With the young master showing such an expression, there will definitely be an uproar in the capital.
Master Zhang smacked his lips. He knew this was wrong, but he was excited because of his love of excitement.
Song Chengxuan sat down, picked up a pen and began to write on the paper that Sun Runan had taken out. Although he only opened it once, he already remembered clearly that Mr. Sun Er would not write down the accounts casually, and the goods in it were all
There is a reference, silk must represent one thing, and jade is another.
The biggest flaw in this account is that it is difficult for even a big businessman like the Sun family to raise so much silk and jade every month.
Song Chengxuan handed what he had written to Zhang Zhenren to read.
Zhang Zhenren's expression immediately became serious: "Sir, don't say that Quanzhou is Huizhou. We have checked Ningbo very strictly. If there are smuggling ships, we will never know about it."
After saying this, Zhang Zhenren understood: "Young master, what you mean is that they took a ship directly from Changzhou to transport private goods. Changzhou is so close to the capital, and it is impossible for Japanese pirates and pirate ships to approach. Unless they send the goods themselves, then as long as
Go to Changzhou and check to see which ships went to sea before and after this account record, and you should be able to find clues by following the clues."
"Send these accounts to the Xu family first," Song Chengxuan said, "Then you can go out of the city!"
Master Zhang looked at the sky outside, and then thought about the hot quilt he had just laid out. He originally wanted to wait until the young master came back, say a few words of unfaithful advice, and then go dream about Duke Zhou.
Who knew that we had to be on the road before dawn? I really thought that a Taoist priest could ride the wind and rely on his legs. Alas, no one feels pain as he gets older.
Master Zhang took the account and walked out of the study. Yong Ye at the door handed him a baggage.
Zhang Zhenren took it and pinched it. There should be a few hard cakes inside. Zhang Zhenren's face immediately darkened. No wonder many people came to him to calculate their marriage. Who doesn't want to have a daughter-in-law who knows both coldness and hotness by his side, but marriage is really rare.
Don't beg, think about the sadness he had when he was young...
But looking down at the accounts in his hands, Zhang Zhenren couldn't help but think of Xu Qing'an, and he felt a lot happier. The relationship between that boy and his friend was worse than him. Naturally, he couldn't see Miss Xu at such a time, but the prince could still
There is an excuse to meet.
…
"Your Majesty."
Xu Qing'an was sleeping soundly when someone woke him up. He looked out the window and asked, "What happened?" Could it be that his father caused trouble outside and someone came to ask questions.
The steward whispered: "A Taoist priest came outside the gate, calling himself Zhenren Zhang. He said that you asked for a set of Dharma from him and bought pills without paying the bill. I must see you, otherwise I will wait at the door.
When I go to court... I will file a complaint against you in front of the Marquis."
As the steward spoke, his eyes glanced at Xu Qing'an. Their eldest son was really... proficient in all kinds of martial arts and had caused trouble. Now he even bought medicine from a Taoist priest. If he thought about it carefully, he knew that those were all...
What kind of medicine is it? It is not good for the prince to be obsessed with this medicine at a young age. How will he continue the family lineage of the Anyi Hou Mansion in the future? If the prince knows about this, he will definitely break one of the prince's legs.
"Zhenren Zhang," the sanctimonious magician appeared in front of Xu Qingan's eyes. When did he buy some pills? Thinking of this, he immediately became angry and said, "beat him out."
Xu Qing'an was lying on the bed, and his father's angry appearance appeared in his mind. If he and the old man were standing together, the old man's words would be more convincing.
Xu Qingan walked out while wearing a robe beside her.
The steward couldn't help but sigh when he looked at the prince's body. Sure enough, what the Taoist priest said was true.
"Little friend." Master Zhang called him very affectionately.
Xu Qing'an wanted to punch Zhang Zhenren's seemingly innocent and noble face: "What are you doing here? You even said..."
"Immortal life is precious, and people cannot be measured." Zhenren Zhang handed the account in his hand to Xu Qing'an, "The prince will know it at a glance."
Xu Qing'an raised the lantern in his hand and looked at it as if it were an account book. He immediately thought of the account book Sun Runan talked about in the Taoist temple.
Could it be that this is...
Xu Qingan looked over with confusion.
