The Directorate of Ceremonial Descended on Rongguo Mansion, Striking the Jia Family Like a Thunderbolt!

At noon, the Southern Commandant Office received an urgent report.

Inside the spacious government office, more than a dozen officials, including Officer Fu, looked furious as they cursed:

"Damn him!"

"The Southern Office issued no official orders, nor was there an Arrest Warrant or Approval Seal. He didn't even submit a written request for instructions, yet he dared turn a commandery prince's residence upside down, running rampant with no regard for the law!"

"If anything happens to the Prince of Xingyang Commandery and the Directorate of Ceremonial and the Imperial Clan Court demand answers, how will the Embroidered Uniform Guard explain itself? Will Jia Huan's head be enough?"

"The court's powerful ministers will seize on this as a pretext, and the Embroidered Uniform Guard Office will once again be battered by tongues and pens!"

Officer Fu lowered his head, his expression grave. Jia Huan's recklessness had disappointed him beyond measure.

"Execute first, report afterward, by imperial privilege"-did he think that slogan, forever on everyone's lips, was some absolute truth?

Whom could they execute before reporting, and whom must they report on before investigating? If he lacked even that much judgment, how could he have the face to remain in the Embroidered Uniform Guard Office?

Either he obtained evidence of the Prince of Xingyang Commandery's crimes as ironclad as nails driven into a board, or Jia Huan would rot in prison—he might even find death impossible to escape!

"Hundred-Household Commander Jia probably found a lead and, fearing he would stir the grass and startle the snake, chose the most brutal approach."

One of the officials offered this analysis.

The others fell silent. Once they calmed down, they all thought the same.

If he were truly stupid, he could never have handled one case after another so cleanly and efficiently.

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