The world became quiet again.

Whether it was Chi Hou, Wan Chong, or the people around, even Yan Xiu looked at Fang Zhengzhen in front of him.

In fact, the current situation has become a deadlock.

Moreover, it was a deadlock between Chi Hou and Wan Chong, the Minister of Justice. It can be said that Fang Zhengzhi has successfully transferred the contradiction from himself.

When things got to this point, Chi Hou would never let Wan Chong catch people.

Because this is no longer a matter of whether the law is not a law, but dignity, the dignity of the dignity of the dignified God's Mansion, and the dignity of the Thirteen Mansions.

If this step back.

It can be imagined that in the situation in Yanjing City, Chi Hou will definitely retreat step by step, so Chi Hou cannot retreat, nor will it retreat.

As for the consequences...

If Chi Hou was the contribution made by the Daxia Dynasty, even if he really disobeyed the law in public and opposed the Ministry of Justice, as long as he admitted his mistake with the emperor, it would probably be in vain.

What's more, he has a daughter, a proud daughter of heaven, and a pure-hearted cultivation in the Heavenly Dao Pavilion. In the future, he will definitely accept the will of heaven and become the daughter of the Grand Marshal of the World, who is below one person and above ten thousand people.

It can be said that Chi Hou was carrying a sharp edge when he entered Beijing this time, not a turtle shell. So how could he be really blocked by a minister of justice at the city gate?

Chi Hou is in a very complicated mood now.

He had already determined that Fang Zhengzhi's actions just now were to use himself as a gun, and he was indeed ready to be this gun, but at this moment, something magical happened again.

Fang Zhengzheng actually...

Take back this gun?

He even took the initiative to transfer the contradiction to himself again.

gratitude?

Chi Hou would not think so. He just didn't quite understand the purpose of Fang Zhengzhi's words, nor did he know the confidence of Fang Zhengzhi to say this.

Stand still?

He was so domineering, didn’t he know that he had become a useless person now? Moreover, even if he was not a useless person, he would stand still, how could he stop Wan Chong, the Minister of Justice.

You know, Wan Chong's strength is not low.

Chi Hou couldn't figure it out.

Wan Chong also didn't understand the meaning of Fang Zhengzhen's words. Is this just surrender? But will he really surrender if he is shameless as Fang Zhengzhen?

"Fang Zhengzhen, do you take this seriously?" Wan Chong was a little disbelieved.

"Mr. Wan has a very poor memory. I have said it many times. My name is Fang Zhengzheng, and I have also witnessed this matter for me." Fang Zhengzheng waved his hand casually.

"I don't know whether you are called Fang Zhengzhi or Fang Zhengzheng, I will only ask you one question, do you really stop resisting?" Wan Chong's eyes looked at Fang Zhengzhi tightly, wanting to see what Fang Zheng was thinking.

"I said everything, I just stood here and didn't move, so naturally I wouldn't resist. It depends on whether Lord Wan has the courage to come over."

"God? Humph, as the Minister of Justice, are you still afraid that you will be a prisoner?" Wan Chong snorted coldly, with a firm attitude.

"Since that's the case, Lord Wan, please do it!" Fang Zhengzhi nodded, and then gave a wink at the four men in black wearing hats standing around him.

When the four men in black saw Fang Zhengzhi's gaze, they all bowed one after another, and then quickly retreated behind Fang Zhengzhi.

Wan Chong's brows frowned at this moment, his eyes almost narrowed into a slit. He wanted to see what Fang Zheng was thinking until he was thinking, but in fact, he had almost no expression except seeing his open-minded face.

Could it be...

This guy really accepted his fate?

It was really hard for Wan Chong to believe such a thing. He could imagine any way he would accept his fate, but he could not imagine that Fang Zhengzheng would really surrender.

The people around him were also widening their eyes at this moment.

"What are Fang Zhengzheng doing?"

"have no idea."

"Stand still, can you surrender? It's unlikely that you can think about it?"

"Yes, I don't think it's possible, but that seems to be what he said?"

The people were unwilling to believe it, but the facts in front of them forced them to believe it, because the man in black who was guarding Fang Zhengzheng had already retreated.

Not only the man in black retreated, but even Chi Hou who was blocking the front retreated.

There is a straight passage between Fang Zhengzhi and Wan Chong, a passage without any obstruction of anyone or anything. It is not too wide, but it is enough to allow Wan Chong to swagger through.

But Wan Chong did not move immediately.

Because, he has not figured it out yet, something he has not figured out means that there may be many unknown and uncertain possibilities behind it.

