Because he was too concentrated, the jailers next to him were affected, and they couldn't help but slow down their breathing.

I don't know how long it took, Xie Fuyi slowly stood up, and then spread out a blank piece of paper.

He lightly clicked the ink, slowly hung his wrist, and delicately put down the pen...... Xie Fuyi's movements are not as smooth and chic as Lord Yan's, but there is also an inexplicable calmness in them.

Lord Yan's eyes widened as he looked at the first word he put down.

The jailer on the side also gasped!

Xie Fu Yi ...... He's writing backwards!

No, it's writing...... It's more like painting.

Xie Fu Yi was engrossed, and he carefully traced the ...... stroke by stroke

He wrote the words backwards one by one.

After Xie Fuyi finished writing, he lowered his head, gently dried the grinding marks, and then shook the shocked words and presented them in front of Lord Yan.

Lord Yan's lips pursed, and he didn't say a word, just stared at the words in Xie Fuyi's hand and kept looking.

The jailers standing behind Lord Yan stared at each other, just looking at Xie Fuyi's words, and then at Lord Yan's words......

"My lord, it's exactly the same......," said one of the jailers, unable to hold back, and opened his mouth to speak.

Xie Fuyi smiled, handed the words in his hand to Lord Yan, and said, "You can compare and take a look." ”

Lord Yan's movements were a little stiff, and he took the piece of writing written by Xie Fu into his hand.

He looked down for a long time, not only Lord Yan watched, but the jailer also watched with him, and the more he looked, the more surprised he became.

"My lord, it's really exactly the same...... "One of the jailers not only spoke, "If I hadn't seen Gongzi Xie write these words with my own eyes, it would have been unbelievable......

"Yes...... I don't believe in ...... either"

Lord Yan glanced at the jailer beside him and put the words away, he frowned and looked at Xie Fuyi: "How did you do it?" ”

Xie Fuyi said: "It's very simple, think of yourself as a painting, copying the notes of others, more or less with your own handwriting habits, but as a painting is different......"

The jailer on the side was surprised and couldn't help but say, "So, anyone can do it?" ”

Xie Fuyi shook his head with a smile and said, "It's not anyone, you must have superb painting skills and imitation ability to ......."

Xie Fuyi said this, paused slightly, and continued: "So, the person who framed him is not simple. ”

"This ...... alone," said Lord Yan, frowning, "you still can't prove that you didn't write these letters. ”

Xie Fuyi shrugged his shoulders slightly and said: "I said before, I can no longer prove that this letter was not written by me, I can just tell you a situation, in this world, there are ways to imitate a person's handwriting, I am wronged......"

As he spoke, he looked at Lord Yan with concern: "As for my innocence, please ask Lord Yan to prove it." ”

Lord Yan looked at Xie Fuyi, he put away the small poem he had written before, and then put away the one that Xie Fuyi wrote to imitate.

"I'll talk about this later." Master Yan said, paused, and then said, "Xie Fuyi, now, let's talk about your salt and iron business." ”

Xie Fuyi said: "I recognize this." ”

Lord Yan was stunned, probably because he didn't expect Xie Fuyi to admit it so happily.

I only heard Xie Fu Yi continue: "Those salt and iron businesses are indeed what I run......

"So, you admit it?" When Lord Yan asked this, he didn't believe it.

Xie Fuyi nodded and said, "I admit it, I do the business, but it's ......"

He lengthened his voice, whetted Lord Yan's appetite, and then said slowly, "I'm here to help people. ”

"Help whom?"

"I can't say that." Xie Fu Yi said.

"Can't say?!" Lord Yan sneered, "When you arrive at Dali Temple, do you still want to hide it?" ”

Xie Fuyi said: "It's not that I want to hide it, it's that I can't tell Master Yan!" ”

"Why can't you tell me?!"

"For your own good." Xie Fu Yi said.

When Lord Yan heard this, he sneered: "Good for me? Where does this begin? ”

"I'm really for the good of Lord Yan." Xie Fu Yi straightened his clothes, unhurriedly, and said, "Lord Yan has been an official for so many years, and he is in a yamen like Dali Temple...... So, you should be very clear, right? There are some things that it is better to know than to know......"

Xie Fu Yi paused, chuckled, and continued: "Safe ......"

