"Senior Brother," she smiled and stuck it over.

Cui Minzhi was one head and two big, "Okay, I'll go."

"It's great," Yuan Baoer smiled and waved his hand, and went to find the next target.

Cui Minzhi shook her head. He is a junior sister, but she is so beautiful that no one can compare to her.

Half an hour later, a sign was posted next to the high platform.

If you say you are right, he says he is right. Go to the stage to argue and see who is right.

The words are very simple and you can understand it at a glance.

Among the crowd watching the fun, the scholar spoke first, "Isn't it really a discussion about the Dharma?"

The servant who posted the sign smiled and said, "If you want to discuss the law, go to the government office, we will discuss the matter here."

Everyone exploded with a coaxing sound.

"After all, things can never escape the word "reason," Xiaosifeng made a turn, "As for the rest, we can't control it."

He bowed with a smile and retreated.

The scholars looked at each other, not sure what was going on.

The people were also a little confused. They had always thought this place was for scholars to debate, but who would have thought that they would have a share too.

In the teahouse not far away, Yuan Baoer smiled and bowed to the adults, "Is this illegal?"

Of course not to commit it.

Cui Minzhi pinched the handle of the fan and tapped her palm lightly, "Sliding head."

Yuan Baoer laughed and pointed to the private room, "I have been booking here for three months. If you have time, come here, so you can have enough tea."

Cui Minzhi's smile became a little stronger.

This is to earn goodwill in advance so that they can show mercy when they are revised in the future.

The few who were forced to come here bowed their hands with nonchalant care, glanced at the platform a few times, and then retreated.

On the side of the high platform, an old man came over tremblingly, "I don't understand something, I don't know if I can talk about it."

He had a strong accent and he was a foreigner at first.

The servant who had just avoided quickly stepped forward and invited the person to the stage.

Due to previous publicity, many people gathered in the audience. When the old man saw so many people, he was so scared that his hands and feet were trembling.

The servant poured him a cup of tea, and waited for him to take a few sips before he said warmly: "Do you want to put the screen?"

The old man didn't understand what it meant. The servant pointed to the screen next to him and whispered: "I can't see them in front of you."

The old man nodded immediately.

The servant instructed the person to set the screen, and the old man drank another cup of tea before speaking, "My hometown was flooded two years ago. Our family fled to famine. We wanted to live, but the years are not good, and it is difficult for everyone. We will be in our hometown again after we have been in winter."

"But after going back, they said that my land is not my home. They have a land deed, and we were soaked in big water in the early years."

"We have no choice but to come back, but all the hardships of our family, my family is dead, and I'm the only one left. I just want to know why my land is gone."

The old man choked and finished his doubts. The whole audience was silent, and he could only hear the whimpering cry behind the screen.

The servant sighed and stood by the high platform, "Can anyone please help him?"

The crowd was in a state of chaos, and a scholar stood up, "There are houses and lands, and everything has its own support to make a decision. Otherwise, the land in Daxia is more than tens of millions of acres. If you say it is yours, and he says it is his, wouldn't it be a mess?"

"But I have been planting for decades, why did I go out and come back and I won't be mine?"

The old man's clumsy defense.

The scholar smiled faintly, "The tenants may also be the ones who have planted for decades."

The old man suddenly stopped talking.

The classmates around the scholar immediately showed admiration and appreciation.

The scholar smiled faintly, but there was a smugness in his eyes.

Yuan Baoer looked at him condescendingly with a cold expression.

Cui Minzhi once measured the land with her and knew the tricks best.

He sighed, "Talking about war on paper, talking about scholars."

"But such a scholar will be the pillars of my Daxia in the future," Yuan Baoer looked at the officials who were standing across the street and did not leave.

Cui Minzhi said, "They are in contact with this level, and with their current abilities, they can only see appearances."

"The most terrifying thing is that they are satisfied like this," Yuan Baoer's expression became increasingly faint as he watched the old man stagger away.

Cui Minzhi felt something was wrong and raised her head to see her cousin's face from the opposite side.

When Cui Jiu saw Cui Minzhi, he shrank his head and stopped showing his head.

Cui Minzhi was helpless, "You called Cui Jiu too?"

Yuan Baoer blinked twice, looking at him, and looked at him with a look of what you said.

Cui Minzhi knew Yuan Baoer very well, "Stop pretending."

Yuan Baoer laughed, "Since you have promised to help, you are standing aside with us. Xiaojiu is the editor-in-chief. How can she know the sufferings of the people and how can she practice the law if she doesn't come."

Cui Minzhi shook her head, "Whatever you want, but there is one, let her hide it, otherwise if something happens, don't blame me for not helping me."

Yuan Baoer nodded and understood who he was talking about.

At this time, the officials downstairs had already left.

But no one came up on the platform.

After a bad start, Yuan Baoer's face was a little bad. She thought about it and thought of someone.

That is Han Anyun.

Han Anyun was diligent and diligent. He had read all the books in the Library, and it can be said that he was far more profound than others.

Moreover, he has persistence in his heart, but it is not smooth. He has kindness and empathy, and more importantly, he is willing to take action on this.

I have to say that Han Anyun's venting and leaking fluids made Yuan Baoer have a very good impression of him.

There is only one shortcoming, that is, it is that it comes from a noble family, and because of her cousin, the Han family was almost completely rejected.

She rushed to the academy and asked the mountain chief where he was now.

The mountain leader knew, "He is now home."

“Why?”

Yuan Baoer was surprised.

The mountain captain shook his head, "After something happened at his family, the elders followed him. He helped the coffin back to the ancestral land, but he never came back."

"You have something to ask him for?"

Yuan Baoer nodded and talked about her plight.

"My senior brother is good at abilities and has strong abilities. I want him to help those poor people argue a few words."

The mountain captain shook his head, "You are going to put him on the fire and roast him."

"But isn't this a ladder to heaven?"

Yuan Baoer said: "Now the selection of officials is still a recommendation system. Now the court is controlled by both the left and right. The senior brother's current situation will definitely not be helpful. He is not a humble person. Instead of spending a whole life, it is better to find another way. Maybe everyone and His Majesty know him."
Chapter completed!