It was almost noon and it started to rain heavily.

It was the most thunderstorms in summer, and soon shrouded the entire Kaifeng Prefecture in a rainy curtain.

Zhao Tingzhi, the chief censor who had just finished his dynasty, returned to the Censorate with a dark face. During this period, because of the fall of Lu Jiawen, the new party was obviously at a disadvantage in the political struggle. What made Zhao Tingzhi even more unfavorable was that the old party joined forces with Wu Haogu, Pan Xiao'an, and Gao Qiu, and obtained a special skill that Sima Guang, Ouyang Xiu, and even Han Qi had never had before to make money for the official family!

If the old party could have been able to make a steady stream of money for Emperor Shenzong decades ago, how could Wang Anshi have reformed?

Therefore, for the new party at present, the most urgent task is to break up the alliance between the "three villains" and the gentleman of the old party.

Otherwise, the gentlemen of the new party will be chased by their opponents to Haizhou to eat old rice sooner or later!

In the lobby of the Censorate, Chen Shixi, the Censor of the Hall, belonging to the old party camp, was talking in a low voice. Zhao Tingzhi nodded to the two of them, and without saying a word, then walked straight towards the Censorate Prison.

The Censorate Prison is a place to detain criminal officials awaiting trial, and the conditions are naturally much better than ordinary prisons. It is not to lock the prisoners in a cell separated by a wooden fence, but to lock them in a separate hut. They are all single rooms, and the Censorate Prison Master is responsible for the supervision of them. The family is allowed to send some food, wine and clothes every day, but they are not allowed to meet to prevent collusion between inside and outside.

Because this year's "theme" is to build the Zhong Yasukuni, of course, it will be mixed with the slut, so the party's struggle has been temporarily suppressed, and not many officials have been detained in the Censorate Prison for jail.

Now there are only a few prisoners detained in the huge prison, of course, the most important of which is Lu Jiawen and Lu Benzhi and his son.

Zhao Tingzhi arranged for Zhang Kegong, the censor, to take care of the two of them in case they were bullied by the Taiwanese soldiers of the Censorate.

The father and son were also detained separately. Guan Lu Jia asked the room larger and the furnishings inside were better. When Zhao Tingzhi arrived, Zhang Kegong was asking Lu Jia for the method of official business operations. Although Lu Jia asked him this time, he was still a great man in the New Party and even the entire Song Dynasty. He had accumulated a lot of experience and lessons.

This is also the reason why Zeng Bu was determined to keep Lu Jiawen. Although Zeng Bu himself opposed the "City Change Law" that Lu Jiawen helped Wang Anshi implement, he was just opposed to act recklessly, not against the official business.

Just when Lu Jia asked Zhang Kegong to explain the importance of rectifying clerks in official business and business, Zhao Tingzhi pushed the door open and came in.

"Look at it, are you talking about your method of purging clerks?"

Seeing Zhao Tingzhi coming in, Lu Jiawen quickly got up to greet him, bowed his hand, and said with a wry smile: "It's easy to say, but it's not easy to do! The administration of officials is the foundation, but now the officials cannot govern officials... The officials are flowing water, and officials are the iron-clad! This time I was not in the hands of a villain, but in the hands of the clerks and soldiers under Taifu Temple."

Zhao Tingzhi also sighed and said to Zhang Kegong: "Jie Zhong, go out and watch something. I and Lu Wangzhi have something to say."

Zhang Kegong took the order and left, and only Zhao Tingzhi and Lu Jiawen were left in the single room.

Lu Jia asked lightly: "How is it? How do the official want to send me a message?"

"There is no conclusion yet," Zhao Tingzhi whispered, "I hope that if I can get my son to bear it, you will be at most a place in Haizhou, and you may not have a chance to rise again in the future."

"But my son..."

Zhao Tingzhi waved his hand: "At most, he will be sent to Shaman Island, and he will not be beheaded."

For ordinary people, exile is not much different from beheading. However, Lu Benzhi is not a commoner. With a group of new party bosses, even if he goes to Shaman Island, he will be offered the title of the village master as a lord there.

"Stay for a few years and find a chance to amnesty in the world and you will be back." Zhao Tingzhi continued, "Although the official cannot be successful at that time, he can still do academic research."

"this……"

When Zhao Tingzhi saw Lu Jia hesitating, he said, "Wangzhi, how could the son be an official when he is in this matter? If he keeps you, he will not be in Shaman Island for a few years. If he doesn't protect you, both of you and your father and son will not be in office... You should think about it clearly!"

There was no such thing as everyone was equal before the law in the Song Dynasty!

If the fire in the North North Camp of Zhou was borne by temporary workers or soldiers, it would be beheaded, and the whole body would not be considered! If Lu Benzhi was borne by Lu Benzhi, it would be different. Lu Benzhi was an official, and he was born in a noble family. His ancestors were even more in power, and he had four people in three generations.

According to the "Law of Famous Code" in the Song Dynasty's "Song Criminal Constitution", there are eight privileges of exemption from crime and reduction of punishment. The first is the eight discussions, which is to discuss relatives, discuss wise men, discuss ability, discuss merits, discuss nobles, discuss diligence, and discuss guest. Anyone who can meet the conditions for the "Eight Discussions" can be reduced by a first-class penalty, while Lu Benzhi can be able to meet the previous discussion.

The second is to ask for a chapter. This is for high-ranking officials and nobles to open the back door. Lu Jia asked enough, but Lu Benzhi did not do it.

The third is to reduce the seal. This is the back door of the family members of officials above the seventh rank, and Lu Benzhi can get it again.

The fourth is the redemption chapter, which is to redeemed officials above the fifth rank and above to reduce their sins.

The fifth is the crime, which is used to distinguish whether the crime is an official or a senior official during the incident, and has nothing to do with the father and son of the Lu family.

