Chapter 420: The Jumping Beam Clown

The people in the hall knelt on the ground and said respectfully: "Go back to the adult, the little one understands!" "His face is not very good-looking, it doesn't seem very comfortable to kneel there, and he is always shaking from side to side.

Yang He frowned and looked at the people in the hall, and looked at Ren Changle on the side, compared these two people, no matter how you look at it, this plaintiff is not a good thing. Although he had a lot of thoughts in his heart, he didn't show the slightest expression on his face, and said in a deep voice: "Who is your surname, where you live, what kind of livelihood do you do, and return truthfully!" ”

"Yes, my lord, the little Zhao Qian, is a native of Yangzhou. The villain is in the salt business, and there are 10,000 salt guides in the family, which are handed down from the ancestors! The person kneeling on the ground did not dare to hide it in the slightest, and told his identity one by one.

Nodding slowly, Yang He said expressionlessly: "This official asks you, you said that Ren Bonian's salt is private salt, how do you know?" ”

"Lord Hui, there is a big difference between official salt and private salt, official salt is larger, and private salt is finer. In addition, the official salt is slightly yellow, and the private salt is whiter. At that time, Ren Bonian and I took our respective salts to get the salt, and after receiving the salt, we were ready to go home. But the little one saw that Ren Bonian's salt was wrong, so he sued the official! Zhao Qian didn't have the slightest nervousness on his face, and he didn't have the slightest stagnation when he said these words, and he did it in one go.

Frowning slightly, Yang He smiled playfully, and said in surprise: "You remember clearly, it's really not easy!" It's the same as the court trial record on this file. I said the same thing twice, and there was no hindrance in saying it, it seems that you are familiar with this sentence! ”

Zhao Qian was stunned for a moment, his face became a little ugly, his eyes rolled a few times, and he said in a deep voice: "My lord, the little one has never read a book, and he is a little stupid, for fear that if he doesn't understand, he will delay the adult's trial of the case." After knowing that the adult was going to try the case, the little one wrote down all the things he said last time, and thought about how to say it every day, so that he said the same thing! ”

Nodding noncommittally, Yang He didn't say anything, flipped through the file in his hand, and said in a deep voice: "You reported to the official that you were looking for the prefect's yamen, right?" ”

"Yes, sir!" Zhao Qian wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, looked up at Yang He, and hurriedly lowered his head again.

"Who were you looking for that day?" Yang He didn't look up, and asked indifferently.

Zhao Qian was slightly stunned, but he still replied honestly: "That little one came to the prefect's yamen, and he was the official who was looking for the prefect's yamen to arrest the head of the war." Zhou Zhutou heard that someone was selling smuggled salt, so he took the catcher to investigate. ”

Nodding slowly, Yang He said expressionlessly: "Chuan Zhou catches the head of the upper hall!" ”

Someone below suddenly repeated, and the Jinyi guard standing in the hall shouted: "Mighty! ”

It didn't take long for Zhou Zhutou to stride in, a man in his forties. He has a beard with sideburns, his eyes are wide, and his face is full of horizontal flesh.

Picking up his clothes and kneeling on the ground, Zhou Zhutou didn't dare to have the slightest support, and said in an unusually respectful tone: "The humble position is the head catcher of the government, if the lord has anything to say, just ask, the humble position must know everything and say everything!" ”

Glancing at Zhou Zhutou, Yang He nodded with a smile, and said in a deep voice: "Zhou Zhutou is a public person, and the official will not say anything about what he says to others, I believe that Zhou Zhutou can answer the official's questions well." “

"This is natural, rest assured, the humble position must know everything, and the words are endless!" Zhou Zhutou bowed and saluted, and said in a deep voice.

"Okay, very good, in that case, let's talk about the events of that day! The officer wants to know what's going on! Glancing at the Emperor of the Apocalypse, seeing him gently shaking the folding fan in his hand, with a light look, Yang He breathed a sigh of relief and continued.

Facing Yang He, Zhou Zhutou said loudly: "My lord, that person was on duty, and Zhao Qian ran to the lowly post at that time, saying that someone was selling smuggled salt. For such a thing as selling smuggled salt, he naturally didn't dare to slack off, even if he took someone to take a look! ”

Nodding slowly, Yang He looked at Zhou Zhutou with a smile, still very satisfied with his performance.

"The lowly took people to the place where the private salt was stored, and after the inspection, the lowly found that this batch of salt was indeed different from the previous official salt. However, there was not much evidence at that time, so the humble position brought Ren's father and son back to the yamen. Speaking of this, Zhou Zhutou didn't say anything, and lowered his head.

Yang He also understood what this meant, and after Zhou Zhutou brought people back, it was tried by this Lord Yang. The prefect didn't bother much, and soon the father and son were convicted of selling smuggled salt, and the case was settled after the detention.

Glancing at the prefect of Suzhou, the corners of Yang He's mouth showed a trace of disgust, he was a high-spirited scholar in the capital back then. How did you become such an official in the local area? Incompetent!

