The world fell silent once again.
Chi Hou, Wan Chong, the crowd, and even Yan Xiu stared at Fang Zhengzhi in shock.
The situation had reached a stalemate.
Furthermore, it was a stalemate between Chi Hou and Law Official Wan Chong. Fang Zhengzhi had successfully diverted the conflict away from himself.
Now that things had come to this, Chi Hou couldn't allow Wan Chong to capture anyone.
This was no longer a matter of the law. This was a matter of pride. The pride of the Divine Constabulary and the 13 Constabularies.
If he retreated...
One could imagine that Chi Hou would be pushed back step by step in the Flame Capital City. Hence, Chi Hou could not and would not retreat.
As for the consequences...
With Chi Hou's contributions to the Great Xia Dynasty, even if he really disobeyed the law and went against the Ministry of Law, as long as he apologized to the Emperor, the matter would probably be settled.
Furthermore, he had a daughter, a proud daughter of the Heavens. She was currently cultivating in the Heaven Dao Pavilion, and in the future, she would definitely become the daughter of the Heaven's Mandate General of the World.
It could be said that this time, Chi Hou came to the capital with a sharp edge, not a turtle shell. Then, how could he really be blocked by a Minister of Law at the city gate?
Chi Hou was conflicted.
He was certain that Fang Zhengzhi was using him as a weapon. He was prepared to be the weapon. However, at that moment, something miraculous happened.
Fang Zhengzhi actually...
Did he take back his gun?
In fact, he even diverted the conflict back to himself.
Gratitude?
Chi Hou did not think so. He just did not understand why Fang Zhengzhi said that. He did not know where Fang Zhengzhi got his confidence from.
Stand there and not move?
His words were so domineering. Could it be that he didn't know that he had already become a cripple? Furthermore, even if he was not a cripple, he would not be able to stop Law Official Wan Chong.
One had to know that Wan Chong wasn't weak.
Chi Hou did not understand.
Wan Chong did not understand what Fang Zhengzhi meant. Was Fang Zhengzhi going to surrender? However, would someone as shameless as Fang Zhengzhi allow himself to be captured?
"Fang Zhengzhi, are you serious?" Wan Chong was in disbelief.
"Official Wan's memory is really bad. I have already said it many times. My name is Fang Zhengzheng, and the Marquis can testify for me." Fang Zhengzheng waved his hand casually.
"I don't care if your name is Fang Zhengzhi or Fang Zhengzheng. I only have one question for you. Are you really not going to resist?" Wan Chong stared at Fang Zhengzhi, trying to figure out what he was thinking.
"I've already said that I'll stand here and not move. Naturally, I won't resist. Let's see if Lord Wan has the guts to come over."
"Guts? Hmph, as the Minister of Law, do you think I'm afraid of a criminal like you? "Wan Chong harrumphed coldly.
"In that case, please make your move, Lord Wan!" Fang Zhengzhi nodded. Then, he shot a look at the four men in black with bamboo hats standing around him.
The four men in black saw Fang Zhengzhi's gaze and bowed. Then, they quickly retreated behind Fang Zhengzhi.
Wan Chong frowned and squinted. He wanted to know what Fang Zhengzhi was thinking. However, all he saw was Fang Zhengzhi's calm expression. There was nothing else on his face.
Could it be...
Was this guy really resigned to his fate?
Wan Chong could not believe what he was seeing. He could imagine Fang Zhengzhi accepting his fate, but he could not imagine Fang Zhengzhi giving up so easily.
All of the spectators widened their eyes in disbelief.
"What is Fang Zhengzhi doing?"
"I don't know."
"Is he going to stand there and wait to be captured? I don't think that's possible! "
"That's right, I don't think that's possible either. However, that's exactly what he said!"
None of the spectators wanted to believe it. However, they had no choice but to believe it. The men in black guarding Fang Zhengzhi had already retreated.
Not only did the black-clothed man retreat, even Chi Hou, who was in front of him, retreated.
There was a straight path between Fang Zhengzhi and Wan Chong. It was not a wide path, but it was wide enough for Wan Chong to stroll through.
However, Wan Chong did not move immediately.
This was because he hadn't figured it out yet. Something that he hadn't figured out meant that there might be many unknown and uncertain possibilities behind it.
"Sir, why don't you let us do it?" One of the constables suggested carefully.
"No need, I want to see what he has up his sleeve!" Wan Chong waved him off. Fang Zhengzhi had made it clear that he was going to capture Fang Zhengzhi personally. As such, he could not back down.
"I understand. This is a chain." The constable handed over a black metal chain.
"Mm." Wan Chong nodded and took the chain. He wrapped it around his arm, revealing a gleaming metal hook.
This was the most common chain used by the constables. There was a metal hook at the tip of the chain. Once hooked, it would be difficult to escape.
Chi Hou looked at the chain in Wan Chong's hand, then at Fang Zhengzhi. He did not say anything. He wanted to see what Fang Zhengzhi was relying on.
At that moment …
Wan Chong finally moved.
One step, two steps, three steps!
Fang Zhengzhi did not move. He looked at Wan Chong calmly, almost as if he was not the one Wan Chong was trying to capture.
Wan Chong tightened his grip on the chains. He did not walk too quickly because he did not believe that Fang Zhengzhi would just stand there and let him grab him.
However, Fang Zhengzhi did not move. He even stretched his head forward, almost as if he was waiting for Wan Chong to lock him up.
"You are too much. I am the Minister of Law, do you think I will be intimidated by you?" Wan Chong gritted his teeth. He did not hesitate any longer. He quickened his pace and charged towards Fang Zhengzhi.
He was close, very close …
Wan Chong stopped when he was less than a meter away from Fang Zhengzhi. He smiled when he saw that Fang Zhengzhi was within his reach.