His voice fell, Lord Yan looked at Xie Fu Yi coldly, his voice was cold, and he was loud: "Xie Fu Yi, you don't have to scare me!" I don't care if it's safe or not! Since I am an official in Dali Temple, my life and death have long been handed over to the emperor! Dedicated to my family and country! ”

As he spoke, he slapped the table and said to Xie Fu Yi: "What do you have, you can quickly say something!" ”

Xie Fu Yi was not frightened by Lord Yan, he sighed softly: "Lord Yan, you are not afraid of life and death...... But you have a wife and a daughter......"

"Xie Fu Yi!" Master Yan stood up suddenly, his face was ugly: "Are you threatening me?!" ”

Xie Fuyi shook his head, his eyes looked at Master Yan without blinking, he put away his previous lazy tone, and said as if he was helpless, "I'm helping you ......"

Seeing Xie Fu Yi's appearance, Lord Yan was not as angry and angry as before, and his eyebrows were tightly furrowed.

Xie Fuyi said: "That's it, Lord Yan, you go and ask Dali Siqing, let him ask for instructions, and see if you can ask me so much." ”

"Xie Fu Yi!" Lord Yan slapped the table, "You are too arrogant!" ”

Xie Fuyi smiled, very speechless: "Lord Yan, you are wrong, it's not that I'm arrogant, it's because I have a clear conscience." ”

Speaking of this, Xie Fuyi paused deliberately, and he raised his eyebrows: "Of course, if you are really angry, you can also torture me." However, I won't say anything anyway! ”

"You!" Lord Yan's face was as if he had opened a dyeing workshop, and he was excited by Xie Fu Yi's color!

Xie Fuyi just stood like this, looking at Lord Yan.

"You're determined, I won't do anything to you! Right! Lord Yan took a few deep breaths and slowly regained his composure.

Xie Fuyi said: "It's just that there is this speculation......"

Lord Yan's face stiffened when he heard this.

Xie Fuyi said: "However, looking at your current appearance, I guess I guessed very right." ”

Lord Yan clenched his fists fiercely, if he could, he really wanted to give Xie Fu Yi skin and flesh!

But......

There is an explanation on it, you are not allowed to touch Xie Fu Yi, and you are not allowed to hurt him a single hair!

This order was given directly by Dali Siqing! But it was not openly, but secretly told a few people, including Liu Man, who wanted to interrogate Xie Fuyi, and Lord Yan.

Especially Liu Man, Dali Siqing knew that he was dissatisfied with Xie Fuyi, and specially explained that Liu Man could be angry and scold! But don't hurt Xie Fuyi.

Thinking of this, Lord Yan paused slightly, looked at Xie Fuyi's gaze, and didn't blink: "You did it on purpose just now?!" Deliberately provoke Liu Man! Deliberately provoke me?! ”

Let's see if they will touch him!

Xie Fuyi said: "I did deliberately provoke Liu Man, but Lord Yan, I can be honest with you." ”

Lord Yan looked at Xie Fuyi, pursed his lips, and did not speak.

Xie Fu Yi pressed his eyebrows, sighed, and looked very helpless, he said: "I think I have never had a bad relationship with you, as for your prejudice and dislike for me from the beginning, I don't know what's going on...... small essay

Saying this, he paused slightly, and looked at Lord Yan's expression quietly.

Lord Yan's eyebrows were furrowed, and his expression was still dissatisfied with Xie Fuyi, but his eyes seemed to reflect on Xie Fuyi's words.

Xie Fuyi narrowed his eyes slightly, unhurried, and continued: "In short, I didn't answer the question you just asked, for your own good, I advise you to ask Dali Siqing before you come to judge me......"

Lord Yan didn't speak, he stared at Xie Fuyi, his body was a little stiff.

"My lord! My lord! Just then, a jailer hurried over.

It looks like something urgent is happening.

Lord Yan looked back at him: "What's wrong?" ”

"Lord Jiang asked you to come over!" The jailer whispered.

Lord Yan was stunned, and the Lord Jiang in the jailer's mouth was Jiang Ren, the Qing of Dali Temple!

"I see." Master Yan said, turning his head and glancing at Xie Fuyi.

Xie Fuyi's expression was calm, and he was even in the mood to smile at him.

"Watch him!" Master Yan spoke to the jailer, then turned and left the cell.

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Jiang Ren, the Qing of Dali Temple, was outside the cell, and when he saw Lord Yan coming out, he stepped forward and took a few steps.

Jiang Ren is over half a hundred years old, with a big belly, and when he walks up, his official uniform trembles with his body.

"Yidao! You're finally out! Jiang Ren stepped forward.

