But then again, it would be a bit fanciful to want to gain a "local advantage" over public opinion in the new Elta, which has no internet, and to be unarmed against the central government, which has the means of broadcasting, newspapers, etc.

After the trial date was decided, all the central government media acted in tandem with the government to seal the lawsuit and keep it cold.

In the days that followed, the civilians of Cierta followed suit in putting the matter behind them.

First of all, the introduction and solution of the new currency system has rightfully occupied the attention of the vast majority of the common people. Almost everyone will discuss: can this be used until the end of this year, should it be kept or exchanged? Is the value retained, or is the value changed?

Smarter people would also wonder if this is a sign of indiscriminate currency issuance and the government's shift to creditlessness? You must know that the old Elta Empire and the previous kingdoms of all sizes also took advantage of the opportunity to issue new coins to remint many new coins with good quality old coins to reduce the precious metal content, but keep the value of the currency unchanged for a short period of time, and take the opportunity to circle a large amount of money......

Someone wants to ask, and naturally someone will answer. In the next day or two, the billboards in each city and the newspapers in each region were all replaced with content introducing the new currency.

This Elta's currency reform is actually a two-stage reform. The first period is from March until the end of the year, during which the mixing of renminbi and Egyptian yuan and other denominations is allowed, but all businesses and institutions related to the central government, including the newly established "Elta Bank of Communications", have an attitude towards renminbi only in and out, and change and withdrawals are all carried out only in Elta dollars.

After this period, the renminbi lost its legitimacy as the currency of Elta, which had only one currency in circulation. This can be regarded as China's intention to make a corresponding responsibility cut with Elta, and it also marks one of the key nodes in the process of China's transformation from Elta's "puppet controller" to "educator".

The Elta Empire will eventually stand on its own feet. Whether on the radio or in the newspapers, this crucial epilogue inexplicably won the unanimous trust of the Eltas. Within a few days, even the public consultation stage of the currency reform was smooth sailing.

After the currency reform, newspapers and radio continued to live up to expectations: today is the first mission of the Elta Imperial Navy's first ship-breaking liberation; Tomorrow is the inaugural voyage of a merchant delegation visiting the mainland of Bashevia; The day after tomorrow, it was followed by an important passage connecting the shield city and Garcia, and the Canijor road and railway bridge was opened to traffic......

The big news is one after another, which makes people dizzy. Under such a density of information that can be called "bombardment", it can also be said that it is very difficult to promote something that deviates from the main theme - this is the case for both the nobles and Han Deshan's side.

Both Han Deshang and Wang Liqun soon discovered that the only way they could influence civilians was to influence civilians outside the urban settlements of Sierta - because the civilians in front of them were already under the propaganda of the central government. In the days when the newcomers were delayed, they could only huddle in their workplaces, talking out the window and in the class about how good the Elta Navy could do, what the new coins would look like, and how long it would take to take the train to Garcia in the new capital.

In the upbeat rhythm of the music that filled the health club, time quickly slipped by and two weeks passed, and the day before the court date was almost forgotten by the parties involved, the Elta Pioneer Daily published such a news in its bulletin page.

The gist of this news is probably that there will be such a public trial in the court in Mendong City tomorrow. Who the original defendant was, and probably everything he had committed was all brought aside. Of course, the focus of the press is to highlight a few points that visitors need to pay attention to, the time of arrival and the availability of seats......

The tone of the news is very calm, as if it is introducing such a tourist attraction to citizens and friends, such as the production line of the second meat processing plant in Mendong City and the newly opened Seongnam Citizen Park.

But it was this gentle narrative that made many civilians in Mendong City remember that there was such a public case, and then patted their heads and decided to watch it on tomorrow's Saturday and Sunday.

"Anyway, the people in the other world have decided to relax the restrictions, let's go to this official court to try the case, so that the poor coachman won't lose the lawsuit again, right?"

That's what most people think. And Han Deshang pinched the newspaper and stared at the news from the beginning to the bottom, and after reading it three times, he could only put down the newspaper and sigh at the ceiling:

"It's over."

He knew very well that once the above was so calm, there must be some strategy to break the enemy. This is good, he doesn't even have to go to the trial scene tomorrow - the result is already a certainty, if Ronaco's little survivor will definitely fail - and he will become a negative teaching material for Chinese, and he will never be able to turn over.

