The salted fish script was played by me [Transmigration Book]

"Master Yan really knows how to do business."

The man stood still in front of him, his voice was old and dry, as if it came from a dry well.

He Yanzhi was not in the mood to listen to his nonsense, even though he knew the other party's purpose, he still told him to speak quickly.

Although the two were standing close to each other, but the night was dark and moonless, He Yanzhi couldn't see his face clearly, and he could feel that this person had extraordinary skills from his breath.

There is very little description of the Prince's side in the original text, and it is estimated that the other party is just a passerby.

"300 taels, I found the birthday card." Dry Well said.

"Your Excellency seems to have made a mistake. I am no more than a small official, and the investigation is not my responsibility."

"Young Master Yan is just joking, it shouldn't be a big deal to you to be able to change the imperial convicts privately, and just find an excuse to sneak in."

Dry Well's tone was relaxed and natural, while He Yanzhi remained calm and silently clenched his fist.

"Master Yan, don't worry, if you can take the 300 taels, we will definitely not pursue you."

Before He Yanzhi could answer, Kujingsheng said how to contact him in the future and left. He Yanzhi didn't stay any longer, and went out of the yard and went straight to the yamen.

He and Yang Kuan had made an appointment a long time ago, so if they overslept, they would simply spend the night in the yamen.

He Yanzhi had only walked a few steps when he saw Yang Kuan passing by in a hurry, running around without sleep at night, he called him, but Yang Kuan didn't answer him, instead he hid behind the rockery and disappeared.

He Yanzhi felt suspicious, and was about to follow, but saw Yang Kuan walking towards him from the other side.

"Why have you been here for so long, Ah Yin has settled down?" He yawned, and there was still a straw mat imprint on the profile of his face.

He Yanzhi immediately came back to his senses, and hurriedly chased in the direction of the man. Yang Kuan followed behind the rockery with a dazed expression, only to see He Yanzhi frowning, staring at the ivy that was torn off the wall.

"Run away." He Yanzhi said.

"What ran away? Who ran away?" Yang Kuan was puzzled.

He Yanzhi briefly told him what happened just now, and Yang Kuan fell asleep instantly.

The two then searched around, and on the way to the cell, He Yanzhi found a scaly silver piece the size of a fingernail.

"Miao Jiang's ornaments are golden orchid leaves."

He Yanzhi asked Yang Kuan to notify the prison guards, and followed them in to count the number of people. He Yanzhi and Yang Kuan went straight to the cell where Jiang Beihai was held.

"Those people from the Cao gang, don't they want to rob the prison after eating the bear's heart!" Yang Kuan was very angry, and cursed people all the way.

When he saw Jiang Beihai who was still locked up, Yang Kuan wanted to pick him up and scold him severely, but He Yanzhi stopped him: "Let's see if there is any room."

Prison robbery is a technical job, usually the first to step on the spot, have to leave something in order to cooperate with the prisoners inside and out.

He Yanzhi asked Yang Kuan to check the cell doors, windows, and walls first, then search Jiang Beihai's body, and finally pay attention to whether there is any wrong behavior in the prison.

They searched here, and there was a lot of commotion. On the other side, Jiang Beihai was tied up, with his head hanging on the blood-stained prison clothes, motionless.

When someone picked her up, on her face covered with hair, a pair of hanging eyes opened a very thin slit, staring at the person in front of her.

Yang Kuan searched him twice, but found nothing, and turned to He Yanzhi without venting, "There is nothing, what the hell is that bastard doing here?!"

He Yanzhi was very calm: "That's right."

Yang Kuan was puzzled and said, "What's wrong?"

He Yanzhi signaled him to go out first, and after the two left the cell, He Yanzhi explained: "Jin Lanye didn't come here to rob the prison, but for another purpose." A bloodstain arrived.

"The previous wounds are all scabbed, and the wound is still bleeding, obviously it's a new wound." He Yanzhi immediately took out the silver ornament, and Yang Kuan took it and pinched it with two fingers, and looked at it in front of him.

