"Xiao Jing, what are you so much..." Dean Zhao frowned and wanted to blame the person.

However, thinking about the abnormal development of Tu Education today, he swallowed the rest back into his stomach.

Jing Junhong has always not known the meaning behind the storybook. After he went home last night, there was a social event. He boasted at the dinner table with smugness. My student won the first place in the essay contest, so he came late... It was an essay contest in the county.

Those who dated him were all making and revisited, so everyone asked, what did the little guy write?

Teacher Jing had read "Saving the Warrior Lei Feng" and started talking to everyone. Finally, he said, "I don't know how to get the first place in the storybook, but no matter what, that's my student."

Three cobblers can beat Zhuge Liang. After everyone analyzed it, they concluded that it is the right time to embellish Guangzong today!

Teacher Jing was drunk and turned into cold sweats. I went, why did I get involved in such a big deal?

We can’t even bear to drink more meat and vegetables when we drink tonight.

But no matter what, he realized the weight of this story. Seeing that Dean Zhao was about to cause trouble, he hurriedly reminded him - he didn't dare to say anything more.

Zhao Pingchuan looked puzzled and let the little teacher come over and whisper in his ear.

After hearing this, he nodded slightly, turned his head and stared at Tu Yuanqing: Damn the one with the surname Ma, he actually dug a hole for me?

But now, it wasn't the time to care about this, his face darkened, "It's true that the nature is bad, save people first... Look at how to arrest the murderer as soon as possible?"

Do you dare to set a trap for me? Don't worry, you can't escape.

Everyone began to treat Li Yongsheng, but Tu Yuanqing's face looked a little unpleasant, "I'm here to inform the people. This is Boling Ben Monastery. Brother Hirakawa, you have the final say."

"Don't talk," Zhao Pingchuan was a little impatient. He was just like this. Although he was the boss of this monastery, he often did not hide his personal feelings.

So he said directly, "I don't even know what he wrote, but Yuan Qing, you know."

Damn it, Tu Yuanqing kept scolding in her heart, but she refused to show weakness, "So you have this attitude towards writing... You don't even read it?"

This is another heart-killing statement, but Dean Zhao ignored him at all, "I went to Shannan when I was writing an article."

He did go to Shannan for business, but his mind turned around: the wet nurse today comes from Shannan!

Well, these topics are a bit too far away. When Tu Yuanqing finds out that she really can't get rid of the suspicion, she can no longer stay out of the matter, "Check... who might have done it!"

Soon, someone discovered that the wound on Li Yongsheng's back was not flat but round, and some even pointed out that this seemed to be poked with an umbrella tip.

Li Yongsheng's twisted umbrella was not sharp at all. The umbrellas used by ordinary people were all round-headed. When it comes to poking people with the tip of the umbrella, everyone vaguely guessed that it was the gangsters in society who started.

Even if there is a direction for detection, everyone immediately collected a few footprints at the corner in front of the storefront that Li Yongsheng had just obtained.

It was raining and the footprints were blurred, but there was no doubt that these were today's footprints, otherwise they would not be able to see them at all.

The house assigned to Li Yongsheng by the monastery was in the southwest corner, and there were not many people passing by, but the footprints were in the northeast corner of the house - most people rarely walked to this position unless they had ulterior motives.

President Song expressed his opinion in a timely manner, "I think this thief is planning."

Nonsense must be planned, you should say this? Mr. Zhao glared at him fiercely.

After a while, the grudges and entanglements of this house also reached everyone's ears.

Generally speaking, the dean and the deputy education chief will not intervene in such small matters, and the level is too low - just make some money by lying on the ground.

But now things are big, so you can't stop intervening!

Tu Yuanqing is a teaching room and is busy with the scene. After hearing about cause and effect, she stopped running around. She just said with a dark face, "It turns out that Boling Ben Monastery also has such unstable factors... I'll catch it."

In fact, he was instructing the people from this monastery to express his opinion now.

But President Zhao Pingchuan and Vice President Song Jiayuan were in trouble. They had to catch people - this is the ground of Boben's own home.

President Zhao was anxious and wanted all the students to stop their homework and come out to arrest people together. However, he didn't believe that Bo's college, who became serious, could not catch a few laozis.

He didn't want to do this, but this was too big to bear the monastery.

Song Jiayuan was more calm than him, so he said to Dean Zhao, this was originally a small matter, and it was a big fanfare, but it was actually a slander for today's throne ceremony - are you right?

When President Zhao thought about it, he was indeed so reasonable. So, keep a low profile and arrest all the bastards.

When these lazis extorted Li Yongsheng, they relied on the other party that they had no evidence and had no choice but to do what they wanted to do. But what did the government really do? Will they care if there is any evidence?

