The yamen runner presented the tea to Zhu Guangli. Zhu Guangli glanced at the gold seal on it and handed it to the master of Xing Ming, Ni Peng. The two confirmed that it was the tea lost by Qi Cangsi.

Huang Wenqiu stood there in a daze, opening her mouth, and couldn't get together for a long time.

He looked at Jiang Gan, then Du Lan, suddenly woke up and shouted injustice to Zhu Guangli.

"If I were a tea-stealing thief, how could I be so stupid that I would hide tea on myself? Besides, I am a weak scholar and dare not kill chickens. How could I get the ability to steal things from the Grandpa Qi's mansion? I even stole it without anyone noticing!"

He pointed at Du Lan again: "It must be him. He just rushed on me in the wine shop and took the opportunity to frame me!"

"You dare to deny the stolen persons!" Du Lan said loudly, "I don't have this ability!"

Zhu Guangli's eyes wandered between Du Lan and Huang Wenqiu, knowing that there was something different, but he didn't know what grudges they had.

There is also a King of Jin in the middle.

He touched his chin and thought about what to do. Ni Peng had something to say, so he came forward and asked Zhu Guangli to go to the back hall.

When he arrived at the back hall, Li Wenjing didn't expect that the dragon group was found from Huang Wenqiu, and lost his face. He stammered: "My husband, I must have some misunderstandings in it. I often deal with Huang Wenqiu. He also has family resources and has studied in school. He will not be a thief."

"Where did the thief go?" Zhu Guangli looked serious, "The misunderstanding cannot be covered. Tea is on him, so I have to give Mr. Qi an explanation."

Ni Peng whispered: "My grandpa, it's King of Jin and Qi Cangsi here. I don't know what kind of storm it is to cause. It's better to hit him around twenty years old and be in prison. After you find out, you will take it slowly. If it really doesn't work, you'll be confused."

Li Wenjing hurriedly said, "That's right."

Zhu Guangli also felt that this was the reason. He walked to the main hall, threw out two red signs from the signboard, and signaled to hit the twenty boards.

Regardless of Huang Wenqiu's cry, the two yamen runners tied up Huang Wenqiu down. They were originally observing their words and expressions, but they didn't really want to hit Zhu Guangli, so they just wanted to hit him gently. But one of them was Du Lan's drinker. Seeing Du Lan striking his fists in his sleeves, he immediately understood and winked with his companions, and started fighting with sincerity.

Huang Wenqiu had tender skin and tender flesh. He had a few beats and a big red flower bloomed on his butt.

At the beginning, he gritted his teeth and held on. When he waited behind, he couldn't stand it and cried, "Stop hitting, I'll take it! I'll take it!"

Zhu Guangli, who was picking his nails, stopped and couldn't help but look at the master. He had seen the moves fast, but had never seen such a quick one.

This can't be considered a reproach.

In ordinary cases, we must intimidate the gangsters. We will beat the 20th board and walk as usual. The thief can't stand it if he beat the 50th board. He can't beat it for more than ten times, so why did he get it?

Ni Peng quickly asked them to get the person in and asked him what he wanted.

Huang Wenqiu seemed to have lost his upper body and lower body, and he could not walk or kneel down, so he could only admit his wishes.

"On the eighth day of the sixth month, the eldest lady of the Song family in Hengyu Street and the guard guard met me at Chongqing Hua Temple in Jianshan. He said that there was a ten-dragon group that could be sold to me. I didn't have tea, so I gave a hundred stakes to decide one stake first. There was a monk from Chonghua Temple as evidence. The day before yesterday, I heard that the ten-dragon tea was lost in the mansion of Qi, and I was panicked. I saw that the two of them were sneaky and wanted to make contributions first and then ask the grandson Qi to atone for their sins."

After hearing this, Zhu Guangli asked Ni Peng to write down the trick, first put Huang Wenqiu in prison, Du Lan and Jiang Gan went there, and then took Miss Song.

"It's late tonight, and they can't go anywhere. I'll get someone tomorrow," Ni Peng invited Zhu Guangli from the front hall to the back hall, avoiding Li Wenjing: "Madam Song from Hengyu Street cannot get it."

Zhu Guangli smiled and said, "I know that, as a girl, she naturally cannot be a flying thief. She must be the guardian, so she will take the guardian."

Ni Peng shook his head: "This Song is the one who saved the Prince of Jin."

"Oh," Zhu Guangli slapped the table with both hands, "I was almost deceived by this guy named Huang."

"Huang Wenqiu and Mrs. Song recognized their cousins," Ni Peng smiled. "It must have been a biting and biting each other. We can't really make this big deal, otherwise the prince wouldn't look good."

Zhu Guangli nodded: "Thank you to be careful, it's just that it's hard to explain to Mr. Qi. He couldn't even leak a grain of sand in his hand. He lost so many things. If he couldn't find them back, he might say what he would."

Ni Peng said: "Don't be anxious, please send someone to Hengyu Street first and watch the guard guard. I'll go to the palace to inform the prince of this matter. If the prince is willing to deal with it, this matter will be a headless case. If the prince wants us to investigate and we will ask the Song family to ask questions, it will also make you respect the prince."

"Yes, I heard that the emperor misses the prince's fault," Zhu Guangli nodded, "I don't bother others anymore. I'll ask you to go there overnight."

Ni Peng packed up and left. Zhu Guangli went to the yard to return to the backyard. The maid served him to wash his feet. He took the county tax account from last year and looked through it.

After seeing it, he said to his wife Pei: "It is said that we have a lot of money and food along the way. I don't know that it's only 25,000 guan a year, and there is no oil or water at all. I'm afraid even Yuezhou can't compare. Isn't it wrong to Shao Pei?"

Yuan Shaopei is his Master Qian Gu.

"If you burn his abacus, he can't make a mistake," Pei took off his hairpin and glanced at him, "Why don't you compare with Kyoto?"

Zhu Guangli smiled and said, "Kyoto has more than 400,000 yuan, how dare I compete?"

Pei took out the account book from him: "We are asking Yuan Shaopei to see the tax accounts along the way, and we have to line up to invite them. If you have such a master, just have fun secretly."

Zhu Guangli said: "Look at your anxious temper, I just say it, give it to me, I'll take a look."

"What are you looking at? Lighting a lamp and reading a book hurts your eyes," Pei threw away the account book. "Tomorrow, you ask Yuan Shaopei to get the state seal and stamp the book, and you accompany me to burn incense."

"As for orders," Zhu Guangli raised his leg, "My leg hurts. It won't be raining."

The wind and rain in Tanzhou came at any time, crackling and hitting the tiles, swallowing all other sounds.

Ni Peng entered the palace with the front foot, and the rain was behind him. He dusted off the water droplets on his body, sorted out his clothes, and went to pay homage to the King of Jin.

"Prince, our tax and tax training throughout the journey were tested last year. As long as each state sealed it, it can be handed over to the Transportation Department for acceptance. This is our account. Yan Shuaishou is here. Should we be more cautious?"

Ni Peng took out the account book and handed it over to King Jin.

Yuan Shaopei was inconvenient to enter and exit the palace, so he could only come.

"Yan Zhizhou cannot manage the Transport Department," King Jin placed it on the case, "everything will be the same."

Ni Peng nodded and then told about catching the thief.

The King of Jin laughed and asked Huang Ting to find Xie Zhou: "He and You Song didn't notice Du Lan in Cao's camp and were in love with Han, so they were fined a month's salary."

Huang Ting took the order and left.
Chapter completed!