That very night, the leading figures of the Li City Local Government Office came straight to Tang Qingyuan to sound out for news, speaking bluntly: Release him quickly. You can't lock up a worthy person of the Dynasty in prison just because of a few trivialities.
That was still putting it mildly; some even pointed at Tang Qingyuan's nose and directly questioned if he was trying to frame the loyal and upright.
Normally these local officials were always cautious around the Xuanqing Guard, so why such an air of righteousness this time?
"What other reason could there be? Wen Family's backing is all they're relying on," Tang Qingyuan saw through it all, holding his teacup, sipping lightly, looking calm and composed, not the least annoyed after receiving five or six officials pleading for Wen Renhai just this morning.
Shen Hao was also holding his teacup, sitting directly across from Tang Qingyuan.
