Linhai Town.

Ma Shenming was blocked and his arms were tied back to the chair. One in front and one behind the chair was a royal guard staring at him.

There is a wall on the right side of the chair and a dark curtain on the left. There should be a window behind the chair. The guard in front of him stood in the light, clearly even the stubble could be counted clearly.

Ma Shenming couldn't say that he didn't dare to move, his mind was not very clear, and his heart was filled with fear.

He went home from Wenhui and was put into a black cloth bag halfway through, then squeezed his nose and poured a bowl of it... It must be anesthetics, and he was unconscious after drinking it. When he woke up, he was in a dark room. As soon as he woke up, he was blocked and tied to a chair, and carried it here with the person and the chair.

them……

Ma Shenming looked at the royal palace emblem embroidered on the corner collar of the guard's wardrobe in front of him, and couldn't help but tremble. The straight-shaking legs of the chair made a dull and rapid sound on the brick floor.

The guard in front of him looked down at him, stretched out one foot to step on the chair horizontally, and the guard behind him also stretched out his foot to step on the chair horizontally, and the room was silent again.

The door was pushed open next to the curtain, and a footstep that was steadily but was swallowed slowly came into the door. A gentle step followed closely behind. The two of them sat down, grinding ink, sipping tea, laying paper, putting down the tea cup, and squeezing the cover bowl and the plate.

"Bring it in." It was the voice of an old man, eased fatigue.

Ma Shenming stopped shaking, subconsciously tilted his body to the curtain, trying to hear it more clearly.

A chaotic footsteps stopped at the door, and only one person entered the house, and the footsteps staggered and panicked.

"Sit down and talk." It was the old man's voice.

"yes."

Ma Shenming wanted to jump up, and the two guards pressed his shoulders one by one. Ma Shenming looked up at the guard in front of him in horror, and the guard grinned at him.

"Say it again." The voice of the old man next door came in.

"Yes. When the student first came to Master Liu, it was Ma Shenming's recommendation from Xiucai Ma. The student regarded Xiucai as his biological brother, and never expected it..."

Bai Xingbang choked up.

"Fan Shengan was entrusted to me by Ma Xiucai. Ma Xiucai found the student and said that Fan Shengan found him and wanted to ask him to recommend him, so he joined Mr. Wu's disciple.

"Ma Xiucai said that Mr. Wu and Mr. Zhu are in a different way, and they hold the entire Jiangnan silk shop. How could they look at small merchants like Fan Sheng'an, who only have a hundred looms.

"Ma Xiucai said that because he was tight for a while, he used more than 10,000 yuan of money from Fan Sheng'an, and it was difficult to refuse. He said that my cousin Xing Zhiyuan was busy opening up his wealth, so he asked me to introduce Fan Sheng'an to my cousin. It was him who gave Fan Sheng'an an explanation, and the student introduced Fan Sheng'an to his cousin Xing Zhiyuan."

"What's going on with Fan Sheng'an's death?" the old man asked.

"The students really don't know. When the students heard about Fan Sheng'an's death, they were shocked and hurried to find Ma Xiucai and told him that Fan Sheng'an was dead. Ma Xiucai was calm and seemed to have known it a long time ago. The students didn't dare to ask more questions and then left. After that, the students were panicked and guilty. But the students really knew nothing."

"Ma Shenming seems to have known it a long time ago? Tell me in detail." The old man asked.

"Yes, the student saw Ma Xiucai's courtesy and was frightened. He said in his first sentence: I heard that Fan Sheng'an died of poisoning at the door of the Maritime Taxation Department. Have you heard of it?

"Ma Xiucai picked up the tea, took a few sips before looking at the student and said with a smile: He is quite sensible.

"The student was extremely shocked. Before the student could ask a question, Ma Xiucai stood up and said that he would be busy for a while. After he was busy for a while, he would invite me to have a few drinks. The student quickly surrendered, and the student really knew nothing."

"Well. Take him down." The old man ordered.

Bai Xingbang went out, and the chaotic footsteps left.

The old man coughed, and the two guards raised their hands to pull open the curtain. One pulled out Ma Shenming's gag cloth, and the other unbuttoned Ma Shenming's arm.

Huang Xianzhou sat on the upper head, up and down, and carefully looked at Ma Shenming. Mr. Yao sat horizontally with tables and chairs, facing Ma Shenming, and looked at Ma Shenming like Huang Xianzhou.

The two guards stood Ma Shenming and pressed him to the chair that Bai Xingbang had just sat on.

"You heard it all, right?" Huang Xianzhou asked slowly.

"Who are you?" Ma Shenming subconsciously glanced at the two guards standing side by side at Huang Xianzhou's head.

"My surname is Huang, the head of the Hai Taxation Department, and I will take charge of Fan Sheng'an's case.

"Are you the mastermind of Fan Sheng'an's death? Who is the one who took action? Or is your own hands?" Huang Xianzhou's face turned gloomy.

"No, no! Bai Xingbang slandered me nonsense. I don't know, I don't know anything." Ma Shenming clasped his hands tightly.

"Fan Sheng'an is your relative, and Lu Houfu, the first son of the Yin-Yang of Hangzhou Government, introduced it to you. Twelve thousand taels of silver was also passed by Lu Houfu's hands. It was originally 15 thousand taels, but Lu Houfu intercepted three thousand taels. This was Lu Houfu's confession."

Huang Xianzhou ticked, and Mr. Yao raised a stack of confessions pressing the red handprints.

"But I don't..."

"Those are enough." Huang Xianzhou interrupted Ma Shenming's words, "Fan Sheng'an's death is of no benefit to you. Logically speaking, you, a student with a strong age and a bright future, will not do such stupid things that are of no benefit."

"Sir, please tell me!" Ma Shenming was so excited that he burst into tears.

"But, although I am in charge of this case, this is the case of the prince. The prince thinks that such a case should not be delayed for a long time, just find you here." Huang Xianzhou paused, looked at Ma Shenming who was staring at him, and sighed, "It's time to close the case. You poisoned Fan Sheng'an for the sake of that 15,000 silver."

"Dongweng has been dealing with you in front of the prince, and he has said all the good things. The prince promised not to harm your Ma clan, and only brought your family of sixteen... Alas, Dongweng has done his best." Mr. Yao took over the conversation.

"This is a careless person's life!" Ma Shenming's anger outweighed his fear.

"Wu Jie came to visit Wu Rong. I heard that the two have already been to Pingjiang Bieye together. In addition to you, there are Xing Zhiyuan and Bai Xingbang, three families of forty-two, which is enough for the prince to intimidate the Jiangnan Shilin."

Huang Xianzhou stood up while speaking, hunched his body as if bent by sadness and pain, and signaled to Mr. Yao, "Let's go."

"Oh." Mr. Yao gathered his confession, "Fortunately, he is not completely innocent."

Ma Shenming looked at Huang Xianzhou and Mr. Yao, one after another, and walked out of the door with heavy steps. He turned around and looked at the two guards. The two guards looked at him with a smile, raised their feet and walked towards Ma Shenming, grabbed Ma Shenming's arm from left and right. Ma Shenming shivered violently and shouted:
Chapter completed!