Chapter 37: To inflict a crime

Yang Yuanqing did not expect Xiao Xian to come to visit him, which was beyond his expectations, but his surprise only flashed in his eyes. He immediately laughed, "Brother Xiao is a county magistrate, so he is not qualified! He ran around the world. Last time in the Western Regions and this time in Jiangdu. What about the next time, will he be outside the border?"

Xiao Xian also narrowed his eyes and smiled, "According to the court's regulations, the county magistrate is not allowed to leave his hometown. Will the Censor Yang punish me for this?"

"Since Brother Xiao dares to come to see me, are you still afraid that I will be punished?"

The two of them looked at each other and smiled with understanding. Yang Yuanqing waved his hand, "Brother Xiao, please! Let's go to the study to talk."

The two of them came to the study room and took a seat. Xiao Xian said straight to the point: "I apologize to General Yang for what happened four years ago."

Yang Yuanqing knew that he was referring to Chen Yin's murder. It seemed that Xiao Xian admitted that he was the mastermind behind the scenes. Yang Yuanqing pondered for a moment and said, "We just need to understand some things in our hearts. Don't tell them out. It will be difficult for me to do it if I say them out loud."

Xiao Xian nodded. He understood what Yang Yuanqing meant, so he said openly and honestly: "I hope to provide General Yang with help in the affairs of Jiangdu. I have enough staff."

"Then what are you going to help me?" Yang Yuanqing asked with a smile.

"It's very simple. General Yang pointed me a place and I will put some things in it. In short, it will definitely satisfy General Yang."

Yang Yuanqing looked at him and asked, "Why do you want to help me?"

Xiao Xian smiled faintly, "Even if it's to repay General Yang with a favor!"

Yang Yuanqing knew that he was insincere, but he really needed a third party to do something. Nanhua Club was not Wang Shichong. Wang Shichong might betray him Yang Yuanqing for his own benefit, but Nanhua Club would not. Thinking of this, Yang Yuanqing took out a piece of paper from the table and handed it to Xiao Xian and said, "It's this villa."

Xiao Xian took a look and stood up and said goodbye, "General Yang, I can arrange everything tonight. I wish General Yang a great achievement!"

Yang Yuanqing also bowed and smiled, "thank you brother Xiao!"

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After seeing Xiao Xian off, Yang Yuanqing returned to the study. Outside the study, Yang Sanlang and a middle-aged scholar were waiting to see him, so he walked up and smiled and said, "Is this the person?"

Yang Sanlang said to Yang Yuanqing with his ears: "This man is known as a slut in Jiangdu and is very good at imitating handwriting. He has an apprentice named Zhao Sui who works as a civil servant in the county government office. Now he is missing. This man's surname is Jia, and maybe the young master can use him."

The man knelt down and kowtowed, "Little Min Jia Zhengyi bowed to the Censor!"

Yang Yuanqing looked at him and said, "Come in!"

Yang Sanlang brought the middle-aged scholar into the study. Yang Yuanqing ordered him to sit down at the small table, took a letter of his own and handed it to him, "This is my letter, Mr. Jia will imitate it, I'll take a look."

"yes!"

Jia Zhengyi spread Yang Yuanqing's letter, looked at the handwriting carefully, and then gestured in the air with his hands for a while, then lifted up the pen, sang quickly, almost in one go.

After writing, he put down his pen and smiled, "The villain is ugly!"

Yang Sanlang presented the letter to Yang Yuanqing, and Yang Yuanqing was stunned. If it weren't for the fact that the traces above had not dried up, he would have thought it was his letter. He carefully compared his original letter, and couldn't help but be amazed. It was exactly the same, and he couldn't tell the difference.

"It's worthy of being a slepist, it's indeed a famous pen."

Yang Yuanqing exclaimed, and he took out a few letters from Zhang Jin, which were found in Zhang Yunyi's study. He handed them to Jia Zhengyi, "If you write a letter for me, use this person's handwriting."

Jia Zhengyi did not answer, but fell to the ground and kowtowed and begged: "I am willing to serve Jingshi Yang, and I only beg Jingshi Yang to spare the villain's life."

Yang Yuanqing laughed, "How did you know I want to kill you?"

"The villain has an apprentice who works as a clerk in the county yard. He told me a few days ago that he wrote something for the prefect, and he disappeared that night. The villain knew that most of the people were silenced and was willing to ask the minister Yang to spare a villain, and the villain also had his wife and children in his family."

