My Sister Beat and Scolded Your Son-That Only Proves She Excels at Both Letters and Arms!

At those words, murmurs rose through the great hall.

A Silver Robe Inspector?

That was a high-ranking officer of the Demon Suppression Bureau.

But even a Silver Robe Inspector could not beat someone half to death for no reason, could she?

Some officials who knew nothing of the matter had already begun whispering to one another.

Those who did know kept their eyes on their noses and their noses on their hearts, saying nothing.

Their sources were good. Naturally, they knew what had happened later at King Jing's Mansion last night.

Besides, there had been such a commotion in the palace last night, with the Gold Jade Palace blazing with lights...

Anyone with half a brain had begun to piece it together.

On the dragon throne, the emperor's expression turned peculiar.

He straightened, the corners of his mouth rising despite himself.

"Minister Su, get up for now. I know about this matter."

Su Wenbing froze.

He knew?

Was that it?

Shouldn't His Majesty fly into a thunderous rage and order the culprit seized at once?

"Your Majesty..."

Unwilling to let it go, Su Wenbing said, "Then the culprit..."

"The culprit?"

The emperor cut him off. His gaze swept across the hall, and his voice rose sharply.

"What culprit?"

Su Wenbing was dumbfounded.

So were all the civil and military officials.

The emperor rose from the dragon throne and stood with his hands behind his back, looking down over his ministers.

"Minister Su, I know your son Su Qingzhou too. They call him the Capital's foremost scholar, but all he does is compose verses about wind and moon and write mawkish love songs."

"If I recall, a few months ago he fought over a courtesan in the Brothel District and got his head cracked open. You came weeping to me then,