department, is very old, and he has not spoken in the court for a long time, and everything has been handed over to the two servants to take care of.

With his front and back feet to the left of the imperial history of Qian clumsy.

Chang Shengning lowered his head, he also lowered his head, Chang Shengning lowered his head because he was slightly hunched back, his shoulders and neck were weak, and he lowered his head because the Metropolitan Procuratorate really couldn't raise his head these days.

Because of their incompetence, His Majesty actually let the female official wear a skirt to the court, and such things that have not been done for thousands of years will definitely fall into the history books, and then I am afraid that his incompetence will also be passed on to future generations.

What cabinet is it still into? What kind of university scholar to be?

Now standing in the crowd, Qian Zhuo feels embarrassed.

The others were busy speculating about the holy will, and no one paid attention to him, Qian Zhuo closed his eyes and sighed softly, and he shrunk his shoulders and had nothing to say.

Occasionally, when he raised his eyes, he caught a glimpse of Zhuang Changxin who was talking to someone, and couldn't help but remember that he had persuaded himself to learn from Yao Qian as the vanguard of His Majesty's investigation of Taifu Temple, but he cherished his fame and fortune, and he was afraid that he would become the target of his colleagues.

If...... If there is another chance, not to mention that His Majesty just wants to investigate the Taifu Temple, even if His Majesty asks him to copy all the homes of the Manchu Dynasty, he will not hesitate at all. ….

Just as he was thinking, there was another noise outside the porter.

"Your Majesty has even summoned Commander Tong."

Qian Zhuo looked up, and saw Tong Xingjin, the deputy commander of Jinyiwei, striding in, ignoring others, and only said hello to a few elders.

The position of Jinyi Guard's commander has been vacant for several years, and Tong Xingjin, who is the deputy commander, is His Majesty's confidant, and even he was called to Wuying Palace?

After a brief commotion, the officials gradually quieted down.

In such a battle, it is enough to interrogate a few rebellious vassal kings!

Everyone waited for about a cup of tea, and then saw the eunuch with the palm seal of the master of ceremonies walking over quickly with the corner of his robe:

"Ladies and gentlemen, the emperor will announce that you will enter."

Seeing that it was a chicken to proclaim, the one that people were already hanging

Xin Deng mentioned his throat and eyes, and when he walked into the Wuying Palace, even his steps were lighter than usual.

Entering the Wuying Palace, Qian Zhuo, the imperial historian of the left capital, suddenly felt dizzy, not because of his poor health, but because he saw the female officials again, wearing green skirts and red skirts standing in front of the palace.

"Ministers participate in Your Majesty, long live Your Majesty, long live Long live!"

"I wanted to find something to do for the female officials in front of the imperial court, so that they could inspect and classify this year's files of Dali Temple, and then write a book such as "Female Fan", but I didn't expect to find something amazing."

The tall young man did not sit on the throne, but stood in front of the stage with his hands behind his back, beside everyone.

"He" first looked at Chang Shengning, who was struggling to stand up after kneeling, and then at Yang Shen, who was still inconvenienced, waved his hand and said:

"Today's deliberations have taken a long time, and I will come here to give a seat to the three scholars and the secretary of the Criminal Department."

Several old ministers wanted to kneel down again to thank him, but they were dismissed by Shen Shiqing with a raised hand.

At this time, someone finally noticed that His Majesty was wearing a cyan round-necked straight-body robe without any ornaments, and the waist was also a plain leather belt, as if he was going to worship something.

"Your Majesty, today is not a sacrifice day, and Weichen doesn't know why Your Majesty is wearing a green robe."

"Not a festival day?"

Shen Shiqing glanced at Liu Kangyong, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, who spoke, and raised his eyebrows and smiled: "I had a dream last night, and I dreamed that under the high platform, thousands of red flowers were competing for beauty, and a roll of brocade silk covered the sky and the sun, which was a rich and prosperous scene, but suddenly, a fire burned all the flowers, and countless jackals tore the silk cloth to pieces. I felt that this dream was ominous, and I wanted to go and talk to the first emperor, but I didn't expect to see the excerpts presented by the female officials first."

The courtiers were still confused, and they all looked at the female officials, trying to detect any clues, but they didn't expect the female officials to stand still and stand straighter than them.

Shen Shiqing picked up a book from the imperial case and opened it.

"Zhuo Shengquan, the squire of the Criminal Department."

Zhuo Shengquan hurriedly came out: "The minister is here."

"I ask you, how should a husband be convicted of stabbing his wife to death with sixteen swords?"

"Back to your majesty, if you think that a wife has insulted her elders, she has ever had sex with a woman, if she insults her elders, she will have a hundred rods for her husband, and if she has sex with a woman, she will kill two people at a time, but she will not be guilty, and if she kills only one wife, she will have a hundred rods. But if the wife is not at fault, the husband shall be hanged." ….