Soon, three ravens were caught, two of them were caught from the bed - the spring rain was drizzling and the chilly cold, and everyone was sleeping back to their sleep.

Among the three people, one of them was a thin bamboo pole. When he was caught, he didn't care at all and kept shouting, "Li Yongsheng is just not dealt with. I'm not afraid to say that, I'm really dissatisfied with him, but do you have any evidence?"

For evidence, he caught him and threw him into the mud.

Then a black-faced man came over, grinned his face, and pinched his fingers, "Where were you this morning?"

In the afternoon, Li Yongsheng was still not awake. At this time, our monastery had already captured Zeng Qiude.

The sect of the earth once asked for virtue. They were dominant in this monastery, and no one dared to mess with it. However, when it comes to the throne celebration today, the monastery called it true, and it was really nothing.

These people all say that they were not present at the time, but many people did not have sufficient evidence.

Like the thin bamboo pole, I was sleeping at home. As for whom I asked for proof - will you find someone to prove it when you sleep?

Zeng Qiude has the most evidence. He gambling all night at Yinyue Villa and lost 60 silver dollars. Too many people can prove it.

But the monastery ignored it at all. Yes, you might not be there at the scene at that time, but... can you prove that you didn't buy a murderer?

Among these people, Zeng Qiude was arrested, which had the most objection, but no one dared to raise objections. Tu Yuanqing didn't even dare to say anything - this is something that can be related to educational housing.

As for the three-day deadline proposed by the man in the long gown, it turned into a bubble under such a fierce blow.

In fact, after hearing the news of the wind, the man in the long-dressed man ran away. After a stick of incense, the security guard came to pick up the people, but he couldn't find them anymore - some people were also very sensitive to the political trend.

The man's mother in the long-gown man was also invited by the security guard - she was also the teacher of Bolingben Monastery.

Although she couldn't stand her son's actions and drove him out of the house, who would dare not ask her in the face of such a major event?

In the evening, Li Yongsheng finally woke up. He said that he planned to go to the monastery for breakfast. He thought that he was the best in the county and was in a state of great excitement. Unexpectedly, he was shocked and lost consciousness.

As for who attacked him, he didn't know.

But he believed that the monastery would give him an explanation.

Unfortunately, he may not be able to attend the award ceremony three days later.

Tu Yuanqing's face is blue, red and white. What's wrong with this?

No matter what, three days later, the county essay award was collected by the commander Jing Junhong - Li Yongsheng was lying on the bed and couldn't even get up.

However, the rental housing problem that troubled him was completely solved. The monastery destroyed the gang of Laizi, and Zeng Qiude was held responsible.

However, the housing fees that Zeng Qiude had previously owed were still in the category of "unspeakable" and no one pursued them.

Interestingly, that thin bamboo pole is basically considered the murderer. Who made that guy like to play with an umbrella?

And on the day of the incident, he was sleeping at home and no one gave a certificate.

Zeng Qiude was the first to be released. He had many gambling witnesses that night. The key was... he paid a deposit of 100 silver dollars, so he went out.

Others also paid out insurance one after another. Because this matter was very sensitive, Li Yongsheng, as the top scholar in the county, did not receive the award, which caused many associations, so the insurance premiums for these perpetrators were also quite high.

On the afternoon of the day when he received the award, Li Yongsheng went to the hospital's security department and saw the detained thin bamboo pole.

The thin bamboo pole is called Feng Yang. He is currently being scrupulously damaged by the monastery's security. It is said that this matter can be transferred to the government, but the Educational and Boling Monastery agree that it is not appropriate to hand it over to the government for the time being.

In fact, this monastery is qualified to handle similar matters, and except for the inability to judge, everything else can be done.

If you are beaten to death during the execution, you deserve to be unlucky. This monastery only needs to report to the government: someone is weak and sick and cannot withstand the torture, this... is purely an accident.

This thin bamboo pole was constantly ravaged by many security guards and was no longer a personal example. However, when he saw Li Yongsheng, he still cursed, and there were so many unambiguous things in the society.

Li Yongsheng looked at him for a while and nodded with confidence, "It's this person who has repeatedly come to my room to make trouble. He is the most active and threatens to stab me to death with an umbrella."

What he said was the truth, there was no exaggeration at all - other gangsters had proved it long ago.

"Mr. Feng just hates that he didn't kill you at that time." Shou Zhugan's face was swollen like a pig's head, and there was no good piece of meat on his body, and his clothes were tied in one by one, but his mouth refused to give in.

This kind of stubbornness is actually quite a headache. Putting aside the combat power, it is like a hob, and not taking your life seriously.
Chapter completed!