Chapter 2 Chapter One

After years of practicing medicine, Blarney is finally enjoying the quiet retirement of his Memphis home. The old doctor was a solidly built man with broad shoulders and a broad chest.He has beautiful silver hair and a kind and conscientious expression on his serious face.No matter the dignitaries or the ordinary people, they can feel his natural noble temperament, and it seems that no one has ever disrespected him. Blaney's father was a wigmaker, but he left home to train and become a sculptor and painter. A craftsman who worked for the Dharma asked him to help in the Karnak Temple.At a banquet held for workers, a stonemason suddenly fell ill, and Braney instinctively hypnotized him and saved him from death.

Although the officials summoned him many times.But he was unmoved at all, and he practiced medicine only to save people all his life. However, the reason why he left the big northern city and went to the small villages in the Thebes area has nothing to do with his occupation. He has another difficult task, and although the chances of success are slim, he will not give up so long as there is a glimmer of hope. When Blarney passed the bushes, he asked the bearers to stop the chair.The air and sunlight were soft and warm, and he found the villagers listening to the smooth sound of flutes.On the cultivated land that had just been irrigated, an old man and two young men were beating the soil with hoes.Seeing this scene, he thought of the season when the pigs and sheep were planting seeds in the wet mud after the flood.

The immeasurable wealth that nature has bestowed on Egypt has been carefully preserved under the labor of the people; in this plain blessed by the gods, eternal happiness springs up day after day. In front of the doctor's house, there was a man squatting on the ground to milk the cows, while a little boy who was helping at the side poured the milk into the tank. Blarney recalls with emotion the middle herds he has stocked, and he has named them all.It is a great blessing to have a cow, because the cow is the embodiment of beauty and tenderness.To the Egyptians, no animal was more attractive than the ox, whose large ears could hear the music of the stars under the patronage of the goddess Hador.The cowherds often sang, "What a day! God bless me, my work is as sweet as honey." (The song and the cow's name are engraved on the tombstone relief from the previous dynasty.) Of course, in the fields Occasionally, the supervisor would remind the cattleman to drive the livestock quickly and not to make a fuss.

Usually, Zhongqun will choose the path he wants to take, and his pace is always unhurried.The old doctor had almost forgotten these simple sights, this peaceful life, this monotonous calm.Here, people are just a part of a series of pictures. The actions of a century are repeated for centuries, the tide rises and ebbs, and the cycle of generations is endless. Suddenly, a powerful voice broke the tranquility of the village. It turned out that the prosecutor was calling the people to the court, while the litigator responsible for maintaining order and security was holding on tightly to a woman who was crying out for injustice.

The court was set under a fig tree.Judge Pazar is only twenty-one years old, but he has been trusted and entrusted by the elders in the village.Usually, the judges are selected by local dignitaries. This person must be an experienced adult. If he is rich, he must be able to be responsible for property rights. Otherwise, he must be responsible for personal behavior. If they commit a crime, the penalty is heavier than that of the murderer. This is to make them enforce the law fairly, and they have to be so regulated. Pazar is tall and thin, with brown hair, a broad and high forehead, piercing green eyes, and a serious attitude that is particularly impressive, and neither anger, tears nor money can shake him he.He listened attentively, observed carefully, sought the truth, and always waited patiently to investigate before speaking his mind.People in the village are occasionally surprised by his meticulousness, but they are still grateful for his willingness to pursue the truth and ability to resolve disputes.He was feared by many because he never accepted a settlement and had a harsh trial, but no one ever questioned his sentence.

Pazar was flanked by eight jurors: the mayor, his wife, two farmers, two artisans, a widow, and an irrigation worker.Every juror is over fifty. Before the judge opened the court, he first worshiped the goddess Maat (Mat is represented by a sitting woman with ostrich feathers on her head, which symbolizes absolute harmony). The law she symbolizes is exactly what human justice should be. Do your best to follow the guidelines. Then he began to read the indictment, and the defendant was the woman who was being escorted by the adjudicator to face the court.A friend of hers sued her for stealing her husband's shovel.Pazar asked the plaintiff to repeat the charges aloud, and then asked the defendant to make an excuse.

The plaintiff stated calmly, while the defendant argued vigorously.According to the law, there is no need for a lawyer at all between a judge and a person directly related to a lawsuit. Pazar ordered the accused to calm down.The plaintiff said she was surprised by the negligence of law enforcement agencies: She reported the facts to Pazar's assistant clerk a month ago, but she was never summoned by the court, and she had to file a second complaint.In this way, the thief has ample time to annihilate the evidence. "Are there any witnesses?" "I saw it," replied the plaintiff.

"Where is the shovel hidden?" "At the defendant's house." The defendant denied it again, and her agitated expression showed in the eyes of the jurors that she was obviously innocent. "We'll search right away," Pazar insisted. The judge must also act as an investigator, personally going to the scene of the crime to corroborate the statements of the witnesses and the conduct of the crime. "You have no right to come into my house!" the defendant yelled. "Are you pleading guilty?" Pazar asked. "No! I am innocent." "It is a serious offense to blatantly lie in court."

"She is the one who lied," said the defendant excitedly. "In this case, she will be severely punished. Are you sure?" Pazar asked, looking directly into the plaintiff's eyes. She nodded. So the court, under the guidance of the adjudicator, shifted the location.The judge conducts the investigation himself.He found the loot in the cellar, the shovel wrapped in a cloth and hidden behind several oil cans.The criminal collapsed to the ground.The jury ordered her to pay the owner double the damages, namely two new shovels.At the same time, those who still lie after taking the oath can be sentenced to hard labor for life, and if murder is involved, they can even be sentenced to death.The thief will have to serve the local temple for several years without compensation.