Did he give up?
Just as he was thinking about it, a voice rang out from the crowd.
"Master, master! There is a letter for you! "
"Letter? What letter? " Wan Chong stopped. He could tell that the voice belonged to the housekeeper of the Wan Residence.
"I didn't dare to open it. The messenger said that Master had to open it personally." The housekeeper replied breathlessly.
"Can't you see that I am on official business? What letter can't be delivered after I return? "Wan Chong's expression froze.
"The person who delivered the letter said that it was an important matter related to Master's life. This lowly one … this lowly one didn't dare to neglect it, so …" When the housekeeper of the Wan Residence heard this, his face turned pale with fright.
Wan Chong was stunned. Then, he looked at Fang Zhengzhi. He had a feeling that this letter had something to do with Fang Zhengzhi.
"Give it to me." Wan Chong hesitated for a moment before nodding his head. He reached out to take the letter from the housekeeper of the Wan Residence.
It was a very simple letter. There was no signature on it, only the words' Wan Chong Shou 'were written on it. Other than that, there was no other handwriting.
Wan Chong cut the letter open with a flick of his finger.
When he opened it, there was only a thin piece of paper inside. It wasn't a letter, but a drawing, a very crude drawing.
From an artistic point of view...
This drawing was of a low standard. The lines were not smooth enough and were even slightly distorted. Furthermore, it was not a painting of a mountain or grass.
If one had to use a word to describe this drawing, it would be 'graffiti'.
However, this painting caused Wan Chong's expression to change completely. His hands trembled uncontrollably as he held onto the painting.
There was a line of words on the drawing.
"Map of the Wan Residences!"
This seemed to have been done intentionally by the artist. He was probably afraid that Wan Chong would not be able to understand it. As such, he placed these words on the bottom right corner of the drawing.
Of course …
That was not the most important thing. More importantly, there was a red dot on the top right corner of the drawing. It was a red dot that had been casually drawn with cinnabar.
It was this red dot that caused Wan Chong's face to turn pale. A chill ran down his spine.
He knew too well what this red dot represented. It was the greatest secret of the Wan Residence, and it was also the greatest secret of his life.
The Great Xia Dynasty had rested for many years.
It was an undeniable fact that the Great Xia Dynasty was rife with internal strife.
For Wan Chong to be able to sit so firmly in his position, it was naturally impossible for him to not have any secrets that he could not tell the world.
Gold, silver, and jewels were part of it. But the more important part was the letters, the letters of communication.
Wan Chong was the Minister of Law. He spent his entire life arresting criminals, interrogating them, and collecting evidence. In the eyes of the world, he would not intentionally leave behind letters.
However, there were some things that were beyond one's expectations.
Wan Chong was someone who had entered the Great Xia Dynasty with his passion and outstanding performance in the Law of Dao examinations. His goal was to shine brightly in the Great Xia Dynasty.
However, not many knew that Wan Chong had the dream of becoming a scholar.
In the Law of Dao examinations, he had obtained first place in the theory examination and not the combat examination. This had also caused him to give up on the thought of continuing to cultivate.
However, when he first became an official, his biggest dream was the Imperial Academy, a place where he could talk about flowers, drink wine, recite songs, and recite poems with the literati.
However, dreams were often far from reality.
Wan Chong eventually entered the Ministry of Law.
Ministry of Law!
Wan Chong had seen too many criminals, from the governor's office to the Ministry of Law's prison in Flame Capital City.
However, all of these were far from his dream of being a scholar.
Between dreams and reality, Wan Chong had to make a wise choice. He chose reality.
However, a person's dream was still a dream.
No one wanted literature more than Wan Chong. As such, he had a habit over the years. It was a habit that he persisted in even though he knew it was wrong.
He had kept a lot of letters.
These letters were all written with great writing. It was because of these letters that Wan Chong was able to give up his dream and work hard in the Ministry of Justice.
From the Warden to the Assistant Minister of Law. His journey was successful, and finally...
He became the Minister of the Six Ministries!
When Wan Chong sat in the position of the Minister of Law and looked at the official seal, he knew that his dream of becoming a scholar would never come true.
At that moment, he looked at the pile of letters in his study. He hesitated for a long time. The flame in his hand was lit and extinguished.
In the end...
He buried the letters deep in the ground. He buried them in a place where no one would know. He buried them for five years, so long that he had almost forgotten about them.
But now, that red dot made of cinnabar was so clearly visible.
"Fang Zhengzhi!" Wan Chong's eyes turned red and he gritted his teeth so hard that they were about to shatter. There was no signature on the letter, but how could he not guess who wrote it?
He did not know how Fang Zhengzhi knew where he buried the letters, but he knew what Fang Zhengzhi was relying on.
"Official Wan, I am Fang Zhengzheng." Fang Zhengzhi smiled as he looked at Wan Chong and reminded him kindly.
"Do you think that you can make me submit? You are too naive. Do you think it is so easy to search the residence of a minister? "Wan Chong's voice was not loud, but it was loud enough for Fang Zhengzhi to hear.
He hated Fang Zhengzhi, but he was not in a hurry.
Because...
The situation in front of him had not reached the point of no return. As long as he captured Fang Zhengzhi now and destroyed the letter immediately, everything would still be under control.
"Is that so? It is difficult to search the residence of a minister, but it is not impossible. "Fang Zhengzhi smiled at Wan Chong.
"What do you mean?" Wan Chong tightened his grip on the chains.
Fang Zhengzhi did not reply immediately. He looked into the distance and saw a servant in black running towards him and Wan Chong.
At that moment, a voice rang out.
"Master, Master, something bad has happened, something bad has happened!"
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