At the border of Jiangzhou and Daizhou, the Nanxiang County Government.
In the ceaseless drizzle, the short and fat County Magistrate Bai Jia, who had ascended to his position through nepotism with the local vassals, was presiding over a court session.
However, while most county governments display the placard "Justice Is Clear," what hung in his office was the seemingly unrelated "No Deceiving, Divine in Judgment."
The officials, clerks, and common folk here seemed to have grown accustomed to it.
"Liu Ada, you claim that Lord Song, a fellow villager, has unjustly seized ten acres of your family's good farmland, do you have a written complaint?"
County Magistrate Bai, cradling a fine blue and white porcelain tea bowl, sipped leisurely from his expensive Yangxian Tea,
before carelessly lifting his eyelids to glance at the several people kneeling before the court.