But just before the jurors were disbanded, Pazar made a shocking verdict: the assistant clerk extended the case-handling procedures and was punished with a cane.According to the sages, everyone's ears are on the back, so he will hear the sound of the stick, and he will be more cautious in the future. "Will your honor hear my case?" Pazar turned around in bewilderment.This voice... is it possible? "It's you!" Blarney and Pazar hugged each other. "You actually came to the village!" "Falling leaves return to their roots." "Come on, let's go down to the fig tree."

The two of them sat on the low stools under the big tree, which were used by the rich people in the village to enjoy the shade. "Remember, Pazar? This is where I revealed your mysterious name after your parents died. Pazar: The prophet who can predict the future...the elders meeting gave you this name, there is nothing wrong with that.Isn't that what a judge needs most? said Blaney. "Well, I was circumcised, people in the village gave me my first loincloth, I lost all my toys, and I ate roast duck and drank red wine. What a lively celebration!" "Quick, you'll be an adult in a blink of an eye." "Too fast?" Pazar asked. "Of course, everyone's pace is different. Do you, in addition to a mature and stable appearance, you also have a pure heart." "Thanks to your teaching." "No, you made it yourself." "It was you who taught me to read and write, let me know the law, and made me study hard. Without you, I might just be a farmer who works with love." Pazar said gratefully. "You are not suitable to be a farmer. Whether a country is great and happy has an absolute relationship with the quality of judges." "Being an envoy of justice...you have to fight every day. Who dares to say that they will never lose?" "You have the will, that's the most important thing." Blaney said, looking at Pazar affirmatively. "This village is a haven of peace. This thankless job can be said to be of no use at all." "Hey, aren't you appointed as the caretaker of the barn?" "The village chief hopes that I can become the manager of Wangtian to avoid disputes during the harvest season. I am not interested in this job at all, and I hope I will not succeed." "It will definitely not happen." "why?" "Because you have another way to go." "I don't understand." "They sent me a mission, Pazar." "Court?" "Memphis Court." "Did I make a mistake?" "On the contrary. The magistrates' inspectors have been speaking very well of your performance for two years. They're sending you to Giza to replace a deceased magistrate—" "Giza? How far away." !" "It's a few days by boat. You live in Memphis." Giza, one of the most prestigious places; Giza, where the Great Pyramid of Cheaps is located, the mysterious energy center that determines the country's peace and happiness, and the place where the reigning pharaoh can enter. "I am very happy in this village. This is the place where I was born, grew up and worked. Leaving here is too much a test for me." "I recommend you highly because I believe Egypt needs you. You are not a selfish person." "Is there no room for another garden?" "You can refuse." "I'm going to think about it." "The human body is wider than a barn, and the body is full of countless answers. Pazar, remember to choose the right one, and keep the wrong answer in prison forever." Pazar walked towards the river bank.At this moment, his life is very happy. He doesn't want to give up his daily work and rest habits and peaceful and happy life. He doesn't want to leave the countryside of Thebes and get lost in the big city.But how could he reject Blarney, the man he admired most?He once swore that as long as Braney said something, no matter what the situation, he would go all out. There was a big magpie on the bank of the river, and it was flying by with a solemn attitude. Then, the magical bird stopped, inserted its long beak into the mud, and looked at the judge beside him. "The animal incarnated by Thoth chose you, and you have no choice." The shepherd Babe lay in the reeds and said in a hoarse voice. Baby was seventy years old and used to cooing but didn't like being restrained.To be alone with the animals was to him the highest happiness.He would not obey orders, so whenever the tax collectors appeared in the village like a flock of sparrows, he would deftly hide in the grass with his knobby stick.Pazar no longer summoned him to appear in court.The old man would never allow anyone to abuse livestock, and whenever this happened, he would teach the abuser a lesson, so the judge regarded him as a vigilante. "Look carefully at that white magpie," Babe insisted. "Its step is just the length of an elbow, and it represents justice. I hope your steps can be the same as Thoth's incarnate bird." , upright and straight. You'll leave, right?" "how do you know?" "Because the white magpie always flies to the distant sky, and it chose you." The old man stood up.His skin had turned brown after exposure to the wind and sun, and he only had a loincloth woven from rushes. "Blarney is the only honest and kind man I know who won't lie to you or hurt you. When you are in the city, beware of those officials, courtiers, and flatterers, they can kill with their mouths alone. " "I don't want to leave this village." "What about me? Do I just want to look around for a goat that steals straw?" Babe disappeared into the reeds after speaking. Immediately the bird flew away, beating its great wings to a rhythm only it knew, and headed north. Blarney saw the answer in Pazar's eyes. "Go to Memphis early next month, stay with me until you take office." "you are leaving?" "I'm retired, but I still have a few patients who need my care, otherwise I would really like to stay." The sedan chair disappeared at the end of the dusty road. The village chief invited Pazar to go. "We've got a tough case to go to, three families are fighting over the ownership of a palm tree." "I know that this case has been entangled for three generations. Let it be handed over to my next judge. If he can't solve it, then wait until I come back to deal with it." "you are leaving?" "The superiors are transferring me to Memphis." "What about the palm tree?" "Just let it grow."