Liu Yichen went to the cell where Xiao was held again, and her face was very white and calm, and there was no blood. Just smiled slightly.

Song Zhiyao, Hou Qu, and Xiong Li said helplessly. "We asked her for a long time, but she was like a mute and didn't say anything."

Liu Yichen looked at the woman, fiddling with the jade pendant in his palm. I sighed in my heart. "This woman, as hateful as she is, is really pitiful."

He stepped forward again and said majestically. "How can you girl be so confused, how can you do this."

Xiao narrowed his eyes and smiled coldly and disdainfully. "My lord, those things have nothing to do with anyone except the little girl."

Liu Yichen clinged to her face and shouted. "Look at the one child you have left, recruit that person, and you will be able to save a life."

Xiao Shi didn't eat hard and soft, shook his head, yawned, and babbled nonsense. "Put her here first, and we'll go to the shop."

Liu Yichen and the others drove the carriage to the shop again, which was already full of dilapidated and mottled dust, and several of them kicked the door open.

The child came running from inside, bleeding from his fingers. "My lord, I'm hungry." Looking at the poor child, Song Zhiyao felt sympathy in her heart and couldn't help crying.

Liu Yichen picked up the child and asked gently. "Son, what's wrong with your fingers?" Looking at the scars, the tooth marks seemed to have been bitten.

The child was crying breathlessly. "My mother disappeared the day before yesterday, I didn't eat, I caught a mouse, but I bit my finger."

Song Zhiyao and the others covered the wounds on the child's hand, and then bought a few steamed buns for the child, and looked at the child to eat, and they smiled with satisfaction.

By this time it was already dark, and several of them, with bright torches in their hands, kept going down. And I saw the great jars.

"There's so much gold." They carefully removed the jar, looked into the cellar, and after a few turns, found many sacks.

The sacks were covered with grayish-white cuts. Liu Yichen stepped forward and held it gently with both hands. "It's still that private salt, it tastes so bitter."

They searched the house for a long time. "There are so many sacks, there are a few stones, and I don't know how to transport them."

They went upstairs again to the woman's boudoir. There were many haphazard letters, and many clothes and powders thrown away. It was also packed up.

Song Zhiyao saw Xiao again, she was alone behind the iron railing, her cheeks were pale, they were covered with unkempt and yellow straw, and her lips were chapped.

Xiao Shi looked at Song Zhiyao and laughed miserably. "Just let me die happily, okay, locked up here, and live to suffer."

Song Zhiyao looked at her face and said helplessly. "Cao Shilang must not be a good person, presumably he also coerced you to do this."

Listening to Song Zhiyao's words, Xiao Shi looked at her with straight eyes, and was stunned for a moment before shouting loudly. "He's a good guy, you can't frame him!"

The saliva that spurted from the corner of her mouth almost splashed on Song Zhiyao's face. Song Zhiyao was helpless, wiped the dust off the steamed buns, and threw them into the cell.

"Eat." She reluctantly closed the door and walked out. In the palm of Xiao's hand, he played with the jade pendant, and a foolish smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Song Zhiyao just walked out of the door and looked at Liu Yichen. He stood in front of him with a solemn expression. "Yao'er, that woman, I knew there was no movement."

She pursed her little pink lips with a look of displeasure. "Xianggong, that woman doesn't eat hard and soft, it's better for you to come, the slave family doesn't have that kind of ability."

Looking at her cute appearance, Liu Yichen smiled, stretched out his slender arm, and held her waist. "Go to the shop again."

The warm sun, so bright, shone softly on the faces of the two. They were driving the carriage, and as soon as they reached the door, footsteps were heard in the distance.

"Who? Song Zhiyao turned her head, looked around the corner, walked out of a person, saw Song Zhiyao, her expression was nervous, and she instantly went to the alley.

Liu Yichen grabbed her and whispered. "It's just that the man is very suspicious, it seems that he has come to touch those private salts, and there may be people in it."

Hearing this, Song Zhiyao stood aside, frightened and afraid to come out. "Let's go quickly, bring a few more soldiers, and block this house."

They drove the carriage and hurried back to the county office. "Lord County Commander, take a few soldiers to the shop." A group of heavily armed soldiers followed.

They reached the door again and kicked it open. Inside, there were several lines of footprints. With water marks and mud, he went out far away.

Several soldiers with wooden barricades in their hands blocked the gate. "Surround here, don't let those people go, come with me quickly."

Liu Yichen held the sharp sword in his hand and bravely walked towards the edge of the cellar. Those soldiers followed him and blocked the entrance of the cellar together.

He held a bright torch high and walked down gently. I saw on the ground, the cloth bags, lying sideways and vertically, sprinkled with salt and gravel.

"Where are the thieves? Come out for me. The voice was so loud that it reverberated and echoed. After a long time, he realized that there was no one here.

Only in the dark corner, the rats squeaked. Suddenly, a long bamboo leaf raised its head and screamed coldly at him.

"There is such a big snake." Liu Yichen's body flashed back, and the sharp sword, swinging away, directly cut off the snake's seven inches.

The snake snorted and fell to the ground, struggling and wriggling. The soldiers picked it aside with their spears and walked towards the bag on that side.

Liu Yichen thought about it for a long time in the cellar, and wondered in his heart. "Is it the man or the snake, messing up the bag and scattering the salt aside."

The more he thought about it, the more strange he felt. "Anyway, this place needs someone to guard it, and I should start with the matter of private salt."

The soldiers, cautiously guarded in the shops. Liu Yichen collected a lot of salt grains, put them in a cloth bag, and returned to the county office.

