Zhou Zhong took out the draft judgment plan and presented it with both hands.

Liu Xie took it and spread it out. Zhou Zhong stood still and didn't dare to sit. He could only grit his teeth and stand firmly.

In the past, the emperor would be very polite to ask him to sit first and discuss it slowly. The situation is different now. If the emperor doesn't let him sit, he can't take his own initiative.

After Liu Xie finished reading it, Zhou Zhong was sweating all over, his waist was sore and his neck was sore, and his head became heavier and he gradually couldn't hold on.

"Who hasn't been missed?" Liu Xie closed the plan and said calmly.

"No one of the people involved in the matter was missed," Zhou Zhong said, his voice dry.

He was telling the truth. In order to make the case as soon as possible, he did not dare to use any tricks. As long as one of the found ones is not left behind, he will deal with them all. The emperor was furious, and if he wanted to tolerate it, he would only lose more, and he would save the lives of most people.

In the case, he chose to deal with it more seriously. All those who were able to exile were exiled, just to satisfy the emperor and no longer force murder.

"Some people... have handled it a bit heavy?"

Zhou Zhong's cheeks twitched twice. "The heavy handling is also to warn others not to try the law with his body."

Liu Xie thought for a while. "Sikong is an old minister and has rich experience. Since Sikong said that, he will follow what Sikong said." As he said that, he raised the cinnabar pen on the eucommia and wrote a big word with a dragon flying and a phoenix dancing, iron marking and silver hooking.

"Can!"

Looking at the bright red word "Ke", Zhou Zhong's heart was bleeding.

As soon as this judgment was released, hundreds of households would leave their hometowns and embark on the road of exile where life and death were uncertain. Among them, people would inevitably die halfway through the road and buried their bones in a foreign land.

Liu Xie looked at Zhou Zhong with his trembling body. "Sikong's face is not good. Have you been too tired recently?"

Zhou Zhong said with the trend: "I am old and weak, and I am indeed a little lacking in energy. But the case is urgent and I have to deal with it quickly. After this matter is over, I plan to take a leave to rest for a while."

Liu Xie nodded without comment, signaled Zhou Zhong to take the seat, and then ordered someone to send him a cup of ginseng tea.

"Since that's the case, then hurry up and let them set off immediately."

"Immediately?" Zhou Zhong shook his hand and threw the cup to the ground.

The New Year is about to be around, and the journey is set off immediately, and those people are about to celebrate the New Year on the way to exile.

"It's better to let Sikong rest early." Liu Xie sighed. "I really can't bear to work hard for the country. As for those people, I am upset when I see them. Let them get off early, so that my thoughts can be understood.

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Zhou Zhong did not dare to say anything else, and bowed to accept the order.

The two talked about related matters for a while, and Zhou Zhong specifically explained the role Gao Rou played in this matter.

As Yang Biao said, Liu Xie is not unfamiliar with Gao Rou, and is even more familiar than Zhou Zhong imagined. After listening to Zhou Zhong's introduction, Liu Xie nodded, agreed to Zhou Zhong's suggestion to promote Gao Rou, and asked Zhou Zhong to

Tell Gao Rou that he should not mind his relationship with Yuan Shao and perform his duties with peace of mind.

Zhou Zhong finally breathed a sigh of relief and bowed to ask for a break.

——

The verdict was printed on the residence newspaper and promulgated the world.

This judgment was issued in the name of Sikong Mansion, and the emperor only approved one word on it. Therefore, this is not only the result of Sikong Mansion's handling of the overseas escape case, but also the proof that the emperor fulfilled his promise and returned the three ministers to the repatriation of the government.

A note was added before the verdict.

First, everyone in the world can evaluate whether the execution of Sikong Mansion is fair and just. If you have different opinions, you can write a letter to speak out. Second, let more people supervise the execution of the case and see if there are any fish that misses the net.

Finally, such major events will be announced in this way in the future. We hope that the people who care about national affairs will actively make comments, discuss and correct unreasonable provisions, so that the law can punish evil and promote good, rather than some people

private device.