Zhuo Shengquan said cautiously and carefully, for fear that there would be omissions.

His Majesty listened and nodded:

"It is worthy of being a servant of the Criminal Department, and he is familiar with the "Da Yong Law", so let me ask you, if the wife has scolded her husband because her husband is good at gambling, is this also a wife's sin?"

Zhuo Shengquan was stunned for a moment and said:

"Your Majesty, there is dignity and humility between husband and wife...... If the reproach is really unpleasant, her husband will be angry and murderous......

"Smack!"

A book of folds was thrown directly at Zhuo Shengquan's feet.

"The husband is a gambler, and he threw all the family business into the gambling house, causing the family to sleep in the open without food and clothing! Relying on his wife to weave cloth to make a living, his wife scolded a few words, and was stabbed sixteen times in a row, do you still think that the perpetrator is excusable?! If it is according to what you said, the world's *** must be an innocent saint, otherwise if you are killed by your husband, you don't have to pay for your husband's life?"

His Majesty was so angry that Zhuo Shengquan was so frightened that he hurriedly knelt down:

"Your Majesty, the ministers, the ministers have no such intentions."

Shen Shiqing didn't look at him anymore, and picked up a book of foldings:

"Xia Hui, the squire of the Criminal Department."

"The minister is here."

"There was an old woman, 72 years old, whose husband died six years ago, and six years later, her husband's nephew said that she had killed her husband, but there was no evidence, and a few days later, the old woman confessed and was sentenced to be hanged. You tell me, what do you think of the verdict of this case?"

Compared with Zhuo Shengquan, Xia Hui was much more stable, he first read the case silently in his heart, and then said:

"Your Majesty, there are two suspicious points in this case, one is that the old woman is over seventy years old, and she should not be according to the law

Torture, since there is no evidence, if there is no torture, how can the old woman confess? Second, the minister did not know that this old woman could have children, and if she had no son, her husband's nephew would take the lead in filing a lawsuit for fear of being greedy for the family business. Therefore, the minister thought that this case should be remanded for a new trial."

Glancing at Xia Hui, Shen Shiqing sneered, walked over, and slapped the book in Xia Hui's hand with his own hands:

"But your criminal department did not remand for a new trial, but instead allowed the judgment of the magistrate county, and said that only one hanged sentence was not Ling Chi was the magistrate of the county's 'Kuanren,' a case that is still suspicious, and it actually took the life of a septuagenarian woman like this. If you can say so many doubts in front of me, why didn't you use your brain when dealing with these cases?"

"Minister, there is a sin of not seeking." Xia Hui held the fold in his hand and knelt straight down.

In just a moment's effort, the two attendants of the Criminal Department had already knelt on the ground one after another.

Zuodu Yushi Qian Zhuo stood in front of the two of them, and at this time his hands and feet were already sweating and his legs were trembling.

Unexpectedly, His Majesty did not look at him, but called another person:

"Dali Temple Qing Guo Yu."

"The minister is here."

The young emperor did not hold the fold in her hand this time, she walked slowly among the ministers with her hands behind her back.

"What can alarm your Dali Temple is mostly a major homicide case, so far this year, how many cases have the murderer been a woman?"

Guo Yu is over fifty years old, and his black beard is very conspicuous, and when he raises his head, his beard is shaking.

"Return, return to Your Majesty, the minister has not counted, has not counted."

"Haven't counted?"

Shen Shiqing turned around and called softly:

"High Lady."

The woman, who had been standing quietly aside, hurriedly stepped out of the queue, saluted first, and then replied:

"Back to Your Majesty, there are a total of 63 murders in which women are murderers in the Dali Temple file this year."

"How many people were sentenced to death?"

"Back to Your Majesty, there are fifty-nine cases in total."

"Okay."

Step by step, Shen Shiqing walked back to the throne.

She looked down at the men who had been in charge of the law for a time.

"High Lady."

"Wechen is here."

"How many cases of women being victims in the Dali Temple dossier this year?"

"Back to Your Majesty, there have been four hundred and nine cases in which the person who was killed was a woman."

"Four hundred and nine." After chewing this number between his lips and teeth for a moment, Shen Shiqing's eyes became cold little by little.

"Senior female official, you tell these people, tell these courtiers of the Criminal Department, Dali Temple, and Metropolitan Procuratorate who say every day that they want to seek justice and fight for the people of the world, how many of the prisoners who killed these women have been sentenced to death?"

"Back to Your Majesty, there have been two hundred and thirty cases in which the murderers have been sentenced to death, nine of which were committed by women."

The gate of Wuying Hall opened, and the cold wind swept in.

Shen Shiqing, who was dressed in a green robe, took a deep breath.

"I don't need to ask the first emperor, I also know, the burned flowers, the torn silk, are here."

With her hand, she clicked on the folds and case files piled on the imperial case.

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