He Yanzhi said: "It is said that the golden orchid leaf was brought back from Miaojiang by Jiang Beihai. The scale decoration on this silver ornament is Miao's. Usually dozens of pieces are strung together and it is not easy to fall off, but the golden orchid leaf dropped it on purpose. Just to tell us that he came."

"You mean, he let us find out on purpose." Yang Kuan just stared at the silver jewelry like this, without realizing that he had become cross-eyed: "Isn't this teasing the old man with a rattle—playing on your grandpa, this grandson What exactly do you want?"

"Mute. Or rather, a threat."

He Yanzhi analyzed: "When the leader is arrested, the subordinates will not be spared. If Jiang Beihai doesn't let go of his mouth for a day, the government will definitely investigate thoroughly and disturb the entire Cao Gang."

"The birthday gang incident has already caused a heavy loss to the entire Cao Gang. As the second in command, Jin Lanye will naturally not sit still, and the best way to solve the problem is to cut off his wrist."

"Both public and private, it is the best choice for Jiang Beihai to confess his guilt obediently."

"Jin Lanye's move, besides being a lobbyist, is to deliberately make us think that someone is going to rob the prison, so as to tighten the guard on Jiang Beihai, so that he has no possibility of escaping."

Yang Kuan was taken aback when he heard this: "Isn't he betraying his brother?!"

He Yanzhi calmly said: "The two of them have been at odds for a long time, the forces in the gang have already been divided into two groups, and Jin Lanye is usually in charge of it, so it will be a matter of time before the leader of the gang is changed."

"Bah! Unrighteous thing!" Yang Kuan put the silver jewelry in his hand, clenched his fist hard, and deformed the original flat scales.

He said angrily: "Then what should we do now?"

He Yanzhi immediately asked Yang Kuan to notify Lao Li, and asked him to replace all the guards guarding Jiang Beihai with new ones, and then set up an ambush outside the cell, so that he could catch the turtle.

After arranging everything, the two returned to the residence of the servants in the backyard.

A row of narrow, low one-room brick houses, with two people living in each room.Originally, one of these private rooms belonged to He Yanzhi, but he was so disgusted with it that he saved money and moved out. Now that he was temporarily resting in the Yamen, he had to spend the night in Yang Kuan's private room.

He Yanzhi took out the pillow from the package and put it on the bed, and then took out the rabbit doll with red bean eyes, Yang Kuan couldn't help teasing: "I'm not talking about you, why are you like a girl, you need a rabbit to accompany you when you sleep."

He Yanzhi glanced at him sideways, and said: "My parents left early, it's something that happened to me when I was a child."

Yang Kuan understood very well: "My parents are still there, but they lost me since I was a child. It's the same if they are there or not."

He started to talk about himself one after another, not noticing that He Yanzhi's body began to tremble uncontrollably.

He Yanzhi lay down with the rabbit in his arms, facing the wall with his back to Yang Kuan, unable to see his expression clearly, his body trembling gradually intensified.

Yang Kuan was talking to himself, but after a few words, he started snoring.

When the moonlight faded and the toxicity in his body gradually eased, He Yanzhi gradually calmed down.The bedding under his body was soaked with sweat, he breathed a sigh of relief, fell into a faint from exhaustion, and was woken up again the next morning.

He Yanzhi was so sleepy that he couldn't even open his eyelids. After standing in his place, when everyone arrived, a jailer suddenly reported that Jiang Beihai had committed suicide in prison.

He Yanzhi became sober after hearing this, and looked at the jailer unconsciously.

"What! Is he dead?" The magistrate hurried down the hall and walked up to the jailer, who replied, "My lord, Jiang Beihai's suicide was stopped in time by the younger one, and there is no serious problem at present. .”

The magistrate breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Well, bring him up."

Not long after he was released from prison, Jiang Beihai was brought up.

It was still the same as last night, except that a wooden stick as thick as an arm was stuffed into his mouth, and the bitten stick was stained with a few drops of blood.

Jiang Beihai was placed in front of the hall in a kneeling position, and the magistrate ordered someone to remove the wooden stick.

"Bold gangster! You haven't recruited the truth, where are you hiding the crown prince's birth plan?!"

