Help!The US-strong villain was blackmailed by me!

Chapter 83 The Ghost of the Imperial City
Imperial City.

There is already a taste of autumn in the wind, and the sun is no longer as scorching as it was in midsummer, but it still feels a little hot when it shines on people.

The clouds in the sky are high and far away, and the white ball looks like someone's cotton ran up. On the streets and alleys, people come and go doing whatever they want.

The imperial city of Jin Dynasty, the surface is a peaceful environment.

When Shen Jinyu's letter reached Lu Tao's hands, Song Yao handed the letter to Lu Tao as soon as Lu Tao came back from court, but Lu Tao just glanced at it, and his face turned pale instantly.

Song Yao's heart skipped a beat, and he asked tentatively, "Your Majesty, what did Jin Yu's letter say?"

Lu Tao's chest heaved violently, his breathing was short, and he said word by word: "The 1 men and horses he brought to Shuobei Suizhou City, all the swords of the soldiers were useless. Enemy East Tart!"

"What?" Song Yao was shocked.

Lu Tao handed the letter to Song Yao, and Song Yao took it over to take a look. After reading it, his face was only worse than Lu Tao's, "How is it possible? How could it be that they are all useless knives. These knives are made by the Manufacturing Department of the Ministry of War. They have all been tested, how could it be a waste knife?"

Lu Tao's face was gloomy, "Go and secretly call Master Qin into the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and don't let anyone know."

Su Wen'an's knife-like eyes scraped over them one by one. Some looked terrified, some were at a loss, and some had erratic eyes.

Su Wen'an's eyes moved, and then moved back.

He took two steps, and walked up to the person with the smallest official position, "Starting from you, if you say a word wrong, I will put this iron on your face, do you hear me clearly?"

"What are you, tell me, is it because you can't remember it or what? Do you need my lord to help you stimulate?" Su Wen'an asked impatiently.

"Director Chen, I remember that you seem to be the only earner in your family."

While talking, a palace official ran in from the outside, holding a stack of ledgers in his hand, Su Wen'an took it over and took a look, and let out a "huh".

"Director Bai?" Su Wen'an glanced lightly at a middle-aged man on the far right. The man's Adam's apple rolled and he blinked non-stop.

"Yes, Mr. Su has a really good memory," Chen Nan smirked.

"Sure, it's a small errand,"

"The batch of weapons, all of them were issued by us. I was responsible for counting them in the manufacturing department. After the emperor gave the order, we counted them according to the quantity approved by the emperor, and then, that's it. , I haven’t tried anything else, and I don’t know.”

Song Yao took the order and didn't dare to delay for a moment, and immediately left the palace from the palace road to Qin Huaiming's mansion, and brought him into the palace.

Chen Nan twitched the corner of his mouth stiffly, and Su Wen'an continued, "You are responsible for making all the instruments of torture in this Dajin cell. I have seen you many times when I came to the manufacturing department."

Everyone in the manufacturing department, Su Wen'an, asked them over and over again. When he walked in front of Chen Nan, the chief of the department, Su Wen'an smiled slightly, as if there was a knife in his smile, "Chen Nan, the chief of the department of production, I recognize you."

"Barely enough to spend."

Su asked Ann: "Are you sure?"

"I, I'm in charge of transporting the weapons out of the manufacturing department. After the weapons are installed, I'll transport them to the various departments, and then confirm the whereabouts of the weapons with the chief of the department. Just, that's it."

Su asked An: "Is Director Chen enough to spend on his monthly salary?"

In the sky prison, Su Wen'an, the young minister of Dali Temple, stood in front of everyone in the Manufacturing Department, holding up a scarlet and smoking iron block and asked expressionlessly: "All the weapons of the Manufacturing Department of the Ministry of War have passed through your hands. There is a problem with the knife sent to Shuobei, I think no one knows where the problem is better than you, and tell them one by one how you ordered the weapons to the reinforcements at that time."

Soon, everyone in the Manufacturing Department of the Ministry of War was imprisoned in the dungeon.The Heavenly Prison is different from ordinary large prisons. This is a place for special prisoners. There are various punishments in it. No one who enters the Heavenly Prison will be able to leave with his whole body intact.

"I," the person in front of him swallowed nervously, his eyes were erratic, and he looked to the far right from time to time. According to Su Wen'an's experience in interrogating prisoners for many years, this person probably has a ghost.

From the head of the Ministry of War Manufacturing to the head of the Baiji, down to the eunuch, all were imprisoned overnight.Song Yao and Qin Huaiming led people to count the knives and arrows overnight, pretended to send people out of the imperial city secretly.

Chen Nan was stunned for a moment, then stammered: "Yes, yes, my wife is sick, and the two children are still very young. I am the only one who can earn money."

"Okay," Su Wen'an walked away, and went to the next person, "It's your turn."

"Also, arrest everyone who handles Mr. Shen's batch of knives and arrows without delay!"

"Listen, listen clearly."

The man looked at the scarlet iron, sweating profusely.

After reading Shen Jinyu's letter, Qin Huaiming's shocked beard was trembling, and he held the letter in his palm, "Your Majesty, the most urgent task is to prepare the saber and arrow to be sent to Shuobei urgently, and send it secretly, so that no one else will know. At this moment, the soldiers in Shuobei are powerless." Resistance is the best time for the Dongta people to attack, the situation is critical, Master Shen and the others can't last long. This time, the swords and arrows should be watched by the minister and Master Song personally, and must not pass through the hands of others."

After Lu Tao listened, he pondered for a moment and then nodded, "Do as Master Qin said, immediately!"

"Barely enough. Director Chen's family background is ordinary. They used to be farmers for generations. It was your father who wanted to enter the imperial city and brought you and your mother to the imperial city from the mountains. They lived by blacksmithing iron. The income is meager, but you were able to live up to it later. It took you so many years to get into the Manufacturing Division of the Ministry of War before you got the position of Chief of the Hundred Division. Although your family life has improved, it is still just enough to live on, because your wife needs to watch it every month. Doctors and medicines, so life is tight. I'm not wrong."

Chen Nan's heartbeat was very fast and chaotic. He lowered his head and did not dare to look at Su Wen'an. These things are not secrets. Anyone can find out if he wants to. Chen Nan vaguely guessed something, and his body began to shake.
"No, no, I was wrong."

"If I'm not wrong, how did Director Chen suddenly become rich overnight in the past three months? On the tenth day of June, Hua Louhao threw money to cover the oiran for ten days. On June 29, a new house was purchased in the east of the city. On July [-], I sent a box of gold and silver jewelry to your good friend Huakui in Hualou. On August [-], Zuixianglou invited guests to visit your distant relatives. At the beginning of this month, Chengnan cloth shop ordered five best materials. Making clothes," Su Wen'an held up the account book about Chen Nan's expenses in front of him for him to see.
"Director Chen, where did you get the money?"

Chen Nan panicked, he didn't expect him to be found so clean in such a short time, he looked at Su Wen'an, opened his mouth, but didn't say a word.

(End of this chapter)