Otherwise, the Zhao family would not have allowed themselves to continue to be a catcher so comfortably.

Fortunately, the Zheng family will not deal with themselves because they gave Old Man Zhao more food and drink in prison, most of them will turn a blind eye, and the Zheng family will still give the dignity that the Zhao family should have.

At present, Peng Cong also understands this situation, and estimates that Zhao Limao has something to do with it, and somehow catches up with the embroidery department.

But none of this matters, the important thing is that now that the embroidery division has spoken, no matter how difficult it is, it must be done.

It's done and everyone is happy, it's hard to say that I can still get on the line with the embroidery man in front of me, not to mention the future is immeasurable, at least in Pingtong can be better than now.

But if it can't be done, then it will not be him Peng Cong who will embarrass himself, but the embroiderer who will embarrass him.

Peng Cong quickly weighed the pros and cons, but this matter still made him very difficult.

The people of the Zheng family can keep an eye on it all the time, just waiting for Old Man Zhao to kill and pay for his life, and click a knife on the guillotine, he is just a fast catcher, what tricks can he have to get that Old Man Zhao out?

Peng Cong looked up at the embroidered man who was looking at the air in a daze, and scolded in his heart: These people will be sharp, what can't they say directly?

Peng Cong stiffened his head, clenched his fists and asked, "The lower officials are stupid, I don't know if the adults can give me some advice." ”

Xiuyilang smiled slightly, stretched his waist, and still looked at the air and said: "I read a script a few days ago, and there was a thief in it who was also clever, and I was afraid that the one who was stolen would find out, so I forged a fake one and put it back, and stole the real one, and the funny thing is that the owner's family hasn't found out yet......"

The embroidered man stopped in the middle of his words.

Peng Cong slandered in his heart: Half of the speech, but you really have your ...... Wait, a fake?

Isn't this just stealing beams and changing pillars?

Peng Cong recalled that the prisoners in the noisy room were all through his own hands, and he remembered that there was really no thinner old man who had been imprisoned in it recently, except for the old man Zhao.

But if you don't use the prisoners in the prison, is it rare to catch an innocent person to take the blame?

Peng Cong looked at the embroidered man in front of him, his expression was a little complicated.

If he used prisoners who had already broken the law to steal beams and change pillars to convict, Peng Cong did not have any sense of guilt, after all, those people were not good things in the first place.

Peng Cong is not a good catcher, he will be corrupt and bribe, he will collect money to do dirty things, but it is only for those prisoners who have been caught in prison.

He has never done it to an innocent person, and he can't bear to do it.

Xiuyilang seemed to sense his hesitation, and said: "I heard that there is an old mother on Peng Zhu's head, and I don't know if my health is good. ”

Peng Cong's pupils shrank, and there was a rumble in his head, which shook him on the spot.

Peng Cong suddenly came back to his senses and hurriedly said, "Thank you for your concern, Jiaci is in good health." ”

Peng Cong cursed in his heart, where does the other party care, it is clearly a naked threat, if he doesn't do it or doesn't do it well, I'm afraid that he and his mother won't be able to escape it.

Bad luck!

He scolded in his heart, and immediately agreed: "My lord, don't worry, the lower officials will do a good job and live up to the cultivation of adults." ”

The embroidered man nodded with satisfaction and got up to leave.

He patted Peng Cong on the shoulder, smiled and said to himself: "I heard that the lotus pond in Yicheng in the east has opened, and the Zheng family plans to go to Yicheng tomorrow to enjoy the lotus, which is really an elegant thing." Hahaha. ”

"Congratulations, sir."

With that, he left, leaving Peng Cong alone in the room to sit there with a gloomy face.

Of course, he knew what Xiuyilang meant when he finally left, but he could only say that there was not much time left for him.

Peng Cong got up, he was still a little entangled in his heart, and at the same time he was in a dilemma, and he didn't know where to find this so-called replacement.

"Boss, the portrait is ready."

Peng Cong walked back to the previous room, and the catcher on the side handed over the portrait drawn by Old Man Chen.

He nodded, took the portrait, opened it, there was nothing special, he looked like an ordinary person.

Although Peng Cong's years of experience gave him some confidence in his ability to recognize people, out of caution, he still ordered: "Han Shuzhai should still be in class now, you can bring this painting to Mr. Zhou in Han Shuzhai later, and ask him to ask each student to see whose father this is." ”

If there is a student's father and the person who painted the scroll in the Han study, it naturally means that the person who sold it to Old Man Chen's Yue Hanjin is not a thief, but vice versa.

Although it is also possible that a student's father is a thief, it is unlikely that the suspicion can be ruled out for the time being.