The magistrate always started with these few sentences, and He Yanzhi couldn't help but want to yawn, so he simply tried to divert his attention and began to look at Jiang Beihai.

Looking all the way down from the top of his head, he suddenly noticed that there were three red spots of small size on Jiang Beihai's exposed shoulders.

During the body search yesterday, He Yanzhi only took a few glances not far away, and only noticed Jiang Beihai's face, not his shoulders. Could it be that the red spot was there before?

"I'll say it again, the date of birth was taken away by thieves, believe it or not!"

Jiang Beihai frothed from his mouth in front of the hall, and then he stopped talking, angrily learning that the government had directly slapped the gavel tree.

"Come on, drag it down and beat it!"

He Yanzhi got the order and dragged him to the execution room. A group of people tied Jiang Beihai to a chair and retreated.

He Yanzhi picked up the stick, exerted force with his hand, and immediately chopped down the stick.

Jiang Beihai's whole body was like dough being beaten, stretched and then suddenly shrunk, with black blood oozing from his clenched teeth, he refused to scream.

A courageous yamen servant outside the door saw the passage through the crack of the door. His hairs stood on end in fright, and he hurriedly read "Don't blame the evil god" and ran away.

After He Yanzhi finished the blow, he watched Jiang Beihai's reaction, thinking that what Yang Kuan said was true, this man was really a man, he didn't resist or say anything nice, he just lay there so honestly, with a look of resignation to death.

That being the case, He Yanzhi naturally couldn't do what he wanted.

Jiang Beihai was beaten unconscious, and it took him a long time to prepare for the beating, but the second blow was delayed.

He knew that this was a common trick in the yamen.

When extorting a confession from a prisoner, hit you with a stick first, let you remember the pain, and then deliberately wait for you to be ready for the second blow, but don't give you the expected action, just wait until you are confused, and take advantage of the unpreparedness Only then did he land a more ruthless stick, which made people feel so refreshed for nine days.

Jiang Beihai hated this from the bottom of his heart, so he gritted his teeth and persisted, but after a quarter of an hour, He Yanzhi still didn't make a move.

Waiting for death is always more difficult than death, Jiang Beihai finally opened his mouth, and said to He Yanzhi: "If you want to hit, hit it, maybe it's because you haven't eaten."

He was tied tightly, unable to turn his head to the scene behind him, and He Yanzhi was leaning on the chair to take a nap. After being woken up by him, he rubbed his eyes and yawned: "To tell the truth, Lord Jiang, I really didn't eat. It took an hour for me to be on duty, and now my son is also very hungry."

Hearing this, Jiang Beihai snorted coldly, "You're honest, you're the first to say that among the yamen dogs I've seen."

He Yanzhi smiled lightly and said: "The same is true for Chief Jiang. Among the prisoners I have beaten, you are also the first one who can bear this blow."

Hearing this, Jiang Beihai laughed loudly, and then started coughing up blood again.

He Yanzhi stood up, moved his limbs, and took a walk in the execution room. Jiang Beihai stopped him: "Boy, give me some spit."

He Yanzhi seemed to have never heard of it, only felt that his throat was a little dry, poured himself a glass of water and drank it down, and said casually: "The Cao Gang, who can't even do anything to the government, will be robbed of things by others, it sounds ridiculous .”

Jiang Beihai listened quietly, and did not react after He Yanzhi finished speaking.

He Yanzhi continued: "But if you meet that group of people, it's not impossible."

These words fell into Jiang Beihai's ears word by word. An ordinary person would inevitably ask who it was, but Jiang Beihai remained silent.

"I'm not clichéd, I just want to tell Chief Jiang that the water bandits wearing turbans are from an organization called the Red Scarf Society. I happened to bump into Deputy Chief Jin when I went out yesterday, so I raised a word with him."

Before He Yanzhi finished speaking, Jiang Beihai responded immediately: "Where is he now? What's going on?!"

He Yanzhi poured a glass of water, walked slowly in front of him, and handed it to his mouth: "Don't worry, before I say anything, Gang Leader Jiang must really want to recall the process of the day he was robbed, so please ask Gang Leader Jiang one by one." Speaking of which, don’t miss it.”