Jia Zheng shook his head and turned his head away unbearably.

If you are charged with patricide, the lightest sentence is the death penalty.

Jia Lian said, "I still know that my nephew is not a vicious person. I really can't believe that he did such a bold thing."

Weng Ziqin could understand Jia Lian's considerations. If this incident spread, it would have a great impact on the reputation of Jia's family.

However, he didn't even go to bed to check his eucalyptus. It had been two or three hours and he was already tired.

"I understand General Jia's love and care for his nephew. Please rest assured, General. I will never execute Young Master Xiao Rong until your government gives up on his behalf.

With the capabilities of your government, I believe it would be very easy to invite adults from the Ministry of Punishment to come for review.

Even though Young Master Xiao Rong was not guilty of patricide, it is still true that he cursed his father with sorcery.

Therefore, I ask General Jia not to be too protective and allow me to take Young Master Xiao Rong into custody first.

I also promised the general that as long as the general finds out new clues and sends them to Shuntian Mansion, I will re-examine this case."

Weng Ziqin was a third-rank official in the imperial court. If he hadn't been facing the Jia family, he wouldn't be so easy to talk to.

Jia Zheng also shook his head at Jia Lian.

Seeing this, Jia Lian had no choice but to give up and bowed his hand to Weng Ziqin.
Chapter completed!