The branch at the dock was completed two days ahead of schedule. Han Zeyu praised everyone for not deliberately slowing down the progress.
Since the construction period was shortened, the daily wages were naturally reduced by two days. Han Zeyu rounded it up for everyone and gave each person 300 Wen.
Everyone got half a day's extra wages and decided to go for a walk on the street. After all, they were in the capital city, so they had to buy some things for their homes.
Tiezhu often wanders around and has almost finished his tour of the city, so he acts as a guide and leads everyone to go shopping.
Brother Chen and his wife moved the luggage to the backyard and first lit the kang in the house to dry out the moisture in the house.
The front store has just been painted and needs a few days of ventilation. This time is a good opportunity to stock up on ingredients, tableware, seasonings, tables and chairs.
Who should I go to buy things from? Of course, it’s Han Zeyu’s good friend, the warm-hearted rich second-generation official.
Since you have caused trouble to others, you naturally have to treat them to a meal.
The clerk was very honest. He could get commission by introducing business to familiar shops.
Han Zeyu said that one thing should be taken into consideration, as they still had to eat, and he was not treating them for nothing, so he would like to ask for their advice on a few things.
The petty official was named Zheng Yi. Most of his grandfather's generation were businessmen. Unexpectedly, due to a genetic mutation, a person who could read appeared in the family. That person was Zheng Yi's father.
His father passed the imperial examination and became a scholar at the age of 22, but his ranking was not high. It was not until he was 40 years old, when he was promoted to the same generation as his grandfather, that he finally passed the imperial examination and became a juren.
The family donated a ninth-rank official position to this old scholar, which was at least a small official position.
After entering the government office, he knew the benefits of eating public food, so he brought his second son, who was stupid and nosy, in to give him a stable job.
Han Zeyu still admired this old scholar very much. He had endured hardships for eighteen years, but he did not go crazy after passing the imperial examination. His character was much better than that of a certain scholar named Fan.
Limu is a civil servant whose duties usually involve general affairs and miscellaneous tasks, including the management of paperwork, criminal law and other matters.
What Han Zeyu wanted to consult was about criminal law. Even though he had been traveling here for so long, he was still ignorant of the law.
Before, whether in Yunshan Village or Qingshan County, he didn't have to worry about these problems, but now that he is in the provincial capital, he has to learn these rules and etiquette.
The disputes you might encounter in the village are nothing more than trivial matters, which can usually be mediated by the village chief.
When they arrived in the county, they had the Su family as their backing, and no one dared to mess with them. Regardless of whether the Su family did so intentionally or not, it did serve as a protective umbrella for the two of them.
Now that he was in the city where he was unfamiliar with the place and there was no big tree behind him to provide shade, Han Zeyu decided to raise a banner again and arm himself with knowledge.
Han Zeyu wrote furiously, using his poorly written handwriting to record the title of the book recommended to him by Zheng Yi.
When Zheng Yi saw Han Zeyu's "hieroglyphics", he was immediately amazed.
"Brother Han, your cursive writing is so smooth. You must have practiced hard for many years, right?"
Han Zeyu waved his hand modestly: "It's just so-so, more ornamental than practical. I still need to practice regular script hard. After all, learning never ends!"
Playing chess with a bad chess player will only make you worse.
The two illiterate people sympathize with each other. One dares to praise, the other dares to accept. One praises sincerely, the other brags without any burden. It is not surprising that these two people can become friends.
Through friendly communication with his poor academic friends, Han Zeyu regained his confidence and ran to the bookstore to buy a thick copy of "Article 460 of the Criminal Law".
Su Shien felt dizzy after writing eight-legged essays all day. When he returned home, he saw Han who was studying hard. He rubbed his sore eyes, took two steps back and closed the door.
Wait a moment, then open the door again, and this time step in with your right leg first.
It’s over, this is not an illusion, his brother Yu is really reading a book.
Su Shien came closer and took a look at the contents of the book. He was immediately shocked. Which good person would read criminal law when he has nothing to do?
Han Zeyu was so absorbed in his studies, immersed in the ocean of knowledge, that he had no time to pay attention to him.
Su Shien hugged Han Zeyu tightly, choking with sobs and saying in a trembling voice, "Brother Yu, have you gotten into trouble again? Don't be afraid, tell your husband, we will discuss a solution together, and I will go to help you clean up the mess. If all else fails, we can just find a deep mountain forest to hide in..."
Han Zeyu interrupted her husband's groundless speculation, saying that his words were becoming more and more outrageous and were not conducive to the unity and friendship among the people.
"Stop! How do you think I'm the one who got into trouble? I'm a law-abiding citizen. I'm studying criminal law so I can restrain myself at critical moments and avoid you bringing me food in jail."
Su Shien breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. Fortunately, he still knew to restrain himself.
He is truly worthy of being her husband, testing his endurance all the time.
Han Zeyu's three minutes of enthusiasm for learning was interrupted, and he didn't want to continue reading. He didn't have to be a lawyer, so he could just study it slowly.
Only then did he remember to care about Su Shien: "Husband, why are you sweating? Is it a cold sweat? Let me see where you're sweating. I'm saying why you've been absent from school lately! How about asking Sister Chen to make you a tonic soup? Don't be shy, we can drink it together."
Su Shien frantically pushed someone's hands away. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead. Why was he unbuckling his belt? It was broad daylight, and the door was still open! Couldn't he have been more mindful of the consequences?
Besides, why did they have to drink the Ten-Ingredient Tonic Soup together? It was obvious to everyone.
Han Zeyu still remembered a top student who ranked first in horse riding and archery and had his evening interactive classes cut without permission. Being petty and vindictive, he said: If I don't take revenge, I'm not a gentleman!
Su Shien, an excellent student, knew her husband's true nature very well, so she had no choice but to compromise and agreed to give him extra lessons in the evening, which barely calmed someone's anger.
But the problem has not been solved yet. Su Shien needs an answer. Why would the ultimate poor student take the initiative to learn the law?
Han Zeyu had a lot to say about this. He presented facts and reasoned, and discussed the necessity and importance of studying the law from all aspects, multiple angles and in depth.
After listening to Han Zeyu's explanation, Su Shien's heart, which had just been put at ease, became heavier again.
From his long speech just now, Su Shien extracted two key pieces of information. One was that his brother Yu was planning something, and the other was that the reason he studied "Article 460 of the Criminal Law" was to pave the way for this matter.
In short, Han Zeyu studied criminal law in order to better exploit loopholes. Civil disputes are easy to resolve, and all you have to do is spend money to avoid disaster. But once the law is involved, money cannot easily solve the problem.
Personal grudges can be dealt with secretly by putting someone in a sack, or by pretending to be a ghost and scaring them like they did with the Su family.
But if you want to do something openly, it is better to make clear the boundaries before taking action.
Actually, Han Zeyu didn't have any intentions. He had to understand the rules wherever he went. After all, he was an honest man with a sense of boundaries...
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