"Move faster."

"yes!"

Wuying Palace suddenly summoned the Three Law Masters and the Jinyi Guards, and they kept whispering in the Sixth Corridor facing Wuying Palace.

Suddenly I saw several female officials walking quickly on the royal road towards Wuying Hall. They couldn't help but go out to see the various subjects in the house.

"Did these imperial ladies leave the palace just now?"

A well-informed person quickly said: "They went to Dali Temple. Jinyiwei prepared a carriage for them, and they left in the carriage as soon as they left the palace."

Hearing this, some people had already frowned: "A group of female officials can leave the palace at will and enter the palace at a place like Dali Temple. It is simply unseemly. If something happens in the palace in the future, wouldn't it be a shame for the court?"

shame."

Someone next to the person who spoke nodded repeatedly.

At this time, a woman's voice suddenly came: "I didn't know that Dali Temple was a place where female officials could defile the palace."

Everyone looked up and saw a woman standing in the corridor.

A woman wearing a red horse-faced skirt.

The woman's knees were embroidered with Xie Zhi patterns, she was wearing a green shirt, an official hat with plum blossom branches on her head, and she was holding several books in her arms.

She has a pair of extremely bright eyes, and she seems to be around 20 years old. Although she is covered by a big shirt, she can still tell that she has thin shoulders and a slender waist, and a calm demeanor with a windy dress.

Facing the gaze of a group of officials, she was completely unaware and only looked at the speaker through the half-open door.

"I would like to ask my lord, where did the female official come out of the palace and enter the Dali Temple to defile the palace?"

How could he accept this statement? The man looked around, but refused to lose face and only sneered:

"I didn't know that our Sixth Section Corridor has also become a place where female officials can come and go."

But the woman still looked calm: "Please also know that Duanji Palace has received the emperor's order to conduct an inventory of Taipu Temple's accounts for the past five years. Anyone involved in the six departments will be questioned by Duanji Palace, and the Six Sections will supervise the six departments.

To help Duanji Palace. I am here to pick up the official documents on the orders of Duanji Palace, Archbishop Zhao. I am afraid that I will have to meet you all again in the future. If any of you don't want to see the female officer going around the Sixth Section, just resign and leave.

That’s it.”

"You!" The man shouted, but he had nothing to say.

This place is really at the feet of the emperor. It is difficult to disobey the emperor's order. Even Qian Zhuo, the censor of Zuodu, can't think of it. What can they, the six departments affiliated with the Metropolitan Procuratorate, do?

But the woman just smiled contemptuously and left with the documents she had just picked up.

Suddenly, she turned back, and the red skirt suddenly spread out, like a flame burning in people's mocking eyes.

"By the way, my surname is Sheng, and I am the Chief Registrar of the Procuratorate of Duanji Palace. You may call me Chief Registrar Sheng."

After saying that, she bowed her hands.

The wind blew into the room from the direction she left, and the man who stood up from the crime scene had his eyes splitting:

"The rituals have collapsed, Si Chen! This is not a good omen! It is the source of trouble for our great Yong! Now the three chiefs are in the Wuying Hall. I only hope that they can persuade His Majesty to change his course and return to the right path.

Open your eyes for our loyal ministers!"

Returning to the "right path"? That's impossible.

A group of senior officers of the Third Division, who had been given high hopes by the "Loyal Minister", knelt on the ground obediently, their necks shortened one by one. Let alone "open their eyes", they did not find a hole to bury themselves in.

I am already brave enough...

In the main hall, two female officials stood in front, reading the files they had just received from Dali Temple.

It’s not necessary to read it all, just three parts.

"The criminal, Liu Wu, was four feet seven inches tall. The deceased, Qiu Wangfu, was five feet four inches tall and a tall man. The two had a verbal argument. Liu Wu got violent and injured someone. Qiu Wangfu bled to death. It was not murder. He was sentenced to a hundred canes."

As soon as Gao Wanxin finished reading, she saw His Majesty taking a look at the memorial and asked with a smile:

"The prisoner was thin and the deceased was burly. There was such a big difference in body shape and physical strength. Why was he not sentenced to murder?"

His Majesty looked at Guo Yu, the minister of Dali Temple.

Guo Yu lowered his head and remained silent.

"The criminal Gao Datong is five feet six inches tall..."

"In this case, the prisoner was taller than the deceased, and they often had conflicts. The prisoner strangled the deceased with a noose, but you knew it was murder. In the same case, the man strangled the woman, but you said it was because the woman refused to go to the rescue.

His son was guarding the widowed family, and his father was angry for a moment. Whose father was he doing for? Sixty sticks, you sentenced her to sixty sticks! Just because this man spent money to buy the woman from her parents and gave her to his son.

