Seventy-seven meeting GL

Looking at the account book for a week, everyone was dizzy, but they didn't find any clues.

At the end of the day's mission, the accompanying officials threw down their account books one after another, stood up and stretched their muscles, "Oh, I've been tired all day, and my hands are numb from planning."

"I heard that tonight there is braised chicken feet, southeast specialties, eat more, and make up for what you eat." The ministers in official uniforms laughed and teased, greeted Lang Yinshi, and walked out of the hall one after another.

Lang Yinshi also put down the booklet in front of him, and pinched his tired brows. After checking the accounts these days, some of the accounts have some missing pages, and the page numbers are intermittent, which doesn't feel right.

He talked about the confusion in his heart to Xiao Xuanji, Xiao Xuanji only gave a straight answer, there must be solid evidence for everything, not just guesswork.

Lang Yinshi also called the Zheng brothers to inquire. The Zheng brothers explained that due to the huge amount of incoming and outgoing financial transactions, the accounts themselves were completed by multiple people.

Regarding this reason, even though Lang Yinshi was dissatisfied, he had nothing to say.

The official duties ended early that day, and he was idle and bored, so he wandered around the Southeast Weaving Bureau.

There is a building in the Southeast Weaving Bureau full of samples. Here, you can see all kinds of weaving machines in the southeast region, various fabrics, dyes, and explanations of weaving techniques.

Lang Yinshi browsed it and found it quite interesting, when he came out it was getting late.

This place is closer to the back door, so Lang Yinshi went out from the back door of the Weaving Bureau, wanting to take a look around the bustling street, he heard that the night market here is very lively, he came here by himself, he was busy every day, and he hadn't had time to see it yet.

The back door of the Weaving Bureau is a secluded alley with green brick walls and stone roads. There are hardly any houses or people walking around.

There is a small sesame seed shop at the entrance of the alley, and a child is sitting on the threshold, eating sesame seed cakes.She was about five or six years old, unkempt and shabby.Seeing that Lang Yinshi was dressed luxuriously, he only stared at her with a pair of big silly eyes.

Seeing that she was cute, Lang Yinshi couldn't help squatting down and teasing: "Little sister, how old is this year?"

The little girl turned her head and stared blankly into the dim sesame seed shop, as if she was looking for help from her parents, then looked at her again, and shook her head slowly.

"You can't talk?" Lang Yinshi touched his waist and took out a sachet embroidered with colorful birds.He handed the sachet to the little girl, "This is for you."

It was the first time for the little girl to see such a beautiful pattern, and she stared at the sachet, very excited.She raised her head in confusion, looked at Lang Yinshi and said, "You can't talk to uncle uncle." Childish voice, childish voice.

"Huh?" Despite being helpless to be called uncle, Lang Yinshi still asked curiously with a smile, "Why?"

"Mother said, here," the little girl pointed to Zhizao Mansion, "you can't talk to the uncles here, otherwise, you will be eaten by the hungry wolves on the mountain."

Lang Yinshi's face was gloomy, he was waiting to ask again, a young woman hurried out from the biscuit shop, she wiped her flour-stained hands on the front of her shirt, and picked up the little girl. "My lord, we are closed and we won't be selling any more." The woman saluted Lang Yinshi, her eyes were guarded, and she hurriedly packed up the shop.

"Eldest sister," Lang Yinshi asked tentatively when he saw her nervous expression. "There is between Zhizao Mansion and you...do you recognize the officials of Zhizao Mansion?"

"I don't know, I don't know! We don't know anything!" The woman was terrified when she heard the words, and she shrank and was about to prop up the door panel.

Lang Yinshi stepped forward and pushed open the door. "Wait a minute, I have something to ask you."

"Ahh—what are you going to do?" The woman hugged the little girl tightly, with fear on her face, "We are just small businessmen, and the head of the family has gone to the back mountain to collect firewood. My mother and I don't understand anything. My lord, please, don't ask us."

Lang Yinshi looked at the woman's terrified face, with complex eyes, she took a step back and said softly, "Don't be afraid, I'm not here to trouble you." She handed the sachet to the woman lying on her mother's shoulder. Little girl, "This sachet is for you."

The little girl took the sachet in a daze, and carefully observed it with a look of surprise.

Seeing that Lang Yinshi behaved politely, the woman had some doubts for a while, but she still shrank in the room and erected the door panels one by one.

"Big Sister," standing on the blue brick wall and in the middle of the stone road, Lang Yinshi's face was reflected in the afterglow of the setting sun, his expression was gentle and deep. "Someone has taken care of you, and you are not allowed to talk to the officials of the weaving mansion, right?"

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"Who is it? Who is the person who takes care of you?"

Yamen of Governor's Mansion of Water Transport

On both sides of the lobby, a group of officials looked serious. In the center was Zheng Qikun, the director of the Weaving Bureau who was detained on the ground.

"My lord, it's outrageous to arrest me rashly without evidence?!" Zheng Qikun was in a bit of a panic, but he raised his chin and stiffened his neck and said, "I am the head of the weaving bureau appointed by the emperor himself! Even if it is the lord, You also have no right to try people for no reason! Lord Xiao, you have always acted impartially, but you must speak up for the subordinates!"

Xiao Xuanji silently stayed aside, unmoved.