"Sir, why don't we do it?" A constable leader said carefully behind Wan Chong.

"No, I want to see what he has to rely on!" Wan Chong waved his hand, Fang Zhengzhi's words were already very clear. If he asked him to arrest him in person, how could he retreat in public?

"I understand, this is a chain." The chief constable handed over a black metal chain.

"Yeah." Wan Chong nodded, took the chain casually, and gently tied the chain on his arm. Suddenly, an iron hook with a cold light was also exposed.

This is the most commonly used chain for the constables of the Ministry of Justice when arresting prisoners. There is an iron hook at the tip of the chain. Once it is hooked by the iron hook, it is difficult to escape.

Chi Hou looked at the chains in Wan Chong's hand, and then looked at Fang Zhengzheng, who looked calmly from not far away. He didn't say anything anymore. He also wanted to see what Fang Zhengzheng was relying on?

And at this moment...

Wan Chong finally moved.

One step, two steps, three steps!

Fang Zhengzhi didn't move, and just looked at Wan Chong with a calm face, with a hint of indifference and leisure on his face, just like the person Wan Chong was not himself.

Wan Chong's hand subconsciously pinched the chain in his hand. He didn't walk too fast, because he still didn't believe that Fang Zhengzhi would really stand still and let him catch him.

But in fact, Fang Zhengzhi did not move, and even stretched his head forward, looking like he was waiting for Wan Chong to lock him.

"I'm too bullying. I'm the Minister of Justice. Can you still be scared by you?" Wan Chong gritted his teeth and did not hesitate any more. Instead, he accelerated his pace and rushed towards Fang Zheng straight.

It's close, very close...

When the distance was less than one meter, Wan Chong finally stopped. Seeing that he could already be in front of him, he finally smiled on his face.

Sure enough, have you given up?

Just as I was thinking about this, a voice also sounded among the crowd.

"Master, Master! I have a letter from you!"

"Win? What's the letter?" Wan Chong's hand holding the chain finally stopped, because he had heard that the voice was the butler of his Wan Mansion.

"The young man dared not take it apart. The sender said that the master wanted to tear it himself." The butler of the Wanfu said with a panting face.

"Didn't you see that I'm performing official duties? I can't send any letters to you after I return home?" Wan Chong's face turned slightly cold.

"The person who sent the letter said it was a big matter that concerns the master's life and life. The young... the young one dared not neglect it, so..." When the butler of Wanfu heard this, his face turned pale.

Wan Chong was slightly stunned, and then his eyes subconsciously glanced at Fang Zhengzhi who was close to him. I wonder if it was Zhen, he had a feeling that this letter should have something to do with Fang Zhengzhi.

"Take it." After hesitating for a while, Wan Chong finally nodded and reached out to take the letter handed over by the butler of the Wan Mansion.

It was a very simple letter, with no signature on it, only three large characters written by Wanchongshou. Apart from that, there were no other characters.

With a gentle movement of your finger, the letter was cut open directly.

When I opened it, there was only a thin piece of letters inside. It was not a letter, but a painting, a obviously very rough painting.

From an artistic perspective.

This painting is really low-level, the lines are not smooth enough, and even a little distorted. Moreover, the things on the painting are not landscapes or plants.

If you have to use one word to describe this painting, then this word must be called "graffiti".

But just such a painting changed Wan Chong's face completely, and his hands holding the painting couldn't help but tremble gently.

Because there is a line of small characters on this painting.

"Wanfu Topographic Map!"

This seems to be done by the painter deliberately, and the purpose should be to be afraid that Wan Chong would not understand it very well, so he deliberately marked these words in the lower right corner of the painting.

Of course...

This is not important. The most important thing is that there is a red dot at the upper right corner of this picture and a red dot that is randomly pointed out with cinnabar.

It was this red dot that made Wan Chong's face pale in an instant, and a chill rushed from the soles of his feet towards his forehead.

Because he knew very well what the red dot represents, it was the biggest secret of his Wan Mansion and also the biggest secret of his Wan Chong in his life.

During the Great Xia Dynasty, I rested for many years.

It has long been an indisputable fact that there are many party struggles in the court.

As a minister, Wan Chong can hold this position firmly, so naturally there is no secret that cannot be told to the world in his life.

Gold, silver, jewelry, this is part, and more importantly, letters, some correspondences that communicate with each other.

Wan Chong is the Minister of Justice. He has been committed to arresting criminals, interrogating criminals, and collecting evidence of crimes throughout his life. In the eyes of the world, it is impossible for him to deliberately leave some letters.
To be continued...