Why marry someone when you are reborn?

Luo Zhan appeared in the carriage on time the next day.

Escort Xu Yun to the examination room.

Seeing that he was in high spirits and didn't look like he had been up all night, Xu Yun asked, "Did you find out?"

Luo Zhan said, "No. That guy looked bad, but he was stubborn. I couldn't pry him open for the whole night."

Now, Xu Yun was also a little surprised and asked Luo Zhan: "Then you didn't sleep all night?"

"Yes. I came directly here according to the time." Luo Zhan narrowed his eyes slightly, with a fierce expression: "Don't worry, I will go back and continue the interrogation in a while. There will definitely be an explanation for this matter."

Xu Yun nodded, thought for a moment, and asked, "Didn't his family ask?"

If cheating is discovered during the imperial examination, the candidate will be disqualified immediately.

Not this time.

It’s lifelong.

Even more serious cases will be sentenced, and in serious cases, there will be exile.

This place is originally in the north, and if they are exiled again, they will be sent directly to the grassland to mine.

For someone like Wu Zhenfang, if he was caught cheating in the exam room, he would be disqualified for life. If he had bribed someone to achieve this goal, then the accomplice would be held accountable and punished more severely.

This was something that was finalized after the imperial examination rules were introduced.

How should I put it? They are relatively lenient towards candidates, but they are extremely strict towards those who accept bribes and cheat.

Xu Yun remembered that after cheaters were taken out of the examination room, they had to kneel outside the examination room in a wooden cangue. But Wu Zhenfang was able to ambush her at her house in advance.

She raised her eyebrows: "Wu Zhenfang didn't wear a wooden cangue to show him to the public? Why is that?"

Luo Zhan whispered, "Wu Zhenfang is from a declining noble family, and noble families are treated preferentially. Besides, someone bailed him out."

After a pause, Luo Zhan said, "That man is the Grand Master."

The Grand Tutor is the uncle of His Majesty Zhou Ding.

Superior status.

But the question arises, the Grand Tutor did not come from a noble family and fully supports Your Majesty, so why would he protect Wu Zhenfang?

Xu Yun hesitated for a moment and said, "What is his relationship with the Grand Marshal? He can't be the Grand Marshal's son-in-law."

Luo Zhan was silent for a long time before he spoke slowly: "He's not a son-in-law. He's my nephew's son-in-law."

This relationship left Xu Yun speechless: OK, OK, they really are relatives.

"If Wu Zhenfang had stayed at home obediently at the time, he would have just insisted that it was an accident and that he had no intention of giving you the cheating pen. There would have been no evidence against him." Luo Zhan's expression was somewhat complicated.

After thinking through what Luo Zhan said, Xu Yun also felt complicated - sometimes, people just like to do things like hanging themselves.

If Wu Zhenfang had stayed at home honestly, this matter would have ended up in nothing.

But he happened to come and cause trouble for Xu Yun.

Still holding a knife.

Xu Yun recalled the law: "Those who attempt to injure others with a knife shall be sentenced to a minimum of three years and a maximum of ten years?"

Luo Zhan had never memorized the law, but seeing how confident Xu Yun was, he did not reveal that he did not know this, and immediately said coldly: "Anyway, this kid will not be let off easily. Moreover, we have to continue the trial."

"Why did he come to me for revenge?" Xu Yun's smile seemed a bit malicious: "The guards didn't tell him that I was the one who reported him. I just took a look. You might as well ask more."

"He did this kind of thing just to have a better future, which is always beneficial. But if this happens, he will never have another chance in the officialdom in the future."

"Those who commit crimes will never be employed as officials." Xu Yun's lips curled up slightly: "He has no hope in this life, and neither does his son or grandson."

"He will be exiled to the grassland to do hard labor. Some people are eating meat in Peking and calling slaves and maids—"

Luo Zhan understood what Xu Yun meant.

He suddenly remembered what his own mother said: Xu Yun is a cruel and ruthless person...

Luo Zhan pursed his lips in approval.

After sending Xu Yun into the examination room, Luo Zhan turned around and returned to the government office.

Then a bucket of cold water was poured on Wu Zhenfang, who had fallen asleep while hanging on the wooden rack.

In this weather, a bucket of cold water outside can make a dying person jump up in fright.

When Wu Zhenfang saw that it was Luo Zhan, he was immediately furious and almost roared: "Are you done yet? I've already said it! Do you still want to torture me to extract a confession?!"

Luo Zhan took a step back to avoid being sprayed with Wu Zhenfang's saliva.

In response to Wu Zhenfang's anger, Luo Zhan smiled, with a rather evil look.

Then he stretched out his hand.

His personal guard trotted over and respectfully placed a large bowl of mutton soup in his hands.

This is a bowl of mutton soup that has been simmered for a long time.

The soup is milky white with crystal clear oil beads on top. In the middle of the soup are piled high mutton slices with a few green chopped green onions and chopped coriander on top.

Luo Zhan slowly passed the mutton soup under Wu Zhenfang's nose.

The fragrance was like a hook, trying hard to drill into Wu Zhenfang's nose.

Wu Zhenfang restrained himself and held his breath.

But the hot steam from the mutton soup still made his head and face smelly.

The lingering fragrance instantly overwhelmed his sense of smell when he couldn't help but take a deep breath.

It smells good, really good, so good!

Wu Zhenfang felt saliva coming out of his mouth which had been dry all night.

The good thing is: not so thirsty anymore.

The bad thing is: I’m so hungry, really hungry, it seems like I’m even hungrier than before.

When people are extremely hungry, they will feel anxious and have an unparalleled desire for food.

It is commonly known as: It feels like it can eat a whole cow!

Luo Zhan kindly fanned the smell of mutton soup towards Wu Zhenfang's face.

Looking at Wu Zhenfang's Adam's apple sliding up and down, he smiled with satisfaction, then took out two chopsticks, without saying a word, and sat on the chair in front of Wu Zhenfang, drinking the soup and eating the meat!

The personal guards even brought a cake!

Luo Zhan ate with great relish.

But this was a torture for Wu Zhenfang, who had been hungry for a day and a night!

Wu Zhenfang could hardly hold back his cursing in the end.

But he held back.

He knew that this was a waste of energy. Luo Zhan was just torturing him!

Wu Zhenfang closed his eyes in near despair, thinking that out of sight, out of mind.

Seeing this, Luo Zhan chuckled and ignored it.

After he finished eating the mutton soup noodles, he took out a handkerchief to wipe his mouth, then took out a silver toothpick to pick his teeth, then he leaned back in his chair, crossed his legs, and said in a rather ruffian tone: "Do you think you can eat mutton soup in the future?"

Wu Zhenfang opened his eyes.

What I saw was Luo Zhan's compassionate eyes: "Attempted knife attack will start from three years and end at ten years. All prisoners now will be sent to the grassland to mine. There are many cattle and sheep on the grassland, but unfortunately they are not for prisoners like you to eat."

"Do you think you won't have to suffer if someone protects you?"

Luo Zhan's smile deepened: "I will have someone keep an eye on you. By then, you will have to eat coarse flour steamed bread and wild vegetable soup every day. It will be even worse in winter, and there may not even be wild vegetable soup."

"I forgot to tell you that it's normal for you to freeze to death or die of disease on the grassland. Even if your family members come to hold you accountable, they won't be able to find anyone to blame. Who told you to commit a crime? Who told you not to be strong enough?"