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Chapter four hundred and twentieth the clown jumping beam

The people in the hall knelt on the ground and said respectfully: "Sir, I understand!" His face was not very good-looking, and he didn't seem to be very comfortable kneeling there, always shaking from side to side.

Yang He frowned and looked at the people in the hall. He also looked at Ren Changle on the side. A comparison between the two people showed that this plaintiff was not a good person. Although he had many thoughts in his heart, there was no trace of emotion on his face.

He revealed his voice and said in a deep voice: "Who is your surname, where do you live, and what do you do for a living? Tell me the truth!"

"Yes, sir, little Zhao Qian is a native of Yangzhou. He is in the salt business. He has ten thousand salts in his family, which were handed down from his ancestors!" The man kneeling on the ground did not dare to show any signs of hesitation.

He concealed his identity and told him exactly who he was.

Yang He nodded slowly and said expressionlessly: "I would like to ask you, you said that Ren Bonian's salt is private salt. How did you know?"

"Sir, there is a big difference between official salt and private salt. Official salt has larger grains, while private salt has finer grains. In addition, official salt is slightly yellow in color, while private salt is whiter. That day

Ren Bonian and I took our own salt guides and went to collect the salt. After receiving the salt, we were ready to go home. But when the younger one saw something was wrong with Ren Bonian's salt, he sued the government!" Zhao Qian's face showed no trace of emotion.

I was so nervous that I spoke these words without any hesitation and in one breath.

Frowning slightly, Yang He smiled playfully and said in surprise: "You remember it clearly, it's not easy! It's actually the same as the court trial record in this file. It's the same thing twice. Speaking of which, it's the same.

There is no hindrance at all, it seems that you know this sentence very well!"

Zhao Qian was stunned for a moment, his face became a little ugly, he rolled his eyes a few times, and said in a deep voice: "Sir, I haven't read a book, and I am a little stupid. I am afraid that my lack of explanation will delay the trial of the case. Now that I know that you want to

After hearing the case, I wrote down everything I said last time and thought about how to say it every day, so that I always said the same thing!"

Nodding noncommittally, Yang He didn't say anything. He flipped through the files in his hand and said in a deep voice: "The person you reported to at that time was the prefect's Yamen, right?"

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

"Who did you report to the official that day?" Yang He asked in a calm tone without raising his head.

Zhao Qian was slightly startled, but he still answered honestly: "That day when I came to the magistrate's Yamen, I went to the magistrate's Yamen to file a complaint with the head of Zhou. The head of Zhou heard that someone was selling illicit salt, so he took him with him

The police will go check it out."

Yang He nodded slowly, and said expressionlessly: "It is said that the Zhou arrester will be brought to court!"

Someone below immediately repeated it, and the Jin Yiwei standing in the hall shouted: "Mighty!"

Not long after, Captain Zhou strode in. He was a man in his forties. He even had a beard on his sideburns, his eyes were wide open, and his face was full of flesh.

Lifting up his clothes and kneeling on the ground, Capt. Zhou did not dare to show off in the slightest, and said in an extremely respectful tone: "I am the captor of the government office. If you have anything to say, sir, just ask. I will definitely tell you everything I know."

All!"

Looking at Zhou Captou, Yang He smiled and nodded, and said in a deep voice: "Zhou Captou is a member of the public. I won't say what I said to others. I believe Zhou Captou can answer it well.

My problem."

"Of course, sir, don't worry. I will tell you everything I know about my humble position!" Zhou Baotou bowed and saluted, and said in a deep voice.

"Okay, very good. In that case, let me tell you what happened that day! I want to know what happened!" I glanced at Emperor Tianqi and saw him gently shaking the folding fan in his hand.

With a calm look on his face, Yang He breathed a sigh of relief and continued.

Holding a fist towards Yang He, Zhou Baotou said loudly: "Sir, Beizhi was on duty that day. At that time, Zhao Qian ran to Beizhi and said that someone was selling smuggled salt. Naturally, Beizhi didn't dare to deal with such things as selling smuggled salt.

If you are lazy, you should take someone to see it!"

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

"Beizhi took people to the place where the private salt was stored. After checking, Beizhi found that this batch of salt was indeed different from the previous official salt. However, there was not much evidence at that time, so Beizhi took Ren and his son back to the Yamen."

Here, Zhou Captou didn't say anything and lowered his head.

Yang He also understood what this meant. After Zhou Captou brought the person back, it was Mr. Yang who tried him. The prefect did not waste any time and quickly decided that the father and son were selling smuggled salt.

The case was filed.

Glancing at the Suzhou magistrate, Yang He showed a hint of disgust. Back then, he was a high-spirited scholar in the capital. How could he become such an official when he got to the local level? Extremely incompetent!

Turning his gaze to Ren Changle aside, Yang He said pleasantly: "Ren family father and son, what do you have to say?"

Waving the folding fan and walking to the middle of the lobby, Emperor Tianqi said with a smile: "Sir, my father and son have handed over the case to me, so I will speak next!"