"Master Jiang." Lord Yan saluted to Dali Temple and said, "Why are you here?" ”

"Something for you!" Jiang Ren said, stretched out his hand, and said, "Xie Fu Yi's letter to me!" ”

Yan Yi said to Lord Yan for a moment, and while taking out the letter, he asked puzzledly, "What do you want the letter to do?" ”

"Something." Jiang Ren was concise and to the point.

Lord Yan was curious, not only asked, "What's the matter?" ”

Not long ago, Jiang Rengang handed over the letter to Yan Yidao and asked him to go to the cell to try Xie Fu Yi......

"Don't ask so much." Jiang Ren put the letter away and said, "In the future, you don't have to ask about Xie Fuyi's case." ”

"What?" Master Jiang was stunned for a moment, "Then who will his case be handed over?" ”

"Me." Jiang Ren said.

Lord Yan was surprised: "You come to trial?" ”

Dali Siqing straightened his stomach and said, "What? Can't I? ”

"Of course not." Lord Yan hurriedly shook his head and said, "It's just that you haven't personally gone down to the court to try the case for a long time......

"Xie Fuyi's case is different from others, I must interrogate it myself." Jiang Ren said.

Master Yan whirled around for a moment and said, "Then, let me accompany you." ”

"No need, there are other cases in the yamen." Jiang Ren didn't think about it, and opened his mouth to refuse.

"But......" Lord Yan was still a little unwilling.

"Alright." Jiang Ren raised his hand, patted Lord Yan's shoulder, let out a long sigh, and said, "I know you care about Xie Fuyi's case, but ...... This case really doesn't need you. ”

Dali Siqing said, paused, and said, "I'm also for your good." ”

Lord Yan was stunned, and then suddenly remembered what Xie Fu Yi had told him before. He wouldn't answer his question at the time, saying it was for his own good......

Thinking of this, Lord Yan frowned tightly, and the hanging needle lines in the center of his eyebrows pierced deeper.

Dali Siqing saw that he didn't speak, and he acquiesced.

"Then it's settled." As he spoke, he patted Lord Yan on the shoulder, "Okay, you can go back." ”

"Wait a minute." Lord Yan came back to his senses, although he still wanted to follow up on Xie Fuyi's "case", but now that Dali Siqing "draws" it, there is no way.

Don't look at Dali Temple's fat pause, she looks very festive, and she usually talks very well...... However, if there is something that he rejects a person three times in a row, there is absolutely no hope for that matter.

Lord Yan understands Jiang Ren.

"I see." He said, "Xie Fuyi's case will be handed over to you, my lord, and I still have some things to explain here." ”

"What's the matter?" Jiang Ren was puzzled.

Lord Yan took out the handwriting that Xie Fu Yi had imitated his handwriting before.

Jiang Ren looked at it and blinked: "What are you giving me your poems for?" I know you're writing well......"

"I didn't write it." Yan Daren is humane.

"No kidding." Jiang Ren waved his hand, "I look at the official documents you handed in every day, can I still recognize your handwriting?" ”

"I really didn't write it." Yan Dadao, "This is written by Xie Fuyi." ”

"What?"

Master Yan said: "It was written by Xie Fuyi, in front of me." ”

When Jiang Ren heard this, his expression was a little indescribably complicated: "Did he say anything?" ”

Dali Siqing asked, and took the paper in Lord Yan's hand.

"He said that someone imitated his handwriting and wrote those ......letters," Lord Yan said here, paused slightly, licked his lips, stared at Jiang Ren, and continued, "He has admitted that he ran the salt and iron business in those smuggling places, but he also said that there is another person behind him, and he is for that person......"

"That's it!" Jiang Ren interrupted Lord Yan.

"Yidao." Jiang Ren's expression was slightly serious, "You don't care about this matter." ”

Lord Yan arched his hand and replied, "Yes." ”

At this time, an unformed speculation formed in Lord Yan's heart.

Jiang Ren didn't know what Lord Yan was thinking, he said, "Okay, you go back, I'll go see Xie Fuyi." ”

He used the word "look" instead of "interrogation." ”

"Yes."

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Yan Yi Daomu sent Jiang Ren away, and then stood alone at the door of the cell, standing for a long time, not knowing what he was thinking.

Until a man came behind him.

"Lord Yan......" Liu Man walked to Yan Yi's side with a flattering expression.

Lord Yan looked at him.

"You were also told by Lord Ren?" Liu Man asked cautiously.