The next morning.

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

Han Laosan only now understands that it is so important to have a good reputation in this world.

But now it seems that it is too late to regret it.

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

The scolding sound in the sky didn't even seem to be able to stop the four big characters hanging above the mirror.

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

The facts of the case are very clear, one hooligan robbed another hooligan of five taels of silver.

Adults were killed, children were seriously injured, and the silver was lost in the casino.

The neighbors of Five Feet Lane came to testify.

You talk to me about the image of a scumbag with sores on the top of his head and pus on the soles of his feet.

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

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

He didn't speak, but watched quietly.

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

The lobby quickly fell silent again, waiting for the young official above to speak.

But he never thought that the adult saw that they were no longer noisy.

Dryly said two words: "Retire." Then he turned and walked away.

Only the aunts and uncles in the hall were left speechless.

In Wuqi Lane, in the courtyard of Abu's house, the young man sat in a wheelchair eating pancakes made by An Ning, and asked the neighbor's uncle to borrow the noodles.

Cakes made of coarse grains will choke to death after a few bites, and young people have not been accustomed to eating them for many years.

The courtyard door was open.

An Ning saw from a distance a man in a purple official uniform walking with something.

Looking back at his master, he saw that he was unresponsive.

So he went into the house to take care of Ah Fu.

When the official entered the courtyard, he did not speak, but put the gift he was carrying at the door of the house.

Turning around, he walked towards the corpse of the poor scholar.

Lift the straw mat and take a closer look at the knife edge.

After looking at it for a while, he covered the straw mat again and set his eyes on the room.

His brow furrowed.

After thinking for a moment, the official turned and left, leaving not 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 bite, then took another bite of the pancake 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 Hou family will come out.

Shanhai Academy has been sending officials to Zhaoguo for many years.

The son of the Hou family put the bookcase 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, people set off from Shanhai Academy, and those who go out from here seem to be labeled as high-quality.

The magnates have invested a lot of resources here, and these scholars have gone back to maintain the power of these magnates.

The Hou family is also one of these elites.

The difference is that there is a scholar in the back family.

The young masters of aristocratic families are used to being pampered, and it is not easy to read.

Generally, aristocratic families will select a few poor scholars and arrange their food, clothing, housing and transportation to the network resources after leaving office.

To put it bluntly, it is to raise him, let him take care of his house, and bite people.

Of course, I won't worry about people biting back, there are only a few circles of the powerful.

Whatever is owned by whoever owns it, it belongs to whom.

Whoever dares to stretch out his hand indiscriminately will chop off his claws, which is called a community of interests.

There are many other places that have the same purpose as Shanhai Academy, after all, eggs cannot be placed in the same basket.

However, Shanhai Academy is the best choice, and the elites have never questioned this.

So these magnates who have invested here and the officials they have elected form the Shanhai faction.

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

Now, what they lack is a leader who is authoritative enough.

A great talent who is enough to match the phase.

A great talent who is good enough to protect the Shanhai faction in the chaos.

And chaos, perhaps, will come soon.

It is said that among the younger generation of Zhaoguo, there are four people who are very powerful.

There is a scholar with the surname Hou, who has read a lot of books in Shanhai Academy, and is now on his way to Jinling.

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

There is a fourth-grade official who is the youngest since the founding of the People's Republic of China, and he is trying the case in the lobby.

There is also a monk with a brain problem, I don't know where to beg, they call it Huayuan.