Turning his gaze to Ren Changle, Yang He and Yan Yue said, "Ren family father and son, what do you have to say?" ”

Shaking the folding fan and walking to the middle of the hall, the Emperor of the Apocalypse said with a smile: "My lord, the father and son have already handed over the case to me, so I will talk about it below!" ”

If it was an ordinary lawyer, Yang He would not necessarily let him stand up, but the Emperor of the Apocalypse was naturally an exception. Not only can he not say anything, but he also has to actively cooperate, Yang He nodded and said in a deep voice: "Then the son will talk about it!" ”

"First of all, I want to say one thing, that is, the Ren family father and son originally didn't want to get salt. They go two months later every year, and this person who knows them well can testify. So why went two months earlier this year? That's because Zhao Qian and Ren Bonian are good friends, and he went to Ren Bonian's house and begged Ren Bonian to go with him. The Emperor of the Apocalypse looked at Zhao Qian with a smile, with a harmless look, and the folding fan in his hand shook and shook!

A whispering voice suddenly sounded outside, and Yang He also looked at Zhao Qian on the side, and asked in a deep voice: "Zhao Qian, what this Bai Gongzi said is the truth?" ”

"Yes, sir!" Zhao Qian can't lie about this, after all, many people know about it......

Turning his gaze to the Emperor of the Apocalypse, Yang He said expressionlessly: "Gongben continues!" ”

The Emperor of the Apocalypse arched his hand slightly, and said with a smile: "Secondly, the Ren family's father and son have a total of 50,000 salt citations, which are handed down by their ancestors. Ren's father and son don't gamble or piao, this son is quite rich. Zhao Qian is different, he only has 10,000 salt, and it is no longer his. A month ago, you lost 20,000 taels of salt in the casino, but instead of taking your salt, they gave you 200 taels of silver. ”

This is a frying pot, if according to the Emperor of the Apocalypse, the Ren family father and son live a rich life, why risk their lives to sell smuggled salt. On the contrary, Zhao Qian on the side, no matter how you look at this private salt, it looks like he made it.

"This doesn't prove anything!" Although Yang He knew that he wanted to help the Emperor of the Apocalypse, he couldn't do it too obviously.

"My lord, I'm not trying to prove anything, I'm just talking about a fact, a fact that everyone agrees on!" The Emperor of the Apocalypse smiled and said with a hippie smile as Yang He arched his hand.

Nodding slowly, the Emperor of the Apocalypse continued: "The last and most critical thing, where is the person who sold illicit salt?" The other is the amount of salt, since it is selling illicit salt, why is there only 20,000 yuan? ”

"That's because he only sold 20,000 taels this time!" No one spoke, Zhao Qianxian on the side couldn't help it, he naturally heard it, the Emperor of the Apocalypse was targeting him everywhere, if he didn't say something, I was afraid that he would be in trouble!

"You're right, he only sold 20,000 yuan this time, why is that? for he had only twenty thousand salt in his hand. Ren Bonian has 50,000 salt leads, this is no secret, as long as you inquire in Yangzhou City, you will definitely be able to inquire. At the beginning of the year, it was exchanged for 30,000 salt citations, and the remaining 20,000 salt quotations were exchanged two months later. If the 20,000 imported salt confiscated by the government is private salt, then where did the 20,000 imported official salt exchanged by Ren Bonian go? "The Emperor of the Apocalypse smiled at Zhao Qian, his eyes were full of humor!

Zhao Qian's face turned red, he opened his lips a few times and didn't say anything, and his face became very ugly. The Yangzhou prefect on the side lowered his head, and no one could see the expression on his face, but it was definitely not good-looking.

"Then who knows? Maybe Ren Bonian originally wanted to transport smuggled salt, and the 20,000 official salt had already been hidden by him! Zhao Qian suddenly spoke, raised his head and said to the Emperor of the Apocalypse and the others.

Looking at Zhao Qian with a smile again, the Emperor of the Apocalypse clearly wrote, I'm afraid that you won't speak! Shaking the paper fan in his hand, the Emperor of the Apocalypse said with a smile: "Let's not talk about how to exchange these 20,000 official salt for private salt under your nose, will anyone in the world exchange official salt for private salt?" ”

Listening to the words of the Emperor of the Apocalypse, everyone outside suddenly laughed, everyone knew that the private salt was clean, delicious, and had many advantages. Surely no one will be stupid enough to take private salt to official salt, and no fool will do this!

Seeing that Zhao Qian was stunned, the Emperor of the Apocalypse continued: "Besides, you said that the secret of 20,000 official salt was hidden by Ren Bonian, and then he went to traffic in illicit salt. Since you have official salt in your hand, why do you still want to sell smuggled salt? As we all know, selling smuggled salt is a head-off business, who would do it so easily. ”

"The last point, 20,000 salt is hidden, and you can't think of it!" The last sentence of the Emperor of the Apocalypse had already been put on a thick mockery, but the people at the scene were all applauding, and they could not necessarily understand it, but they also felt that the Emperor of the Apocalypse was much stronger than Zhao Qian's.

"This official must find out the source of these 20,000 salts, as long as he knows how it came from, then he will know whether it is official salt or really private salt! Wait until the official finds out the matter, and in the trial, withdraw from the court! Yang He really couldn't stand the trial, he couldn't wait to know what the Emperor of the Apocalypse was going to do! (To be continued.)