Chapter 370 Okay, I'll take you to get the evidence
Shen Anzhu suddenly drew his sword and attacked, frightening Zhao Zhongquan so much that he gasped wildly.
Sang Zhixia's instant counterattack shocked Zhao Zhongquan so much that he was scared out of his wits.
Zhao Zhongquan was afraid that Sang Zhixia would be so angry that she would cut Shen Anzhu's neck directly, so he pressed his palm down nervously: "No, no, no!"
"Put down your knives and talk properly!"
Zhao Zhongquan had a terrible headache and was filled with rage. "What's wrong with you young girls these days? Not only are you not gentle and virtuous at all, but you're also ready to kill people with your swords drawn at the slightest provocation. Did you all grow up in a bandit's den?!"
Sang Zhixia glanced at the cold sweat on Chen Anzhu's forehead and smiled faintly, then slowly withdrew his hand: "Master Zhao, what you said is quite right."
"Miss Sun is the bandit leader of Qingcheng Mountain. Doesn't she just happen to come from a bandit den?"
After making sure that Chen Anzhu would not move again, Sang Zhixia flipped his wrist and threw the dagger out of his hand.
With a click, the dagger with a cold glow was inserted into the pillar steadily and accurately, and the tail of the blade shook.
"Master Zhao, please wait a moment. I'll go get Lingchu to wash the stuff off your face."
Sang Zhixia couldn't see the surprise in Chen Anzhu's eyes as he walked away.
Shen Anzhu looked at Zhao Zhongquan doubtfully: "Have you changed your appearance?"
Zhao Zhongquan's face was full of bitterness: "What can I say?"
"If I hadn't changed into a face that no one would recognize, where would you find me alive and breathing? My bones would have been burned to ashes!"
Although Zhao Zhongquan was angry with Xu Ou, he was very grateful to Xu Ou for saving his life.
Seeing Shen Anzhu biting her lower lip tightly and remaining silent, Zhao Zhongquan said with a headache, "Each one is even more stubborn than the other."
"I know what you're worried about. It'll be easier once you see my face. I'll wash this mess off my face and then show you something and you'll understand!"
Shen Anzhu didn't know what Zhao Zhongquan was talking about, but at this moment, she had to bow her head because she was under someone else's roof.
Zhao Zhongquan was still muttering about the hot temper of young people. When Ling Chu came in, he quickly put his unrecognizable face over and said, "Hurry up, wash up so we can sit down and talk."
Lingchu is good at the art of disguise and his skills are superb.
But in just a moment, Shen Anzhu watched helplessly as the human skin mask on Zhao Zhongquan's face was removed, revealing the face she had seen in the crowd.
Lingchu carried her small box and walked out without looking around. Sang Zhixia sat down and slowly poured water to make tea. "Lord Zhao, would you like some Tieguanyin?"
Zhao Zhongquan touched his burning face and said without hesitation, "Didn't you hide some Keemunhong tea? Why would I drink Tieguanyin when I have this good stuff?"
Sang Zhixia paused holding the tea leaves, laughed for a moment, and then took out another small box from the eight-treasure tea box.
The unique rich tea aroma of the best Keemun red tea spreads, and steam rises from the cups.
Zhao Zhongquan carefully spread out the treasures he had dug out from the mass grave on the table. Before opening them, he bowed respectfully several times and held them out with both hands.
Zhao Zhongquan held the bright yellow imperial edict and originally wanted to ask Sang Zhixia and Shen Anzhu to kneel together, but then he thought that young people were outside and could not be disciplined by him, so he gritted his teeth and said, "The will of the saint must not be disrespected!"
"The one complaining about the grievances kneels down, and you stand up and listen!"
Sang Zhixia stood up good-temperedly.
Zhao Zhongquan's gaze fell on Shen Anzhu's face, and he said sternly, "Kneel down!"
Chen Anzhu's eyes widened as if he had seen a ghost in broad daylight. Before he could react, Sang Zhixia pressed him on the shoulder: "Why don't you kneel down and listen to my orders?"
