Upon hearing this, County Magistrate Gao's lips turned pale, yet he couldn't argue back, and could only kneel with cold sweat, "I am guilty."
Zhao Hanzhang's smile faded slightly as she watched him solemnly and asked, "What is County Magistrate Gao guilty of?"
County Magistrate Gao was at a loss for words; truth be told, he didn't really know what his guilt was.
Is indulgence guilty?
No!
The winter days were long, cold and dull; be it warming by the fire, drinking wine, or admiring beauty, these were all part of life, weren't they?
Why live poorly when one can live well?
Then where does his guilt lie?
Gao Cheng couldn't help but ponder seriously; Zhao Hanzhang undoubtedly disliked official extravagance, but at most it was not to her preference, so...
Gao Cheng silently thought, so he actually had no tangible crime, right?
If it was merely a clash in personality, at worst he wouldn't hold this official position.
