Chapter 142: Su Qingdao

He will naturally not confess easily. Durian also knew this well, so he didn't expect Su Qing to confess.
He twisted his brows slightly and said lightly: "Su Qing, in May of this year, you were ordered to use the armory to transport a large number of ordnance to northern Xinjiang. Do you remember the number?"
Su Qing sneered: "Three months have passed since the incident, and there are so many types of weapons, how can I remember clearly?"
Durian's handsome face condensed, and he said coldly: "It's okay if you don't remember, the household department is in charge of the world's grain and grass and the armory. I have obtained a record book of the weapons and weapons in and out of the armory in May from Master Shangshu Yang."
After Durian said, he handed the record book to a small official on one side and ordered him to read it to Su Qing. The clerk took the record book, turned to one of the pages, and said loudly: "On May 3, Su Xiang Su Qing issued a holy order to transport two thousand five hundred sabers and one thousand lancets from the warehouse. Eight hundred handles, one thousand two hundred big ring swords, two thousand overlord spears, five thousand plum spears, three thousand strong bows, one thousand three hundred goose ling arrows, and eight hundred Qingfeng swords... …"
Su Qingchu was slightly startled when he heard the number read by the little official, but then his face was silent.
His surprise did not escape Qin Jiu, who had been watching her. Qin Jiu knew exactly why Su Qing was like this, because the record book of the armory weapon warehouse was wetted by rain and blurred the record. The small soldier who counted the number of weapons in the weapons warehouse had a better memory than ordinary people. After many days, he still remembered the number of weapons in the warehouse that day, and added that page again. Qin Jiu believed that it was not accidental that the rain drenched the record. He thought it was done by Su Qing and wanted to destroy the record. Therefore, I am a little surprised to hear the number read now.
"Master Su, these numbers are the weapons you picked up from the armory that day. These weapons were shipped to northern Xinjiang with the special permission of the Holy Spirit. But why, the number received by the generals in northern Xinjiang does not match the record book? Nearly half of the weapons? Can Master Su tell the whereabouts of the other half of the weapons?" Durian asked in a deep voice.
Su Qing smiled contemptuously and looked directly at the durian and said: "What a joke. I transported the weapon to northern Xinjiang smoothly, and only sent it out after checking it with the number of Shengshang's will. How can it be half?"
"You have indeed checked the number, and it is indeed in line with the will of the Holy Spirit. However, the number you leave the treasury is not the number of the Holy Spirit!"
Su Qing laughed while holding the beard captive: "Joke, when the weapons are out of the warehouse, they are also in line with the number required by the divine will."
"That's because you have two imperial edicts. The imperial edicts that go out of the warehouse are not the same as the imperial edicts that are distributed to northern Xinjiang. The difference in the number of the two is nearly half." Durian looked at Su Qing quietly, coldly. Said.
"Two imperial decree? Does Lord Qin think that Su will fake the imperial decree?" Su Qing asked slowly.
Yan Su raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, glanced at the durian, and asked faintly: "Does Master Qin have evidence?"
Upon hearing the words, Tai Fu Yu Xuan asked solemnly: "Master Qin, fake imperial edicts are of great importance. Do you have evidence? Don't speak the vernacular."
"Master Yu, Your Royal Highness Anling, the number of weapons shipped out of the warehouse is almost half the number of weapons received by the generals in northern Xinjiang. Isn't this evidence? And a few days after the generals in northern Xinjiang received the weapons, Jingzhou Prefecture Yin A group of smuggled merchants were captured in the North. What they smuggled was the weapons. The number of them plus the number of weapons out of the armory was received by the generals of Northern Xinjiang. Mr. Yu, please allow me to pass on that smuggler. Merchant of weapons."
Yu Xuan nodded.
Soon, the merchant who smuggled weapons was taken up.
Qin Jiu squinted his eyes and glanced at this person, and saw that he was about forty years old, born very rich, but his eyes were shrewd and capable. According to Durian, he has found out that this person is from the Tianchen Sect. Qin Jiu knew that Tianchen Sect had its own way of collecting money, and this smuggled weapon was just one of them.
"Who is kneeling?" Durian asked in a deep voice.
"Businessman Wang Tianyou." The smuggling merchant whispered.
Durian slammed the gavel and repeated coldly: "Who is kneeling?"
Wang Tianyou squinted up his head, glanced over the durian, and saw Qin Jiu sitting on one side teasing the yellow hair. Then he hesitated and said, "Wang Tianyou, the man of the Tianchen Sect."
Qin Jiu smiled in his heart. As early as the day before, she had sent someone to the prison to meet Wang Tianyou and told him as the head of the Tianchen sect, she would keep him as long as he admitted that he was a member of the Tianchen sect. Although this person is shrewd and capable, he can earn money for Lian Yuren, but he is a bit afraid of death. At this time, he truly admitted his identity. "Where did your smuggled weapons come from?" Durian asked.
Wang Tianyou answered truthfully: "I bought it at a high price."
"Who bought it from?" Durian continued to ask.
Wang Tianyou looked up and said: "From the hands of an official in the DPRK, but I don't know his true identity. Every time we trade, the other party is masked. Moreover, it is not the official who is in contact with me."
