Rebirth: Fu Jia Returns

Chapter 123 Finding a Case
Said that he wanted to read the prison inmate booklet, Zhao Deqing pondered for a while, and said: "This, others are easy to talk about, but some people may not be easy to disclose..."

After all, there are some important prisoners, and they cannot be known casually.

Jiang Li naturally understood, but when it came to war, he couldn't let go of anything suspicious.

Jiang Li took out the handwritten letter of Emperor Jinyang and handed it to Zhao Deqing.

Zhao Deqing took it respectfully, and after looking at it, he immediately said, "Master Jiang, please come with me."

A small room surrounded by copper walls and iron walls, with oil lamps burning.

There are not many prisoners in Shuntian Mansion, and the yamen guards put all the booklets on the table.

Jiang Li politely thanked Zhao Deqing.

Zhao Deqing bid farewell tactfully.

There were only a few people left in the room, Jiang Li, so Jiang Li motioned for Fu Jia to sit at the table, and handed her one of the booklets.

"Look, there's something wrong with it."

Fu Jia didn't refuse, took it and flipped through it page by page.

Jiang Li looked at Fu Jia's serious look, and took a copy of it himself.

The brochure records are very detailed, name and address, as well as the industry, the ins and outs of the matter, and some personal characteristics are all clearly written.

From the looks of it, Zhao Deqing was extremely strict, and the person who recorded it was a person with a clear mind and a delicate mind.

The room suddenly fell silent, save for the sound of pages being turned.

Half an hour later, the two sorted out that three people had doubts.

Fu Jia listed these three people one by one on the paper.

The first person worked in a government-run sheep ranch, because he often stole mutton and went home, and was locked up after being discovered.According to the record in the brochure, this person is usually honest and friendly, but his filial piety is excellent. Because his mother said that he wanted to eat mutton, he was tempted to steal it.

Zhao Deqing may have considered his situation, and his sentence was not harsh.

The second person and the third person, one is a stall owner who sells mutton, and the other is a neighbor who slaughters sheep.

Two people stand next to each other in the street market, and after a long time, it is hard to imagine some quarrels.

Because of some conflicts in the past two days, the sheep slaughterer was very angry, and he slashed at the sheep seller with a knife. Only then were the two of them sent in by the officials patrolling the street.

It's just an old thing, the two of them refused to give in to each other, and the officials of the Tianfu kept them locked up for this disobedience.

The first person was easy to verify, Jiang Li gave instructions to Wang Wu who was beside him, and Wang Wu took the order to go to the pasture.

For the remaining two, Fu Jia discussed with Jiang Li and decided to meet them.

The dungeon was dark and damp, the oil lamp flickered on and off, and the road under his feet was also winding. Fu Jia followed Jiang Li as he walked cautiously while looking around.

He grew up so old and had never been in prison before. There was a gloomy and rotten smell here, and there was a hand that suddenly stretched out and shouted "Help", which shocked Fu Jia.

Jiang Li grabbed Fu Jia and protected her behind him.

The little girl is very courageous.

At the end, there are two prisons facing each other, one on the left and one on the right, and two unkempt people are scolding each other.

"You were waiting to get out. If I don't hack you to death, my surname will not be Sun!"

The other rolled his eyes, and his mother-in-law and ancestors scolded him.

"Give me peace!" The yamen servant yelled, and the two stopped talking.

"You guys, what kind of enmity is this, huh? You ran to Shuntian Mansion to play wild! You don't even look at yourself." The yamen servant scolded a few words, and seeing that the two had calmed down, he bowed down and sent Jiang Li and Fu Jia away. Please come here.

"Look, my lord, it's these two."

Jiang Li took a step forward. Under the dim light, the two people's hair was disheveled, and their faces could not be seen clearly. Only one of them was tall and burly, but he was somewhat similar to that spy.

The other person was as thin as dried bacon, with two small eyes open, watching Jiang Li and Fu Jia vigilantly.

"Are you a sheep slaughterer?" Jiang Li pointed to the burly one and asked.

Regardless of the fierceness of the scolding just now, the man who was even bowed by the yamen servants naturally did not dare to do anything wrong.

People who do business have winks.

However, his answer made Jiang Li pause.

"My lord, this villain sells mutton."

The other person, that skinny boy, said: "My lord, the younger one is the butcher of sheep."

"Oh, that's it." Jiang Li looked up and down the thin man.

"A person cannot be judged by his appearance, and sea water cannot be measured. The two of you are really beyond people's expectations."

Fu Jia said, "What are you two doing? Why are you so angry?"

The burly man said: "My lord, it's like this, the secret recipe left by the villain's ancestors, he stole it!"

The thin man immediately retorted: "The little one didn't, it was left by the little ancestors."

"You're talking nonsense. It was passed on to me by my grandfather, so why did it become your family?"

"You are just talking nonsense. It was passed down from my ancestors. My grandfather said that you lost your conscience and stole our secret recipe." The thin man immediately cursed again.

The two started arguing again.

Fu Jia had a headache.

Jiang Li shouted: "Shut up!"

The two of them trembled in fright and dared not speak.

Jiang Li exuded coldness, looked at the two people and said, "Where is the secret recipe?"

The burly man and the thin man looked at each other, one obediently took out a piece of yellowed paper from his bun, and the other took out the same piece of yellowed paper from the sole of his shoe.

The yamen servant held his nose and took it over, intending to present it to Jiang Li. After thinking about it, he should obediently hold it for Jiang Li to see.

Jiang Li frowned, held his breath, and looked at the two pieces of paper.

The above is a secret recipe of a recipe, which mainly records how to cook mutton.

Fu Jia looked curiously from behind Jiang Li.

Suddenly his eyes lit up.

This master is really a talent, he has thoroughly researched mutton cooking.

Realizing that Fu Jia was behind him, Jiang Li moved his steps so that she could check.

The two sheets of paper recorded the same dishes, with the same ingredients and amounts, only one of them used different ingredients.

Fu Jia pointed to a piece of paper and said, "This one is fake!"

"Impossible!" The burly man shouted suddenly: "Why do you say mine is fake!"

The thin man clapped his hands happily and said, "Finally someone came out to uphold justice!"

Jiang Li also didn't understand why Fu Jia could tell at a glance which was true and which was false.

What Zhao Deqing did to imprison them, on the one hand, was to teach them a lesson, and on the other hand, he couldn't tell which one was true and which one was false.

Fu Jia looked at Jiang Li, pointed to the two words on the fake secret recipe, and said, "Look, what is this?"

"Fennel?" Jiang Li asked suspiciously.

He looked at another piece of paper, on the same position, with the same handwriting, it said anise.

"Yes, this is the problem." Fu Jia pointed to the two words in different positions and said.

Everyone knows that star anise is also called fennel horn, but star anise and fennel are two completely different things.

(End of this chapter)