Seeing that their master and servant entered the prison of the Criminal Department, they didn't even ask their subordinates to follow, and the rest of them were secretly talking. is confused about Quan Moxian's behavior.
Seeing that tomorrow is the deadline, he still has the leisure to invite Hong Ziliang to drink and eat?
I have only heard of torture to extract confessions, but I have never heard of a prisoner who can confess after eating a meal.
When Jiang Langzhong heard the news, he secretly gloated.
Quan Moxian is looking for death by himself, it's no wonder that he is!
If he can't get the results tomorrow, don't blame him for falling into the ground.
Gu Shangshu listened to his subordinates' reply, and waved his hand to let him step back.
Thankfully, he was able to get out for an extra day.
If Quan Moxian can't handle this case, he still has time to resort to the last resort and make a difference in front of the emperor.
It's just that in that case, he will inevitably carry a human life on his body, and it would be best otherwise.
Quan Moxian, you better try the case well!
Don't make these demon moths and confuse the public.
No matter what others thought, Quan Moxian arrived at the door of the cell where Hong Ziliang was being held, sat down on the ground, and said, "Master Hong, do you still recognize someone in Quan?"
” In just a few days, Hong Ziliang was tortured to the point that he was skinny and unrecognizable.
As the saying goes, people want to dress up and Buddha wants gold, and Hong Ziliang at this time can no longer find the temperament of a noble son.
Falling, embarrassed, unkempt, and covered in wounds.
This is still Quan Moxian asked people to come and wrap his wounds, otherwise it would look even more miserable.
"Ahh Hong Ziliang slowly raised his head, saw that it was him, let out a penetrating roar, gritted his teeth and said, "You!
I recognize it even when I'm turned to ashes!
” It was Quan Moxian who set the trap that made him fall into such a field.
How could he not recognize it?
As he moved, the shackles and chains on his hands and feet rattled, tugging at his wounds, and he screamed in pain.
"Don't get excited."
Quan Moxian motioned to Haifeng to take out the wine and food one by one and put them on the ground, and said, "If you want, how about we talk while eating?"
” He opened the lid of the osmanthus brewing pot, and the mellow smell of wine wafted out, and the aroma of the meal made the gluttonous worms in Hong Ziliang's stomach gurgle.
As a noble son of the Qing Dynasty in Beijing, he did not eat less of the food in the drunken Bailou.
Do it yourself, or go to a banquet by appointment, and the drunken white building is a place to frequent.
I have been there a lot, and I can't help but complain that there is nothing new in the wine and food in Zuibailou.
But right now, this uninspired wine and food, in his opinion, after eating prison meals for several days, is as delicious as dragon liver and phoenix marrow.
Hong Ziliang was originally greedy for pleasure in his bones.
Otherwise, he would not have moved the grain in the warehouse in order to make a big profit.
At this time, he even forgot about the enemy of Quan Moxian, and stared directly at the wine and food placed outside the railing.
Seeing his expression, Quan Moxian motioned to the jailer to open the cell door and remove the yoke for him.
Haifeng took a pair of chopsticks to him, Hong Ziliang was not polite, sat in front of the railing of the cell, stretched out the chopsticks and headed towards a squirrel fish clip.
He had wounds on all ten of his fingers, and the doctor gave him medicine and bandaged it with white silk.
This will be quite inconvenient.
I saw him grinning in pain, holding the chopsticks hard, holding a piece of fish meat and sending it to his mouth.
Quan Moxian didn't urge him, and when he was half full, he said unhurriedly: "Eldest prince, you have changed the grain in the warehouse privately and competed with the people for profit."
I have arrested you as a matter of public business, and I have no selfish grudges. ” Hong Ziliang snorted and continued to eat and drink.
He remembered the phrase "die and plead not guilty" and waited for his grandmother to come to his rescue.
I have survived the punishment, so I will not admit my guilt because of Quan Moxian's few words.
"You are the son of the Hong family, even if your father is no longer Sinong Siqing, there is no reason to punish you."
Quan Moxian shook his head and said: "I don't agree with Jiang Langzhong's approach, but fortunately, this case is back to me." ” The outsider who brought the doctor to wrap his wounds in the afternoon had already told Hong Ziliang what had happened.
He ate something in his mouth and said vaguely: "Then I have to thank Lord Quan?"
” If it weren't for Quan Moxian, how could he have been arrested.
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Jiang Langzhong tortured him, but the culprit was still Quan Moxian.
"I don't need your thanks."
Quan Moxian said: "I'm here to tell you that you have exchanged grain for the warehouse, and I have account books, empty grain bags, and personal certificates, and you can't deny it." ” "You have evidence, so you convict me?"
Hong Ziliang raised his head and smiled proudly: "What's more, he came to invite me to a good meal of wine and food." ” Quan Moxian said "um" and said, "That's exactly what I thought."
Your Hong family is about to return to their hometown, and they can't be reunited, so I invite you to eat this meal. ” After saying that, he stood up and looked at him condescendingly, his eyes full of pity: "Eldest prince, you can do it yourself!"
” Seeing that he was really leaving, Hong Ziliang was anxious.
Could it be that he really has some key evidence?
It made him feel at the bottom of his mind.
He put down his chopsticks, pulled Quan Moxian's sleeve across the railing, and said, "If you have anything to say, you can make it clear!"
Don't be so mysterious. ” Quan Moxian was about to leave, but he pulled him, and the file under his arm fell to the ground with a "click".
Hong Ziliang looked at it and saw that the open page had a few numbers drawn with a brush, and there was a date annotation on the side.
At this glance, he was distracted.
He sat down on the ground and looked at Quan Moxian in disbelief.
Is this man the devil?
How did he know that he was exchanging food for that day?
The date, the hour, and the quantity are exactly the same.
Seeing his expression, Quan Moxian smiled, didn't speak, picked up the file and walked away.
Haifeng shook his head and squatted down to pack the dishes into the food box.
"Wait, wait!"
Hong Ziliang was hoarse, but Quan Moxian's footsteps did not stop, and he saw that he had reached the end of the passage.
Thinking about Quan Moxian's words of "can't be reunited", the more he thought about it, the more Hong Ziliang felt that there was a problem.
The fear of the unknown gripped his heart tightly.
Seeing that he couldn't stop him, Hong Ziliang couldn't care about the pain of the wound on his hand, and grabbed Haifeng, who was cleaning up: "You adults, what do you mean, ah?!"
” "I can't say."
Haifeng Road.
"I, I ......"
Hong Ziliang panicked and said: "You tell me, when I go out, I will give you as much silver as you want!"
” "Perhaps, I will write a letter now, you go to Hong's house to get the silver!"
"The eldest prince," Haifeng glanced at Quan Moxian's back, slowed down the movements of his subordinates, and whispered, "Don't you understand?"
You can't get out. ” "What?!"
Hong Ziliang was shocked, but he felt that he was telling the truth, so he immediately panicked and asked, "You can't talk nonsense!"
Our Hong family is the old minister of the first emperor, who dares to harm me. ” His words are not bad, but at this time, the Hong family, which has no official position of Sinong Siqing, is no different from an ordinary big family.
When he said this, he didn't have any confidence.