Chapter 3246 Public Trial

Wei Duan was arrested, and his century-old foundation... Maybe not a hundred years? Of course, this is no longer important.

The Weishi Manor collapsed overnight, and it was like a huge rock pouring into a pool, splashing water all over the sky.

The butt has different positions, so the views on this incident are naturally different.

The news came out, shocking the entire Chang'an.

Some people are frightened, some are celebrating, and some are not feeling anything at all.

Whether it is a bloody storm, or a gentle drizzle, days always pass by day, and the sun always rises on the morning of the next day. Even if it is invisible and blocked by clouds, the sun will still be there, and it will not really not exist just because it is invisible.

The storm that the children of the gentry thought was like a thunder in the sky to ordinary people in Chang'an, which seemed loud, but it was just loud...

Whether it is thunder or rain, you always have to eat rice.

Lao Tiantou in the restaurant in Qinglong Temple still set up the noodle stall early according to his old habits, and then he found that there seemed to be a lot more people coming today than before.

Because of the conflict between Cao Fei and the two families, Qinglong Temple is not as lively as before the war. This is common sense. After all, only when the environment is stable and the country is stable can someone specialize in literature and promote civilization. Otherwise, if you have to wake up every morning and don’t know where to sleep at night, what else can you think of developing what civilization?

Of course, if someone thinks cruelty is also a kind of civilization, then it is right...

The noodle stall in Laotiantou has good materials, low prices and real weight.

Meat sauce soup cake, a bowl of three men.

Sucaozi, two articles.

If you want to add some cakes, tofu, chicken eggs, etc., it will be different.

Logically speaking, now that the war is coming, prices have risen a lot, and the prices of this noodle stall should be in line with the market and rise as well, but Lao Tiantou is unwilling to do so. He always feels that his noodle is just worth this price, and no matter how much he wants, he will be greedy.

How can you be greedy when you are a human being?

If you are greedy, can you still be a human being?

"Why is it so lively today?" In the busy interval, Lao Tiantou asked the familiar diners.

The diner patted his thigh, "You don't know this?"

『How can I know?』 Lao Tiantou stared at him, 『Don't he have to look at the stall every day?"

The familiar diner coughed and wanted to keep a little at silence, but unexpectedly, the person next to him exposed it directly, "The public trial and judgment meeting is going to be held..."

"Hey! You..." The familiar diner didn't pretend to be successful and suddenly lost the intention to stay. He snorted a few sips and drank the last soup base, got up, shook his sleeves and shouted, "Receive the account!"

"Eat well!" Lao Tiantou responded with a smile, gathered the money, collected the dishes and chopsticks, and then turned around to ask the diner who had just spoken out, "Public trial? Who is the sentence again this time?"

"Wu, have you heard of it?" said the diner who spoke from behind.

"Wei Shi? Which Wei Shi?" asked Lao Tiantou.

The diner held a noodle bowl and drank the soup while a few words popped up, "Who else can you?"

"It's really that?" Old Tiantou stared at him.

Even a little person like him had heard of the name of Wei Shi in Guanzhong, but he didn't expect that today...

"How is it? Go and see?" asked the diner.

Lao Tiantou hesitated for a moment, and finally shook his head, "Don't go! No way, this stall cannot be separated from others!"

The diner nodded, smiled, and said nothing.

After finishing the noodles, he exhaled, and the diner put down the bowl and praised him, "Comfortable! I've been eating it for a long time, and it still tastes the same, it's so good!"

When Lao Tiantou heard this, every wrinkle on his face seemed to be laughing, "That's it! It's just for this smell! No matter when you come, it will be the same smell!"

The diner nodded and smiled.

The upper level is changing, and when it falls to the bottom, it is still a meal.

Noodles should have the flavor of noodles.

People also need humanity.

If the taste changes, noodles are not noodles, and people are not people anymore.

Kan Ze was wearing a gray cloth robe and stared at the diners who were leaving under the hat.

He knew the diner who had just left.

In fact, because of work, Kan Ze knew many people, but many people didn't know him. The reason is very simple. Kan Ze has a completely popular face. He has a square face, but only this square one. He has neither the handsome face of some people nor the beautiful beards of others. He has a very ordinary appearance. If he had a Xie Feng crown, it would have been easier for others to recognize him. Now he is wearing an ordinary gray cloth robe without any decoration, with his hair scattered and a straw hat, which is simply no different from ordinary people.

"Come on soup cake!" After Kan Ze sat down, he shouted, "Add two, add a pancake and an egg, if it's missing, I'll turn your stall!"

When Lao Tiantou heard this, he knew that a regular customer had arrived. He quickly answered and opened the valve covered by the furnace vent hole. While stepping on the blower and increasing the firepower, he stepped on the bottom of the soup pot.

