The three of them came to a small room in the backyard. The man stopped moving forward and begged to the ghost face with a troubled expression: "Sir, the keys to this warehouse are usually kept by the shopkeeper himself. The villain is entering now." Don’t go.”
"This is easy to handle." Liu Ningshi took a step forward, pulled out a dragon-shaped dagger and slashed it out. The slightly rusty copper lock on the door broke with a sound: "You can go in now."
"Miss Liu, you really have some skills." The ghost faced Liu Ningshi and pointed his thumb at the tree.
This man was frightened when he saw the ghost's palm power, but now he was even more frightened when he saw Liu Ningshi's attack. He honestly opened the warehouse and let the two of them enter.
"Why is there so little inventory in your warehouse?" Ghost Face couldn't help but shake his head as he looked at several bundles of ironware scattered bustlingly in the four corners of the house.
"The profit of this small shop is small, but the business is not good, so that's why it's like this." When the man said this, there was hatred in his eyes: "It's all the fault of Pangu Blacksmith Shop, which robbed all the customers."
"Hey! It's really sad. If business is not good, you don't look for your own reasons, but look for other people's reasons. No wonder there are so many disputes in this world." Liu Ningshi couldn't help but think of Tong Bo: "If Brother Xiangyun is still here, there will probably be another I have to sigh.”
"Stop talking nonsense? I'm not interested in your business matters." Ghost Face looked around the warehouse: "How many pieces of semi-finished product tax tags did your shop make for the Ministry of Revenue? Where are they placed?"
"This villain knows." The man pointed towards a rusty iron box against the wall, and then looked at Liu Ningshi: "A total of thirty yuan is put in this box; but this key... ..."
"Bang!" Liu Ningshi wielded the dragon-shaped dagger and followed the same pattern, splitting the copper lock on the box. She opened the lid and took a look: "There is nothing in this box?"
"No? Impossible." The man quickly ran over, grabbed the edge of the box with both hands, and was stunned when he saw that it was empty.
"Stop being in a daze?" Ghost Face took out a semi-finished tax tag from his arms and threw it at the man: "Look, is this the tax tag that your shop has disappeared from?"
"How come the tax tag made by our shop is in the hands of adults?" The man looked carefully at the semi-finished tax tag in his hand and couldn't open his mouth in surprise.
"This is not the place to talk. If you have anything to say, go to Tingwei's Mansion and say it." Ghost Face sneered.
"Second brother, you are so good at troubles." The burly man gasped, and sat down opposite another man who was still enjoying tea leisurely with an annoyed look on his face: "Even I have three groups of people this time, and the gatekeeper Apart from extorting money, he doesn’t care what’s in the box.”
"Hmph! This guy's eyesight is beyond words." The man enjoying the tea said with a smile: "Just now he saw that your team is so powerful that he didn't forget to ask you for an extra piece of silver."
"I don't care, this money has to be counted on the elder brother's head." The burly man untied the gourd from his waist and took a sip: "Since I drank that grape wine last time, it is really tasteless to drink this bad wine again."
"Okay, let's go back and report back to my eldest brother." The man enjoying the tea dropped a few coins and walked downstairs.
"Second brother, please let me rest for a while before leaving." The burly man complained.
"Have a rest. Brother will get angry later and you'll have fun with it." The tea-sipping man's teasing voice came from afar.
"Report." In the arresting room of Tingwei Mansion, a red-clothed court guard ran in panting and raised his hands to the ghost face sitting on the chief table: "The twenty-six workers of Tianfeng Clothing Shop have disappeared. Even Shopkeeper Sha doesn’t know where they went.”
"Tch! It's true that he was born in the Pingman Army. He is really alert." Ghost Face and Liu Ningshi, who was sitting at the bottom, looked at each other: "Quickly draw the appearance of twenty-six people. They are wanted in the whole city."
"Yes! Sir." The red-clothed court guard quickly retreated.
"Wait a minute!" Liu Ningshi suddenly shouted: "Brother Ren, Huan Yu has come with Yu'er. After the faces of these twenty-six people are drawn, let Yu'er take a look to see if they recognize any of them."
"This?" The imperial guard in red looked at this ghost face and didn't know what to do for a moment.
"What are you still waiting for? Just do what Mr. Liu said!" Ghost Face waved his hand towards the red-clothed court guard.
"Yes! Sir!" The red-clothed court guard was relieved after receiving the order from Ghost Face.
"Are you coming here?" Guimian raised his fingers at the man from Danian's Blacksmith Shop who had been standing there at a loss.
"S-Sir, what are your orders?" The man had never seen the battle in Tingwei Mansion before, and he was so frightened that he stuttered a little.
"See if the contents of this box belong to you?" Ghost Face pointed at the iron box in the center of the arresting room.
"Th-these tax tags for semi-finished products are indeed from our shop." The man looked at a few tax tags and then counted the quantity: "But these things are all under the personal care of our shopkeeper."
"It seems that this issue can only be clarified by Zhang Danian himself." Ghost Face said coldly.
"Your Tingwei Mansion is so brave. Not only did you seal my shop, but you also broke the copper lock of my warehouse." A man in disheveled clothes, smelling of alcohol mixed with some makeup, staggered in and said, "Ghost Face , what do you mean? Don’t you know who my godfather is?"
"What a disgusting face." The ghost smiled and said to Liu Ningshi: "Miss Liu, please turn your face."
"Brother Ren, what do you want to do?" Liu Ningshi looked at the ghost face with puzzled eyes.
