"Since the head of the Zhao family is at home with your son, why should he avoid seeing him?"
A sudden male voice suddenly sounded. Zhao Yuhuan looked back, his face suddenly turned ugly: "It's you."
The person who came was none other than Zhou Wu, the captain of the Cui Family Guards. The Cui Family Guards were usually very low-key, but no one dared to ignore this group of elite soldiers. Those worthy families in Mingzhou Prefecture had already killed them.
This group of people knows almost all the information on the surface.
Zhou Wu raised his hand in a neither humble nor overbearing manner, and was very polite: "I came uninvited and disturbed the house, so I'm going to accuse you first. However, this is the arrest order from the prefect. I also ask the head of the Zhao family and Erlang Jun to cooperate with the order."
I'll move to the Yamen."
Zhao Yuhuan's face was as dark as water: "What if we don't want to?"
Zhou Wu's expression did not change, and he still looked calm: "Then don't blame us for being rude."
The Cui family guards and government officials behind him all put their hands on the swords at their waists. The atmosphere became tense instantly, and the battle was about to break out.
The second son of the Zhao family stood up tremblingly at this moment, holding back his fear and said: "Our Zhao family has always been law-abiding and has a clean family tradition. Your Excellency suddenly came to hunt for our father and son, which is really annoying. As the saying goes, a scholar cannot be killed.
Humiliation, the lintel of our Zhao family is not something that can be humiliated at will."
This was said with great integrity, and the silent Zhao Yuhuan gave him a look of approval, which boosted the morale of the second son of the Zhao family and made his attitude even tougher.
Zhao Yuhuan allowed his second son to take the lead and stood aside without saying a word, but his attitude was already very clear.
Zhou Wu saw it, and the gentle look on his face suddenly dimmed: "Since the Master of the Zhao family and your son have disobeyed orders, then Mr. Zhou will be rude."
He waved his hand, and the guards and government officials behind him stepped forward to arrest him. The second young master of the Zhao family was so frightened that he backed away repeatedly. Later, he realized that his father was still ahead, and hurriedly stepped forward to protect him.
At this moment, a group of men in black suddenly appeared in the study and stopped the guards and government officials. The study, which was not very spacious, suddenly started fighting. All kinds of utensils and furniture fell to the floor, and even the books were not spared.
However, everyone present did not feel sorry for these things. The corner where the Zhao family and his son stood was the cleanest corner in the study. It seemed that all the swords and swords had tacitly avoided this place, waiting to decide the outcome before dealing with it.
And Zhou Wu stood in front of their father and son.
"The head of the Zhao family openly defied the authority of the house and refused to cooperate with the arrest. Is he planning to rebel?"
The expression on Zhao Yuhuan's face finally changed slightly. He looked at Zhou Wu coldly: "Guard Zhou, the Zhao family does not dare to take on such a big hat. Zhao is just asking for self-protection. Magistrate Cui came to arrest Zhao and his son without any reason.
If Zhao refuses to accept it, after today, Zhao will naturally come to the door in person to accuse him."
Zhou Wu chuckled, having already seen clearly what was going on in his heart: "What's the difference between today and tomorrow? Master Zhao, don't struggle anymore. The orders of the magistrate are always well-targeted. If you continue to allow the slaves to resist, you will be taken to court in the future."
, it’s an extra level of sin.”
Zhao Yuhuan stopped talking.
He naturally knew that the other party had key evidence, which led to the current situation. If he really surrendered, the Zhao family would really have no chance at all.
In the corner where no one saw him, the seemingly calm Zhao Yuhuan was already in a state of panic. His palms had been pricked by clenched nails, and traces of blood seeped out.
