I was a god in the 18th century

Chapter 214 If you don’t understand, shut up (more updates)
After getting into the car with Owen, Xia Qingdai tilted her head and asked him: "Who was that man just now? I seem familiar, but I can't remember."

"It's one of the lawyers I hired for Mr. Anderson, Lawyer Charlotte." Owen replied calmly.

Xia Qingdai suddenly said: "Oh! No wonder, I just said it looks familiar. Is Mr. Anderson's lawsuit over?"

"Yes, it is very unfortunate that he was eventually sentenced to three years of exile by the mobile court."

"Ah, three years of exile? So serious? Exile to Australia?"

Owen said calmly: "Yes."

"Tsk~" Xia Qingdai sighed softly.

Xia Qingdai had some idea of ​​the ferocity of pagans in this era through the case of Mr. Anderson. A young country squire just asked someone to carve a dragon statue, and he was sentenced.

It’s not a big deal, but the indigenous squires who are deeply entangled in the local area have actually failed to get through to each other. And the sentence was so severe that he was directly exiled for three years. It was really strange.

You must know that with the sailing speed and environment in this world, traveling from the UK to Australia is a big test of life!
The conditions for the crew were better. Deaths were common in prisoners' cabins. Those who were able to reach the penal colony alive were all young people with extremely tenacious vitality. Mr. Anderson was not young.

Xia Qingdai even doubted her understanding of the history of capitalist countries.

Shouldn't their law be a little girl who can be dressed up by capitalists? Doesn’t it mean that only the middle and lower classes are subject to the law? It seems that people in the upper class cannot make mistakes.

She also thought that in the capitalist world, upper-class people would only go down if they encountered political struggles.

Could it be that the matter of heretics is as serious as a political fight?

Then why is Foucui Villa, the place with the most pagans, okay...

When her thoughts turned to this, Xia Qingdai suddenly smiled.

It turns out that bullying the weak and fearing the strong is the same at all times and in all countries!

Xia Qingdai did not know the full story of this matter. She did not know about the grudge between herself and Miss Anderson, nor did she know about Owen's "help" to Mr. Anderson.

However, Owen did not do anything in the lawsuit and kept spending money.

His original intention was to kill two birds with one stone by throwing stones at Mr. Anderson. If he were sentenced purely for being a heretic, this sentence would not be enough. This was already the result of Owen's hard work.

After all, for centuries, most of the wars fought in European countries were religious wars.

"Mr. Anderson has been sentenced to exile. What will happen to his family?" Xia Qingdai asked.

Owen said in an indifferent tone: "Miss Anderson did not listen to the lawyer's advice and tried to bribe the judges of the mobile court. She was just arrested."

"Huh?! Caught for bribery?" Xia Qingdai was shocked, and then murmured in Chinese, "Isn't this a double act?"

Regarding Chinese, Owen didn't understand it.

He actually learned a lot of Chinese from Xia Qingdai during this summer vacation, and the latter even gave him adult-sized literacy cards.

However, the Internet phrase "both acting and standing" is still too difficult for a foreigner who has just started learning Chinese.

After a while, Xia Qingdai sighed and said: "Ladies of this era have been imprisoned by the security police. I'm afraid their reputation is over."

Owen said coldly: "Yes, this is the consequence of not obeying the law."

Xia Qingdai turned her head to look at Owen with a strange look. As a privileged class person, what he said was particularly dramatic, just like a little devil saying that he felt benevolent. Owen noticed Xia Qingdai's gaze and suddenly showed a shy smile: "Miss Anderson is very filial. Everyone in the town will help her, and so will I. I think she will be free soon. Don't worry. Worry."

"Oh, you neighbors are so friendly." Xia Qingdai nodded. She's not worried. He's just an unfamiliar neighbor, not hers.

"Cousin, I see that Lawyer Shylock is familiar with the laws and has a lot of insights into the Bible. I have decided to sponsor him to establish a law firm in Ifhra. What do you think?"

Xia Qingdai said nothing: "It's up to you."

The car soon drove to the yard in front of her house. Xia Qingdai looked at her big house from the car window. The more she looked at it, the happier she became. She couldn't help but said: "I have to give it a name. What do you think it should be?"

Owen smiled and responded: "Whatever you like is fine."

The driver and servant came up to open the door for them. Xia Qingdai jumped out of the car with a bang and waved to Owen: "I'll go find Jane to discuss it."

"Yeah." It's a day away from home, and Owen has a lot to deal with.

At this time, Jane, Caroline, Connie, and several neighbor ladies and ladies were sitting in the small garden opened on the rooftop platform, reading and chatting.

For unemployed ladies and gentlemen, life would be too boring if they didn't get together to play cards, chat, and play games.

When Xia Qingdai walked up, the air suddenly became silent, leaving only the melodious music of the carousel.

For a lady, regardless of her status, she went to mix with doctors of low status and dissect corpses. The ladies and ladies didn't understand, and looked at Xia Qingdai with some curiosity and disapproval in their eyes.

Only Jane can understand Xia Qingdai's pursuit as a doctor, but she cannot influence other people's thoughts. Because even when she writes books, people don’t understand her, so she has to do it secretly.

Except for Jane, Xia Qingdai didn't care what the other ladies here thought.

This is the house she bought, her merry-go-round. Guests do as they please, and I have never heard of a guest pointing fingers at the owner.

Besides, if you really don't like her, there is no need to come to visit her. Her carousel and swimming pool are also not public.

When the old Mrs. Irving first learned that Xia Qingdai was going to the hospital for an autopsy, she criticized Xia Qingdai's behavior in a fussy way. He looked like a fool who couldn't recognize his own status, but Xia Qingdai was so stunned that he couldn't get off the stage.

At that time, her face turned red, she was speechless, and she didn't know how to answer. In the end, she had to pretend to faint and avoid him, and then she shamelessly pretended that nothing happened.

Xia Qingdai did not use old Mrs. Irving as an elder, but as a free training partner.

Serving her food, living in her room, do you still want to be her home? There were no doors, and she wasn't used to it.

Xia Qingdai passed over everyone's faces. Jane, who was sitting on the swing and reading quietly, noticed the change in the atmosphere, raised her head, and met her smiling eyes.

"You're back, Xia." Jane put down the book, stood up and saluted her.

After Xia Qingdai returned the gift, she walked forward happily and said, "Well, I'm back. It just occurred to me that my small building doesn't have a suitable name yet. I want to give it a name."

When everyone heard this, they all gave their opinions. No matter what, the rich female doctor is still something to please.

In fact, the fact that the neighbors came to visit showed that although they did not agree with Xia Qingdai's autopsy, they had not yet gone to the point of offending her.

After all, Xia Qingdai's medical skills are too good for them. In all their lives, they have never met a doctor as amazing as Xia Qingdai.

The cupping, massage and medicinal fumigation are all so comfortable. Once you enjoy them, you can't go back to the past.

It is difficult to go from extravagance to frugality!