Chapter 4: Time to show some real skill.
When Fang Fu stepped into the inner hall, he felt three sharp gazes cast at him.
The one wearing the scarlet robe should be the prefect, embroidered cloud geese, well, it is a fourth grade official ...... Chest embroidered silver gong this uncle, hiss, night watchman organization ..... I go, this girl good face, too beautiful it ..... Married?
Sweeping his chest again, Xu Qi An calmed down a lot.
Quickly bowing his head, he showed a very humble posture.
Prefect Chen sat high in his chair, his face expressionless, his interrogation of the prisoner's accent quite majestic:
"Xu Qi'an, when you were released from prison three days ago, you didn't say that you had important clues. Do you know the consequences of concealing and not reporting."
Officialdom veterans, even if their hearts are in a hurry, they will never ask for clues, but rather psychological pressure.
To be able to come here meant that the plan was already half successful, Xu Qi'an was still calm: "My lord, just now, the Xu family's Erlang came to me, and I asked him for the dossier."
The first thing to do was to be honest.
The three present all knew Xu Qi'an, not how famous he was, but as Xu Pingzhi's eldest son, the three organizers would naturally have investigated.
"How does this relate to the clues you mentioned?" Prefect Chen asked.
"It is from the dossier that the straw man reasoned out the truth of the case ...."
"Wait," Prefect Chen interrupted, leaning forward slightly, "From the dossier?"
This was not what he had thought.
"I've already solved the case." Xu Qi'an nodded, indicating that this was the case.
Prefect Chen suppressed the thought of shouting for someone to send this brat back to the brig, his face serious: "Tell me about it, but this official reminds you that if you believe what you're saying, two hundred slaps can beat the flesh and bones out of you."
"Tax silver robbery case, in fact, is not the work of demons, but man-made."
A sentence that startled three people.
Prefect Chen slammed the table and shouted angrily, "Nonsense, come on, drag down and cane two hundred."
The fact that demons had robbed the tax silver was almost a capped matter, a consensus among the three organizers.
If Xu Qi'an was expected to give valuable clues before, he was now completely disappointed.
It was nothing more than the wildly paradoxical words of a bratty dog.
The middle-aged man's eyes brightened slightly as he waved off the magistrates who had rushed in, "Lord Chen, be at ease."
His gaze turned and stared at Xu Qi'an, burning with scrutiny and anticipation, "Tell me."
This Chen prefect was a little short-tempered .... Xu Qi'an knew that it was time for him to show his performance, "According to the statement of the city gate guards, my second uncle entered the city at the second hour of dawn, and at the quarter of an hour of the hour of the hour, the team escorting the tax and silver arrived at Guangnan Street, when a strange wind suddenly arose, and the horses were frightened and rushed into the river."
He tried his best to make his tone as nonchalant as possible, appearing to be more calm, thus increasing his persuasive power.
Prefect Chen nodded, "This is the reason why we concluded that this is a demon lurking in the river, waiting for an opportunity to snatch the tax money."
"No!" Xu Qi'an rebutted loudly, "The demon wind is just a blindfold, and the explosion in the river is also a blindfold, in fact, it is meant to make you overlook a break, a fatal break."
Prefect Chen urgently pursued, "What breakage."
The middle-aged man assumed a listening posture.
The yellow-skirted girl bit into the candied fruit without chewing, her aura-rich eyes staring at Xu Qi'an with interest.
The dossier they had gone over and over many times, knowing the crime like the back of their hands, but not noticing any breaks.
"My second uncle escorted 150,000 taels of tax silver, dare I ask a few adults, 150,000 taels of silver, how many pounds does it weigh?"
The middle-aged man had a stiff face, while the yellow-skirted maiden cocked her head, half a day without righting it back.
Prefect Chen said unhappily, "Speak up if you have something to say, don't sell out."
Xu Qi'an originally wanted to give hints so that the several lords could break through this huge breach on their own, but it seemed that he had botched it.
Quick calculation ability is a bit low ah, you ancient people ..... Xu Qi'an immediately said, "It's nine thousand three hundred and seventy-five pounds."
According to this world's mass conversion formula, a catty was sixteen taels, and one hundred and fifty thousand taels of silver was nine thousand three hundred and seventy-five pounds.
The middle-aged man frowned, he vaguely grasped something.
The yellow-skirted girl frowned, "What can this mean?"
Her voice was as clear as a silver bell.
It shows that you're not too smart Yazi!
Xu Qi'an said, "What is the distance from the city gate to Guangnan Street?"
The middle-aged man returned, "Thirty miles."
"How many downtowns did you pass through on the way?"
"..... Four."
"How is the footing of an incompetent horse?"
"An incompetent horse ....." The middle-aged man suddenly stared with round eyes and stood up violently.
He stared hard with his eyes wide open, revealing a dazed expression of 'Surprisingly, it's like this' and 'So it's like this'.
Three days of tracking and searching for the demon's trail had yielded nothing, and this experienced night watchman had realized that he might have gone in the wrong direction.
However, there wasn't a clear thought in his mind, so after being denied before, he didn't take it to heart.
Prefect Chen's scalp was a bit numb as he still hadn't heard anything wrong, making him seem particularly unintelligent as a prefect.
Prefect Chen looked at the yellow-skirted maiden and balanced his heart quite a bit.
The yellow-skirted maiden depressedly said, "Where is the problem?"
The middle-aged man perked up a bit, "The time, the time is not right."
"Guangnan Street is thirty miles away from the south city gate, with the foot power of an incompetent horse, along the way, you have to pass through four downtowns, entering the city at two o'clock in the morning, it is impossible to arrive at Guangnan Street at a quarter of an hour in the morning."
He was influenced by preconceived notions that this was a demonic haunting that robbed the tax silver, after Xu Qi'an's cocooning, immediately chewed out the problem.
"But the tax silver was indeed transported to Guangnan Street at the stroke of the hour, and there were quite a few people who witnessed a horse rushing into the river at that time, so it can't be a fake." The yellow-skirted girl crisply said.
Prefect Chen nodded his head in satisfaction and concurred, "What is the explanation for this?"
This .... The middle-aged man froze, subconsciously looking towards Xu Qi'an.
"Because the escort is not silver at all." Xu Qi'an threw his voice.
"Ridiculous!" Prefect Chen retorted, "Not to mention whether your second uncle and the escorting pawns had eyes or not, the dossier has recorded the confessions of the people who were present at the time, that the horses rushed into the river, and that the white silver rolled into the water."
He shook the dossier in his hand, "This is also false?"
"Seeing is not necessarily true ..... Herborist is willing to personally clear up your honor's confusion," his gaze fell on the table case, "Borrow a pen and paper."
Prefect Chen waved his hand, signaling to make himself at home.
Xu Qi'an dragged his shackles to the table, poured water to grind, spread out the rice paper, and wrote crookedly.
"My lord, please prepare the paper as requested by the straw man." After writing, he handed the rice paper to Prefect Chen.
Prefect Chen took the rice paper and scanned it, confused.
"Let me see." The yellow-skirted girl came over to join in the fun, stretching out her snow-white catkin to take the rice paper.
Then she was confused.
"......" The middle-aged man, Li Yuchun, scanned the paper, made an expressionless face, flattened the folded corner of the rice paper without missing a trace, and then handed it to Chen Fu Yin.