The noodles are all hand-rolled noodles. Although the flour is a little yellow and black due to the limitations of the fineness of the ingredients, it is still vigorous, rolling in the hot soup, floating and floating, as if singing something.

"Old Tiantou, how good business has been recently?" Kan Ze took off his hat and put it beside him. While waiting for the noodles to be cooked, he asked, "Is anyone here to collect black money?"

Old Tiantou laughed, "I'm so lucky to ask the guest! I've been doing well recently! I just hope that the General of the Cavalry will win quickly, and I'll be happy for the old man!"

Kan Ze also laughed, "What's wrong, Lao Tiantou, are you looking forward to the victory of the cavalry?"

"It's not that." Lao Tiantou was fetching noodles with a grate made of bamboo, and said, "General Cavalry is a good person! This good person should win! Otherwise, how can he survive in this world?"

Kan Ze smiled and nodded.

The noodles were served, and Lao Tiantou also took another small frame made of vine grass, put the cooked cakes and eggs, and delivered them to Kan Ze together, "Customer and use them slowly!"

Lao Tiantou smiled honestly, and then he brought a small pickle dish with quick hands and feet. "Don't dislike it when pickling your own food, please don't dislike it!"

Kan Ze nodded, then picked up the chopsticks, mixed the sauce in a large noodle bowl, picked up a chopstick noodles, blew it, and sucked it into his mouth.

The fragrance of fat, the sourness of vinegar, and the purity of the surface bloom together.

"What's wrong with Li!"

Kan Ze sighed with emotion.

Lao Tiantou seemed to have received the highest reward, and his eyes narrowed into a line with a smile.

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Before the public verdict was held, officials of all sizes of Qinglong Temple, led by Ni Heng, began to arrange them.

On the high platform of the square, we should remove all the original topics of classics and thesis, replace them with solemn black and red flags, and set up fences around the platform to separate out the aisles to prevent too many people from pushing and trampling each other.

Ni Heng took the clerks from Qinglong Temple to hang wooden signs specially made on the corridors on both sides of the square.

These wooden signs are specially made, each piece is more than one person tall. When hung on the edge of the corridor, they need to be hung on the eaves.

The characters on the wooden sign are also larger in size to ensure that even if they are far away, they can be seen generally clearly...

What hangs on the left corridor:

"Creating fake accounts to embezzle salary"

"Corruption and misleading the law to buy official positions"

On the right corridor is hanging:

"Blatantly seeking bribes to make a living"

"Eat and get a stolen money to make money"

Ni Heng looked left, looked right, smiled, and shouted loudly: "Be careful! Be more straight! If the top is not straight, the bottom is crooked!"

A small official came to Ni Heng, then looked at the words on the wooden sign and said with some concern: "You are engaged in this... the wooden sign is written so clearly, hasn't it taught others how to be corrupt?"

Ni Heng looked at the little official, "Then what do you think should be?"

The little official was a little worried, but he also knew that under normal circumstances, Ni Heng would not go crazy, and he didn't care much about the difference between superiors and inferiors. So even when he saw Ni Heng's eyes rolling, he still expressed his doubts. "I just think that the people should know that officials have so many corruption methods... It seems not very good... We just need to prove that those officials are corrupt and then arrest them and punish them? Why do we still have to explain it in such detail?"

『This is called details?』 Ni Heng laughed and immediately said,『The eight methods and sixteen styles of corrupt officials, elegance, market, stealing, breaking, rushing, shocking, emptying, and exhausting, these are not written down! What is this?!"

The little official was shocked, his pupils were shaking, and he suddenly felt that some door was open to him...

Ni Heng turned his head and stared at the little official coldly.

The little official woke up immediately, quickly shrank his head and went busy with what he had at hand. After Ni Heng stopped staring at him, he took a breath after walking away, and muttered to the other little officials around him: "I'm scared to death... You are engaged in that look..."

"What are you going to provoke him again?" Another minor official also whispered, "Just be busy with our own affairs..."

"Yes." The little official nodded.

After a while, the little official couldn't control his curiosity. He leaned closer and whispered, "Hey, I said, do you know the eight methods and sixteen ways of corrupt officials?"

"Ahhh? What?" Another stern official stared wide, "What did you say?"

"Eight methods and sixteen styles..." The little official repeated it again

Another little official didn't listen to it. He thought it was a move used for certain special scenes, so he bent his eyes, "Hehe, I didn't expect you, who has thick eyebrows and big eyes... and you also study these..."

"(⊙_⊙)What?" The little official stared wide, "I mean corruption! Corrupt! Do you understand? The eight methods and sixteen ways of corruption!"

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To be continued...