As soon as Fang Fu stepped into the inner hall, he felt three sharp eyes cast at him.
The one wearing the scarlet robe should be the prefect, embroidered with clouds and geese, um, a fourth-rank official... The uncle with the silver gong embroidered on his chest, hiss, organized by the night watchman... Oh my, this girl is so beautiful, so beautiful... Is she married?
Glancing at her chest again, Xu Qiyan calmed down a lot.
He lowered his head quickly, showing a very humble attitude.
Prefect Chen sat high on the big chair, expressionless, and the tone of interrogating the prisoner was quite majestic:
"Xu Qiyan, when you were imprisoned three days ago, you didn't say that you had important clues. Do you know the consequences of concealing it?"
The old official, even if he was anxious to death, would never ask for clues, but psychological pressure.
Being here means that the plan has been half successful. Xu Qiyan is still calm: "Sir, just now, Xu's second son came to me, and I asked him for the file."
Be honest first.
The three people present knew Xu Xinnian, not because he was famous, but as the eldest son of Xu Pingzhi, the three organizers would naturally investigate.
"What is the connection between this and the clues you mentioned?" asked Chen Fuyin.
"I deduced the truth of the case from the file..."
"Wait," Chen Fuyin interrupted him, leaning forward slightly: "From the file?"
This is different from what he thought.
"I have solved the case." Xu Qiyan nodded, indicating that it was so.
Chen Fuyin suppressed the thought of asking someone to send this kid back to the prison, and said with a serious face: "Tell me what you want to say, but I remind you that if you lie, you will be beaten to death with two hundred sticks."
"The tax silver robbery was not done by monsters, but by humans."
This sentence shocked the three people.
Chen Fuyin slammed the table and shouted angrily: "Nonsense, come, drag him away and punish him with two hundred sticks."
It was almost a final conclusion that the monster robbed the tax silver, which was the consensus of the three organizers.
If I had expected Xu Qian'an to give valuable clues before, I was completely disappointed now.
It was nothing more than the crazy and rebellious words of a desperate boy.
The middle-aged man's eyes lit up slightly, and he waved away the yamen runners who rushed in, "Master Chen, please be patient."
He turned his eyes and stared at Xu Qi'an, with a burning look, scrutiny and expectation: "Tell me."
This Chen Fuyin had a bad temper... Xu Qi'an knew it was time for him to show off, "According to the confession of the city gate guards, my second uncle entered the city at 2:00 a.m., and at 1:00 p.m., the team escorting the tax silver arrived at Guangnan Street. At this time, a strange wind suddenly blew, and the horses were frightened and rushed into the river."
He tried his best to make his tone neither humble nor arrogant, to appear calmer, and thus increase his persuasiveness.
Chen Fuyin nodded: "This is why we concluded that this is a monster hiding in the river, waiting for an opportunity to steal the tax silver."
"No!" Xu Qiyan retorted loudly: "The evil wind is just a decoy, and the explosion in the river is also a decoy. In fact, it is to make you ignore a flaw, a fatal flaw."
Chen Fuyin asked urgently: "What flaw?"
The middle-aged man put on a listening posture.
The girl in the yellow skirt bit the candied fruit without chewing it, and her eyes full of spiritual energy stared at Xu Qiyan with interest.
They read the files over and over again many times, and knew the course of the case very well, but they never noticed any flaws.
"My second uncle escorted 150,000 taels of tax silver. May I ask several adults, how many kilograms does 150,000 taels of silver weigh?"
The middle-aged man had a stiff face, and the girl in the yellow skirt tilted her head and didn't straighten it for a long time.
Chen Fuyin said unhappily: "If you have something to say, just say it. Don't keep us in suspense."
Xu Qi'an originally wanted to give a hint and let the adults figure out this huge flaw by themselves, but it seems that he has done something wrong.
Your ability to calculate quickly is a bit low, you ancient people... Xu Qi'an immediately said: "It is 9,375 catties."
According to the mass conversion formula of this world, one catty is 16 taels, and 150,000 taels of silver is 9,375 catties.
The middle-aged man frowned, and he vaguely grasped something.
The girl in the yellow skirt frowned: "What does this mean?"
Her voice was as clear as a silver bell.
It means that you are not very smart!
Xu Qian'an asked, "How far is it from the city gate to Guangnan Street?"
The middle-aged man replied, "Thirty miles."
"How many busy streets did you pass along the way?"
"..... Four."
"How fast is the slow horse?"
"Slow horse..." The middle-aged man suddenly widened his eyes and stood up abruptly.
He stared hard, revealing an expression of 'it turned out to be like this' and 'it turned out to be like this'.
After three days of tracking and searching for the traces of monsters, this experienced night watchman has realized that he may have gone in the wrong direction.
But he didn't have a clear idea in his mind, so he didn't take it to heart after being denied before.
Chen Fuyin's scalp was a little numb, because he still didn't hear any problem, which made him seem particularly unintelligent as a prefect.
Chen Fuyin glanced at the girl in the yellow skirt and felt much more balanced.
The girl in the yellow skirt said depressedly: "What's the problem?"
The middle-aged man was somewhat excited: "The time, the time is wrong."
"Guangnan Street is thirty miles away from the South City Gate. With the speed of a slow horse, it has to pass through four busy markets along the way. It is impossible to enter the city at 2:00 am and arrive at Guangnan Street at 1:00 pm."
He was influenced by preconceived notions and thought that it was a demon who robbed the tax silver. After Xu Qi'an's unraveling, he immediately found the problem.
"But the tax silver was indeed transported to Guangnan Street at 7:00 pm. At that time, many people witnessed the horse rushing into the river. It can't be fake." The girl in the yellow skirt said crisply.
Chen Fuyin nodded with satisfaction and echoed: "Why is this?"
This... The middle-aged man was stunned and subconsciously looked at Xu Qi'an.
"Because the escort was not silver at all." Xu Qi'an said loudly.
"Ridiculous!" Chen Fuyin retorted: "Let's not talk about whether your second uncle and the escorting soldiers have eyes. The files contain the confessions of the people present at the time. The horses rushed into the river and the white silver rolled into the water."
He shook the files in his hand: "Is this also false?"
"Seeing is not necessarily believing... I am willing to personally solve the doubts for you," he looked at the table: "Lend me a pen and paper."
Chen Fuyin waved his hand, indicating that he was at his own convenience.
Xu Qian'an dragged his shackles to the table, poured water and ground it, spread out the rice paper, and began to write crookedly.
"My lord, please prepare the things on the paper according to my request." After writing, he handed the rice paper to Chen Fuyin.
Chen Fuyin took the rice paper and glanced at it, confused.
"Let me see." The girl in the yellow skirt came to join in the fun, stretched out her snow-white hand and took the rice paper.
Then he was confused.
"..." The middle-aged man Li Yuchun glanced at the paper, pretended to be expressionless, flattened the folded corner of the rice paper without leaving any trace, and then handed it to Chen Fuyin.