My Sister Beat and Scolded Your Son? That Just Proves She's Brilliant with Both Pen and Sword!

At those words...

Murmurs rose through the great hall.

A Silver Robe inspector?

That was a high-ranking official of the Demon Suppression Office.

But even a Silver Robe couldn't beat someone half to death for no reason, could they?

Officials who knew nothing of the matter began whispering among themselves.

Those who did know lowered their eyes and said nothing.

They had their sources. Naturally, they knew what had happened later at Prince Jing's Residence last night.

Besides, the palace had been in an uproar last night, and the Golden Jade Palace had blazed with light...

Anyone with half a brain had already begun to put the pieces together.

On the dragon throne...

The emperor's expression turned peculiar.

He sat up straight, the corners of his mouth lifting despite himself.

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

Su Wenbing froze.

He knew?

That was it?

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

"Your Majesty..."

Su Wenbing was unwilling to let it go. "The culprit..."

"Culprit?"

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

"What culprit?"

Su Wenbing stared blankly.

The assembled civil and military officials were just as stunned.

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. He calls himself the capital's foremost talent, but all he does is moon over the breeze and write flowery, lovelorn verse."

"I recall that a few months ago, he fought over a courtesan in a brothel and got his head cracked open. You came crying to me then too, claiming someone had assaulted him, didn't you?"

Su Wenbing's aged face flushed. "That... That was