Durian pondered for a moment, then squinted and asked, "You can remember, when did you receive the weapon?"
"I remember it very clearly. It was May 28. That day was the end of the month, and there was no moonlight that night." Wang Tianyou replied slowly.
Durian said: "Two princes, Master Yu, the day when the weapons were received in Northern Xinjiang was May 27. It can be seen that the weapons smuggled by Wang Tianyou and the weapons of the court are indeed the same batch."
When Su Qing heard this, he laughed and said, "Master Qin, even if the weapons arrived on the same day, there is a coincidence, how can it be said that they are the same batch? It would be too far-fetched to determine that the officer is a smuggled weapon based on this. Right? It's even more a joke to say that the official is a member of the Tianchen Sect!"
Yan Su had a frosty face, glanced at Su Qing, then squinted his eyes and asked durian, "Does Master Qin have other evidence?"
Yan Yu leaned back on the chair lazily, stretched out his fingers, pulled the fingers off, dangling in front of Huang Mao's eyes, teasing Huang Mao. The finger was ruby, with a lingering luster, causing the yellow hair to turn around with the finger.
Durian raised her eyebrows and glanced at Qin Jiu calmly.
Qin Jiu nodded and smiled. She had counted the time, it was time for Shen Feng to arrive. At this moment, I heard the drum of grievances outside the yamen be struck. The corners of Durian's lips smiled, and calmly said to the officials: "Go out and have a look, who will complain?"
The servants left like flying away, and came back for a moment, and said, "My lord, the outsider is a man who claims to be the number one champion in the tenth year of Qingyuan, Shen Feng. He came to sue Master Su, saying yes, he knows Master Su All the crimes!"
Su Qing shook his body slightly when he heard the words, but his expression was still silent, but it was obvious that there was a hint of shock in his eyes.
Yan Su and Yu Xuan were also taken aback.
Only Yan Yu is still teasing Huang Mao. Durian frowned and said, "Since it is related to the case of Mrs. Su, take him up quickly."
Ya Ya was ordered, and soon went out and brought Shen Feng in. Shen Feng still covered a black cloak, walked to the front of the hall and knelt to the ground, slowly taking off the cloak from his head. When Yu Xuan and Yan Su saw them, their expressions changed slightly.
Shen Feng's high school champion, Yu Xuan and Yan Su both met him and knew that he was killed in the inn. So at this time, I was shocked to see Shen Feng, who was described as haggard and pale as a ghost. However, the two of them could still vaguely see what he was like from the appearance of Shen Feng.
"Shen Feng, you... you... aren't you... dead?" Yu Xuan stood up and walked to Shen Feng, looking left and right, and asked.
Shen Feng smiled and said, "Master Yu, the person who died in the inn back then was just my classmate, who lived in the same inn with me, Sun Hao, whose name fell to Sun Shan. I thought he had returned to his hometown after he was lost, but he did not know that he died. He. But I was caught by him..." Shen Feng pointed to Su Qing and said, "I have been imprisoned for three years!"
Su Qing said coldly: "Where did you come from a beggar, you even pretended to be Shen Feng and framed the official. The two princes, Master Yu, can't believe what this person said."
Yu Xuan glanced at Su Qing and asked Shen Feng, "Why did Su Qing imprison you?"
"Because I have a power, once I read a character written by a person, I can imitate it quickly. It can almost be fake. When I was in the inn and exhausted myself, I drew a few pictures and imitated Bai Suxuan's handwriting was signed with her name and the painting was sold at a high price!"
As soon as Shen Feng said this, Yan Su's fingers flicked, and her phoenix eyes narrowed. Yan Yu, who was teasing Huang Mao, had a pause, and Huang Mao quickly stretched out his neck to peck away his ruby ​​finger, and flew proudly in his mouth to Qin Jiu's shoulder. Obviously, neither of them had heard of this.
Yu Xuan also asked in amazement, "This happened? So, Su Qing imprisoned you, so that you can imitate other people's handwriting?"
"Not bad!" Shen Feng said firmly.
Su Qing's face was pale, and her eyes stared at Shen Feng fiercely: "You are bloody, nonsense. Your Highness, Yu Lord, this person can't be Shen Feng, someone must frame this officer!"
Durian squinted coldly and said: "Ya Ya, take Master Su down first."
Soon, Su Qing was taken down.
Durian asked: "Shen Feng, in the past three years, Su Qing has asked you to do anything. If you recruit them together, the official will recite that you are forced by Su Qing. You will play the saint and grant a light sentence."
Shen Feng nodded and said: "Thank you, sir. Over the years, what I have done most for Su Qing is to forge imperial edicts and imperial edicts. In May, he asked me to write an imperial edict, which means that the saint will be transported from the armory to the north. For Xinjiang’s weapons, he asked me to write a decree that was half the number."
Durian said coldly: "But what you said is true?"
Shen Feng bowed his head and said: "I dare not make half a lie!"
"In that case, the yaman, bring the paper, and you will write the imperial decree again, and the officer will see if it is the same as the handwriting on the saint."