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Chapter 157 Implicated

Su Wenqing suddenly had an idea flash in his mind, "Could the gold powder be contained in the porcelain bottle? That's why Mr. Liu said he would do business based on this thing."

As soon as these words came out, Mr. Yang's face became extremely solemn.

"If this is the case, then this matter is beyond my control!"

Su Yizhao was stunned, and then thought that the gold and silver in Dayun Dynasty were controlled by the government, and those mines were controlled by the imperial court.

Grinding gold powder is a necessary step in making goldware, but private casting of gold and silver is definitely not allowed. If you are caught, your home will be confiscated and your family will be exterminated.

"Maybe he just wants to use gold powder to make ink or other things?" Su Yizhao felt that it was not possible to make a conclusion.

"He just said it was a big deal. In our Dayun Dynasty, even if it is a bank, it must be filed with the government. Even if it is a private bank, it must be approved by the government."

Mr. Yang's expression was particularly solemn, this matter is not a trivial matter.

After Su Yizhao heard this, he understood that it turned out that the gold and silver of the Dayun Dynasty, even if it was private silver used by the common people, had to be registered with the government.

Therefore, the workshops that cast gold and silver in the Dayun Dynasty were all authorized by the imperial court, and were even made by the government.

How could the imperial court send only one person to deal with such a big deal? And still use gold powder?

Su Yizhao thought for a long time and suddenly thought of someone.

"Sir! Please order someone to bring Zhang San!" Su Yizhao suddenly turned his head and said to Master Yang.

Mr. Yang was shocked and quickly asked shopkeeper Zhou to bring someone over.

He had understood at this moment, how could he still sit still? So he took the lead and prepared to find Zhang San himself.

Su Yizhao naturally followed closely behind. Su Wenqing looked at the two people's backs, hesitated for a moment, and then followed.

"It's not good, Shopkeeper Zhou! Zhang San, Zhang San is dead!" At this time, a thug hurried over and shouted as soon as he saw Shopkeeper Zhou.

"What?" Master Yang exclaimed.

"Quick! Take us to see it!" Shopkeeper Zhou also knew that this matter was not a trivial matter. He took three steps at a time and went straight to the cabin where Zhang San was imprisoned.

When Su Yizhao and the others arrived, Zhang San was already foaming at the mouth, his eyes were white, and his face was black and purple.

She immediately went forward to check, put her hand on Zhang San's neck and explored it. After a moment, she could only sigh.

"We are a step too late!" Mr. Yang took a deep breath and sighed.

If this matter is true, he may not have no chance of promotion.

Wealth and wealth are sought in danger, and even if he is involved in the turbulent undercurrent, he is still willing to do so.

Su Yizhao glanced at Mr. Yang's regretful expression and could only secretly say, power is fascinating!

Glancing at Zhang San's neck, he found something abnormal.

"He died of poisoning!" Su Yizhao did not say it was a poisonous needle, although she had already seen the tail of the poisonous needle.

This is no ordinary murder case. It involves so many things that it is not suitable for her to get involved.

Master Yang didn't say much, just nodded and ordered his attendant Li Quan to search Zhang San's body.

No surprises, nothing.

No silver notes, gold or silver were found, and no porcelain vase was found. The porcelain vase that Zhang San had brought with him before had disappeared.

It seems that Zhang San is well versed in the principle of darkness under the lamp. He deliberately said that the porcelain bottle was filled with pills. At this moment, he probably realized that his whereabouts were exposed, so his accomplices killed him and silenced him.

Shopkeeper Zhou stood outside the door and acted like a quail, not daring to say a word. How could he, a small shopkeeper, dare to get involved in such a dispute?

"It's a pity that the man is dead, and we don't know how he killed Mr. Liu!"

Master Yang's sighing tone made Su Yizhao understand that he was really regretful at this moment. What a great opportunity to make a contribution!

"This person in Wuzhong still needs to be supervised!" Master Yang said again.

Su Wenqing understood immediately, "Then the student will send two people to guard Wuzhong, and then I'll ask you to make a decision!"

Mr. Yang nodded, his face thoughtful.

In fact, Su Yizhao felt that Wuzhong might not know anything, and he and Zhang San were not familiar with each other, but they were afraid of Jiang bandits before, so they went to the toilet together.

"Master Liu only brought his concubine on board, and his luggage was no more than a suitcase. It was probably an inconvenience. After he disembarked, his family would have sent someone to pick him up, right? When his family found out that he was suddenly killed, how sad they would be!

"Su Yizhao pretended to be casual.

Mr. Yang's eyes lit up and he had an idea in his mind.

"The murderer of Mr. Liu is Zhang San. He has committed suicide out of fear of crime. This matter will wait for the government to resolve it. Okay, everyone is tired. Let everyone go back to their cabins to rest!" Mr. Yang said to the door.

Shopkeeper Zhou ordered.

Shopkeeper Zhou immediately heard the sound of the string and knew what it meant, "Yes! I would like to thank you, Mr. Su, Mr. Su for this time, for bringing the murderer to justice."

"Yes! Fourth Master Su, Yi Zhao, it's really thanks to you this time!" Mr. Yang said, cupping his hands towards Su Wenqing and the others.

Su Wenqing immediately said: "Don't dare to take it! Don't take it! My father and son are just running errands, they all rely on your lord's insight and shrewdness!"

Su Yizhao naturally did not dare to take credit, so he just said a few polite words and planned to ignore the matter.

Shopkeeper Zhou immediately asked wisely: "Sir! Since there are no river bandits, our ship doesn't need to dock at the shore, right? We should be able to arrive at the Macrofu Pier tomorrow. It happens that the ship needs supplies, do you think?"

Master Yang nodded, "Then follow the wishes of Shopkeeper Zhou!"

Huh? The shopkeeper this week is really a wonderful person!

The person who killed Zhang San was on this search boat. If it docked at the shore at this moment, the murderer would definitely go ashore and escape.

If we wait to stop at the Macroscopic Mansion Pier, then Mr. Yang will have the time to arrange it, and there is no need to worry about the murderer escaping and revealing the news of Zhang San's death.

"This ship is not safe! Although Zhang San committed suicide out of fear of crime, it would be better for Mr. Yang to have more people around him to protect him! The students will be at the mercy of these two adults."

Mr. Yang immediately said gratefully: "Thank you so much, Fourth Master Su!"

Su Yizhao followed Su Wenqing towards the cabin. At this time, the passengers on the boat were returning to their cabins one after another, and the boat suddenly became lively.

As she walked, she pondered. Since Mr. Liu was there to trade, Zhang San killed Mr. Liu, which meant that he was not the same person.

Privately minting gold and silver is a huge profit, and the most important thing must be that someone mines it privately.

Maybe this matter involves the imperial court, and most likely involves high-ranking officials. If you are bold enough to guess, it might even be a certain prince.

"Ouch!" Su Yizhao immediately covered his forehead and shouted when his forehead was touched by something hard.

"You walk without looking at the road?"

Su Wenqing looked down at Su Yizhao. He stood in front of Su Yizhao. His tall figure made Su Yizhao look very dwarfed.

"My son is still thinking..."

As soon as Su Yizhao finished speaking, Su Wenqing interrupted.

"What are you thinking about? The murderer committed suicide out of fear of his crime, so what else is there to think about? You can't think too much, as the president will not grow taller!"


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