"No, Uncle Xiao, it has nothing to do with me how the Senate or the Executive Committee wants to sentence her. My opinion is already on this pardon: I forgive her for the crime she committed against me. As for your grandiose considerations, I am not interested in whether to pardon her or hang her." Zhang Yunmi said, "I have no intention of interfering with the trial. What I mean is, can I not appear in court?"
"As a party involved, it would be inappropriate not to attend." Xiao Zishan said.
"I can appoint a client to appear in court on my behalf. I think Uncle Xiao, you can understand..."
Xiao Zishan nodded and thought about it, this was indeed embarrassing enough.
"Let Ziqi appear in court on my behalf. I signed a power of attorney entrusting her to fully represent me - her opinions are mine. She cannot deny my pardon."
"Okay. I'll mention it to the arbitral tribunal. Let them arrange it."
"Thank you, Uncle Xiao," Zhang Yunmi said, "I know this is not easy for you adults."
"Where is it?" Xiao Zishan smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Guangzhou is not in our hands yet. Since you think the dormitory in the Academy is not suitable, why not move to the second guest house first."
"I don't want to stay in Lingao any longer. If it's not troublesome, Uncle Xiao can send me wherever you want and let me rest for a while. It's best to leave Hainan Island."
"I can arrange for you to go to Hong Kong." Xiao Zishan said, "But it's very boring there..."
"It doesn't matter, I'll just go to Hong Kong."
"You first submit an internship application through the Learning Institute. I will take care of Hu Qingbai and transfer it to the organization as soon as possible."
Seeing Zhang Yunmi turn and leave, Xiao Zishan sighed secretly. In fact, this matter is not complicated. However, "nothing is trivial for a veteran", and any carelessness will affect unity. It will also open a bad hole in the back.
In fact, anyone with a discerning eye can see that when things have reached this point, the case has little to do with the wishes of Lao Zhang and Xiao Zhang. Although Zhang Yunmi's retreat is a bit negative now, it does save a bunch of people from fighting over the human blood steamed buns.
The phone on the table rang. It was Ding Ding who called, and he was asking about the coverage of this matter.
"Let me say it again: This matter is not allowed to be published in the newspapers. Yes, except for "Morning Star", it is not allowed to be published in any media that can be seen by naturalized citizens. This is the decision of the Executive Committee - yes, the Standing Committee also means this! "Xiao Zishan reiterated, "This is a big issue of right and wrong. You must grasp it. Don't let your ears be soft."
He put down the phone and was tired of Ding Ding's "inability to correctly understand the spirit of guidance" - after all, this man was a journalism major, and his mind was still full of his journalism, plus his girlfriend's tendencies...
It seems that it would be more appropriate for the publicity department to be in charge of the publicity department. From now on, it would be better for Ding Ding to concentrate on his professional and promising job as editor-in-chief of his newspaper.
A few days later, Zhang Yunmi boarded a regular Dabo Shipping ship to Hong Kong under the arrangement of the General Office. As a veteran, she was escorted by guards sent by the general office and lived in the most luxurious stern cabin of the T800. Among the guests in the steerage cabin below the deck was Mr. Huang Erkun.
Huang Xunkun's destination was not Hong Kong, and he had no idea there was an island called Hong Kong in the world. He went to Guangzhou.
The idea of leaving the mainland has been around for a long time, but Huang Hankun has never moved - there are many things at home, and Mr. Huang has become a county councilor. Not only do I visit and study at home every day and hold meetings, but I also have to respond to various "movements" of Kun Ze from time to time - as a county councilor, I have to set an example. So there was a "rodent eradication campaign". One time it was the "Tidy Village Movement", and most recently it was the "Every Household Planting a Land of Castor Movement". Every time the Huang family had to respond and mobilize the whole village to carry out the movement, and the eldest brother had to run the family business, so he was indispensable for these messy things. Be patient.
There is no peace in the village and at home. The eldest brother's children come and go in and out of the house every day carrying paper flags made of bamboo strips and buckets of white ash. There were slogans everywhere in Huangjiazhai. It made him upset just to look at it.
Fortunately, at this time, a distant relative of the Huang family on the mainland wanted to move to Lingao. Huang Xunkun took the opportunity to ask for a job and went to Guangzhou.
Drifting at sea for several days. Huang Henkun felt a sense of relief from escaping from prison, no matter how powerful the Kun thieves were in Hainan. After all, there are few people and little land, and Ming Dynasty Chengtian has been in charge for more than 200 years. He is rich in the world, deeply benevolent and merciful, and has righteous men to restore the lost land.
Huang Huangkun originally hoped that after arriving in Guangzhou, he would try his best to see if he could get into the shadow of a certain local official - using his ability to understand the inside story of the Kun thief and influence his boss and colleagues, he would write to the court to take strict action. The sea ban shook the foundation of Kun Thief.
