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Chapter 3 Avalanche

The next morning.

Old people often say that in an avalanche, no snowflake is innocent.

Only now did Han Laosan understand that in this world, having a good reputation is so important.

But now I regret it, it seems a little too late.

When he knelt in court, he realized what he was like in the eyes of others.

The sky was full of curses, and even the four big characters hanging in the mirror above my head seemed unable to stop them.

Han Laosan thought about what to say in defense for a long time, but now he couldn't say a word.

The facts of the case are very clear. One gangster robbed another gangster's five taels of silver.

He killed an adult, seriously injured a child, and lost all his money in the casino.

The neighbors in Wuchi Lane came to testify.

You talked to me, talking about a scumbag with sores on his head and pus on his feet.

It seems that at this time, if you don't scold Han Laosan, you are not worthy of being a human being.

Li Han sat in the lobby and looked at the noisy vegetable market in front of him.

He said nothing and watched quietly.

After arguing for a long time about how to convict Han Laosan, everyone in the hall seemed to remember that the person who judged the case was still sitting up there.

The lobby soon became quiet again, waiting for the young official above to speak.

But I never thought that the adult would stop arguing after seeing them.

He said two words dryly: "Retreat." Then he turned around and left.

The whole house was left with adults and aunts looking at each other in silence.

In Wuchi Lane, in the yard of Abu's house, a young man is sitting in a wheelchair eating pancakes made by An Ning. The dough was borrowed from a neighbor's uncle.

Pancakes made from whole grains can make people choke to death after a few bites, and young people cannot get used to it after eating them for many years.

The courtyard door is open.

An Ning saw a man in purple official uniform coming from a distance carrying something.

Looking back at his master, he found that he had no reaction.

So I went into the house to take care of Ah Bu.

The official entered the courtyard, did not speak, and placed the gift in his hand at the door of the house.

He turned around and walked towards the body of the poor scholar.

He opened the straw mat and carefully observed the knife edge.

After looking at it for a while, he covered the straw mat again and looked into the house.

His brows furrowed.

After thinking for a moment, the official turned and left without leaving a word.

"Master, does he know?" An Ning brought out a bowl of porridge from the house.

The young man took it, took a big sip, then took another mouthful of pancakes and said something vaguely.

"Who knows."

After the official left, he went to the pharmacy again, chatted with the doctor who bandaged Abu, and then went back.

Shanhai Academy.

Today is the day when the eldest son of the family will become an official.

Shanhai Academy has been transporting officials to Zhao State for many years.

The young master of the family put his book box on his back and left the academy where he had lived for a long time.

If you leave, you may never come back.

Every year there are people starting from Shanhai Academy, and those who go out from here seem to be labeled with high quality.

Various powerful families invested a lot of resources here, and these scholars went back to maintain the power of these powerful people.

The descendants are also one of these powerful people.

The difference is that a scholar came out of his family.

Young men from aristocratic families are used to being pampered and have a hard time studying.

Generally, aristocratic families would select a few poor scholars and arrange their food, clothing, housing and transportation, as well as their connections and resources after becoming an official.

To put it bluntly, you just raise him and let him look after your house and bite people.

Of course, you won’t worry about others biting you, as there are only a few circles of powerful people.

Whatever belongs to someone belongs to that person.

Whoever dares to stretch out his hand will have his claws chopped off. This is called a community of interests.

There are many places with the same purpose as Shanhai Academy. After all, eggs cannot be put in the same basket.

However, Shanhai Academy is the best choice, and the dignitaries have never doubted this.

So these dignitaries who had invested here and their chosen officials formed the Shanhai Faction.

The people of Shanhai Sect have carefully maintained their territory for many years, and finally formed a larger force.

But now, what they lack is a leader with enough authority.

A talented person who matches the aspect well enough.

A great talent who can protect the Shanhai Sect in chaos.

And chaos may come soon.

It is said that among the young generation of Zhao State, there are four very powerful people.

There is a scholar named Hou who has read a lot of books at Shanhai Academy and is now on his way to Jinling.

There was a lame man in a wheelchair. I heard that he had arrived in Jinling City.

There was a fourth-grade official, the youngest since the founding of the People's Republic of China, who was reviewing a case in the lobby.

There is also a mentally ill monk who is still begging for money. They call it alms in Buddhism.


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