in2ebook Chapter 1300 Sun Shan’s second trial
Chapter 1300 Sun Shan’s second trial
The recruitment for the guano fertilizer workshop has come to a temporary end, and Sun Shan also hopes to continue recruiting people in the future to make the workshop bigger and stronger.
Two days later, Sun Dingnan took Wang Ganhua back to Da Niao Village.
With the arrival of spring plowing, everything is proceeding in full swing. The same is true for the guano fertilizer workshop, which is stepping up the production of guano fertilizer so that all the people in Yuanlu County can use it.
Sun Shan was also busy with spring ploughing. When he was so busy that his head ached, he had to go to court for the second time in his career as a county magistrate to hear a case.
The first one was naturally the Niujiao Mountain bandit case.
When Sun Shan heard that someone came to complain, he was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes lit up.
Surprised, he asked, "Master, what did you say? You said someone outside came to complain?"
Emma, the sun rises from the west, and someone actually dares to file a complaint at the government office.
Doesn't he know that "government offices have been facing south since ancient times, and you can't come in if you have a reason but no money", and "Dogs are born to eat shit, and officials are born to rip off the people".
In short, I would rather die unjustly than go to the government office.
If it is a big city with a prosperous economy, it is not so difficult. After all, there are many eyes watching, and the government will occasionally handle things impartially.
In a remote and poor county like Yuanlu, the magistrate is the only one in charge of the case and makes judgments based entirely on his mood.
God knows what the magistrate is feeling. The people would rather suffer losses than go to the yamen.
Mr. Zhang nodded repeatedly and said, "Sir, there are two men outside who have come to the yamen. One of them wants you to seek justice."
In fact, it is not really a complaint. First, there is no complaint, second, there is no lawyer, and third, there is no drum to protest for justice.
However, at the gate of the yamen, two men were pulling and tugging at each other, shouting for the great judge to seek justice.
When the bailiffs saw some people making a fuss, they walked up to them and told them to get out of the way.
Why are they making such a fuss in broad daylight in front of the majestic government office? Do they think they have good tempers and won't be thrown into jail for "disturbing public order"?
Or do you think it's more exciting to make a noise in the important government office?
The two men immediately stopped arguing, but continued to fight.
One of the men stubbornly shouted, "Sir... I, I... want to see Lord Sun."
Another man also shouted: "I want to see Lord Sun too. I want Lord Sun to seek justice for me."
Yamen looked at the two men in coarse clothes and rough cloth in silence and rolled his eyes.
Who are you? Can you see Lord Sun whenever you want?
Even if you can't afford a mirror, you can still look at yourself while peeing.
Who do you think you are? What qualifications do you have to see Lord Sun?
The bailiff impatiently drove the two men away: "You two, leave here quickly. If you don't leave now, you won't have to leave. You will be locked up in the prison for a few days before leaving."
These words were said so clearly that the two men were naturally afraid.
Who wants to go to jail? You're either dead or disabled, and if you make it out alive, you're never the same person again.
The two men left the yamen while pulling and tugging at each other.
But after a while, he ran back with a lot of tugging and tugs.
One of the men said aggrievedly, "Sir, I...I won't leave...I want to see Lord Sun."
Another man also said angrily: "Sir, I won't leave either. I want Lord Sun to seek justice for me."
Seeing this, the bailiff wanted to chop the two men down with one blow to silence them.
I was guarding the gate leisurely, and the day passed by easily. I was thinking about whether I should buy a roast chicken to take home for a snack in the evening.
I've been talking a lot lately and my stomach is empty, with nothing to eat.
The arrival of the two men disrupted the leisurely "security guard" life.
Emma, this feeling is so annoying.
The yamen runner said sternly, "Are you sure you want to seek justice from Lord Sun? Do you want to enter the court to challenge the accusers? Humph, the court is not your village, let alone your home. It's easy to get in, but hard to get out. Think carefully."
In the past, the yamen runners would not have been so patient in explaining things to the people. Instead of wasting their time, they would have been better off thinking about their beautiful wives.
However, ever since Lord Sun came, the officials' work style has unconsciously become standardized. After all, Lord Sun would deduct wages if they disagreed with him. I was really afraid that I would inadvertently break the rules and waste a month's work.
No one can resist money, so the attitude of the yamen runners is much better than before, and they can patiently chat with the people for a few more words.
The two men said in unison, "I, I want Lord Sun to do justice."
Having said that, the bailiff had no choice but to lead the two men into the yamen and report to Mr. Zhang.
Sun Shan asked Master Zhang, "Why do they want me to do justice for them?"
The yamen runners found Master Zhang, who was a lawyer specializing in criminal law, money management, registration, and notary, and told him the whole story.
Mr. Zhang limped out and first tried to understand the specific situation. If possible, he would coordinate it directly so as not to disturb the adults who were busy with official duties.
As a result, the two men insisted that Lord Sun seek justice for them. Judging from their expressions, they didn't think the other man was trustworthy at all.
Seeing this, Mr. Zhang had no choice but to limp to Sun Shan's office.
He said helplessly, "Sir, two men insist that you do justice."
Thus began Sun Shan's second trial in his career as a county magistrate, and also his first trial in Yuanlu.
Gui Ge'er hurriedly helped Sun Shan put on his official uniform and hat, while Sun Dali hid behind the chopping board, quietly observing the court. If anything was wrong, he would immediately come to the rescue.
Their Lord Sun is precious. What will happen to Sunjia Village if he is frightened by the unruly people?
Therefore, strict security must be maintained twelve hours a day.
Soon, the two men were brought to the court and met the legendary magistrate who sold bird droppings.
Sun Shan slammed the table and shouted, "Who is this person here? When did you come to file a complaint? And why did you come?"
One of the men, holding a piece of cotton cloth, immediately knelt down and shouted, "Sir, you must seek justice for me. I heard that if you were the reincarnation of Justice Bao, you would definitely speak up for me."
The other man also knelt down and immediately shouted, "Sir, this man is a bad guy. He, he stole my silk cloth. Sir, you, you must seek justice for me."
Sun Shan took a deep look at the two men. They looked ordinary, not handsome. He then looked at the piece of cotton cloth. It looked familiar.
So he asked someone to bring up the cotton cloth, and looked at it carefully and touched it carefully.
Oh my, it’s really surprising to encounter “Ding Niangzi Bu” in Yuanlu.
The so-called Ding Niangzi cloth, as soon as you hear it, you know that it is a cloth created by a woman named Ding Niangzi.
It is said that Madam Ding lived at Shuangmiao Bridge outside the east gate of Songjiang City. She was an expert at making embroidered clothes and also wove fine cloth.
It is named because the cotton fluff flies like snow when it is fluffed and the cloth is soft and delicate, and is also called "flying flower cloth".
However, at that time, Ding Niangzi cloth was not an imperial product, but just a luxury item among the people.
The reason why Sun Shan knew about the existence of this kind of cloth was thanks to his time spent in the glamorous Nanjing.
Otherwise, how would one recognize such high-end goods?