"My little friend, the Taoist will not bully you. This is a good thing. My little friend, you should take good care of it."
Xu Qingan put the account in his arms.
Master Zhang smiled mysteriously, turned around and left.
Xu Qing'an walked back with a lantern. Why did Zhang Zhenren rush to send the accounts at this time? Couldn't he wait until dawn tomorrow so that he wouldn't have to make any excuses... Unless it was too late at dawn and he wanted to send the accounts to his sister immediately.
The steward ordered his servants to close the door again: "No one is allowed to say anything about tonight." Now I just hope that the prince can find his way back soon.
Xu Qinghuan was not asleep yet and got up immediately when she heard a noise outside.
Feng Chu brought the lamp and came in to serve: "This is the Crown Prince."
Xu Qinghuan got dressed and walked outside. Xu Qingan immediately handed over the account in his hand: "I will probably give it to my sister if Master Zhang brought it."
Zhang Zhenren was Song Chengxuan's man. She knew that Song Chengxuan would definitely try his best to see the Sun family's accounts, but she did not expect that he would give them to her.
Every time they investigated a case together with him, he was always on guard against her, and the Anyi Hou Mansion made him feel unhappy and resentful. Unless she had guessed the result, he would definitely not take the initiative to tell her.
Why is this happening today?
Xu Qinghuan took the accounts in his hands and looked at them one by one. The doubts in his heart were soon attracted by the accounts in front of him.
This seemed to be an ordinary account, which simply recorded the items bought and sold. She read it several times and wrote down all the dates recorded in the account. Xu Qinghuan's eyes lit up. This was what Song Chengxuan wanted to tell her.
Yes, Mr. Sun Er's account should record the smuggled goods every month.
The deaths of the Sun family and Master Yan were probably related to private goods, so what role did the Tan family play in it?
She must go see Jiang Zhiyi immediately, otherwise it may be too late.
"Go to Mrs. Chang," Xu Qinghuan told Feng Chu, "bring me another set of common clothes."
…
Jiang Zhiyi couldn't sleep. Mr. Huang wanted to tell her the news that Mrs. Sun Er was captured, but she still didn't say anything.
Because all this is still far from the truth, unless... the government can follow the clues of Mrs. Sun's second wife and continue the investigation.
Unfortunately that's not possible.
There was a sound of footsteps, and then someone opened the cell door and walked up to her: "Jiang Zhiyi, I want to interrogate you."
Jiang Zhiyi stood up and followed the jailer forward.
Entering a room in the corner of the prison, Jiang Zhiyi raised her head, but to her surprise, the person standing in the room was not Huang Qinghe, but the female slave who had examined her body.
The door of the room was closed, and the girl next to the servant girl raised her head: "We met once, do you remember?"
Jiang Zhiyi almost screamed. Of course she remembered that this girl was the one who blocked her from leaving the Taoist temple. At that time, the girl said: "You are leaving in such a hurry, it seems like you are trying to escape in fear of crime."
Then she was taken to prison by the government officials.
"Jiang Zhiyi," Xu Qinghuan said, "do you know where Tan Er is? Is he dead or alive?"
Jiang Zhiyi did not speak.
Xu Qinghuan said: "The person who harmed you was Tan Da? Tan Er is the one who really wants to help you, right?"
Jiang Zhiyi's hands trembled slightly, and she looked at Xu Qinghuan in surprise.
Xu Qinghuan continued: "You are in jail now, and Tan Er may also have a narrow escape from death. Do you know that although Mrs. Sun Er was arrested, they can always blame Tan Er. If they find Tan Er, no matter whether Tan Er
Life or death, they will find a way to end this case on Tan Er."
Jiang Zhiyi's eyes were red, but she still pursed her lips tightly.
"The Tan family's business may also be related to smuggling."
Like a thunderbolt exploding above Jiang Zhiyi's head, Jiang Zhiyi could no longer hold back: "You... you already know..."
Xu Qinghuan said: "Tan Er not only wants to help you, but also wants to save the Tan family. Although I don't know the whole story, but the Sun family and the Yan family were involved... I guess it was smuggling.
Error, and this error..."
Xu Qinghuan pointed to the sky: "You can pierce the sky."
Jiang Zhiyi's face was full of disbelief. She never thought that anyone could guess this.