A secret marriage!"

His Majesty looked at Zhuo Shengquan, the Minister of Justice.

Zhuo Shengquan knelt on the ground and kowtowed:

"I, I am guilty."

guilty?

His Majesty looked at the document in his hand and seemed to have finally lost his patience, but he still held back and smashed the folded bag into Zhuo Shengquan's face.

Shen Shiqing is not a person who likes to be angry.

After she turned fifteen, her life was not so much full of twists and turns, but rather she lived in the midst of twists and turns, and bit by bit she developed a depth of emotion and anger that cannot be expressed in words.

But at this moment, she felt that her anger was like a sharp cone, almost piercing her heart.

At this time, she thought of Zhao Surui.

She was grateful to him at this time, grateful that he was a violent and unpredictable king, and grateful that he gave her enough reasons to vent her anger on these people.

These people, these people!

"Your Majesty, calm down!"

Calm down your anger? Why should you calm down?

Shen Shiqing looked at the heads pointing at her. At this moment, she really wanted to kick these people's heads off their necks one by one.

"I originally thought that since you think that the weak kill with conspiracy and the strong kill with anger, it should be consistent. In this way, I can also be calm. The officials under my rule are all those who help the strong and bully the weak.

Regardless of men or women, all living beings should strengthen their bodies together. In the future, killing people can be said to be out of righteous indignation. Everyone is righteous indignation. The stronger the person, the more likely they are to avoid death, and the weaker the person, the more they deserve it. That can be said.

It's hilarious. If anyone dares to use the word 'Benevolent Lord' to persuade me in the future, I can just order someone to beat him out. After all, the most unkind people in the world are you, the prison officials of the Ministry of Punishment, Dali Temple, and the Metropolitan Procuratorate."

She was still smiling when she said these words.

The next moment, she slapped the case files with her palm.

"But you, the ministers in the court, with the salary of the court, the support of your parents and the care of your wife, what you do is to use these cases to form a law one by one, and firmly trample women.

Under your feet, what is the difference between strong and weak, what is the difference between murder and rage, you only see the difference between men and women!”….

The ministers were as silent as cicadas.

Shen Shiqing picked up a booklet and said in a light tone:

"The husband beats his wife, but the wife dares to fight back? It doesn't matter. Dayong's punishment department can do it for him if the husband has not finished it! Just let this woman die. Am I right?"

Officials from the Ministry of Justice quickly shouted: "I have no intention of doing this! Your Majesty, please calm down!"

But she didn't pay attention to it. After experiencing human life and resentment, how could these people really be calmed down by just saying "calm down"?

Although she has the skin of an emperor, she is Shen Shiqing. The reason why she is Shen Shiqing is because she will be angry and hateful at this time. Without these, she will really follow the trend in the machinations. How is she different from Zhao Su Rui by turning a blind eye for the so-called "stabilization of the country"?

Returning her body as soon as possible would allow her to live in peace and quiet.

Then why?

"How dare a woman not guard the house for her engaged fiancé? It doesn't matter. As long as the Dali Temple in Dayong turns a blind eye to the underworld marriage, the matter can be easily uncovered and the murderer will be punished for six years. With ten sticks, he has only lost his official status."

Everyone in Dali Temple also quickly cried out:

"Your Majesty's words make me feel ashamed!"

A group of people from the Metropolitan Procuratorate knelt beside them, watching the performances of the Criminal Department and Dali Temple in turn, and felt a little happy.

On that day, they were all ordered by His Majesty to inspect the court. How many people laughed at them? Today they really made up for it.

!

Qian Zhuo, the censor of Zuodu, knelt on the ground quietly, with an idea in his mind getting bigger and bigger as if he had been blown away.

While His Majesty was speaking, his heart suddenly jumped forward, he knelt on the ground and shouted:

"Your Majesty, I have something to report."

Shen Shiqing glanced at Qian Zhuo, maybe because he was standing high enough, or maybe because the emperor who had been the emperor for several months knew some of these people's thoughts. In short, Shen Shiqing squinted his eyes at this moment. She felt that she had guessed what Qian Zhuo wanted to say.

"explain."

"Your Majesty, the Ministry of Punishment and the Dali Temple are unfair in deciding the case at the expense of human life. I am willing to lead the Metropolitan Procuratorate to search the case files and search for lawsuits. If there is any injustice, I and other censors will use their supervisory powers to pursue it to the end."

As soon as he finished speaking, even the people from the Criminal Department and Dali Temple who were pinned to the ground by His Majesty's anger couldn't help but look at him sideways.

Well, your procuratorate actually wants to sell these two companies to seek favor from His Majesty!

Qian Zhuo!
To be continued...