Tribulation Descends upon East Mountain

What gave Fang Xun a splitting headache went far beyond this.

His nephew Fang Han, who had come from afar, had idled about in boredom for several days before clamoring to help his uncle shoulder official duties. He had even volunteered to keep watch over the matter of refugees entering the territory.

Naturally, Fang Xun refused, sternly ordering him to stay home and behave himself.

Yet only two or three days later, Fang Han still caused an enormous disaster.

Someone anonymously reported that Fang Han had privately incited wealthy merchants and accepted hefty bribes from them, promising to bypass procedure and give priority to arranging their settlement. The incident broke at nine in the morning, and by noon, the entire commandery was abuzz with it.

Though Fang Han wept and wailed in the main hall, crying that he had been wronged.

In order to quell the surging undercurrent, however, Fang Xun ultimately had no choice but to enforce the law impartially. He threw his own nephew into prison and urgently issued a public notice to soothe the people.

Where would that brat Fang Han have found the nerve to do such business? He has merely been set up as well. Fang Xun understood this perfectly. Yin Fengshuo's offensive truly comes like a raging storm, leaving no room to parry!

As the saying goes, an official one rank higher can crush you to death. As my immediate superior, he can use his position to suppress me. No matter how many methods I possess, my hands and feet are tied right now. Fang Xun closed his eyes in thought, his mind racing for a way to break the deadlock.

Just then, Sun Chengyou pushed the door open and entered, his expression grave.

Seeing the strange look on his face, Fang Xun's thoughts