Chapter 38 Su Jingge is thrown into prison!
Zhao Liu turned to look at Constable Zhou: "Constable, I strongly urge you to put all of them in jail."
Constable Zhou didn't mince words, saying only, "Young Master Zhao, the Emperor is always reasonable. If your roof were to collapse, I'm sure Assistant Magistrate Su wouldn't ignore it." He turned to Su Jingge, "Isn't that Assistant Magistrate Su?"
Su Jingge's face remained cold: "I will definitely cooperate."
As soon as Su Jingge finished speaking, she felt two hands grab her from the left and right.
It's Qingyue and Ying Xiaohu.
“Miss, they’re just making trouble for no reason. The timber needs your help. If you go there, it’ll just drag on forever. If they keep refusing to release people, what will happen to the project?” Qingyue said with her back turned.
Su Jingge patted her hand, signaling her to calm down.
He then turned to Constable Zhou and asked, "May I say a few words to my servants?"
The man smiled and said, "Please go ahead."
Su Jingge gathered the group together and pulled them back a few steps.
He first instructed Fei Jian: "Go contact Yan Shu, organize the cut timber, and let these people see the transportation process."
Fei Jian was shocked: "No, Manager Su! Bandits are already bad in people's eyes. If this is done, it will be seen as you colluding with bandits, and the timber will be even more difficult to handle. If the work stops, that's a minor issue; I'm afraid... even your life, Miss, will be in danger!"
Su Jingge frowned: "I'm the assistant manager now, they won't dare to force a confession, just do your job."
Fei Jian's expression turned solemn, and he bowed slightly: "I obey!"
Su Jingge then looked at Xiao Linyuan, who was leaning against the inner door frame: "I'll trouble General Xiao to record every word and action of the guests who come to the restaurant after I leave."
The man, however, was not worried at all, remaining calm and composed, and nodded slightly.
"Is this ever going to end? The sun's shining on me, it's not like I'm giving my last instructions," Zhao Liu yelled impatiently.
Su Jingge then looked at Qingyue: "You must not leave the restaurant for even a moment, and immediately write a letter to Xie Mo, just like this..."
"Have you remembered it?" Su Jingge asked.
Qingyue nodded with red eyes: "I'll remember, Miss!"
Su Jingge turned her head, her brows furrowed as she looked at everyone: "Let's go."
The people along the way were filled with worry:
“Assistant Su is dedicated to serving the people and repairing our houses. I heard from Xiao Baozi in the west that Assistant Su is going to repair land again. How come such a good person is always being harassed by others?”
"Oh dear! Now Assistant Manager Su is implicated in a forgery case again. Where can we go to seek justice?"
The people sighed and complained.
The sun finally broke through the clouds, showering down its light without reservation.
The afternoon sun beat down relentlessly on the earth. The restaurant was bustling with activity, and the steaming buns were incredibly hot, but none of Qingyue and the others could eat them.
A strong wind blew up in the afternoon, making the lanterns in the restaurant rattle loudly.
Ying Xiaohu, Qingyue, Weishuang, and the others took turns standing at the door, looking in the direction Su Jingge had left, but they couldn't see that frivolous figure return.
Only Xiao Linyuan was fiddling with the abacus, occasionally glancing out the window...
"I can't take it anymore, I'm going to find my young lady!" Qingyue said, and started to walk out.
There was a 'click' sound.
A copper coin brushed past Qingyue's cheek and became embedded in the door frame in front of her.
Qingyue frowned slightly and turned her head instantly: "Xiao the Mute, what do you want to do?"
Xiao Linyuan said calmly, "Have you forgotten your young lady's last words?"
At this moment, Shuang ran up in terror: "No! Aunt Qingyue!"
Qingyue stood with her hands on her hips, glaring angrily at the large mute and the small mute.
She screamed frantically, "I can't take it anymore! Look—" She pointed outside the door, "The sun is about to set. She left this morning and hasn't come back yet. It's been a whole day. What if Miss has been tortured?"
Xiao Linyuan stepped forward: "No, you have to believe she can do it."