However, he soon realized that ideals are plump and reality is skinny. Just as we passed Hong Kong Island by boat, we saw boats flying the blue and white star flags, puffing out black smoke and going back and forth in the bay. In the distance, there was a huge ship of the thief, and the black hull seemed to cover the whole A large area of sea. The navy of the Ming Dynasty could not even see the shadow of a boat, and the fishermen also fished at sea under Kun Thief's fishing flag. There were many small boats that rushed to Kun Thief's boat from time to time, selling seasonal vegetables, wine and food. This situation made Huang Hankun feel a little anxious. The Pearl River Estuary of the Ming Dynasty had become the world of thieves, and the officials of the Ming Dynasty could only let it go. It seems that even if everything goes well in Guangzhou, it will take ten years to return to Lingao. If nothing else, it will take several years to accumulate the huge ships of these thieves.
When the boat docked, Huang Hankun's anxiety quickly sank to the bottom. The traces of Wuyangyi being burned by the fire have not yet been repaired. There is a huge fortress standing by the river outside the southeast city. It looks like the shape of the Kunthief's fortress. Under the wall of the giant fortress is the dock, where countless large ships of thieves are moored, and cranes spraying black smoke lift all kinds of goods from the ships.
There are many scaffoldings inside and outside the giant castle, but a main road has been laid out from the city gate, using the same black cinders as Lingao. Not only is the paving smooth, street trees are also planted on the roadside - although the saplings are young, they are arranged in rows on both sides of the street, but they are very neat. There are sparse houses and shops on both sides of the road. There was a steady stream of pedestrians, including small vendors in single shirts and short shirts, and groups of workers walking in coarse cloths. There were also some ornately decorated sedans, being carried by sedan bearers, walking towards the giant fort in three swaying steps. I don't know who is in the sedan chair. This situation reminded Huang Huangkun of the old story of the Kun thief who had just arrived in Lingao and built a stronghold of Bairen and established the east gate of the city. Huang Huangkun sighed inwardly: Will what happened in Lingao happen again in Guangzhou?
Huang Hankun carried his luggage and walked slowly off the ship. Now he no longer had the pleasure of escaping from the prison, but he was just a little hesitant. In Guangzhou, Kun Ze obviously has not yet taken charge of county affairs as grandly as Lingao, but it seems that the transformation of barbarians into Xia is being tested again in Guangzhou.
The pier was as usual crowded with innkeepers soliciting customers.
"Uncle, come and stay at the hotel? The store is clean and tidy, and the water is convenient!"
"Uncle, our store is a Qiweizhan joint number! There is no store in Guangzhou that can compare with us..."
"Sir, please give me the latest travel guide to Guangzhou - a copy! Comes with a map of Xunfang!"
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The guys soliciting customers on the pier shouted, and Huang Hankun pushed away the guys and vendors who came to pester him in disgust. The city gate was almost the same as his impression. He had been to Guangzhou when he was young, and his impression was that Guangzhou was a prosperous and prosperous city in the south of the world. The neat streets and prosperous markets gave this man a lot of excitement after coming out of a remote small county.
However, now that he walked into the city, he suddenly felt a little disappointed. There were still blackened marks burned by the fire on the city gate. It was said that the fire was set by the bandits when they came to the city last time. Although there were roads paved with bluestones in the city, , but compared with the current roads in the county town of Lingao, the bluestones here are uneven and the paving is messy, which makes them look quite unsightly. Many side streets and alleys have no gravel, not to mention stone slabs. There are only dirt roads, and you will feel mud when you walk on them.
The shops on the street also looked gray, and the goods inside seemed shabby. The walls were stained with urine and filled with garbage. Sewage flows across the river. He looked at these shops with a bit of disgust, feeling that not only were they not as majestic as he remembered, they were even a bit shabby.
What he couldn't accept even more was that on the roadside, at the foot of the wall, and in the corners, there were always some remnants and traces of human defecation. Some frail beggars were lying next to the feces and urine, stretching out their skinny arms and asking for help. Passersby begging. There have been no beggars in Lingao County for a long time. Everyone can find something to do - even the disabled have work arrangements. Those who refused to do it were forced to do it when they arrived at the labor camp. Even though Huang Henkun was quite critical of the Kun thieves, he fully supported the Kun thieves' policy of never condoning "lazy people".
The local people in charge are really incompetent! Huang Xunkun cursed secretly. However, the dirty roads and the beggars in the corners clearly told him that the thieves had not yet penetrated completely into the city of Guangzhou. Within the ten houses, there must be loyal people, and there must be righteous people who will not succumb to the evil power of the thieves. Thinking of this, Huang Hankun cheered up a little and walked stridingly on the streets of Guangzhou. I want to find loyal people who oppose the Kun thieves, unite the gentry who have been extorted by the Kun thieves, encourage business and industry, build ships and train troops -
The more Huang Hankun thought about it, the more excited he became, and his steps became brisker. Suddenly, he stepped on something that seemed cool but warm but hard and soft. He looked down and saw that it was fresh water. Huang Xunkun stumbled and shouted, "Oh! It's bad luck, what can I do?!"
Everyone on the street looked at this grumbling guy strangely: Are you sick? (To be continued)
