A simple sentence instantly defeated all the defenses in Zhou Wen's heart.

He slumped to the ground and made a strange sound in his throat. He seemed to have something to say but was unable to speak.

There was already a look of death on his face.

Now that the Chief Assistant has expressed his attitude personally, it is equivalent to a complete official denial of all his previous remarks.

At this time, whether it was the people eating melons in the outer pavilions or the civil and military officials in the observation tower, everyone's position was tilted towards the author.

Looking at Zhou Wen, there was unspeakable contempt and ridicule in his eyes.

In this contest with the writer, Zhou Wen, the second generation ancestor, was completely defeated again.

But this time, even his godfather, Eunuch Hai, could not save him.

With Zhang Shoufu's order, the author could legitimately take Zhou Wen into custody for interrogation, but for some obscure reasons, it may not be convenient to be open and transparent.

But the process must be serious, determined, cold and bloody, and something Zhou Wen will never forget.

Zhou Wen had already thought of this, so not long after Zhang Shoufu finished his words, when he saw a silver medal wearing a black uniform of the pen holder striding towards him, his panic intensified, his pupils suddenly dilated, and then he came from nowhere.

With enough strength, he opened his mouth and shouted loudly, "I don't want to go to the Penalty Department, the Punishment Department! I want to go to the Punishment Department! Lord Chief Assistant, I..."

But before he could finish speaking, Zhang Shouxu shook his head and interrupted, his calm eyes showing no trace of disturbance.

There was no unnecessary response to Zhou Wen's shouts.

Seems very indifferent.

Among the officials, the Censor of Qian City, Zhou Xianlin, who was in the camp of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, stood up helplessly and looked at Zhou Wen with extremely disappointed and heartbroken emotions.

At the same time, there was also a hint of heartache.

No matter how disappointing he was, he was still his son after all. He couldn't bear to see Zhou Wen being taken away by the writer.

Based on Zhou Wen's many slanders against the writer, if he really went in, he would probably lose half his life even if he didn't die.

After a lot of torture, he finally found a crime to convict him on. Exile to the border area was a light one, and it was very possible to be executed in the West City.

All in all, the outcome will definitely not be much better.

When Zhou Wen saw his father standing up, he felt as if he had found a savior, and his already desperate eyes suddenly lit up.

He seemed to have forgotten his previous bad attitude towards his father, and put on a pitiful look without shame. He stood up and wanted to rush over to hug Nian Lin's thigh, but was stepped on by the pen holder Yinmai who walked in front of him.

On the ground.

The body cannot move, but the mouth can still shout.

He looked at his father with wide pupils and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Dad! Save me, dad! I can't go to the pen holder, they will definitely kill me, I can't go! Dad! Transfer me to the Criminal Department.

!I want to work for Mr. Liu! I don’t want to work for the pen holder!”

Tears flowed down his face as he cried, looking like a giant baby who had not been weaned.

The people eating melons outside the stadium looked disgusted and laughed incessantly.

All the officials in the venue sighed. They looked away from Zhou Wen and looked at Zhou Nian Lin, feeling very sympathetic... Having a son like this makes this life miserable.

Nian Nian Lin, Nian Nian Lin, has been honest all his life, neither fighting nor grabbing, and has always been friendly with others. Although he is only an official of the fourth rank, neither above nor below, he is quite respected by his colleagues in terms of his conduct.

But who would have thought that at the age when he was about to retire after success, he would be disgraced because of his unsatisfactory son.

Everyone was speechless and just sighed.

At this time, Zhou Xianlin's expression was slightly stiff, with countless sorrows in his eyebrows.

He was no longer able to pay attention to the looks and attitudes of his colleagues around him and the audience outside the building.

He only has his own son in his eyes.

Zhou Wen's cries were like sharp arrows being shot into his body, making him heartbroken and in unbearable pain.

Even though he was unfilial to his son, he, as a father, still couldn't bear to ignore him.

After being quiet for a long time, he finally sighed, looked away from Zhou Wen, and looked at the expressionless Zhang Shoufu.

Then in a low and hoarse tone that sounded extremely sad, he made a last effort for his son, "My lord, I also hope that for the sake of my hard work and hard work, I can give the traitor in the family a chance."

, let him go to the Ministry of Punishment to be punished."

He lowered his head, almost begging.

The humble gesture made everyone sigh.

"The Ministry of Punishment and the Metropolitan Procuratorate have always been close, and joining the Ministry of Punishment is equivalent to becoming your subordinate. Considering your relationship with Zhou Wen, it is not convenient for you to come forward in this matter, so it is better to avoid suspicion."

After Zhang Shoufu finished speaking, he waved his hand to signal Nian Lin to sit down, preventing him from persisting.

But at this moment, Liu Shuwen, the left minister of the Ministry of Punishment, suddenly stood up.