Just then, a clear, high-pitched voice came from the second floor:
"When the mind is calm, the voice is soft; there is no distinction between past and present."
Upon hearing this, Qingyue realized that this person had arrived at noon and hadn't left yet after drinking several jugs of wine.
Qingyue slowly recalled the meaning of the poem she had just read... Could it be an implication to avoid being influenced by impetuousness?
She clenched her fist and slammed it against the door frame, feeling both anxious and sad.
She bit her lip tightly, forcibly suppressing the tears that were about to fall, and said in an extremely cold voice, "If Miss hasn't returned by 7 PM today, I'm going to the yamen to demand her return. Anyone who tries to stop me is making trouble for me!"
As time passed, the sunlight gradually softened, and the sun began to set in the west.
In the evening, a gentle breeze rustled the leaves.
Xiao Linyuan looked towards the government office from the third floor, but could only see half a corner, with occasional government officials coming and going.
He turned and went up to the fourth floor.
The wooden staircase on the fourth floor broke, and he leaped across the broken steps.
The fourth floor was covered in dust, and cobwebs clung to his head. He waved the cobwebs that were stuck to his face.
Looking at the corner, there was a lot of clutter, all of which were scattered around.
I looked over and saw boxes of wooden cabinets piled up next to me, all of which were locked.
Densely packed, countless.
I don't know what's inside.
It's probably secondhand...
He squeezed out of the low window on the fourth floor and stood on the top of the restaurant, stepping on the rubble.
This time, you can see that the area of the county government office has increased.
A large crowd of people had gathered outside the government office.
Inside the gate, many soldiers stood guard with swords drawn.
Su Jingge has now been branded as a forger, and if she doesn't provide a reasonable explanation, she might end up in jail.
However, if they dare to use torture, he will raze the entire government office to the ground!
His brows were furrowed, indicating he was unable to remain calm.
As darkness fell and night slowly descended, stars began to appear.
The temperature dropped considerably at night, and Xiao Linyuan didn't come down from the roof.
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Meanwhile, the young master...
Zhao Zhou yawned, propped his chin on his hand, and looked at Su Jingge sitting next to him, drinking tea and looking at the materials list.
This is a place to enjoy life, not to suffer!
Looking at myself, I feel like I'm the one suffering.
He couldn't take it anymore.
She watched it over and over again for three whole hours.
I wanted to bring her here to question her about falsifying the documents, but this little bitch insisted on checking the document list.
Three hours in pairs.
It's unclear who's tormenting whom here.
Zhao Zhou stared blankly: "Assistant Su, have you investigated this thoroughly? Three whole hours have passed, and you still can't figure out this much information?"
The woman sipped her tea, flipping through the list page by page: "Don't rush, Lord Zhao. Whether the materials are genuine or not, every piece of tile, every piece of wood, and every bucket of clay that has passed through my hands must be checked one by one."
"What if some unscrupulous person is slandering me, adulterating materials, or deliberately damaging them, falsely accusing me of cutting corners? Wouldn't that be a misunderstanding?"
'smack'
The gavel suddenly rang out.
The registrar was dozing off when he was startled awake and instinctively stood up: "Yes, that's right."
He noticed Su Jingge staring at him, then looked at Zhao Zhou, whose eyes had darkened.
He blinked awkwardly and said, "Ah! I'm right."
Zhao Zhou's gaze turned cold, then he asked, "Is this the same as the list of materials you have? Have you found any adulteration?"
The man's voice was drawn out.
The registrar looked at the list in his hand and swallowed hard: "...Not yet."
Zhao Zhou's eyes widened: "Then let's continue!"
Then look at Zhao Liu, who is slumped over and fast asleep.
She's a goddess!
Where the hell did this bunch of idiots and pigs come from?!
Zhao Zhou could no longer bear it; he was too hungry to dawdle any longer.
He ordered: "This matter is pending. Take Assistant Manager Su into prison and interrogate him at 7 PM!"
Two constables stepped forward: "Assistant Su, please!"
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