Let’s talk about Gong Biansan accompanying the commander to seal the mountains and forests outside the city, searching for Jiangbei Village for ten days, but the official duties in the city cannot be ignored. Those men in black who were captured on the spot had not yet had time to make a clear judgment.

On this day, Gong Buchan couldn't stand it anymore. He used the excuse to investigate the case and left a large number of soldiers, but he only brought a few people back to the city.

As soon as I entered the city, I heard the people talking.

"Hey, I heard about Daxing Rice Shop. I heard that it is from the same group of bandits. The owner of Daxing Rice Shop is the boss of Jiangbei Village!"

"Ah, there is such a thing. I heard that Daxing Rice Shop is not an ordinary store, so I dare not say this."

"Hmph, why are you talking nonsense? Everyone knows that this matter is spread from the Censorate. I heard that the official found the waist sign of the Daxing Rice Shop from the bandits!"

"This is true"

"Of course!"

"This incident was reported from the yamen, so there is still a falsehood."

"It's really hard for people to be in ancient times. Look at our honest people, making money a year is a blessing to the sky. Those unscrupulous merchants collude with bandits and killing people, but they live a prosperous life. They sleep with gold and silver mountains. There is still a law of nature in the world."

"The prefect and the garrison were all killed by the bandits."

"Come on, bandits don't rob money. Whatever they do to kill them must be because they have any money activities, so they started to kill people to silence them."

"Hiss" the man took a breath and a cold sweat broke out from behind.

Gong Binzan widened his eyes and asked, "Where did this come from?"

When the people saw someone wearing official boots and riding a horse asking questions, they quickly scattered birds and beasts and ran away in a flash.

The soldier wanted to chase him, but he had nowhere to be found. Gong Busan shouted, "Don't chase him!" The law did not blame the public. Besides, what is the crime of spreading rumors? What crime do you punish him?

Among the street vendors, the peddler happily pushed the goods into the big girl's hands and smiled and said, "Girl, this rouge is from the capital, there is no one around it. It's just this unique piece. If you miss it, you will definitely regret it!"

The girl opened the rouge box, sniffed it gently, and smiled and said, "Oh, it smells so good!"

The peddler glanced at the annoyed Gong Bian, raised his eyebrows, turned his eyes, and said to the girl: "Of course, although we are a small business, we have to be honest and honest to have repeat customers."

"How much is this rouge?"

The peddler smiled and pretended to be mysterious and whispered: "If it were someone else, I wouldn't be willing to sell it to him even if I had two taels of silver, but girl, give me one or three coins of silver, and this rouge is yours."

One or two more boxes of rouge can be afforded by ordinary girls, but this girl is different. Her strong rouge smell means that she is willing to spend money to buy these things.

When the seller said this, the girl's face turned red and she whispered: "Okay, wrap it up for me." As she said that, she blinked her eyes and looked at the seller secretly.

The peddler put the rouge into a red box, tied it with a thin hemp rope, handed it to the girl, and said, "Take it."

The girl raised her hand and placed the silver in the palm of the peddler's hand. When she was about to come, she gently scratched his palm with her fingertips and whispered: "Young man is so handsome." After that, she carried the rouge box, swayed the willow waist, and walked away twistingly.

"I said, boy, your business is too good, but if you have any business information, can you tell me about it?" asked the old man who set up a stall selling paper umbrellas.

The peddler looked at the old man's paper umbrella and said, "The current fashionable styles are elegant. Your umbrella is too beautiful. Ordinary girls can't take advantage of them, and women in fairness are not favored. How can women from wealthy families come to this stall to buy things? Do you understand?"

The old man nodded and smiled, "What the guy said is, but I can't take all these umbrellas, either."

The peddler smiled and said, "Then I have nothing to do."

The old man was a little reluctant, but he had to admire the merchant who could do business. He turned his face away and shouted: "Selling umbrellas! A beautiful oil-paper umbrella! It covers the rain on rainy days, and blocks the sun on the sun! It's selling umbrellas!"

But no one came to see him for a while.

The peddler shook his rattle and smiled and said, "If you can't catch the news, you will definitely lose money. If you ask, you will never get tired of asking. If you have a good deal of business, you will sell all kinds of goods. You will sell as sweet as honey. You will sell quickly. Lift wine tightly, and you will feed the oil slowly. The vegetables and melon scales will rise. The goods will flow smoothly and the profit will be endless. The profit will be wide, the profit will be high. The market will be high. The water will rise. The chickens will be yelling, and the fish will be jumping..."

The old man was a fool, and he didn't even hear the merchant tell him how to do business. He even shouted to him because the merchant was hawking loudly.

"Selling umbrellas! Good-looking oil-paper umbrellas! It hides raining on rainy days, and the sun blocks the sun! Selling umbrellas! Selling umbrellas!"

Seeing this, the peddler stopped shouting to him, but just silently fiddled with the rattle, looking at the gate and corner gate of the Censorate from time to time.

Gong Buguan entered the gate of the Censorate Office, and several officials came forward, and everyone reported something.

"Report one by one!" Gong Buzanluo was a little frustrated and said, "Let me ask, it's rumored that those bandits who were caught were sent by Daxing Rice Shop. Did they find out the truth, whether there is evidence, and who was spreading the news before the official tried the case!"

Once this question was asked, everyone below stopped talking.

At this time, a middle-aged man with a lower-ranking official stepped forward and bowed, "We followed the routine and found a token from the bandits. We asked in detail, but we could not answer it. However, this matter was not my lantern spread. I really don't know how rumors arose in the outside world."

Gong Busan snorted coldly and said, "Come on the evidence, please ask Zhao Hongchuan, Daxing rice shop, and go to the mansion to ask!"

"yes!"

Daxing Rice Shop is a real big shop. Like this kind of shop, there must be a high-ranking official behind it. In other words, this is the industry of high-ranking officials.

But now that things have come to this point, these black-clad bandits killed the court and ordered officials to be killed twice, and the people's words have made money. If he wanted to be this official, he must find out the truth clearly. If he exposed it gently, his official reputation would be ruined and his career would be ruined!

After studying hard for decades, he finally became this official. How could he hurt his hard-earned power because of others.

Having said that, this case must be treated with caution. When necessary, stop the loss in time and place the charges on a businessman. This is the smartest way.
Chapter completed!