The sixth is to use an official as a disciple, which means to use an official rank to impose imprisonment. One official (a first-level official) can be impose one or two years.

The seventh is to get rid of the crime, which means to get rid of the crime of being an official, and not being punished. However, Lu Benzhi's crime is relatively serious and does not apply.

The eighth is to falsely accuse the disciples and the crime of being in and out of the way. This is used to scare the reporter. If the lawsuit is not accurate, it will be severely punished!

In other words, among the eight officials' privileges of reducing crimes, Lu Benzhi was able to achieve two, and the crime of beheading could be reduced to "vacation" on Shaman Island.

Moreover, Lu Benzhi was a civil servant, and the Song Dynasty had a ancestral system that did not kill scholars and officials. Even if he committed a death sentence, the emperor would issue an edict to be exempted and instead exiled to Shamen Island.

In addition, when Lu Jia asked about being a high-ranking official, he could not be punished even if the three courts tried. He had to discuss it in front of the imperial court, that is, the prime minister, the censor, the Hanlin scholar, the master's imperial edict and other senior officials were discussed in the Chongzheng Hall.

If Lu Benzhi had taken all the charges with all his strength, then Lu Jiawen's accomplices would have reason to protect each other.

"It seems that this is the only way!" Lu Jiawen sighed, "Brother Zhengfu, can you bring a letter to my son?"

This is to be a clique! And I also ask the Censor General of the Censorate for help...

"Okay!" Zhao Tingzhi laughed, "I'll send it myself later."

...

After Zhao Tingzhi received the letter from Lu Jiawen, he did not go to see Lu Benzhi, but instead asked Zhang Kegong, who was guarding the door, to handle the matter.

After Zhang Kegong took Zhao Zhongcheng's words, he went to the Censorate's Office for a walk. Not long after, he carried an old hen and a dagger back to the yamen, and went directly to the single room where Lu Benzhi was detained.

Lu Benzhi was sitting on the bed and sighing. When he saw Zhang Kegong smiling and carrying a chicken in, he was stunned: "Brother Jie Zhong, you are..."

Zhang Kegong smiled and said, "I bought a chicken and I will ask the kitchen to stew it later to help you with it."

"Replenish it?" Lu Benzhi glanced at the chicken, feeling a little scared, "Is it... going to be sentenced?"

I don’t know what he was thinking, but when he saw the old hen, he remembered the dead head rice.

"The judgment is soon, it will be soon." Zhang Kegong nodded slightly, walked to the desk in the single room, poured all the water in a porcelain bowl washed with a pen, and then began to kill the chicken in front of Lu Benzhi.

Not to mention, Zhang Kegong was behind the general, not a scholar who had no power to kill chickens. He raised his knife and fell, and the hen was wiped off his neck, and blood dripped into the porcelain bowl. Seeing it made Lu Benzhi feel cold behind his ears.

"Jie, Brother Jie Zhong, you are..."

"This is called 'Blood-thorning'," Zhang Kegong smiled, "It will be a little bit of a discussion in a few days. Now is the time to write a book, and it will be too late."

"Blood-thorn" means writing a blood letter begging for mercy.

"But, shouldn't the blood on the blood thorn in the book be human blood?" Lu Benzhi asked blankly.

Zhang Kegong put the old hen that had dried up and was still pulling out, then took out his handkerchief and began to wipe the dagger that killed the chicken.

"Yes, it should be human blood..." He looked at Lu Benzhi while rubbing the knife, "I'm not worried that you are afraid of pain, so I bought a chicken. If you are really not afraid of pain, I'll stab you and get blood with one knife? Don't be afraid, I'm a general, I've practiced since I was a child, and I will definitely be able to pierce a lot of blood."

"No...just use chicken blood."

Zhang Kegong laughed, "That's it. In fact, most criminal officials use chicken blood to write to the blood. If they really need human blood... they need to get so much blood. How long does this injury last? If it is not pierced well, they might die."

"What Brother Jie Zhong said is very true," Lu Benzhi quickly echoed, "but what should I write about this blood-thorned book?"

"I have to bear all the blame!" Zhang Kegong took out the letter written by Lu Jiawen and handed it to Lu Benzhi, "This dynasty governs the world. You and I, the sons of man, cannot let my father be sentenced to prison for his own faults? If you do that, will you still deserve to be a human being?"

"this……"

Filial piety is the world! This hat is so great that it can crush people to death in the Song, Ming and Qing dynasties!

Zhang Kegong said again: "Gong-in-law Zeng, the same thing as Privy Councillor An and Zhao Zhongcheng here. If you take it, you will be a filial son! If you want to blame the sins on my father, you will be a big rebellious son... This filial son is still a rebellious son, and it will be different when it comes to sin!"

"This, this..." Lu Benzhi took a deep breath, "If I were to bear it alone, would I beheaded?"

"What are you saying?" Zhang Kegong smiled, "You are a civil servant, and this dynasty will not kill the literati! If you have to bear it, you will go to Shaman Island to go to Shaman Island. With several husbands taking care of you, Shaman Island can be comfortable."

"That's right," Lu Benzhi asked, "Brother Jie Zhong, I'm upset and don't know how to start writing. I'd like to ask Brother Jie Zhong to give me some advice."

"I've prepared it for you a long time ago," Zhang Kegong took out a piece of letter paper and spread it in front of Lu Benzhi.

Lu Benzhi took it and saw it, and breathed a sigh of relief: "Brother Jie Zhong wants me to complain to my father? Is he going to... show his ambitions by dying!?"

"Just just write an article," Zhang Kegong looked at Lu Benzhi with a cold look, "You are a filial son, and the official family can't kill you, don't worry."
Chapter completed!