Tacitus in love, Plato in trap

Qi must be very familiar, how could there be a problem of personality incompatibility after marriage?And if what the defendant said is true, if the plaintiff went back to stay for a few days on the defendant's father's birthday, it means that the plaintiff and his in-laws were not so tense.In this way, it seems that the reasons given by the plaintiff are basically untenable, so why did she want to divorce the defendant?There is probably something hidden behind this..."

"There is something hidden," Yi Zhongming asked lightly, "and then?"

"Then... to investigate...?"

"Do you want us to search all the seven aunts and eight aunts, neighbors, colleagues and friends of the plaintiff to find out the ins and outs of their divorce? Have you considered how much time and energy it will take? Although not On average, a judge of the Second Civil Court is so busy with four to five hundred cases a year, but we also have a lot of things dispatched to the court. Every day, there are endless court sessions, endless judgments, and endless parties. , Every case is as deep as you said, so let’s just change the name here to the Second Neighborhood Committee! Besides, you are also a person with a professional background, you have not forgotten the principle of not suing and not responding, right? "

"No, of course not..." Fang Quan scratched his face embarrassingly when thinking of his unbearable civil complaint score, "Then... based on today's court hearing, can you know the plaintiff's reason for divorce?"

"Well, it's not far from ten..." Yi Zhongming adjusted his glasses, "The plaintiff probably thinks this man is too poor."

"yes?"

"Look, they don't even have a house when they get married, and their savings are only tens of thousands of yuan. The defendant's salary after tax is estimated to be more than 2000. In comparison, the plaintiff's salary is twice his. They also have no children. The plaintiff Of course I want to get rid of this marriage as soon as possible!"

"The two of them are childhood sweethearts, and their relationship may be deeper than that of people who got married on a blind date. How could they get divorced because of such a vulgar matter as money?"

Yi Zhongming stopped, squinted his eyes, and looked towards the end of the steps: "Love is an ideal, but life is reality. Love and ideals are empty and cannot be eaten. People have to return to reality in the end. Live your life steadily.”

"Huh?!" Seeing Yi Zhongming's confused face, Fang Quan shrank a few steps towards the wall in disgust, "What's the matter with you? You suddenly said what the old man said?"

"Old man? Oh, that's right..." Yi Zhongming pursed his lips and shook his head, then came back to his senses as if he suddenly remembered something, Fang Quan said, "By the way, you, turn your head away."

"Why?" Fang Quan unconsciously became alert.

"Stop talking nonsense, turn around!"

"Cut, just turn and turn, isn't it just—— woo!"

The blow on the back of the head made Fang Quan stagger and almost fell on the stairs.Reflexively, he turned around and raised his hand, trying to "pay back" that bastard surnamed Yi, but before the slap reached the target, the opponent blocked his arm first.

"You are crazy! Why did you hit me suddenly?!"

"In the past, all the girls came here, let alone beating, and they didn't even dare to speak seriously. Now it's a good time for a boy to come, and we can have a good 'education'!"

"What boys and girls?! I asked why you hit me?!"

"Oh, did you forget? You laughed at the client in court just now and talked back to me." Yi Zhongming raised an eyebrow, "The slap I just made is for you to remember clearly. As a clerk, you only need to It’s enough to be dumb and dumb in there, and make less unnecessary noises—do less talking and more action, do you understand this principle?”

"You can just talk about this kind of thing directly." Fang Quan shook his head, shaking off Yi Zhongming's hand, "Why do you have to do it?!"

"Historical experience tells me that just talking about it is useless. Even if I repeat it hundreds or thousands of times, I still won't remember what should not be remembered. It is easiest and most effective to remember with the body. !"

"What fallacies are you talking about? This is... You hit me so hard, if I get concussion or something, can you bear it?"

"Don't worry, I had the strength to control myself just now, and I won't give you a concussion. After all, I'm an adult, and I will take responsibility for my actions. And—"

"!"

A wide palm was placed on Fang Quan's head, and the reassuring body temperature penetrated into his heart and spleen through the palm.

"——You are a precious clerk! I hurt you, who will hold the court for me?"

Fang Quan shrank his neck, dodged from Yi Zhongming's palm, and walked quickly to the end of the stairs; "Che, so my value to you is to help you hold the court!"

"Oh, the clerk doesn't just have to hold court, he needs to—"

"Xiaoyi," the judge and Sister Ping returned upstairs after meeting the parties, "Can the new Xiaofang hold the court?"

"Well, let's make do with it..."