"Pa——" Sitting in the front seat, Lang Yinshi waved his hand and threw down a dozen booklets. "Bold and bold! Look at your accounts! The amount of forgery is so huge, how dare you argue!"

Zheng Qikun glanced at the ledger, his face turned pale, but he said indignantly, "My lord forged every word, is there any evidence? I, Zheng Qikun, have been loyal to the country for decades, and the sun and the moon can learn from each other! The lord slanders me so much, Zheng Qikun will never agree." !"

"Really? What a loyal country, the sun and the moon can learn from each other." Lang Yinshi sneered, "Come here, bring him here."

The guards brought up a middle-aged man covered in blood and put him on a wooden frame in the center of the hall.The middle-aged man's hair was loose, and he had obviously experienced severe torture.Zheng Qikun turned his head and saw it, his face changed drastically. "Why...how is it you?!" This person is Xue San, the supervisor of the Southeast Weaving Bureau and Zheng Qisen's confidant.

"Xue San? Xue San!!" Zheng Qikun roared, "What's going on?!"

The middle-aged man hummed, slurred his speech, and couldn't speak a word.

"Master Zheng, take a good look at who this is." Lang Yinshi asked in an orderly manner, "When the guards bring back your fake accounts, with all the witnesses and evidence, I will settle the accounts with you one by one! Come here! I drag it down and put it in jail!"

Before the guards stepped forward, Zheng Qikun turned pale with shock. He tried to find his younger brother Zheng Qisen in the lobby.Now that Xue San has been captured, then...

"What are you looking for, Mr. Zheng?" Lang Yinshi said coolly. He had a handsome face with an extraordinary demeanor, but in Zheng Qikun's eyes, he was as cold as the king of Hades. "Cooperate well with our work, and Mr. Zheng Qisen will not be spared some flesh and blood pain. After all, only when we are alive can brothers reunite."

Lang Yinshi spoke slowly, Zheng Qikun clearly understood the meaning behind his words, he couldn't help but tremble all over, "...My lord, my lord, spare my life! My lord, spare my life!!"

Lang Yinshi's face was as cold as frost, "Press it down!"

Water Transport Governor's Mansion Prison

Zheng Qisen reminded himself repeatedly that everything related to the prince must not be said.

This is the straw for his life.

The prince had already told them that once the incident happened, the local governor would hand it over and try it within a few days according to the procedure.As long as he survives the torture of the imperial envoys and doesn't reveal anything, his life will be safe.

But if something was leaked, even if he could get out of this prison, he would not be able to save his life.The Zheng brothers thought clearly that following the prince was the only strategy.

"Master Zheng." Lang Yinshi sat in front of Zheng Qisen, and it was already half a cup of tea time. "No matter what, you can't expose the behind-the-scenes instigation. Your attitude is very firm?"

"As an official of the imperial court, although he has colluded with one another and committed countless corruptions, according to Tianlang's law, it is nothing more than dismissal and confiscation of his home. As an imperial envoy, this king absolutely does not have the right to control your lives. Therefore, as long as you grit your teeth If you don’t let go, this level will be passed.”

Zheng Qisen turned his eyebrows and eyes, as if his thoughts had been guessed, and he felt a little uneasy.

"What do you think of the hypothesis of 'brothers committing suicide in fear of crime'?" Lang Yinshi said calmly, "You are the prince's people, and this king definitely has no possibility of letting you go. If you want you to die, find What's the problem with an excuse?"

"If you don't get what this king wants, none of you can enter the local governor's office. This king would rather destroy you than fulfill the crown prince." Lang Yinshi punctured their illusions one by one.

Zheng Qisen opened his eyes wide, as if he realized Lang Yinshi's cruel methods, and his words were filled with despair.

"We are now the fish on the chopping board. Whether we say it or not, we will die. There is no need to threaten us. It is useless. If you want to do it, hurry up!"

"Why worry?" Lang Yinshi's tone was unpredictable. "How can it be so easy to ask for death?"

"How about, let's play a game. The essence of this game is: one is responsible and one is guaranteed. Whoever surrenders the handle of the prince first will be the hero (guaranteed) who will kill his relatives and make atonement. And the remaining person will be Become a prisoner of corruption and bribery, and will suffer the crown prince's revenge (responsible person) for telling the news. Within three days, only one of you and Zheng Qikun can win." Lang Yinshi conveyed every word like a spell To Zheng Qisen.

"I don't know who will win. It's really exciting. Think about your wife and children, what kind of choice would they want you to make? By the way, you will never imagine how your brother Zheng Qikun will choose who is separated by a wall. "

"Waiting for your answer." With a cold smile, Lang Yinshi got up and left calmly.

In the prison, Zheng Qisen's eyes were red and he clenched his fists.

When Lang Yinshi came out of the prison, the cold smile faded from his face, he felt tired, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Xiao Xuanji stood outside the prison, still with a serious and dry face.

"Your Highness, keeping the Zheng brothers in different cells can really reveal the truth? A few days later, the power of trial will be handed over to the local governor. If we really want to thoroughly investigate, we must solve it quickly."

With a trace of exhaustion, Lang Yinshi sighed and said, "Master Xiao is right. Is there any way to get betrayal faster than separating a pair of brothers?"

The author has something to say:

What happened today and why did it feel like I was writing a horror story.

Just happened to... want to use the "prisoner's dilemma" of game theory.

If there is a problem, I will delete it tomorrow.