Back then, when Fan Linghua had not yet taken up the post of Guardian Cavalry Commander, Zhang Wenyuan had already become the most respected judge in the entire capital.
No matter how difficult and serious the case is, or how earth-shattering the major case is, he almost always handles it personally and ultimately gives a reasonable and convincing solution.
Although Fan Linghua's official position is much higher than Zhang Wenyuan's, she, who has just started in this industry, dares not neglect this experienced senior in the slightest. After all, there are many complicated affairs in this government office, and she alone cannot do whatever she wants and act arbitrarily.
At this moment, a nimble constable ran to the front of the hall like the wind. He first saluted respectfully to Fan Linghua and Zhang Wenyuan, then bowed his head and reported:
"General Fan, Lord Zhang, the prisoners have been brought here!"
Hearing this, Fan Linghua slowly raised her head, first glanced at Zhang Wenyuan beside her, and then cast her eyes to the deep inside the hall, as if waiting for some instructions or confirmation. After a while, as if she had received tacit approval, she shouted loudly:
"Bring those criminals up here quickly!"
After hearing the order, the constable did not dare to be negligent in the slightest. He immediately turned around respectfully and left the room quickly in a hurry.
Not long after, a heavy sound of footsteps came from far away, and then several figures appeared in front of the door. These figures looked a little embarrassed because they were being tightly detained by a group of fully armed soldiers.
A closer look revealed that two of them were Zhou Yang and the old man with a goatee who had sold the slave girl to him. At this moment, they were mercilessly forced to kneel on the ground by the soldiers. Zhou Yang's face was full of panic, and his eyes kept looking around, as if he was looking for something to rely on or a chance to escape.
At this moment, Zhang Wenyuan, who was sitting behind the table, suddenly grabbed the wake-up stick and slammed it hard on the table with all his strength. There was a crisp sound of "slap", and the whole room seemed to shake. Zhang Wenyuan's face suddenly became extremely serious. He stared at the two people kneeling in front of him with his eyes wide open, and shouted loudly:
"How dare you! How dare you openly sell slaves in the capital city, in front of everyone! You are so bold!"
His roar was like thunder exploding in the air, shaking everyone present. When the old man with the goatee heard this, he was so frightened that his whole body trembled, and his already pale face was now even more bloodless. He kowtowed repeatedly on the ground in panic, and his mouth opened and closed, and the words were squeezed out of his throat unclearly.
"My Lord! I really don't know the rules here. I hope you can spare my life because this is my first offense. Please don't kill me!"
However, Zhang Wenyuan snorted coldly and was not moved at all. His sharp eyes stared coldly at the old man with a goatee, as if he wanted to see through his appearance and the ugliness in his heart. His voice was as cold as ice, and he said sternly:
"Hmph! Stop talking nonsense here! When you entered the capital, the soldiers guarding the city told you clearly that human trafficking is strictly prohibited in our capital."
His words were like a sharp sword, piercing through the old man's disguise. The old man's face turned pale in an instant, his lips trembled, but he could not utter a complete sentence.
"But what about you? You actually dared to disguise slaves as ordinary travelers and sneak them into the city to do such dirty work. Now that the matter has been exposed, you still have the nerve to tell me that you didn't know about it? Do you think I'm a fool?" Zhang Wenyuan's voice became increasingly harsh, with undisguised anger.
As soon as these words came out, the old man was frightened and trembled all over. His body was like a leaf falling in the wind, and he was about to fall. He knocked his forehead heavily on the ground, begging for mercy, making a "dong dong" sound.
"My lord! It's unfair! I really didn't know! It's unfair, my lord!"
However, Zhang Wenyuan obviously ignored his shouting. He slapped the wood again, and the crisp sound echoed in the air, like a verdict on the old man.
"Someone! Take him out. According to the laws of the Great Chu, he will be given a hundred lashes of the cane, and then demoted to forced labor. He will never be allowed to enter the capital again!"
Zhang Wenyuan's voice was like thunder, exploding in the hall.
When the verdict came out, the old man felt as if he was struck by lightning. His eyes became empty, as if he had lost his soul. He felt a sharp pain in his forehead, his eyes went dark, and he immediately fainted and collapsed to the ground.
But even so, he could not escape punishment. Several soldiers quickly stepped forward and dragged the old man away like a dead dog. Their actions were rude and ruthless, as if they were treating a worthless object.
Not long after, waves of heart-wrenching noises came from outside. It was the sound of a board hitting flesh, accompanied by the old man's screams, which was horrifying.
When Zhou Yang heard the voice, he was struck by lightning, and his face was instantly filled with panic. He could clearly feel his heart beating rapidly as if it was about to jump out of his throat, and even his breathing became extremely rapid. At the same time, beads of sweat began to seep out of his forehead, densely covering his entire forehead.
Just because he knew very well in his heart that the next person to be named would be him! At this moment, Zhou Yang's brain was working rapidly, desperately thinking of a response strategy. However, just as he was racking his brains, Zhang Wenyuan's low and majestic voice rang out again.
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