With a creak, the door opened coldly. Liu Yichen held the salt in his hand and shouted loudly. "Xiao, who gave those salts?"

Xiao turned his head, stared at him blankly with a pair of eyes, and let out a long sigh. "The salt was just bought by the little woman in the shop."

Her expression was very helpless, and the corners of her eyes were bloodshot. "My head, cut it off quickly, it's a sin to live."

Liu Yichen looked at her, his face was yellow, and his body was haggard. Skinny only skin and bones. The previous two steamed buns were thrown aside, with moldy spots.

He looked at Xiao like this, and he also felt that she was strange and pitiful. "Those salts, you can't buy them alone, you want so much, is it useful?"

Xiao scratched his yellow, withered hair and chewed it in his mouth from time to time. "My lord, I just heard that the price of salt has risen, and I want to make it cheaper."

Her originally beautiful and smooth face is no longer human. Chewing straw at the corner of his mouth, he smiled hideously. Liu Yichen was very impatient.

"Your small shop only has ten taels of silver, how can you buy so much salt, and the salt of the official family is not so coarse, it is impossible."

Shaw sat cross-legged and his cheeks twitched. "It's just that those salts, the little women have provenances, and they buy them every day, and it's easy to get a basket."

Liu Yichen looked at her body and vaguely felt a weak breath. He walked up very kindly and pulled her by the side.

"Since ancient times, you must have a bitter heart in your heart, think about the child in the family, give him up, naturally this matter is easy to discuss."

Xiao Shi turned his head, his eyes widened, and his face flushed. "Even if you cut him with a thousand cuts, you can't frame him, this salt has nothing to do with him."

Liu Yichen looked at Xiao Shi curiously and asked. "What is it? I'm also interested in being able to sell that salt, and I'm interested in hearing about it. ”

She munched on the moldy steamed bun and her eyes rolled. Liu Yichen could see that she was thinking about something.

Liu Yichen interrupted her and took out a few sweet sugar cakes. "Don't worry about that, eat later, don't wait until it's moldy."

Xiao Shi turned his head and looked at him with a cold face, tears rolling in his eyes. "Master Xie." Spit out moldy steamed buns and eat sugar cakes.

It took her a long moment before she replied. "It's the Wang family's shop in the east of the city, where salt is sold, and it's all measured by the pound, and the slave family buys it there."

Liu Yichen looked at her expression and was skeptical. "It's just that if you want to talk nonsense again, it's inconvenient for me to intercede with the county magistrate."

Xiao Shi broke out in a cold sweat on his head and said resolutely. "My lord, so far, the slave family lives and dies, and there is no complaint, but the salt really has nothing to do with him."

Liu Yichen walked out of the door and pulled Song Zhiyao up. "Let's go to the east of the city now, Xiao said, where all the salt was bought."

When Song Zhiyao heard this, she stuck out her tongue naughtily. "Xianggong, what the woman said was all to protect Cao Shilang, how can she take it seriously?"

The two of them drove the carriage together, looking at the bustling crowd. There were many people on the street, with thick necks and dull facial expressions.

They tossed for a while before they arrived at the Wang family's shop. There are vegetables, grains, and a wide variety of goods.

The two of them stepped out of the carriage, and a kind shopkeeper walked over with a smile. "Guest, what's the matter?" The eyes are full of politeness and politeness.

Liu Yichen took out the token in his hand and whispered. "I am the imperial brother of the dynasty, and I specially came to handle Xiao's case, and I made a special trip to ask you."

When the shopkeeper heard this, sweat broke out on his head and trembled with fear. "Adult, the little one only knows what he does to do business, how can he know about such things?"

The shopkeepers around him, the customers who bought things, looked at the shopkeeper with a pair of alert eyes. Song Zhiyao walked forward and said loudly.

"Don't get me wrong, the shopkeeper is a good person." It took a long time for the men to disperse. The three of them walked into a cabin.

It took a long time for the shopkeeper to relax his spirits a little. "That woman from the Xiao family just comes to me from time to time to buy vegetables, and sometimes sells some silk."

Liu Yichen looked at him and whispered. "It's just that she said that there are hundreds of catties of salt hidden in the house, and they are all bought from the shopkeeper, is it true?"

Hearing this, the shopkeeper was so frightened that his hair stood on end, and he was stunned for a while before he slowly replied. "There is no such thing, the villain dares to guarantee with his life."

Liu Yichen walked out of the door and looked outside, the shopkeeper over there, while selling a basket of salt, shouted loudly with a loud voice.

"They all line up for me, they all know that official salt is in short supply, and one person only buys one or two, I remember it." The long queue was ten feet away.

Liu Yichen looked at Xiao Er, he held a small bucket in his hand, gently shoveled up the salt grains, and his eyes were very focused. "That's all."

The old man who bought salt in front of the team, waiting for his legs and feet to be numb, held the small bag of salt tightly in his hand. Muttered. "It's a little more expensive."

Xiao Er collected the scattered silver taels, tired and sweating profusely. There was a man who had just bought a bag of salt in the morning, and this time he found out.

Xiao Er pulled the man and pushed the broken silver back into his hand. "What the hell are you doing? There is a lot of salt in the official family, and it is not allowed to hoard it indiscriminately. ”

The strong man also knew that he was at a loss, but he just shouted with a thick neck and red ears. "What's going on? You kid admit it's wrong, right? ”

As they spoke, they quarreled and pushed and shoved with the strong man. The small packet of salt fell to the ground in an instant, spilling all over the ground.

Those in line rushed up, grabbing a grain of salt, sticking it to their hands, and running outside full of excitement.