MTL - Farming Space: The Lucky and Lovely Lady Come to Farm-Chapter 1096 rod

Chapter 1096: The Responsibility of the Rod

When the government makes too many judgments, it will not be finished at once. If it is done at once, many people will be gone.

Like the Gu Zhongqian family, even if they are exiled, their judgments will be followed to the place of exile, and the remaining boards will be typed in the next year.

The same goes for Gu Baoer, except that he has to take more hits, and it will take several years to finish.

 After the magistrate shouted, he winked at the Yamen servant.

 According to the rules, you have to take off your pants when playing.

It’s just that the Queen is here and it’s indecent to take off her pants. Besides, they are also the Queen’s relatives, so they have to save some face.

People outside were talking a lot, "Are we really going to fight?"

“Even the queen’s own uncle?”

In the eyes of people of this era, an uncle is no better than a biological father. That is a relationship that cannot be more intimate.

  Some people's families are not separated, and cousins ​​get along almost like full brothers and sisters.

The government officials pinned three people to the ground.

 As soon as the first board went down, Gu Baoer started crying like a ghost.

Then the board fell on Gu Zhong and Qian.

 Qian Shi screamed like a pig being killed.

Gu Zhong still wanted to have some dignity and endured it.

The yamen officials had a good grasp of the scale and did not dare to just show off, nor did they dare to hit them too hard.

 Sixty boards are a lot, and it's easy to beat someone up on the spot.

 At this time, Tao'er and her husband-in-law got the news and rushed over. She and Xing'er stood together, the two sisters hugging each other and crying.

 The two sons-in-law stood awkwardly behind and said nothing.

Auntie looked a little unbearable and turned around without looking at her.

 The uncle sighed when he saw it. After all, he was his brother, so he felt uncomfortable when he ended up like this.

The village chief had a complicated look on his face. He had long thought that something would happen one day if the boss of the Gu family played like this. No, it would be a big deal if it happened.

 The people at the door didn't know who started it first, and suddenly shouted, "The queen is a thousand years old, the prince is a thousand years old." While shouting, they knelt down and kowtowed.

It seems that only such words can express their gratitude.

 Gu Fei smiled bitterly in his heart.

 Judicial justice is what a normal society should have.

 And after these people get what they should have, they are extremely grateful to you.

 The people are really good people.

 The Chinese people have been obedient and easy to manage since ancient times. As long as they have food to eat, they will be grateful to those in power.

Gu Fei pulled the prince to stand up, and the two of them walked to the door of the government office. Gu Fei motioned to Xiao Chi, and Xiao Chi said loudly: "Without courtesy, everyone, please get up."

 The people slowly got up, and many people were wiping away tears.

Facing the pairs of grateful and respectful eyes, Gu Fei said softly: "If you have any grievances, just come to the government office to complain."

 “The prefect will definitely handle it impartially.”

The prefect had already come to stand behind Gu Fei. He nodded and bowed and said, "Yes, yes, I will handle it seriously."

In the past, when he adjudicated cases, he often turned a blind eye or took money to fool them.

From now on, he will not dare to do it.

The Empress even used it to perform surgery on her own uncle. If the things he did were to be revealed, he would not end well.

Gu Fei continued: "If there is a matter of official protection, everyone can go to Beijing to file a complaint."

"There is a big iron box outside the imperial city, which is specially set up for the people. If you have anything to do, you can write it down, seal it and put it in it."

“If you have good suggestions for governing the country, you can also write them down.”

 Some of the literati in the crowd were eager to hear this and wanted to go back and write strategies for governing the country.

 (End of this chapter)