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Chapter 908

Zuo Daojin said, lamenting, his whole body full of powerlessness. God was about to destroy his Zuo family, and with his own strength, it would be difficult to compete with him.

Bai Ningxiang and Feiran looked at each other, and couldn't help thinking.

If she expected it to be good, there should be Bai Wu's work here.

How to say it, he was in the Qingdu event last year and tried every means to make trouble for his father, and contacted many people in private.

Bai Wu also said that the old cases back then were not that they could not be investigated, but that there were too many people obstructing them, so they had to be identified as unsolved cases.

However, the suspect of embezzling official silver and losing food was not cleared in the end. It was still a crime of guilt and dereliction of duty.

"Uncle Zuo means that all the officials involved in that year had an accident, but you are the only one who resigned and retired?"

"It's true," Zuo Daojin nodded, his life might have fallen.

Feiran looked at his destiny expression and raised his eyes, "Don't Zuo have no life-saving objects in his hand?"

Zuo Daojin: "..."

Bai Ningxiang looked at Feiran speechlessly. Who would tell him about this blatantly?

Feiran rubbed the cup, not feeling anything wrong at all, "I'm serious. If Uncle Zuo didn't have a life-saving thing, the other party wouldn't have been reluctant to give up after many years."

It is unknown why I didn’t look for him at that time, but now I’m looking for him, someone may have brought up the unsolved case back then.

Otherwise, no one would have been idle and had to cause trouble for themselves, especially those old foxes in the officialdom.

Zuo Daojin heard Feiran's tone and felt aroused. He was in the officialdom and was not a young man who was not a person because of the world. He naturally understood Feiran's meaning.

"I understand what my little brother said. It has been ten years since this matter. The account book of that year has been sealed by the Ministry of Justice. As for the rest, I really don't know anything... The only evidence that can be calculated is me."

After self-deprecating, Zuo Daojin looked down. What the other party should have wanted was his life, after all, he was the only surviving participant back then.

Listening to Zuo Daojin's self-deprecation, Feiran was also stunned. He looked up at him and did not deny that there was indeed such a possibility.

Bai Ningxiang picked up the teacup and covered the strange color in her eyes. She knew the whole story, and she couldn't help her.

"Uncle Zuo doesn't have to be discouraged. All the solutions are come up with, as long as the person is good."

"Thank you for your comfort, girl... It's getting dark soon. I went to the front yard to see how the insider was injured, and I'll talk later."

Zuo Daojin said, getting up and leaving. He could see that the young master Feiran next to him didn't seem to want to get into trouble.

Looking at Zuo Daojin's slightly hunched back, Bai Ningxiang shook her head, "Feiran, have you just established a swallow door? When you officially make your name, do you want to kick it?"

"Oh? What do you mean?" Feiran raised his eyebrows. He had just discovered that this girl wanted to care about this nostalgic business.

"The Zuo family has a lot to do with the case of greed for disaster relief ten years ago. If you protect the hostages, the case will be cleared and your reputation as the Swallow Gate will also be heard."

"Ha~, girl, don't fool me. If I want to make the name of Swallow Gate, there are so many ways to protect a down-and-out retired official?"

Feiran smiled softly, and looked at Bai Ningxiang with unconcealed teasing.

The little girl wanted to plot against him, it was really Coke.

Besides, he doesn't like to make friends with people in the officialdom, it's too troublesome.
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