The next morning, the door of the Mendong City Court was indeed crowded with people. Shaya and Earl Finnmere, who had arrived early, walked through the gate under the gaze of everyone. But when the time for the trial came, the defendant didn't even see a shadow on his side.

It can be said that not only the onlookers did not know what the lineup of the defendants was, but even the Elta people in the courtroom, and even the Chinese, had never seen what the defendants' defense lawyers looked like -- for those few names on paper, there was no shadow in the personnel system at all.

Even the collegial panel, which was stipulated to be confirmed before the trial, was an empty shell with a name. As for where the hell are these people? The Mendong City Court only received assurances that people would come, but they didn't see any specific people in the past two weeks.

The wise people had already discovered the facts they were suspected, and guessed that the group that set up the bureau to pit the noble plaintiffs must be drawn from the country, and all the local channels in Mendong City must be kept strictly secret.

It is true that the inner ghost may have his hands and eyes and can get enough information to make the Chinese head bigger than a lantern, but it is impossible for him to know what the collegial panel, the judges, and the lawyers on the other side of the portal are thinking and preparing through the portal, even if they know each other.

And the more obtuse people only now saw some clues from the cars escorted by special cars on the street. After a second-generation warrior who would only belong to the People's Liberation Army opened the way, it was followed by an electric bus that was pitch black.

The first to get out of the carriage were the coachman Kurchina's newly grown son and his mother. As for what followed, it was the five-member lawyer team to which the defendant belonged.

Not surprisingly, this group of lawyers is full of fresh faces. And the same is true of the members of the collegial panel who came down later. By this point, it was clear to all those who stood within the walls that the battle had been settled - and even the "non-existent" inner ghost must be helpless about it: unless he had given up his life, in order to save the reputation of the Joronaco family and the last glimmer of hope for the nobility.

Fenmere, who had been placed to sit in the courtroom, felt a faint sense of unease. In the empty and solemn courtroom, in addition to the mahogany table, mahogany chairs, mahogany table, and the row of chairs in the back, there was only a few police officers walking back and forth outside the screen in front, and they were the only ones.

As he cowered and wondered if the policemen with batons at their waists would want to do something against them, the door to the side of the court finally opened. As soon as Count Finmere turned his head, he saw little Kulchin's face, which was very different from his father's, and the two jewels set on it were staring at him angrily—his father's face could be regarded as round, but his face was as sharp as death, and it made Count Finmere look a little weak.

The two defendants were followed by their "agents". Finnmere had just been stared at by little Kulcin in a very weak heart, and now he was even more unpleasant when he saw it—each of the agents behind him had a very powerful-looking loose-leaf book in his armpit, and his head was held high, and his whole body was full of confidence......

Femmer was thinking about how to read the plan to break the enemy in their faces, but the judge and the collegial panel, the clerk were already in place. Until the auditorium was full, and the combed hair of Count Fenmere was covered with oily sweat, he could not think of anything ugly, only dizzy.

The thoughts in my head are left and right; The one on the left thinks about using the old laws of the Elta Empire, but the head on the right reminds him not to forget the "trick plan" that has been destroyed; After a while, the left and right sides of the head had already begun to conjure up a small person's big fight, an uppercut on the left and a whip leg on the right. There is no winner yet. The clerk's shout was like a falling sky, crushing the two little people to pieces.

"The case of Shaya Monzonkotan against Kurchin Tskitizro is about to go to trial! Did the plaintiff appear in court? ”

Shaya hurriedly stood up and replied, "The little one is in court", which caused a chuckle from the knowledgeable people opposite and in the auditorium. The clerk was so embarrassed that she couldn't hold her face, so she had to ask her to sit down with a smiling face.

"Did the plaintiff's attorney appear in court?"

At this moment, the little man in the head of the Count of Finnmere had not yet crawled out of the falling sky. The clerk's words had been on the ground for a long time, and he still sat there like a dead statue.

"Did the plaintiff's attorney appear in court?" The clerk visibly cast an impatient glance at the Earl of Finnmere. This time he finally connected his nerves, stood up in a panic, trembling, and pushed the chair behind his ass to the point of collapse.

"Count Fimmir-Terulazi is here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the chair behind his ass slammed into the ground, echoing in an instant. The entire courtroom was silent for a moment, and suddenly burst into unanimous, uncontrollable laughter.