Yang Yuanqing glanced at him and asked lightly: "I heard that your accent doesn't look like a native of Jiangdu, but like an accent in Youzhou."

Jia Zhengyi cried and said, "The villain is actually from Yanmen County. Last year, Yanmen County recruited 30,000 civilians to build the Great Wall. The villain had the name of the villain on the list, so the villain fled to Jiangdu with his wife and children, and took several apprentices to support his family."

Yang Yuanqing nodded, "I really lack a few civil servants who do things. You can follow me in the future! Organize documents for me and bring your wife and daughter with me. I will not treat you badly."

Jia Zhengyi was ecstatic. Not only did he get a good job, but he would not be killed. This was the most important thing.

"The villain is willing to serve Jingshi Yang!"

Yang Yuanqing took out a piece of paper, which was what he needed and handed it to Jia Zhengyi, "Just follow the handwriting of the letters I gave you just now, write a letter with this content, write it before tomorrow morning, I need it."

Jia Zhengyi quickly bowed and said, "Please rest assured by Jingshi Yang, I will definitely do it!"

"You might as well call me General Yang in the future."

"Yes! General Yang."

Yang Yuanqing smiled and said to Yang Sanlang: "Take Mr. Jia to arrange a yard. What you need, please provide it!"

Yang Sanlang gave a bow and went down with Jia Zhengyi. Yang Yuanqing focused on his mind for a moment, if he just wanted to defeat Zhang Yun

Killing Wei Deyu is enough to determine him

But want to move

The portion is still not

Must be ruthless again

Now everything is ready, but the east wind is not available.

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Monday the next day

Yang Yuanqing led the Sili doctor Xue Dao

And hundreds of rides

Running southwest of Jiangdu City

In the southwest of Jiangdu City

There are low mountains all the way

Bibisen

A small river winds

Extraordinary scenery

Running out only ten

I saw a group of buildings covering an area of ​​thousands of acres

Red wall black

Flying Eaves

Strong

This is the largest palace in Jiangdu, the Emperor of the Sui Dynasty.

The long wall stretches for nearly twenty miles.

But what Yang Yuanqing was going to come to was not Jiangdu Palace. They rushed past the official road next to the palace and continued to move south. The road to the south was full of farmland cottages. The wide official road had disappeared, leaving only a narrow field path.

But everyone continued to rush, and for about twenty miles, a manor appeared in front of him. The manor was not big, covering an area of ​​hundreds of acres. In the distance was a small village of more than twenty families, living in tenants who rented this farm. In the manor, there was a black two-story house, about the size of an acre, standing alone in the fields, which looked a bit weird.

"Censor Yang, what are we doing here?" Xue Daoheng asked in confusion.

"This is Zhang Jin's manor, called Yinzhuang, which is not known to outsiders. It is included in the memorial of Censor Wei. I saw that Censor Wei marked it with a key circle. I guess Censor Wei found something in this farm. Moreover, Zhang Jin's letter to his son Zhang Yunyi also mentioned this villa. The letter said that he should keep the things in the village carefully. If there is any accident, it will be destroyed immediately."

Yang Yuanqing handed a letter from Zhang Jin to Xue Daoheng, "Doctor Xue can read it yourself! This is found in Zhang Yunyi's study."

Xue Daoheng looked at the letter. It was Zhang Jin's handwriting. He had seen it. It was very desolate and rough. Xue Daoheng frowned, "What will Zhang Jin hide in the manor?"

"You'll know if you search."

Yang Yuanqing waved his hand and said, "Take it out!"

Hundreds of cavalry rushed into the manor and began to search. Xue Daoheng looked north and could even vaguely see the top of the pagoda in Jiangdu Palace from here. He said in surprise: "This is a little too close to Jiangdu Palace."

"It's only twenty miles apart, which is suspicious!"

At this time, a cavalryman stepped forward to report: "Report to the Censor Yang, the butler of this manor has escaped, and the house in the middle is empty and there is no one."

As soon as he finished speaking, the shouts of soldiers came from afar, "Civil Yang, we have found something!"

Yang Yuanqing and Xue Daoheng urged their horses to go to the empty house. The door of the house was wide open, and the soldiers carried out large wooden boxes from the basement, piled up the yard, with twenty boxes, and the words "Zhangfu" were written on the upper right corner of the wooden box.

"Pry open the box!"
To be continued...