Su Changxing said with a sad face: "Sir, what the students are saying is really the truth!"

"If no one had tied up the student, how could the student write this confession?"

When he asked for the confession, County Magistrate Zhang narrowed his eyes.

"Then do you think the content on this confession is true or false?"

"Did this confession come from your work?"

Su Changxing began to hesitate again.

“Yes, it was indeed written by the students…”

County Magistrate Zhang sneered.

"So all this is directed and acted by you?"

"You wrote this confession because of your uneasy conscience."

"After someone was discovered, I handed over to Zhao Ce."

"But you are afraid of being punished, so you are in court and dare not recognize him."

"Not only that, I also misled my official, saying that you were forced to write this confession?"

County Magistrate Zhang grabbed the gavel in his hand and patted it again.

"As a scholar, you actually despise the court so much and dare to tease me."

County Magistrate Zhang's hand reached into the mahogany sign on the table.

He picked up a mahogany stick, his voice with indescribable majesty.

"Come!"
Chapter completed!