When Zhao Ce received the news that the tax bank had been transferred, it was already early the next morning.

Mao Zi'an, who was carrying the stolen tax bank transportation and supervision work, had no idea who was transporting the tax bank away and where it was sent.

He himself and all the people who may be related to him were all imprisoned.

Wang Qian kept someone and continued to investigate the news of the tax silver in the suburbs.

And everyone in the village that harbored tax silver was controlled.

When Yan Li widened his eyes when he heard that the tax silver had been transferred.

"It's so fast?"

After being sentenced last night, although he was completely unstimulated, he was not sleepy at all.

Once the tax silver is found, he will undoubtedly die.

At this moment, he even hoped that the tax silver would disappear out of thin air.

Even if he confessed, the court would not have more evidence to deal with him.

His life will definitely not be saved...

But in this way, can you save your family's life?

Just in a daze.

Zhao Ce, who heard the news, had already stood up.

"Send the person to the yamen and then review it carefully."

"If there is any news later, come and report it immediately."

Such a large amount of taxes and silver are hidden in the villages in the suburbs.

If you want to transfer, someone will probably hear the news.

It's only a matter of time before it can be found.

Zhao Ce thought about it and said to Su Caier.

I decided to go to the place where the silver was tied up in the suburbs in person.

...

On the other side.

Wang Shouren, who lives in the yamen, just woke up shortly after he was planning whether the matter had progressed last night.

He was about to go to where Zhao Ce was staying and see how things were going last night.

Then I heard a noisy sound coming from outside the county government.

"Be honest!"

"Go faster, don't be too slow!"

Wang Shouren walked out curiously and saw the Qingzhou magistrate standing aside with a serious look on his face.

"Sir Ji, what are you doing?"

The prefect of Qingzhou, Lord Ji, said in a bad face: "I heard that the whereabouts of the Jinyiwei found out about the Tax Silver. These people are all related to this Tax Silver case."

Two days ago, someone said that the imperial envoy came with the Jinyiwei, but they still didn't believe it.

Lord Ji also sent people to the dock every day to serve as the imperial envoy.

As a result, everyone entered the city and found the whereabouts of Tax Bank.

Checked?

Wang Shouren was delighted.

really.

Within two days, the result was indeed here.

Zhang Hai, the Minister of War, also hurriedly put on his official robe and walked over.

After hearing that the imperial envoy of the imperial court had arrived and found out the news of the tax and silver case, he was preparing to bring Wang Shouren and officials of all sizes in Qingzhou to welcome the imperial envoy.

Just as I was about to speak, the original noise outside the county government gate suddenly became even more chaotic.

"The surname Yan, you betrayed me!"

Mao Zi'an, who had just been taken back, met Lord Yan, who was also being taken over.

Seeing that he was neatly dressed, his face was covered with no scars except for a little haggard.

He shouted at him in anger.

Lord Yan hid behind Jinyiwei and said with a thorn in his mouth: "I, I have been punished."

"It's really a last resort!"

"Had been sentenced?"

Mao Zi'an looked him up and down, but no matter how he looked, he didn't seem to be hurt.

"What punishment have you been and where have you been injured?"

"You are a civil servant, and others dare to lynch you without any evidence?"

Lord Yan can't say anything about his suffering.

He was indeed sentenced to a death-threatening punishment that was almost threatening his life.

But his body was apart from the traces strangled by some ropes because of his struggle.

No wound can prove his words.

Lord Yan could only have a bitter face and kept repeating: "I really had no choice..."

"As for the punishment you have suffered, you won't believe it if you say it."

He was afraid that Maozi would break free from the escort, so he came over to beat him in public.

He just kept hiding behind the Jinyiwei who was escorting him.

Mao Zi'an was taken away cursingly.

In front of Yan Li’s goal, his immediate boss, Zhang Hai and others stood.

After watching this farce, Mr. Zhang suddenly remembered what happened a few days ago.

He asked, "Who is the imperial envoy sent by His Majesty this time?"

"He really dared to lynch you without evidence?"

Prefect Ji, who was beside him, gave him a wink.

It means to let him tell the truth.

If he is really passively sentenced, he can clear him up.

Wang Shouren was also a little worried after hearing his words.

Zhao Ce said yesterday that he would use martial arts.

Could it be that he really lynched the person before prying open the man's mouth?

Lord Yan stretched out his wrist, and there were only a few small red marks that seemed to have been scratched.

He said quietly: "This is the wound, can this wound be considered evidence?"

Several people looked at it and immediately rolled their eyes.

"Mr. Yan, are you scratching your marks with your nails?"

Wang Shouren said with a smile.

The Jinyiwei who was escorting him aside looked at Yan Li's eyes proudly.

What a joke?

In addition to being proficient in various punishments and interrogation methods, who can't have any art of binding?

Even if you really tied up, will you still leave evidence to sue them?

Mr. Zhang smiled speechlessly.

"Forehead......"

"If there is no other evidence, you cannot speak out and slander the imperial envoy."

"Or it would be a sin that would be a first-class!"

Lord Yan was so angry that he didn't know what to say.

Could it be that he told people that the imperial envoy punished him by using a bucket and a dripping utensil?

The water droplets didn't even drop a few drops of water on him.

Yan Limu completely shut up and was taken in by the Jinyiwei.
To be continued...