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Chapter 210 Only dead people can’t speak
That night, heavy snow fluttered down from the dark sky like torn cotton wool.
Song Yu stood quietly in front of the window, his eyes looking through the blurry glass at the boundless white snow scene outside the window.
The outside world seemed to be covered by a layer of pure white, and all the noise and filth were temporarily concealed.
Thick snow piled on the branches, like corals covered in silver, swaying slightly in the wind.
Snowflakes fell on the ground and piled up into soft snowdrifts. Occasionally a breeze blew by, raising a small cloud of snow mist, as ethereal as a dream.
However, Song Yu's eyes were not completely immersed in the beautiful snow scene. Her thoughts gradually drifted away, drifting towards the despicable corrupt official Wang Rongxi.
Thinking of Wang Rongxi, Song Yu felt a surge of joy in his heart.
Once upon a time, Wang Rongxi was also very glorious in the eyes of everyone. She held a high position and possessed certain power, but secretly she was doing those things of corruption and abuse of power to enrich herself.
She took advantage of her position to plunder the people's wealth, seizing the people's hard-earned money for herself, completely disregarding those who were living in poverty.
In those days, Wang Rongxi was like a fish in water in the officialdom. She was good at disguise. On the surface, she appeared to be righteous, but secretly she was doing shady things.
She colluded with those unscrupulous businessmen and opened the door for them in exchange for huge bribes.
Her actions have seriously undermined social fairness and justice and greatly reduced people's trust in the government.
However, justice finally came. After a long and difficult investigation and evidence collection, Wang Rongxi's crime was finally exposed.
Those secrets that he had once hidden so well were now exposed to everyone like scars that had been uncovered.
She was arrested according to law and eventually sent to prison, where severe punishment by law awaits her.
When Song Yu recalled the moment when he learned that Wang Rongxi was thrown into jail, he felt both relieved and emotional.
It is gratifying that this corrupt official who committed so many evil things finally got the punishment he deserved, and the people's grievances were finally resolved. However, it is regrettable that power and desire can make a person so depraved that he loses the most basic moral bottom line.
Of course, this included Song Yu's work and her grandmother's account books. Except for Wang Rongxi, all the greedy people were sent to jail.
The snowflakes are still falling quietly, and the whole world seems to be immersed in this silence.
Song Yu's thoughts continued to spread. Looking at the account book, she thought of the people who had been oppressed by Wang Rongxi.
They may be hardworking and simple farmers who work hard every day just to have a full meal, or they may be small vendors who work hard and make a living on meager profits.
But Wang Rongxi's greed made their lives even more difficult. Their hard-earned money was ruthlessly plundered and their hopes were cruelly trampled upon.
But now, Wang Rongxi has been punished, which also makes Song Yu realize that this world is still about power after all.
Song Yu thought of herself again. Although she was not an ordinary person, she also had her own beliefs and persistence.
She understood that in this complex world, everyone should stick to their own moral bottom line and not be tempted by power and interests.
Only in this way can we make this world a better place.
The snow outside the window was falling heavier and heavier, as if it was going to cover the whole world.
Song Yu took a deep breath, and the cold air made her mind clearer.
She knew that the road ahead was still long and there were still many things that required her to work hard and strive for.
As for Wang Rongxi, it would be best if she died. If she wasn't dead, she would let her die. Her grandmother must not be implicated. Only the dead can keep their mouths shut.
On this snowy night, Song Yu stood in front of the window, thinking that he had to rely on himself for the future, plan well, and live a life of idleness and waiting for death.
The snow gradually stopped, and a few bright stars appeared in the night sky, flickering faintly, as if telling people that even in the darkest moments, there is still hope.
Song Yu looked at the stars and felt an inexplicable power surge in his heart. He turned away from the window and prepared to go to bed.
On this quiet night, Song Yu's heart became firm again.
He knew that he still had a long way to go, but he was fearless because he believed that as long as he was strong enough, he would be able to move forward smoothly.
The white snow seemed to be a baptism of the past, making her cherish everything she had now and work harder to pursue her dreams.
As time passed, Song Yu gradually came back to his senses from his meditation.
He looked out the window and saw that the snowflakes had stopped falling. The white world was still beautiful and peaceful.
Song Jushu also did not sleep well. She finally breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out to be a blessing in disguise as she was transferred again.
Thinking back to the days when I had interacted with Wang Rongxi, those scenes full of hypocrisy and ugliness seemed still vivid in my mind.
But now, everything is over. Wang Rongxi's fate is sealed, and Song Jushu will continue with his calculations.
Song Jushu left the window, walked to a corner of the room, picked up a book, and quietly opened it. In this quiet snowy night, she was not sleepy at all.
Only by making yourself stronger and more outstanding can you gain a foothold in this world.
As the night deepened, Song Yu immersed himself in writing novels and forgot the passage of time. The snow outside the window sparkled silvery white under the moonlight, as if telling the story of this world.
And Song Yu also finished writing a novel, "The Legend of the Snow Girl", on this snowy night.
She plans to sell it in a bookstore tomorrow. As soon as the New Year is over, her novel will be published.
Song Yu sat alone at the table, the dim yellow light illuminating his face.
Her fingers gently fiddled with the abacus on the table, and the beads made crisp sounds as she moved them.
His eyes were focused and determined, and he was carefully calculating the money in his mind.
Over the years, he has accumulated some money through his hard work and frugality.
Everyone in the dark building; “…………………………”
It's so shameless.
Now, she has a clear goal in mind, which is to save money to buy a house in Kyoto.
Kyoto is a prosperous place full of opportunities, and she is looking forward to it.
Most of the students who graduate from the Imperial Examination Hall will achieve good results.
Song Yu hadn't released her spiritual sense for a long time, so she planned to release it and see what happened next.
After putting away her books and drafts, she lay down on the bed.
The bed was still warmer, so she felt relieved.
The entire Mingzhou was covered in silver and snow, which was very beautiful. However, some beggars on the street were frozen to death. They could not bear it on the first day of the rain.