At the beginning, there is smoke coming out of the ancestral grave, and the woman is busy in the imp

When he and his men arrived, they only caught up with the man whose hands were as slippery as a loach.

When he asked the Tian family's grandfather and grandson in detail about the appearance of the abducted child.

Hong Ye was the tallest of two, and just from the description, I could tell he was the Marquis of Jiangling.

Fortunately, I bumped into the old shoemaker who was going out to report to the police, and he gave me directions.

Otherwise, he can go to Secretary Shangshu's house to plead guilty tonight instead of tomorrow.

"No, I can just climb up myself."

Xie Yuheng climbed up as he spoke, saying, "Please, Lieutenant Hong, go find a wife, and ask for a woman's clothes, about the age of cardamom."

"Yes."

Hong Ye turned around and ordered his men to look for the person. When Xie Yuheng was about to climb up, he held his hand, fearing that he would accidentally fall down.

Not long after, the soldiers came in with a neat group of women, presumably nearby residents.

There was no need to thank Yuheng for further instructions, as Hong Ye had already asked his mother-in-law to go down to the cellar.

Those who work in Jingzhao Mansion encounter so many things every day that they can't see clearly. He, the captain, doesn't have to do this anymore.

After a while, Rong Shi came up with Xie Yuheng's robe.

After thinking about it, he took off his own clothes and put them on his master. Rong Shi scratched his head and said, "I'm going out to buy some clothes for my master. Captain Hong, please take care of me."

After speaking, the trace disappeared in the blink of an eye, but the mother-in-law's voice came from the cellar:

"There is a girl down here, but she doesn't have any sense of survival. I can't carry her either. Please come down and help me, sir."

Then the mother-in-law lowered her voice and comforted the woman.

Xie Yuheng sat on the doorstep and saw Hong Ye dispatching people in an orderly manner, some searching for evidence in the courtyard and some going down to the cellar to carry people away.

"There is a middle-aged woman in the alley outside. She must be an accomplice."

Xie Yuheng said lightly, forgetting about this fool for a moment.

When the guards dragged the woman back to the courtyard, the lifeless man was also hung up.

Seeing that the lower bodies of all the guards present felt cold, they secretly took a look at Xie Yuheng.

I feel that it is unlikely that the Marquis of Jiangling did it. It should have been the guard.

Horror!

Man, oh no, my father-in-law suddenly woke up, feeling pain in his lower body, and wanted to faint again.

Listening to the conversations around him, he realized that the little brat was actually the Marquis of Jiangling.

Ignoring the pain in his lower body, he raised his leg to kick the woman and cursed: "Grandma, I've suffered a lot from you, a bitch like you."

This is not a money-giving boy with a bad brain. This damn boy is the reincarnation of the Lord of Hell.

Xie Yuheng smiled sarcastically, looking at the art of talking and shifting the blame.

It’s the woman’s fault for abducting the wrong person, rather than regret that she abducted the wrong person and became a beast.

Hong Ye whispered from the side, "According to Daliang law: if a kidnapper hurts a child during the process, he will be sentenced to death."

"But we still need to interrogate whether there is a previous owner and who the buyer is."

Hong Ye narrowed his eyes slightly. Most of these children were around ten years old, but the girl was the oldest, so she was persecuted...

Xie Yuheng nodded lightly, because during Chu Tianchen's reign, he was obsessed with the young girl cultivating the Tao of Immortality.

Therefore, after Chu Heng came to power, he strictly ordered the sale of young girls and imposed strict laws on both buyers and sellers.

The seller is guilty and so is the buyer.

The Tao of Immortality...all the emperors of Daliang cannot live more than fifty...

Only the foolish king has a long life.

Xie Yuheng held his chin with his hand, always feeling that there should be some connection here.

Unfortunately, there are too few clues at hand to make any inferences.

When he was waiting, he came back with new clothes. Xie Yuheng put on a new robe. The master and servant left the courtyard and went to the blacksmith shop.

Hong Ye watched Xie Yuheng leave, and then looked at the little girl with dull eyes.

With Marquis Jiangling's kind-hearted nature, he had to bet that Xie Yuheng would win the top prize in the end, but unfortunately... he was short of money.

Soon Hong Ye cheered up again and looked at the trafficker as if he were looking at the God of Wealth. If the case was solved, the government would also give him a reward. He was really the God of Wealth.

Forge a street.

Xie Yuheng returned to the original shop, and the two people who were worried about the Tian family breathed a sigh of relief.

"I wonder what the young master wants to do?" Old Man Tian asked.

Xie Yuheng took out a folded blueprint from his wallet, handed it to the old man, and detailed his requirements.

Old man Tian looked at the drawings, smoothed his scorched beard, and said:

"It's not difficult, but you still need a mold. Are you in a hurry, young master?"

"There's no rush, but I'd like to ask the old man to do it more carefully."

As soon as Xie Yuheng finished speaking, Rong Shi stepped forward and quickly paid the deposit, making the onlookers around him feel envious.

"Lao Tian's family has met a cheerful customer. Alas, it's not like I met a farmer who was not satisfied even after being struck with a sickle four or five times."

"Tch, I didn't see you helping me early in the morning. This is a good customer that the Tian family has earned through its own efforts. You can't envy it."

Controversies arose all around, and Xie Yuheng took Rong Shi away quietly.

After arriving home, he was immediately captured by Si Yuandao and held there until sunset, when the dusk drums were beating.

Officials from the Jingzhao Prefecture's Prison Department stepped on dusk drums and urgently handed over the traitors captured by Lieutenant Hong in the morning to Dali Temple.

Who would have thought that there are still dirty things hiding in the capital.

The so-called high-ranking families secretly still imitate the deposed emperor in cultivating immortality.

The next morning, the thirteen supervisory censors all impeached the Sheng family for abducting and selling young girls.

Emperor Liang was furious and called for a joint trial by the Ministry of Punishment, Dali Temple, and the Metropolitan Procuratorate.

The storm is coming, and the whole city is frightened.

"It is said that the Shangjing Sheng family has girls from all over the world, but now it seems that they are all kidnapped and trafficked. They have been raised at home since childhood, and the girls who are the best are selected. Not the best..."

Before Xie Yunhua finished speaking, everyone knew the rest of his meaning.

Xie Yuheng calmly played chess with Yang Bingwen, and even took the time to make a cup of tea by himself, shaking the incense and smelling it.

However, the traffickers entered Jingzhao Mansion yesterday and handed them over to Dali Temple before the night ban.

Thirteen censors were impeached together this morning. If there was no handwriting from the emperor, she would not believe it at all.

Yang Yunchao sneered and said sarcastically: "It makes me feel so sick that I can't swallow the tea or eat."

"I wonder what those people think that they believe this. Ha..."

Xie Yuheng dropped his head and said calmly: "It's called human nature. Every word and deed of those in power affects the lives of the people."

"Last year, my mother fell in love with almond tofu. After someone spread the news, the price of almonds in Gangneung City skyrocketed."

"In just a few days, the price was so high that patients suffering from wheezing could not afford the almonds used as medicine."

"I had to be transferred from another city overnight and go to the Xinglin Pavilion Free Clinic for several days to suppress the chaos."

"My mother loves something like this, let alone Chu Tianchen, who was once the king of a country."