If it were an ordinary litigant, Yang He would not necessarily let him stand up, but Emperor Tianqi was naturally an exception. Not only could he not say anything, but he also had to actively cooperate. Yang He nodded and said in a deep voice: "Then just tell me.

Bar!"

"First of all, one thing I want to say is that the Ren family and his son originally did not want to go to receive salt. They have to go two months late every year. This person who is familiar with them can testify. So why is it early this year?

How about two months? That’s because Zhao Qian and Ren Bonian are good friends. He went to Ren Bonian’s house and begged Ren Bonian to go with him.” Emperor Tianqi looked at Zhao Qian with a smile.

With a harmless look on his face, he kept shaking the folding fan in his hand!

Whispers suddenly sounded outside. Yang He also looked at Zhao Qian aside and asked in a deep voice: "Zhao Qian, is this Mr. Bai telling the truth?"

"Sir, yes!" Zhao Qian couldn't lie about this matter. After all, many people knew it...

Turning his gaze to Emperor Tianqi, Yang He said expressionlessly: "Go on, Mr. Ben!"

Emperor Tianqi cupped his hands slightly and said with a smile: "Secondly, the Ren family and his son have a total of fifty thousand salt citations, which were handed down from their ancestors. The Ren family and his son neither gamble nor cheat, and they live a relatively wealthy life. Zhao Qianque

It's different. He only has 10,000 salt coins, and it's no longer his. A month ago, you lost 20,000 salt coins in the casino, but they didn't take your salt coins, but gave them to you.

You have two hundred taels of silver."

This is a big deal. If according to Emperor Tianqi's statement, the Ren family and his son are living a prosperous life, why would they risk their lives to sell private salt? On the other hand, Zhao Qian, who looks like he made the private salt no matter how he looks at it,

.

"This proves nothing!" Although Yang He knew that he wanted to help Emperor Tianqi's side, he couldn't do it too obviously.

"Sir, I'm not trying to prove anything, I'm just stating a fact, a fact that everyone agrees with!" Emperor Tianqi smiled and followed Yang He's hand, and said with a playful smile.

Nodding slowly, Emperor Tianqi continued: "The last and most critical thing is, where is the person selling private salt? The other thing is the quantity of salt. Since it is selling private salt, why are there only two

The number of Wan Yin?”

"That's because he only sold 20,000 yuan this time!" No one said anything. Zhao Qian on the side couldn't help it. Naturally, he could tell that Emperor Tianqi was targeting him everywhere. If he didn't say something, I'm afraid he would

That’s trouble!

"You are right. This time he only sold 20,000 salt yin. Why? Because he only had 20,000 salt yin in his hand. Ren Bonian had 50,000 salt yin. This is no secret. Yangzhou City

As long as you inquire here, you will definitely find out. At the beginning of the year, 30,000 salt coins were exchanged, and the remaining 20,000 salt coins were redeemed two months later. If the 20,000 salt coins confiscated by the government were private salt, then

Where did the 20,000 official salt exchanged by Ren Bonian go?" Emperor Tianqi smiled at Zhao Qian, his eyes full of jest!

Zhao Qian's face turned red. He opened his lips several times but couldn't say anything, and his face became very ugly. The Yangzhou magistrate on the side lowered his head. No one could see the expression on his face, but it was definitely not good-looking.

"Who knows? Maybe Ren Bonian originally wanted to transport salt privately, and he has already hidden the 20,000 official salt!" Zhao Qian suddenly said, raising his head and talking to Emperor Tianqi and others.

Looking at Zhao Qian with a smile again, Emperor Tianqi clearly wrote, I'm afraid you won't speak! Shaking the paper fan in his hand, Emperor Tianqi said with a smile: "Let's not talk about how to put the salt of 20,000 yuan in your eyes.

If the bottom is replaced by private salt, will there be anyone in the world who would exchange official salt for private salt?"

After listening to Emperor Tianqi's words, people outside suddenly laughed. Everyone knows that private salt is clean, delicious, and has many advantages. No one will be stupid enough to use private salt to replace official salt, and no fool will do this!

Seeing Zhao Qian stunned, Emperor Tianqi continued: "Again, you said that the secret of 20,000 official salt was hidden by Ren Bonian, and then he went to traffic in private salt. Since you have official salt in your hands, why do you still have it?"

Want to sell smuggled salt? As we all know, selling smuggled salt is a fool's errand. Who would do it so easily?"

"Last point, 20,000 yuan of salt is hidden, you can't think of it!" Emperor Tianqi's last words were full of ridicule, but everyone at the scene was applauding, and not all of them could understand it, but they were also

I feel that Emperor Tianqi’s sales are much stronger than those of Zhao Qian.

"I must find out the source of the 20,000 yuan salt. As long as you know where it comes from, you will know whether it is official salt or whether it is really private salt! When I find out the matter, during the trial,
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