After all the villains read my mind, they all came clean

Liang Ruitian raised his eyelids, his disgusted gaze lingering on Butcher Zhu's face for a moment, he raised his hand and said coldly: "In this case, take this person down and let the Ministry of Punishment hold him accountable."

After saying this, he deliberately turned his eyes sideways and raised his eyebrows to look at Shangshu Cen: "Do you have any objections, Lord Cen?"

Cen Shangshu knew clearly in his heart that Butcher Zhu did not bite him out because he held the life of Butcher Zhu's old mother in his hands.

At this time, Liang Ruitian is willing to calm things down and minimize the impact, which Cen Shangshu is naturally happy to hear.

He nodded repeatedly: "That's natural. I will inform the Criminal Department and let them investigate properly. We must not tolerate it."

Butcher Zhu was dragged away by people from the Liang Mansion.

As he passed Shangshu Cen, Butcher Zhu looked at Shangshu sadly and begged for mercy loudly: "Please, Lord Shangshu, for the sake of me surrendering myself to the crime, please protect my family from death."

Cen Shangshu was shocked by his words and broke into a cold sweat.

He glanced at Liang Ruitian from the corner of his eye and saw that the latter was busy talking to Shen Yuexi and did not seem to notice him. The panic on Cen Shangshu's face calmed down slightly. Little did he know that Liang Ruitian seemed not to look at him at all, but in fact I had already looked at it over and over with my peripheral vision.

Not only Liang Ruitian, but also Liang Yuyu stared at Cen Shangshu with wide eyes.

[Hmph~ It seems that the lives of Butcher Zhu’s family are in Cen Shangshu’s hands. 】

[If dad can send someone to keep an eye on Cen Shangshu and confirm this matter, then the relationship between Cen Shangshu and Zhu Butcher will be self-evident. 】

[Even though Cen Shangshu has great eyes and hands, the court cannot do anything to him. Even if the news is released in the capital, it will be enough for him. 】

[Who makes him so short-sighted!How dare you send people to Rouge Pavilion to cause trouble? 】

[Don’t you know that Rouge Pavilion is my mother’s hard work? 】

Liang Ruitian took advantage of the situation and looked at Chen Yuexi.

Honey, this is a good idea.

Ever since Shen Yuexi had the Rouge Pavilion, she had no time to get close to her for many days.

If he could handle this matter beautifully and make Shen Yuexi happy, he might be able to get closer to his wife in the future.

Thinking of this, Liang Ruitian called his chief attendant and gave him some low-key instructions.

While he was giving instructions, Cen Shangshu took Cen Jia'an and Shen Yuexi to say a few words and left in a hurry.

The crowd watching the fun also dispersed.

Shen Yuexi raised her fingers slightly, raised her chin, pointed in the direction where the crowd dispersed, and glanced at Liu Qiu.

The latter understood and immediately followed.

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the other side.

Cen Shangshu and Cen Jiaan got on the carriage.

The car had just taken a few steps when Cen Shangshu raised his hand and slapped Cen Jia'an hard.

A slap mark suddenly appeared on Cen Jia'an's young face.

He was originally sitting on the carriage, but when he was slapped by Cen Shangshu, his body suddenly tilted and he fell from the chair.

Cen Jia'an knelt in front of Cen Shangshu, his head drooped, and his voice buzzed: "Father is right."

"What happened today was due to my poor thinking. Not only did I fail to accuse Rouge Pavilion of selling defective goods, but it actually damaged my father's reputation. It's my fault."

After saying that, without Cen Shangshu opening his mouth, Cen Jia'an raised his hand and slapped him hard on the face, switching from left to right.

The tip of Cen Shangshu's nose was twitching, and his anger could not be dissipated. He stared at Cen Jia'an condescendingly and said coldly: "Cen Jia'an, you should know why I took you into my house in the first place."

Cen Jia'an lowered his head and nodded slightly.Cen Shangshu snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves and robes, straightened them out, and said in a cold voice: "If you hadn't said that you could help me eliminate Liang Ruitian's advantage in the court, with your qualifications, I'm afraid it wouldn't be possible in my lifetime. Enter my Cen mansion."

Cen Jia'an still lowered his eyelids and remained silent, with a well-behaved look on his face.

"But you have made many mistakes these few times. First, you asked me to tell Yiyi about the marriage proposal between the Liang family and Zhen Guo Gong, which made Yiyi temporarily unstable and embarrassed. Now it is difficult to discuss the marriage."

"Now, I failed to frame Rouge Pavilion again, and almost let Butcher Zhu drag me into the water."

Cen Shangshu scooted closer to Cen Jia'an, holding his chin with his palm, forcing Cen Jia'an to look at him.

His eyes were full of gloom, and he stared at Cen Jia'an coldly, saying word by word, "Are you here to help me? Or are you here to help the Liang family?"

Cen Jia'an's seemingly young face has a depth that shouldn't be present at this age.

He looked at Cen Shangshu steadily and said in a low voice: "My father adopted me and gave me a bite to eat. Naturally, I will work for my father wholeheartedly and I will never dare to have any second thoughts."

Cen Shangshu stared at Cen Jia'an for a long time, and saw that Cen Jia'an had a sincere face, and it really didn't look like he was lying.

After a long while, Cen Shangshu's hand slowly relaxed.

He sighed: "That's it, I believe you again. I will be free in a few days and let Taoist Bieshe come to the house. I want to ask him about his relationship with Shen Yuexi."

After finishing speaking, Cen Shangshu tapped the wall of the carriage.

Not long after, the carriage stopped.

Cen Shangshu half-squinted his eyes, raised the corners of his eyebrows, and the sharp corner of his eyes fell on Cen Jia'an's face.

No need for Cen Shangshu to say more, Cen Jia'an already understood what he meant.

The car curtain opened, Cen Jia'an held the door frame with one hand and jumped lightly to the ground.

Before he could stand still, the carriage had already rushed away, almost bringing Cen Jia'an down.

He watched the carriage disappear from sight, and the innocence and respect on his face disappeared instantly.

Cen Jia'an raised the corners of his lips, smiled coldly, turned around and walked into the long alley on his right.

As soon as he entered the long alley, a dark shadow immediately followed him, following him.

The black shadow saw the bright red fingerprints on Cen Jia'an's face, and a cold look flashed across his eyebrows: "Master, did Cen hit you again?"

Cen Jia'an's expression was calm, without any fluctuation.

He paused, slid his right thumb from the left corner of his lip to the right corner, and then pulled it down hard.

He pulled out some of the blood from the corner of his mouth and spread to his chin.

Cen Jia'an turned his head away, looked calmly, and looked at the person behind him: "Taoist, don't worry."

The dark shadow behind him peeked out from the dim light, his eyebrows slightly furrowed as he looked at Cen Jia'an.

The latter smiled indifferently: "The person named Cen is a grasshopper after the autumn. He can't jump for long. This court will be turned upside down soon, and my great revenge will be avenged. The Taoist should be happy."

Taoist Bieshe stared at Cen Jia'an, seeing the lunar smile on his supposedly innocent face, and couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

After a moment of silence, Taoist Master Bieshe cupped his fists and saluted Cen Jia'an: "Master is right. What does Master plan to do next?"

Cen Jia'an patted his face gently, and his eyes disappeared fiercely.

He pouted, and there was a hint of innocence in his dark eyes: "Of course I will go to the Liang family to have a look. Mrs. Liang must be waiting for me to send some news so that I can catch Cen Shangshu."

Hearing the words 'Mrs. Liang', Taoist Master Bieshe gritted his teeth and said harshly: "I, the senior sister, don't know that I am in danger."