The truth revealed during the interrogation was placed on official Zhao Ji's desk.
Looking at this thick file, official Zhao Ji only flipped through it and had no intention of reading any more.
He raised his hand and swept the thick stack of files directly to the ground.
Yang Jian immediately prostrated himself on the ground and did not dare to move. It was not until he heard the call from the official Zhao Ji that he dared to raise his head.
"Go, get a brazier, and burn all these files right here."
"Slave, I obey."
"Is there anything else besides here?" The official Zhao Ji's voice once again fell into the ears of Yang Jian who was about to leave the house.
"Don't worry, officials. They are all here. They were interrogated and recorded on paper by the servants themselves. There is no other person to handle it."
After hearing Yang Jian's answer, official Zhao Ji's expression finally showed a hint of relief, but in the end he still confessed a little uneasily.
"I don't want more people to know about this matter."
"My slave understands, the officials can rest assured. I will definitely handle the matter thoroughly."
Official Zhao Ji stood up and walked slowly to the entrance of the palace. He looked at the scenery in the distance without saying a word for a long time.
"I have nothing to do today. I want to go to Yuqing Zhaoying Palace."
"... This slave obeys your orders, and we will make arrangements now."
When Yang Jian heard this, he didn't know what to say for a moment.
It is true that the official's mind is not something that ordinary people can guess. He has just been heartbroken by a fake Taoist priest.
As a result, now I have to rush to Yuqing Zhaoying Palace again. What do I want to do? Talk to a real Taoist priest?
Instead of Ruhuai, you really might as well go find your beloved disciple Gao Zhang. After all, the little champion is very good at making you happy.
However, Yang Jian naturally only dared to complain about these words quietly in his heart.
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On a rare day off, Gao Qiu was playing ball in the backyard and having a fierce confrontation with a group of Gao's servants.
At this moment, Gao Zhang, who had just gotten up not long ago, was striding towards this side with excitement on his face.
Fu'an followed Gao Zhang with a look on his face, holding a sword in his hand.
The old and solemn Fukang on the side also held a sword in his hand and walked side by side with his younger brother behind Gao Zhang.
From a distance, Gao Qiu saw Gao Zhang walking quickly towards this side. He shook his opponent out of the way and poked him with his toes.
He directly hit the ball into the opponent's goal. Amidst the cheers of Gao's servants, Gao Qiu walked towards Gao Zhang.
"Zhang'er has a rest today, why don't you take more rest?"
"Dad, my child got two treasures today. I brought them here specially for you to appraise..."
Gao Zhang saluted his biological father, then took the Xia Guo Dao from Fu An's hand and handed it to his biological father Gao Qiu.
"Xia Guodao?" After Gao Qiu took it, he weighed it in his hand, looked at the scabbard for a few times, and then took out the scabbard.
He looked at the beautiful patterns on the knife with a serious expression, and his eyes lit up.
"Zhang'er, where did you get this good knife? The blade has not been re-polished. At first glance, it must not have been obtained on the battlefield."
Seeing his father lovingly copying and playing with the Xia Guodao in front of him, Gao Zhang couldn't help but give a reminder.
"Dad, no matter how hard you look, can this be a fake Xia Guodao?"
"Oh? Then let's go to dad's armory, and let dad give you a good life."
Arriving at the small courtyard where the weapons were stored, Gao Qiu carefully looked at the sword in his hand for a long time.
I also specially found a standard hand knife from the Song Dynasty to try out the blade.
The final conclusion was that this was definitely a Xia sword forged from Xixia.
"...Look at these forged patterns and the inscriptions on them. What's important is the texture."
"Father, I can assure you that this is definitely a fine Xia sword from Xixia."
"Also, this Xia Guo sword is also very well-made. Just this sword, any one of them, is worth more than this in the Tokyo market."
Looking at my father's waving fingers and his determined tone.
Gao Zhang finally showed a happy smile. "Dad, then our family will become rich."
Gao Qiu couldn't help but feel happy when he saw Gao Zhang's expression.
"...Why, Zhang'er, did you buy it at a low price?"
Fukang, who was standing aside, saw the look in the young master's hand and quickly stepped forward to report.
"Master, this is not bought, but forged in our own smelting workshop."
Gao Qiu looked at Fukang in astonishment, then glanced at Gao Zhang beside him, and then his eyes returned to the sword on the table.
"...Forged in our own workshop?"
"Yes, dad, these are the Xia Guodao and Xia Guojian that were forged using the coke produced by our family as fuel."
Gao Qiu once again carefully inspected everything from the scabbard to the weapon, and asked Fukang to take the Xia Guodao and swords he had collected for repeated comparisons.
The conclusion reached is that there is really no difference. The only difference is that it's too new.
"It was actually forged in our family's workshop..." Gao Qiu suppressed his inner excitement, thought about it carefully, and then came to his senses.
"Zhang'er, do you want to take these imitation Xia Guodao and swords to the market..."
"Well, I do have such an idea, since this Xia sword is so valuable in our Song Dynasty."
"Rather than letting other people earn this money, it would be better for us to earn it ourselves."
Gao Zhang said matter-of-factly.
Gao Qiu was deeply convinced by these words, and after carefully asking Fu'an various questions related to Xia Guo's swords.
He patted Gao Zhang's thin shoulder, picked up the Xia Guojian and played with it in his hand, while speaking.
"Okay, okay, but Zhang'er, you have to think about why the Xia Kingdom swords are so expensive in Tokyo."
"Speaking of which, it's because things are rare and valuable. If you put a large number of Xia Kingdom swords into the market, the price will easily fall sharply."
"My child understands, so I thought of putting a small amount into the Kaifeng Metal Workshop for sale."
"If the output is larger, we can also sell it to traders in other places. I believe that as long as the price is right, they will be willing to sell it."
"Well, what Zhang'er said is true. Our family's workshop has produced this product. I'm afraid that the money our family invested before will not only be able to recover the original cost in a short time, but also make a fortune."
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Gao Qiu looked at these two fakes with almost no flaws, and then thought about the coke that was now being steadily supplied to the Kaifeng metal workshop.
That thing is of high quality and low price. Ten pounds of coke may not even earn ten copper coins, but the advantage lies in its large quantity.
In one month, the amount of coke consumed by the Kaifeng Metal Workshop alone, including smelting and forging, is a very exaggerated amount.
This made Gao Qiu really don't know how to praise his beloved son Gao Zhang.
Not only was he able to win the imperial examination and become the number one scholar, he also had his own ideas on how to make money and was able to achieve success.
It really made Gao Qiu feel that he, as a father, was really inferior compared to his biological son.
However, a father will definitely feel proud and not jealous of his biological son.
At this moment, a high-ranking servant came quickly to report, but it was His Highness King Yan who came specifically to discuss something with Gao Zhang.
PS: I’m home. Let’s take a good rest and work hard on coding tomorrow.
I'm home. Let's take a good rest and work hard on coding tomorrow.
(End of chapter)