As soon as the verdict was released, this note caused a stir, even more sensational than the verdict itself.

Can ordinary people also make remarks about the laws of the court or even amend the laws?

This is something new that has never been seen before.

But thinking about the emperor's words will be fulfilled. If the three Dukes who come to the government will really be returned to the government, it will be obvious that the three Dukes who come to the government will be fully managed. The Sikong Mansion will handle such a big case, which is obviously not so ridiculous.

Immediately afterwards, articles were published in the Di Daily News for several consecutive days to discuss the relationship between legislation and law enforcement, evaluate the gains and losses of Qin Law, distinguish the similarities and differences between Han Law and Qin Han Law, and suggest a large-scale discussion, amend the existing laws, and implement the emperor's support for the people.

The kingly way of my life.

For a time, scholars who practice law and order in the world were excited and ready to show their skills.

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The 27th day of the twelfth lunar month.

The west of Wancheng is a ten-mile long pavilion.

Therefore, Nanyang Taishou Zongcheng wore a rosy dress, without a hat and a slut, turned around and looked back at Wancheng, and sighed.

His wife and children stood aside, with a sad face and swollen eyes, but no tears were heard.

From the moment Zong Cheng was taken to Wancheng by the chariot, they were crying and had already shed tears. Now, besides the long road in front of them, there is endless despair.

No one is sure whether he can reach the Western Regions thousands of miles away.

Even if they can get there, they will never be able to return to their hometown in their entire lives and can only be with the barbarians. When they think of this, they feel that their future is dark.

"Shilin, be careful all the way." Song Zhong, who came to see him off, comforted him: "When you leave Nanyang, someone will come to pick you up and escort you to the Western Regions."

Zong Cheng bowed and thanked him. "Thank you for your offerings, but I have already implicated many people and can't make any more sins. Since the emperor wants me to walk to the Western Regions, I will walk over step by step, and buried wherever I die, too

He is worthy of his father."

Song Zhong smiled bitterly.

There is a rumor in the public that Zong Cheng was punished so severely not only because he was the prefect of Runan and ignored the fugitives, but because the emperor's dissatisfaction with the party members has been long-standing.

Zong Zi and Zong Cheng and his son are typical representatives.

The emperor wants to kill the chicken to warn the monkey, so that the party members in the world dare not do it again.

No one dares to assert whether it is true or not, but everyone thinks it is very likely to be true.

After all, it is obvious to all that the emperor has a bad impression of the party.

Before Zong Cheng and others set off, more than 40 people, including Yuan Shao Yishuang Liu, had been beheaded, and their heads were still hung in Wan City for public display.

After saying a few nutritious farewell words, Zong Cheng bowed and said goodbye to Song Zhong, and turned around and walked west.

Others also shed tears with their relatives and friends, crying for a moment, and even Gao Rou and others in charge of the escort were a little reluctant and turned their heads.

Song Zhong sighed and returned to the car. Through the car window, he looked at Zong Cheng and others who were moving away step by step, and shook his head helplessly.

"Boy, do you think... is the emperor a wise lord or a tyrant?"

Song Liang, who was serving on the side, was silent for a moment and whispered: "It varies from person to person. For the people assigned to the land, he is a wise ruler. For the party members, he may be a tyrant."

"Then do you think that in the future, will the wise ruler in the eyes of the people or the tyrant in the eyes of the party?"

Song Liang turned his head to look at Song Zhong, frowned slightly. "Aweng, are you a party member?"

Song Zhong shook his head. "I hope I am a party member, but unfortunately I am not."

Song Liang snorted lightly. "Since you are not a party member, why should you cry for the party members? If you are in a different place, do you think the party members will cry for you?"

Song Zhong was stunned, then furious and raised his hand and slapped him in the face.

"Sir, it's so good!" Before Song Liang could react, he closed the car window with a "bang". "Go back to the city!"
Chapter completed!