Chapter 32: Die Together

Xingshi looked at Zhang Siwei who was kneeling in front of him with pity, and the latter seemed to want to verify something, but his trembling lips didn't say anything in the end.

As an old oilman who is over forty years old and has been rolling in the officialdom for so long, Zhang Siwei knows very well what is happening, and people can ask him about the most secret "Qingming Riverside Picture", and he is afraid that his own home has been copied from the bottom up.

Over the years, Zhang Siwei has had the opportunity to be promoted, but he didn't dare, on the one hand, he saw the tragic experience of Lu Bo, Tang Kekuan and other generals in prison, and on the other hand, his private business could not be put on the table.

Therefore, Zhang Siwei has all kinds of arrangements very early, everyone understands the truth of the three holes of the cunning rabbit, and it is not yet time to despair, maybe there is still a chance......

This thought ended when Zhang Siwei saw the young man who lazily pushed the door in, yawning and showing a gentle smile.

Zhang Siwei, who was kneeling there, was stunned for a moment, and then his face changed drastically, as if his kneecaps disappeared all of a sudden, and the whole person collapsed.

Qian Yuan is not surprised by this, it is human nature to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, like life and fear death, and how many vicious prisoners will be and urinal when they go to the execution ground.

"A bit of a surprise, right?"

Although he was very tired, a little hungry, and a little sleepy, Qian Yuan was very interested, after all, after months of planning and experiencing all kinds of unexpected changes, things would end in the most perfect way.

Now, though, there's a small problem.

"Zhang's house was copied, of course you already know this." Qian Yuan rolled up the hem of his shirt, squatted down and said calmly, "What you don't know is...... All your houses in Hangzhou have been raided, and people have already been sent over to your hometown of Ningbo. ”

Zhang Siwei's lowered head was raised suddenly, and he was so frightened that he took three steps back, but Qian Yuan, who was squatting there, did not move, only nodded with a smile.

"Yes, you guessed right." Qian Yuan continued: "Your son left behind in the outer mansion is also ...... Got it now? ”

"Jin Hong......" Zhang Siwei roared in a low voice.

Jin Hong was put into Zhang Siwei's door a few years ago, he took care of all kinds of business for the Zhang family, and he knew best the silver deposited in the shops around the country and the shadow sent to the Zhang family's cellar, and even those watermelon silver weighing a thousand taels were created by the workshop under Jin Hong's name.

The only one who can know all his retreats is Jin Hong, and the illegitimate child was originally going to be accepted into the family and put in the name of Jin Hong's daughter.

"Jin Hong, Jin Hong!"

The voice grew lower, but also resentful...... Zhang Siwei had long guessed that Jin Hong had betrayed him, but he didn't expect Jin Hong to do so badly.

Below is a thousand meters of deep valley, and the soles of his feet are stepping on thin rattan threads that can only bear the weight of a person, and the person who is kicked down will not hate who threw him on this rattan thread, he will only hate the companion who kicked him down.

Qian Yuan looked at this scene with satisfaction, and handed over the two confessions that he had prepared, "Zhang is always literate, right?" ”

Xingshi, who watched coldly, couldn't help but shudder, he already knew exactly what this gentle-looking Matsue hidecai wanted to do.

After staring at it for a while, Zhang Siwei, whose eyes were scattered, slammed his head in front of Qian Yuan, "This is not true...... Not me...... It's really not my ......."

"Not you?" Qian Yuan curled the corners of his mouth and asked curiously, "Who is that?" ”

"It's Jin Hong...... And his son Jin Liqun, they did it! Zhang Siwei said incoherently: "They are looking for me to contact ......."

"Contact the Wakos?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Zhang Siwei nodded again and again, "It was also Jin Hong who discovered the secret recipe, and later drunk at the banquet......"

Qian Yuan straightened up and pounded his knees that were a little sore, and said casually: "There is no basis for each word." ”

Looking around, Qian Yuan poured himself a cup of cold tea, "But it's Jin Hong's first accusation, and he and his eldest son Jin Liqun have written confessions...... Lord Zhongcheng has seen it, by the way, Mr. Xing, how did the adults say it? ”

Xingshi rolled his eyes, thinking that this guy was really interested, didn't he just say something to you in the afternoon...... Adults say you're fooling around.

"In fact, Zhang Jiang's decisiveness is admirable." Qian Yuan sighed, "If you send that "Qingming Riverside Map" a day in advance, and then spend a lot of money to go around, and then lead the army with a knife to kill a few gangs of Japanese robbers, eighty percent of this matter will not be overturned." ”

When glancing at Xing from the corner of his eye, Qian Yuan emphasized in an accentuated tone: "I didn't know that the Qingming Riverside Scene was in your hands beforehand. ”

Zhang Siwei's eyes were motionless, and after he was detained, he also thought about directly sending away such a heavy treasure as "Qingming Riverside Picture", but the problem was that he didn't know what was going on in the outside world.

Three days ago, I had a conversation with Zhang Siwei and informed that Ligang had turned into a scorched earth, Wang Zhidong was running to the sea, and the remnants of the Japanese were plundering everywhere...... The implication is that you have to make meritorious contributions, and even fortunately, you pointed out Zhang Siwei's future boss and Li Wenshi, the deputy envoy of the sea route who also has a tacit understanding with maritime merchants.

So Zhang Siwei put his mind at ease, he was ready to look at the situation after he came out.

But after dusk today, Zhang Siwei found that there were additional guards at the door, and he knew that something must have happened, so he hurriedly asked to see the governor or Xingshi...... It's a pity that the ownership of "Qingming Riverside Picture" is no longer in his hands.

Zhang Siwei pulled his hair painfully, just a little, a little......

Xingshi, who knew everything well, shook his head slightly, in his opinion, when Qian Yuan held the Jin family in his hands, Zhang Siwei's fate was already unchangeable.

When Ligang was destroyed, Wang Zhi was only spared, and the Japanese were still plundering everywhere, Zhang Siwei, who had a lot of money, became a big fat sheep in broad daylight...... It's like a boy withdrawing money to go through the market, and it's impossible not to covet it.

"Figured it out?" Qian Yuan yawned again, and said slowly: "The Ming army made the general Zhang Siwei unable to control it, and colluded with the Japanese to seek money and kill him...... Mr. Yuki, how should it be judged? ”

"The family property is confiscated, and the people and their families ......," Xingshi hesitated, "It's not easy to say." ”

"If you are sentenced to abandon the city, you have to go to the Beijing Criminal Department for review, and maybe Dali Temple and Jinyiwei will be involved." Qian Yuan pursed his lips, "It's better to sentence the army to exile." ”

You're so idle that you don't have anything to do...... Xingshi sighed, got up and said, "Since you have asked clearly, let's go back, it's almost time." ”

"Well, Mr. Yuki is a busy man...... Well, I'm sleepy too. Qian Yuan squinted his eyes and slowly said the most important sentence of the day.

"Jin Hong is the first to sue, so I have already promised him...... If the Jin family is not pursued, Lord Cheng and Mr. Xing also know about this matter. ”。

Knowing what Qian Yuan wanted to do, he reluctantly nodded slightly to Zhang Siwei who came over and admitted.

Zhang Siwei watched Xing Shi and Qian Yuan go out in amazement, and when he jumped up angrily and rushed to the door, two soldiers with the handle of the knife in their hands blocked him in the house.

When Zhang Siwei on the cliff rattan was kicked down, there was only one thing he wanted to do the most, to pull the person who kicked him down the abyss to death together.