"Oh, it's really rare to hear the word 'make do' from your mouth~~ So you are qualified?" The judge narrowed his eyes and folded his arms in front of his chest, "Then compared with you? No Like when you tried to save the first court session but printed the transcripts all over the place?"

"Court, chief judge!!! Wasn't it because our court's computer was too old to respond?!"

"Hey~~According to what the judge said, your first court session is not as good as mine~~" Seeing a panicked expression on someone like Yi Zhongming, Fang Quan covered his mouth and giggled .Although Yi Zhongming didn't have a few good things to say about himself, at least he didn't say anything bad about himself in front of the judge. The situation was better than expected... right?

"Xiao Fang, since you are competent, you can officially start working from tomorrow. The probationary period...is just one month!" Judge Gong seemed very satisfied, "I don't know if the director who brought you here told you Are you okay, our wages here are relatively low, and we can only pay according to the city's minimum wage standard after becoming a full-time employee, can you accept it?"

Fang Quan's heart skipped a beat, but he still managed to maintain a smile on his face: "No, it's okay... Anyway, I don't have a job now, and I really want to work in a place like the court, so money doesn't matter. ..."

"That's good. By the way, Xiao Fang, where do you live, we go to work at 08:30 in the morning, can you be there on time?"

"I... currently live in the school dormitory, but I have to leave school in a few days, and I don't know where I will live after that..."

"That's it..." Judge Gong bit his lower lip thoughtfully, "How about this, or you can just move here!"

"Move here?"

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After running all afternoon, Fang Quan finally moved all his belongings from the school to the court.After having a "dinner" with the doorman Lao Wang, Fang Quan went back upstairs to pack his things.President Gong lent him the reception room in the office area. This place is not often used. There is an old computer that can be connected to the external network. The cabinet is basically empty, and the sofa can be pulled out directly to sleep on the bed.Fang Quan stuffed all his things into the cabinet. After considering the hot weather, he decided not to sleep on the sofa, but to sleep on the floor.The bathroom in the office area has simple shower facilities. Fang Quan tried to use the old computer to surf the Internet after taking a shower, but the computer was too old to respond at all, and he did not dare to use the public computer for overclocking He had no choice but to turn off the power, sit on his mat on the floor, and continue studying his English for the postgraduate entrance examination with his mobile phone.I don't know if it was because he was too tired or what, but Fang Quan, who was always energetic, started to feel sleepy before ten o'clock.Throwing the phone aside to charge, he turned off the lights and waited for sleepiness to strike.

Although they are all in Sanshui City, the night in the area where the first-class court is located is far from the hustle and bustle near home in memory. Except for the occasional car whizzing by, Fang Quan can hardly hear any noise.There seems to be a food stall not far from the court. Whenever there is a breeze blowing in through the screen window, it will always be mixed with the tempting aroma of the food cooked with waste oil, which makes Fang Quan's stomach growl - obviously because I just fell asleep when I was sleepy, but this time it was good, but I still couldn't fall asleep.

Tossing and turning, what happened that day replayed in Fang Quan's mind like a movie.The tense trial, the strange case, the annoying judge, and most importantly, the judge's decision to keep him working... It's unbelievable to think about it. A few days ago, he was still a jobless student But from tomorrow, no, from now on, he will be working in the court system—even if it’s just a non-staff, even if it’s just a probationary period, even if it’s just a transitional job that won’t last long , even if his future salary is not as much as the defendant in the morning case, but he, Fang Quan, finally realized his dream after seven years!Thinking of this, a kind of passionate emotion swelled in his chest.

——"Love, ideals, etc. are all empty and cannot be eaten. People must return to reality in the end and live a down-to-earth life."

For some reason, the words of that annoying guy flashed through his mind, Fang Quan's heart shrank suddenly, and the temperature in his chest seemed to have cooled by half.

"However, the man surnamed Yi didn't say anything good. The frustrating words were probably just 'feeling' when his wife got mad..."

Staring at the peeling ceiling, Fang Quan muttered to himself.

"Doesn't the pursuit of love and ideals mean that you can't live a down-to-earth life... Isn't chasing dreams also a way of 'living'?!"

Feeling heavy eyelids, he slowly closed his eyes.

"...Desperately admitted to Sanshui Political Science and Law, and entered the court after graduation—ah, the latter seems not entirely correct—but in the past seven years, I have indeed moved towards my ideal step by step. Isn't this my reality? 'Impractical' and 'ideal' shouldn't go together because practical or something..."

Drowsiness officially hit, and consciousness gradually drifted away.

"... As long as the ideal is realized, isn't it there?"