The husband is the hunter

Chapter 317

"Ah? Oh." Uncle Li didn't know what he was thinking, but when she called him out, he suddenly came back to his senses, responded, and then said, "It's something, I heard that the chief of Nanshan and the east of the city was drunk yesterday. Xianfang is drinking, seems to be arguing?"

The moment he heard these words, Duan Nanshan's heart sank suddenly. Even if he had already prepared himself, he felt that he could not accept the fact that after the death of his parents, he almost regarded Uncle Li's family as his own. The only family member in the world, the closer he is, the less he can tolerate such betrayal. With a cold face, he looked at Uncle Li and asked word by word, "Who did you listen to?"

Last night in Zuixianfang, when he asked the question, there were not many customers in the store, only Jing Ze and Jue Ming were there, but these two people were obviously not troublesome, and it was obviously impossible for Uncle Li to know these two people, The only explanation is that Uncle Li asked someone to follow him.

Probably because he didn't expect Duan Nanshan to question him face to face, what Uncle Li originally wanted to say got stuck in his throat, he looked at Duan Nanshan, was silent for a while, and then said, "Do you know everything?"

"What do I know? I don't know anything!" Duan Nanshan suddenly became excited. There are some things he doesn't want to think about, but it doesn't mean he is a fool.

Fang Lin hurriedly stood beside him, and patted his back with one hand, "No matter what happens, I'm here, don't get excited, speak slowly."

The daughter-in-law's tone was too gentle, and Duan Nanshan's undulating chest gradually calmed down. He looked at Uncle Li, "How much do you know about my father? Who is the person who wants to frame him? What are you doing here?" Who is he? Why... why don't you just cut the weeds and root them out?" When he said the last sentence, his throat was a little hoarse, his eyes were closed tightly, and he didn't want to look at the person in front of him anymore.

Uncle Li sighed, "Yes, I brought your father up the mountain. I actually know everything about him. The person who framed him was called Meng Qingyu, who was his boss back then, the prefect of Yuezhou City. More than 20 years later, Presumably he was a high-ranking official in the capital."

The truth seems to be slowly unfolding from Uncle Li's story. It turns out that Duan Yanzhi was framed and imprisoned. After he finally escaped with the help of his old subordinates, he wanted to find out who framed him. After checking and checking, they found the immediate boss.Before Meng Qingyu became the prefect, he was the magistrate of Qingyang County. After three years, he was promoted to a higher rank. Duan Yanzhi happened to fill his vacancy. an old account.

The cotton produced here in Qingyang, tens of thousands of jins of cotton are sent to Beijing every year as tributes, and spun into cotton wool for sewing quilts and cotton clothes. It was a white note, and as soon as Duan Yanzhifu took office, someone took the note to exchange the money.If this was placed on a scholar who is well versed in the way of officialdom, he might delay it again and again until he leaves office, but Duan Yanzhi is a serious master. After he figured out the ins and outs of the matter, he personally led these common people He ran to the prefect's mansion in Yuezhou City to ask for money.

Hundreds of ordinary people surrounded the gate of the prefect's mansion, forcing Meng Qingyu to spit out the money he had swallowed, and the Liangzi probably ended there.

(End of this chapter)