Chapter 7 Wait a minute

The matter was so important that Lou Shuitian was sent to the county jail that day to await his fate.

In prison, Lou Shuitian recalled all the details of the incident and became more and more certain that something was wrong with the tribute horse.

It was clearly much more manic, like it was being manipulated or drugged...

Drugged?

Lou Shuitian narrowed his eyes.

She slapped the fence and shouted, "I want to see the magistrate!"

When he appeared in the county court again, in addition to Wang Kuan, there was also a tall, dark-skinned middle-aged man in the court.

This is Jiang Qintian, the Protector of the Annan Protectorate. He was originally a high-ranking official in the imperial court, but a few years ago he was sent to the border as a guardian. He was ordered by the emperor to "pacify the vassals and pacify the foreign invaders."

Jiang Qintian sat on one side, staring silently at Lou Shuitian down the hall.

Wang Kuan asked: "You mean, that tribute horse was drugged?"

Lou Shuitian replied: "Yes, ordinary horses will stop no matter how crazy they are and are restrained by the reins. But at that time, the tribute horse was already in an abnormal state. The situation was urgent. The common people had no choice but to kill it. Otherwise, they would die. They are the people in the city. Your Excellency cares about all the people, and you probably don’t want to see this scene.”

Wang Kuan cautiously glanced at Jiang Qintian, who had been silent.

The latter twirled his fingertips with an unclear expression.

Lou Shuitian also glanced at him and guessed his identity. There are calluses in his palms, which are caused by holding swords and bows all the time. With extraordinary bearing, he must be a high-ranking official.

Lou Shuitian had a rough guess in his mind.

When she was observing him, he was also observing her.

"Where did you say you were from?" Jiang Qintian suddenly asked.

"Cao Min is from Yangzhou. He came to Luzhou with his relatives five years ago. Now he lives with his uncle on Dongying Street and makes a living by selling hand-woven bamboo baskets."

Jiang Qintian glanced at Wang Kuan, who immediately nodded, "I have checked with my subordinates and found that what she said is true."

"Can a manual worker kill a war horse? How much more is it a drugged horse that is in a state of madness?"

Lou Shuitian remained calm and replied: "Sir, common people have learned some boxing and kicking to protect themselves."

"A little punch and kick..." The man raised the corners of his lips with a sharp look in his eyes, obviously not believing this statement. He looked at his subordinates and ordered: "Bring them up."

As soon as he finished speaking, a man in gray cloth was brought out. He stared at Lou Shuitian for a long time, and finally knelt down slowly and kowtow timidly, "Sir, Cao Min has indeed seen her. At that time, she was also dressed as a man, behaved strangely, and even came to Cao Min with an injured person on her back. I stayed at the inn for one night and then left.”

Lou Shuitian also recognized that this commoner man was the shopkeeper Wang of Dongying Inn. The time she saved Jiang Yusheng, she went to his inn.

She frowned slightly, and suddenly felt a little sense of crisis.

Sure enough, in the next second, Jiang Qintian's voice had turned cold and he shouted:

"The twelve tribute horses donated by Nanzhao are temporarily kept at Dongying Inn and will be sent to Beijing in the near future. And just a few days before it went crazy, you went to the inn. If it is true as you said, that horse The tribute horse you killed was drugged. Aren't you the one calling for a thief? Tell me, which country are you sending as a spy?!"

"I......"

Lou Shuitian couldn't answer for a while.

It was an accident that she saved Jiang Yusheng, and it was also an accident that she killed Gong Ma.

But these things are connected together, but they seem to be arranged in advance.

She seemed to have stumbled into some kind of serial trap.