He and Nian Nian Lin had been friends for many years, and it was inevitable that he could not bear to see that the other party was alone and covered in scrawls.

Ignoring Wang Shangshu's eyes to stop him, he decided to stand up and say a word for brother Zhou.

"Sir, Chief Assistant, Zhou Wen has previously made many remarks that were unfavorable to the pen holder, but now he has left him in the hands of the other party. I am afraid that the pen holders may have selfish motives and affect the fairness of the case."

Liu Shilang didn't come in vain, he went straight to the point, "Therefore, in my opinion, if Zhou Yushi needs to avoid suspicion, the person who wrote the letter actually needs to avoid suspicion even more, so it is not appropriate to hand over Zhou Wen to them."

"The writer is affiliated with the Criminal and Prison Department, and the Criminal and Prison Department is the investigation department established by His Majesty. It has always been known for its fairness, decisiveness, and rapid investigation. It is respected by the people and trusted by Your Majesty. I believe that they will not avenge private revenge or commit violent acts.

Zhou Wen convicted him."

Zhang Shoufu glanced at Liu Shilang and saw that he seemed to have something to say, so he interrupted first, "Furthermore, I want to arrest and interrogate Zhou Wen, not just because he slandered the writer. This is a personal grudge, and it is not easy for me to get involved."

, just going with the flow.”

"What I really want to take care of is his attitude and loyalty towards the Wei Dynasty!"

Seeing everyone's confusion, he explained, "No matter what Luo Xiting's purpose was in breaking into the imperial city that night, before the case is determined, she is always suspected of assassinating His Majesty and may be sentenced to death at any time."

"For a death row prisoner, what we have to do is to judge and guard against her, not to please her because of her status as the successor of the Sword Master, and even to gain the favor and favor of the Sword Master and his disciples at the expense of betraying the author of the Great Wei Dynasty.

Trust. This move, to put it seriously, is tantamount to betraying the country and seeking glory!"

"And as far as I know, not long ago, Zhou Wen led a group of evil slaves to break into the writer's office and tried to rescue Luo Xiting! If the bronze medalist Li Sansi hadn't tried his best to stop him, I'm afraid he would have succeeded!

"

Li Sansi was suddenly named and praised, and he straightened up almost instinctively.

Enjoyed another wave of gazes with different emotions.

Having said this, Zhang Shoufu looked around and scanned the whole place. His indifferent eyes swept over the officials from the Ministry of Punishment and the Metropolitan Procuratorate one by one, and finally stopped at Liu Shilang.

He finally asked, "From this point of view, can I believe that Zhou Wen was actually an accomplice in the assassination that night, so he was extremely eager to exonerate Luo Xiting and spared no effort to slander the writer?"

"this……"

After hearing this, Liu Shilang was speechless.

If Zhang Shoufu said this, Zhou Wen's crime would be serious.

After thinking about it, he finally said sorry, then gave Zhou Xianlin a helpless look, and then silently retreated... This is the only way I can help you.

The scene was silent, with only Zhou Wen's crying and defending still continuing.

Zhang Shoufu waved his hand a little upset, indicating that he should be taken away quickly.

The writer couldn't wait for his silver medal. When he saw the Chief Assistant expressing his stance, he immediately raised his hand and slapped him across the face.

He didn't use his true power, but just relied on the strength of his fifth-floor body to slap Zhou Wen in the face, sending him flying about ten feet away.

He turned over two somersaults along the way, and when he landed, there were two big teeth scattered in front of him and a pool of blood, and he was already unconscious.

Everyone looked at each other in shock when they saw this scene, thinking that this is not called public revenge?

He was beaten like this after just a simple seizure. If he entered the yamen, would Zhou Wen still have a job?

Countless people were suspicious, but no one dared to speak.

Zhang Shoufu has said enough, who dares to feel uncomfortable?

The silver medalist strode forward, casually picked up one of Zhou Wen's feet, and led him away from the field like a dead dog.

At this point, the farce caused by Zhou Wen is completely over.

Zhang Shoufu did not pause, and quickly turned to look at the sword master in white, and said calmly, "Mr. Luo, you have seen me, and the matter has been explained clearly. If there are no other instructions, we will take Miss Luo back temporarily.

"

"No rush!"

The sword master's eyes fell on Zhang Shoufu, stayed for a moment, and then asked, "Are you sure you can't take Xiting away today?"

As he spoke, the sword intent suddenly rose without warning, like a heavy mountain falling, making everyone around him breathless.

Zhang Shoufu was unmoved.

His eyes flashed with green light, and he looked at the sword master with his sword intent. He shook his head calmly, "Sorry, we have to wait for the joint trial of the Prison Department and the Three Law Departments to confirm that Miss Luo is innocent before letting her go.

."

"No exceptions?"
To be continued...