"Don't ask so many questions, just do as you are told." Liu Ningshi nodded and turned away after hearing the ghostly words.
"You three, go and sober up this uneducated guy." Ghost Face took out the iron ruler from his waist and placed it heavily on the table in front of him.
"Huh? What do you want to do? Do you know who my godfather is?" Zhang Danian was held up by two imperial guards from the left and right, and howled like a pig.
But the two court guards seemed not to hear anything and pushed Zhang Danian to the ground. Another court guard picked up a basin of water and poured it on his head.
With a "wow" sound, Zhang Danian spit out bubbles from his mouth like a dead fish out of water: "My godfather is..."
"Huh? Looks like you're not awake yet?" Ghost Face smiled and said, "Why stop? Keep pouring."
"Wow, wow, wow!" One basin, two basins, three basins, several basins of water were poured down until Zhang Danian trembled and begged for mercy: "Sir, spare my life, I know I was wrong."
"Looks like he's awake?" Ghost Face waved his hand, and the three imperial guards threw Zhang Danian on the spot, and each returned to their standing position; only Zhang Danian was left lying on the ground, gasping for air in a panic. .
"Tell me, how did these semi-finished tax tags from your blacksmith shop get into the hands of fake tax collectors?" Ghost Face pointed at the iron box with an iron ruler: "Don't say you don't know, this brother from your shop has already recruited him. Only you have the keys to the warehouse and the box where the tax tags are stored."
"I, I." Zhang Danian struggled to get up from the ground, looked at the tax tag in the box, and rolled his eyes, as if thinking about how to deal with the ghost face.
"Why, you still can't remember?" Ghost Face snorted, interrupting Zhang Danian's thoughts.
"Sir, I really don't know." Zhang Danian argued: "Maybe someone really stole these tax tags."
"Really?" The ghost face smiled: "According to the law of Qi, those who lose important items from the imperial court will be sent to the army. Come on, first make a big report about the twenty important things in the year, and then report to Master Zhi to be sent to Yunnan."
"Yes!" The two red-clothed imperial guards once again pressed Zhang Danian to the wet place without any explanation. The other imperial guard raised the wooden board and was about to hit him.
"Don't, don't fight, I said." Zhang Danian was already frightened by the ghost face, and he quickly raised his hands to beg for mercy.
"Let him go and let him speak." The ghost-faced iron ruler pointed towards Zhang Danian: "If there is an untrue statement, I will not be lenient."
"Sir, you know that the villain likes to gamble." Zhang Danian was judged by the ghost face so much that tears flowed out, and he said with a cry: "A few days ago, the villain lost all his silver at the Tianyi Gambling House, and even the blacksmith shop was overwhelmed. He went out; just when he was desperate, a burly man came out of the bank and helped a gang of villains to redeem the shop. The condition was that he had to borrow the villain's semi-finished tax tags for a month."
"Then you lent it to him?" Liu Ningshi couldn't help turning her head and staring at Zhang Danian.
"The villain had no other choice at that time." Zhang Danian spat out the turbid water in his mouth and cried: "If I don't agree, the shop will be gone, and my godfather won't want my head."
"Come here, first imprison Zhang Danian and all the people in his shop pending trial." Ghost Face looked at the retreating figures of Zhang Danian and others, and sighed: "What a moth, they harm others and themselves."
"Report." Another imperial guard in red came in, cupped his hands and said, "Miss Huan Yu from the Imperial Palace wants to see you."
"Please come quickly." Ghost Face glanced at Liu Ningshi: "I wonder what Miss Liu asked them to identify?"
"Brother Ren, have the faces of the twenty-six people been drawn?" Liu Ningshi asked.
"Your Majesty, the portraits of the twenty-six people have been drawn. Please take a look!" Just as Liu Ningshi was asking, the red-clothed court guard handed a stack of portraits to Ghost Face.
"Sister Ningshi, after I received your letter, I rushed over with Yu'er without stopping." Huan Yu pulled Yu'er and stood in front of the door of the arresting room.
"Sister Ningshi, Yu'er misses you so much." Yu'er took off Huan Yu's hand, ran over and hugged Liu Ningshi's slender waist.
"Yu'er, sister Ningshi misses you too." Liu Ningshi stroked Yu'er's hair: "Sister Ningshi will let you see some portraits later."
"You guys go out first. No one is allowed to come in without my order." Ghost Face Screen retreated from the court guards in the arresting room and closed the door: "There are no outsiders now. Liu Ningniang, tell me what you think."
"Yu'er, do you know anyone in these portraits?" Liu Ningshi took the portraits from Ghost Face and laid them out one by one on the table.
"I've never seen this one before, and I've never seen this one before." Yu'er looked carefully from left to right along the portrait, and shook her head: "Yu'er has never seen these people before."
"What about this one?" Liu Ningshi took out a separate portrait from her arms and showed it to Yu'er.
"It was him. He and the other two people killed Xiaodou and Wang Ma." Yu'er looked at the lifelike burly man in the portrait and buried her head in Liu Ningshi's arms in fear.
"Yu'er, don't be afraid, sister Ningshi is here." Liu Ningshi calmed Yu'er's mood and said to the ghost face: "Brother Ren, do you still remember the number of tax clothes and tax tags in the household department room? "
"Of course I remember, thirty tax clothes and thirty tax tags." Ghost Face said it without thinking.
"Yes, this is something Ning Shi couldn't figure out at first." Liu Ningshi smiled and said, "But now I have figured it out."
