Ding Yi walked over with a cold expression. He looked at the memorials on the table and said his guess,""Although Qian Wenli handled the memorials, he never had so many! Brother, you have just become the manager and are in charge of the daily work of the Scholar Hall. The Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets has already sent so many memorials. They are taking revenge."
Zhang Ronghua did not get angry. He was very open-minded about this matter. When they took action yesterday, they had already considered this point. Now that they had sent the memorial over and asked him to provide his opinion, it was all within the rules. This was the responsibility of the Scholar Hall. No matter where the commotion was, they would be in the right. They mocked,"Their wishful thinking might be in vain."
Ding Yi did not understand. He looked at the sky outside with a puzzled expression. There was still about two hours until the next day. Could you handle so many memorials?