Peng Cong handed the scroll back to the catcher, he took the scroll and was ready to leave, Peng Cong suddenly remembered a little detail, stopped him again, and said: "By the way, if some students go home in the afternoon, please ask the gentleman who will be in class tomorrow to verify it again in the morning." ”

After Peng Cong finished explaining, Old Man Chen came up and asked cautiously, "Poor master, is there anything else?" Can I go? ”

Peng Cong was worried about what the embroidery man explained, and was about to wave his hand to send Old Man Chen away, but he glanced at Old Man Chen, but was suddenly stunned.

Thin, old man.

Peng Cong didn't think about Old Man Zhao just now, and he didn't find that this Old Man Chen and Old Man Zhao are similar in shape, and although there is a difference in appearance, it is not too big......

Peng Cong had a complicated expression and stared at Old Man Chen.

In this way, isn't this person just right to be used to steal beams and change pillars and replace that old man Zhao?

Peng Cong was a little entangled, on the one hand, he still had a little conscience, knowing that it was wrong to involve innocent people, and it would cause people to lose their lives.

But on the other hand, it is the life of his old mother, if he does not obey, with the means of the embroidery department, he is afraid that he and his mother will die in vain.

How do you choose......

Old Man Chen saw that the catcher in front of him had been staring at him, his eyes were strange, his heart was a little hairy, and he had a kind of uneasy emotion, so he smiled and said, "Poor master? Anything else? ”

Peng Cong exhaled, glanced at Old Man Chen with some pity and some guilt, and said politely: "This matter is very important, it may be related to the Jiangyang thieves who recently escaped from Yongbei, and I also ask the old man to stay in our yamen cell for two days, and I will let you go back when the truth is clarified." ”

"This ......," Old Man Chen naturally didn't want to go into the cell, and said, "I don't know about it, the grandson in my family can't cook, so I have to go back to cook for him." ”

Peng Cong looked at Old Man Chen with a reluctant face, and felt guilty in his heart, his tone was still polite, and said: "Don't worry, I will definitely send someone to arrange your grandson, and he will not be left without food." ”

Old Man Chen still wanted to open his mouth to make excuses, Peng Cong sighed in his heart, and said categorically: "Don't worry, old man, I will try my best to meet your request, and let you stay in prison for two days, it is also for your safety, if that person is really a Jiangyang thief, knowing that it is you who confessed to him, it may be unfavorable to you." Living with us is also convenient for your protection. ”

Seeing Peng Cong's resolute tone, although Old Man Chen was still faintly uneasy in his heart, he still swallowed his saliva and nodded in agreement.

Peng Cong nodded and shouted, "Someone!" ”

When a catcher came in, he ordered: "Send the old man to a cell for the time being, and live in a separate room, and don't slack off!" ”

Although he didn't understand the meaning of Peng Cong's orders, his subordinates still did it.

Old Man Chen still wanted to say something, but he had already been taken down by the catcher, and it was too late to say it.

After all, the other party is an official and he is a citizen, and Old Man Chen really doesn't have the courage to be tough with the other party.

Peng Cong saw that Old Man Chen was taken down, and after no one was there, he sighed deeply, feeling both guilty and helpless.

Later, I will send someone to check this person's background, if there is nothing behind it, then I can only wronged the old man.

But don't worry, as long as I raise your grandson for you, I will definitely treat him as my own son. As long as there is a bite to eat from my Peng Cong, he will never be hungry.

Peng Cong comforted himself so much in his heart.

In fact, this is just self-deception, making up for it afterwards, thinking that it can repay the mistakes it has made.

Who knows, once some mistakes are made, it is difficult to make up for them.

Once some consciences are lost, they can never be found again, and the whole person will slide down endlessly, and they will never come up again.

The so-called helplessness is just an excuse for one's weakness and evasion.

Thinking about Zhao Xun, slaughtering the whole family of thirty-three people, and finally taking in his young son, is this the so-called morality?

Amusing.

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Ergou's school on this day is called an inexplicable.

First of all, at noon, two catchers came to ask questions, and in the afternoon, the fat-headed and big-eared Mr. Zhou found a portrait out of nowhere, and he refused to let people go easily after school, so he had to hold the portrait one by one and ask: "Is this your father?" ”

After asking, he was willing to let people go.

Laughing to death, Ergou himself has never seen what his father who died on the battlefield looks like, where do you remember?

So when asked about him, he rolled his eyes and replied, "Not necessarily." ”

When Mr. Zhou heard this answer, his face suddenly darkened.

Yes, yes, no, no, who doesn't know what their father looks like?

It doesn't have to be what it means?

But when he raised his head and saw that it was the kid Ergou, who had come to tell him the whole story just now, he also knew that the child Ergou had lost his father early, so he didn't ask again, shook his hand with a stinky face, and signaled Ergou to get out of here.

The second dog was naturally elated when he could go home, and jumped out of the door of the cold study.