Tang Lin is here.

The salvage is over now, and someone said, "It's time to count it."

Bao Dong said: "Let's work hard. Since Dali Temple is here, we have to help you, right?"

Dali Temple was angry, "You are waiting for meritorious service, are you willing to share the benefits? If you don't want to do it yourself!"

Tang Lin, who had just arrived, said lightly: "Go!"

The boss spoke.

An official came over and said in grief: "They rob people."

"If you don't rob me, you may find out?" Tang Lin's words blocked his subordinates' mouth and frowned and said, "Go and count."

The Dali Temple used a gauze scarf to cover her nose and counted it, "Three horizontal knives."

"Yes." Bao Dong was happily checking.

"Three pairs of crossbows."

"right!"

"Arrows...thirty-five."

"right!"

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Tang Lin asked: "How did you find out the case?"

In an instant, everyone of his men bowed their heads.

Dali Temple took over the situation, but after checking for several days, there was no result. It was embarrassing!

But no matter how embarrassing you are, you have to speak. An official stepped forward and said, "When we asked, Jia from Baiqi, snatched the suspect, and then someone from the left Wu Guard went to snatch it, and the two sides fought..."

Tang Lin's expression changed and he glanced at Jia Ping'an.

It doesn’t matter if the Zuo Wu Guard goes to rob, but it actually fights, which means there is a big problem.

Those who can hold on at this time are heroes.

This young man actually refreshed his views on him again and again.

"Han Yang, the officer of the Zuowu Guard, committed suicide with his sword."

Tang Lin took a deep breath and knew that there were some things that the ministers should not know.

No one knows the rest.

"Xiao Jia, how about it?" Tang Lin came to ask for advice, and the subordinates were even more heartbroken.

"I thought that the three pairs of crossbows were not small. If I wanted to get them out, I would definitely need a big cart. I checked the account book of the day when the weapons were lost and found that a batch of fat pigs had been killed and sent to Zuo Wuwei..."

Lamb is delicious, but if all mutton is supplied in the army, the Minister of Revenue can hang himself, and those big-bellied men can eat it to the emperor's despair.

"Pig..." Tang Lin was confused. It was not his fault, because he always ate mutton. Sometimes pork doesn't even eat it, so it's difficult for you to associate it with it.

"It's a pig." Someone explained.

"Yes, those killed pigs have a big hole in their abdomen, and it's too easy to put a crossbow in."

Tang Lin whispered: "What you thought from the beginning was that they would destroy the truth?"

Jia Ping'an nodded.

Tang Lin sighed, with an admiration in his eyes, "If you can see this, you will surpass many people."

He turned around, "Can those people confess?"

"We'll confess!"

After seeing the stolen goods, those involved in the frame-up incident spoke one after another.

Tang Lin received the confession and turned around and said, "Xiao Jia, come to the palace together."

Jia Ping'an was stunned, "Something... is inconvenient."

Let Li Zhi fight with the big guys in the small circle.

But in the eyes of others, his attitude means modest.

"He found out the matter, but refused to perform his merits and refused to accept His Majesty's praise. This kind of mind is really rare."

"The boy was proud, but humble. I was so ashamed to think that he had questioned him before."

An official bowed to Jia Ping'an and said loudly: "Jia Jun is humble, and I apologize for the previous incident."

He bowed as he said that.

"You're welcome, you're welcome."

Jia Ping'an's eyelids were beating.

He just didn't want to see the cannon fodder Lian Tian in the court, but these people actually thought he was modest...

His bitter smile was so real that even Tang Lin felt that he was really humble.

"You found out the case. If you don't go, would someone have the attitude to go? Let's go!"

Tang Lin grabbed him and walked out.

Jia Ping'an's bitter smile became stronger and stronger.

He really didn't want to go there, he just wanted to take the opportunity to find a place to barbecue in Ganye Temple.

The officials of Dali Temple were all in a daze.

"Jia Zongjun did not want to seize the credit, just..."

Hong Xia said seriously: "General Liang has a good relationship with him, so he takes action."

Jia Ping'an had no idea of ​​asking for this credit at all, but just to help his friends.

Why!

The Dali Temple felt embarrassed, and some people even said, "Someone wants to ask him to drink and apologize."

Some people in Dali Temple are pawns in small circles, but there are also those heroic people.

"Calculate one, Qian will come out."

"Does someone have no money? A man from the Tang Dynasty is wrong, if he is wrong, he will go outside the palace to wait for him."

A group of people went outside the palace gate, but Jia Ping'an in the palace was welcomed.

"Xiao Jia! Hahahaha!"

The old hooligan Liang Jianfang was surrounded by more than ten Qianniu, smiling.

On the other side, several officials stood there with bruised noses and swollen faces, angrily impeaching Lao Liang.

"Ahem!"

Li Zhi coughed a few times, feeling that those words sounded calloused, but they were still the same. It can be seen that these officials had trained them in advance, and Lao Liang was the most effective in impeaching him... The small circle probably had all rehearsed internally.

Why!

Life is not enough to describe these officials, but what can you say?

The emperor's dry cough failed to stop the impeachment of these officials. Liang Jianfang seemed like a small boat in the ocean, in danger.

Too much!

Changsun Wuji coughed dryly, and the palace suddenly became quiet.

Jia Ping'an glanced at his uncle and felt that this man was running wildly on the road of dying and could not even pull him back.

The emperor coughed a few times and the ministers didn't respond. You, Changsun Wuji, coughed a dry cough. You could hear a quiet needle in the hall falling to the ground. What does this mean?

Not to mention Li Zhi, even if the leader of the Beggars' Sect encounters such subordinates, he will have to kill him first.

Li Zhi smiled and said, "What's the matter with Tang Qing asking for a meeting?"

Only then did the officials recover from their excitement.

After impeachment for a while, Dali Temple did not make the final decision.

Everyone calmed down.

Liang Jianfang glanced at Jia Ping'an.

He was not worried about his future. At worst, he could go to border areas, such as Tubo or Turks, and to Liaodong. He would stare at the Goryeo people and look for opportunities for them.

but……

He looked up at the emperor, and there was a flash of water in his eyes.

He fought throughout his life, but never led a large-scale attack alone. In other words, he could not compare to Li Ji, Cheng Zhijie and others in any case.

But the late emperor valued him, and the emperor valued him today.

Why?
To be continued...