Chapter 152.1
Struggle in Ancient Times
âSir, I would like to ask you to make the decision.â Jinli followed the tone he had rehearsed beforehand and knelt in the wide and long court hall.
Liao Tingyu was wearing an official uniform, and when he heard this voice, he instantly felt uneasy.
How much grievance did it have to be to say something like this in such a tone?
âWho is this person? Tell me your name. If you have any grievances, tell me quickly,â Liao Tingyu imitated the official in movies and said word by word.
âAnswering the magistrate, the commoner named Quan Jinli. I lived in an alley near the west city gate. I had a father who was fond of gambling all his life. He liked to beat and scold my mother and me. In order to gamble, he even used up all the money we had saved at home. My mother and I worked hard for this family and became sick all over, so I beg you to make the decision for my mother and me and sentence my mother to separate from my father.â Jinli was very uneasy, and he tried to make his voice sound calm, but it still very shaky.
After hearing what he said, Liao Tingyu nodded. It was not a big deal. He thought there was a life lawsuit.
âOkay, then letâs summon your father and your mother. If there are witnesses, you can also bring them over,â Liao Tingyu nodded and ordered.
While still immersed in gambling in the casino, Quan Cai, who was already red-eyed, was startled by the sudden visit of the government servant.
As soon as he heard his name being called, he immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed to beg for mercy. âSir, this commoner is responsible for his duties. I just loved to gamble a little and had not done anything harmful to the world. Please let me go.â
âThis is not the time asking us to let you go. Someone came to the court today to sue on you. Come with us,â the yamen servants despised this kind of people the most. They were dressed in filthy clothes, but they also liked gambling. They didnât need to think about it to know how the magistrate would judge this person.
Quan Cai was completely dumbfounded. He actually had to go to court. He didnât do anything. Could it be that he had been discovered that he stole a chicken? How could such a small thing alert the county magistrate?
Quan Cai couldnât figure no matter how hard he thought and asked, he also wanted to know why people suddenly threw a lawsuit at him.
Jinliâs mother was also shocked when the government servant showed up to take him out of the house. He thought it was that old bastard who had done something evil again.
âExcuse me, sir, do you know what crime the bastard husband of mine committed? Was it stealing or robbing?â@@novelbin@@
âDonât worry, itâs nothing serious. Itâs just your child who wants the magistrate to be the master of the two of you,â the yamen servant had a good impression of this shuanger who was diligent and frugal and used his own efforts to support a child, so it was okay to reveal it.
Obviously Jinliâs mother was frightened by these words.
âWhat you mean is my child wants me to reconcile with that damn thing and ask the county magistrate to make the decision,â Jinliâs mother said in a very frightened tone.
âYes, thatâs right. I have to say that you have raised a good child. It is indeed a very good idea for him to do this. Your child is very smart,â the yamen servant expressed deep admiration that a little shuanger had such courage.
But Jinliâs mother didnât think so. He felt as if the whole sky was about to collapse. The child should not blame the father, not to mention how could a junior trying to sue their elders.
The yamen servant had met many people, and when he saw his expression, he knew what was going on. He thought he was a smart shuanger at first, but he didnât expect he was another foolish wife, not as good as his child.
Originally, he treated him differently, but now there was no need for this, and the yamen servantâs tone became cold and serious.
âOkay, donât wait any longer. Pack your things now. The magistrate is still waiting for you!â the yamen servant urged.
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Jinli knelt in the court hall alone, his whole thin body trembling.
Liao Tingyu looked at this child and felt that he was very ordinary. He didnât know why he caught that boy Zhao Hanâs attention. But he still said very gently: âDonât be too nervous. I donât eat people. Come and bring him a chair. Donât kneel down. Your legs will be hurt when you kneel down.â
Jinli thanked Liao Tingyu and sat on the chair that was brought to him. He was worried that the magistrate would say he was rude, so he didnât dare to move at all and sat stiffly on the chair.
He really couldnât withstand the pressure, which was the most tiring.
Liao Tingyu said with a smile, âYour name is Jinli, right? Donât be so stiff. I am a human here, not a ghost from hell. Smile and donât be so serious. Now your parents are not here, I will chat with you.â
Jinli was stiff but he nodded and wanted to relax when he heard the magistrate, but there were rows of yamen servants, each dent in his hand a thick and long stick. The room was very big with beautiful paintings and tall chairs. It was just so majestic, something Jinli had never ever seen.
How could he relax when it was so magnificent and solemn?