"Whether the grievances of the Sun family's hundred or so members can be redressed depends on your actions today."
"Miss Sun, this is a rare opportunity."
Shen Anzhu was forced to kneel down in a daze, looking up at the imperial edict unfolded by Zhao Zhongquan, listening to every word he uttered, his eyes unfocused.
"Are you serious, sir? Can the Sun family's old case really be investigated?"
Zhao Zhongquan narrowed his eyes in displeasure: "Do you think I'm joking with you?"
"I have come here with the Emperor's secret decree to investigate the salt riot in Shu. If there are any grievances to be made, I will investigate them one by one and report them to His Majesty for his decision."
Those who do good deeds may not necessarily be rewarded today.
However, even if many years have passed, those who have committed evil will be held accountable when the truth comes to light.
Zhao Zhongquan couldn't help but glare at Chen Anzhu after he finished speaking, and said unhappily, "Besides, you stirred up the Qingcheng Mountain Salt Bandits' Rebellion just to make it bigger and more noticeable, so you could find a chance to air your grievances, right?"
"This is a secret decree from the Emperor. I'll lend it to you for a look. If you still doubt my identity, you can take a closer look at it."
Along with the secret decree, Zhao Zhongquan's official seal was handed to Shen Anzhu.
Chen Anzhu's own skills in counterfeiting antiques are good enough to make the fake look real. He can easily tell the authenticity of official seals at a glance.
Sang Zhixia didn't lie to her.
Shen Anzhu stared at the secret decree and official seal in his hands, his eyes red. Sang Zhixia coughed and placed the brewed tea next to Zhao Zhongquan's hand: "Master Zhao, please try it. Is it to your liking?"
Zhao Zhongquan picked up the teacup and took a sip, then sighed with a smile, "Did you learn this excellent brewing skill from Grandpa at home?"
"Your Excellency has a very clever tongue."
Sang Zhixia poured tea slowly, smiling faintly: "It's a pity that my intelligence is limited. I have learned a few superficial things and I am showing them off. I hope you don't mind my vulgarity."
"My tongue isn't very clever, but you have a very clever mouth."
Zhao Zhongquan glanced at Sang Zhixia with an ambiguous expression, then took a deep breath at the glaring bloodstain on her neck. "It's just a cut, after all. Why don't we find a doctor first?"
Although there was no injury to any vital parts, it was still an injury to the neck, right?
Sang Zhixia smiled nonchalantly: "It's not worth bothering with a little scratch on the oily skin. We can fix it later."
After Sang Zhixia finished speaking, she took the teacup and sniffed the tea fragrance. Looking at Chen Anzhu, who seemed to be in a trance, she said slowly, "I have already discussed the conditions you mentioned with Lord Zhao."
"As long as you can produce what you promised, the salt bandits on Mount Qingcheng will be able to find an opportunity to leave the mountain on a certain day, and they will not be held accountable for any crime."
Sang Zhixia originally wanted to use a trick of transplanting flowers and trees, quietly moving the salt bandits down the mountain, and then telling the outside world that the salt bandits had fled long ago and their whereabouts were unknown.
After all, she herself is still a criminal, and there is no way for her to justify herself if she exposes her crime openly.
But after hearing this, Zhao Zhongquan waved his hand and said forget it.
In the final analysis, there is nothing to pursue.
A bunch of poor people whose families were destroyed by the salt chaos followed him to the top of the mountain and earned the reputation of being salt bandits. In fact, they just hid around, digging wild vegetables and eating potatoes, and did not do anything to harm anyone.
A bad reputation is all due to his mouth.
There is no point in pursuing such old, weak and sick people, so it is better for us to help each other.
Shen Anzhu didn't expect it to be so smooth. He stood up and returned Zhao Zhongquan's two vital organs to him. He pinched his palms hard and spit out a word: "Okay."
"I'll take you to get the evidence."
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