A Haze of the Rusted Nail

Because of the frowning eyes, Shangguan Yangyus's two triangular eyes looked even uglier. He gently rubbed the sparse beard under his jaw, looking at Lin Ling with an abomination, and said, "Indeed, you have brought back the return document from the Military Ministry and Imperial Center Administration also proved your identity. So the government won't punish you for your leaving the barrack privately. However, you should be aware that the case has already ended for a long time. If the coffin is to be reexamined for your unproved words, isn't it too rash?"

Those words showed that the conversation between the two sides did not go well previously in the yamen of Chang'an Local Government, let alone a pleasant dialogue. After a moment of silence, Lin Ling said softly, "Dear prefectural magistrate, if Chang'an Local Government insists in not re-examinating the coffin, I have to invite someone of the Military Ministry."