Compared to the case of matricide, Zhang Fei also acted more relaxed today and directly let the prosecutor make a report.

However, because the matter was too simple and there was really nothing to say, Su Zhe had no desire to express it and immediately asked Chuan Ma Xiaoyi to go to court to give a confession.

I saw that Ma Xiaoyi was wearing a brand-new police uniform today and came to court excitedly.

After seeing this, Qin Yijie, who was watching, really thought that Ma Xiaoyi had not lied to them. He really wanted to go to court. This kind of excitement and joy could not be faked.

Zhang Fei glanced at this kid and sighed in his heart. Nowadays, the auxiliary police officers don't have uniforms yet, but this guy still has a new one, so he's not afraid of being beaten.

Su Che asked: "Sergeant Ma, please tell me what happened on the morning of the 12th of this month."

"yes."

Ma Xiaoyi nodded vigorously, and then said: "That morning, I had breakfast with Auxiliary Police Xu Kunpeng and Auxiliary Police Huo Hong in Yongjifang, North City. Halfway through the meal, a person suddenly came to complain, saying that someone was selling illegal salt."

As soon as these words came out, there was a burst of discussion outside the court.

I could faintly hear a lot of swear words.

Obviously he was dissatisfied with the person who reported the news, and the people also liked the high-quality and cheap private salt.

On the contrary, the court was very quiet, and everyone just glanced at others.

Who arranged this?

Upon hearing this, I knew it was a conspiracy.

"quiet!"

Zhang Fei banged the gavel, and when it got quiet outside the court, he said to Ma Xiaoyi: "Chief Ma, you can continue."

"Why!"

Ma Xiaoyi nodded and continued: "So we followed the man to an alley in the next street and saw a man selling salt."

Zhang Fei asked: "How did Sheriff Ma determine that the man was selling salt?"

Ma Xiaoyi said: "Because there were people counting money to the salt seller at that time and carrying salt to prepare to leave, so we stepped forward to ask. But the salt seller asked us if we were here to buy salt."

"Ha ha...!"

Sporadic laughter immediately sounded outside the hospital.

When they laughed, Ma Xiaoyi became even more excited and laughed along with them.

"Ahem!"

Zhang Fei gave him a warning look.

Ma Xiaoyi shut up immediately.

Zhang Fei asked again: "What's next?"

Ma Xiaoyi said: "I casually asked the salt seller, 'How much does it cost per catty?', and he said, 'Twenty cents.' I then asked him, 'How come you sell this salt so cheaply?' He said his

Salt is private salt, so I arrested him."

The laughter outside the hospital was even louder.

This is really hopeless!

The officials who were listening shook their heads.

This can no longer be said to be someone else's stolen goods, it's simply a case of self-inflicted crime. In this situation, you, Zhang San, want to make it so grand. If it's not that you like to show off, then it's because you want to expand the situation.

Zhang Fei asked: "Is the salt dealer you arrested present?"

Ma Xiaoyi was stunned for a moment, then looked around, pointed to the opposite side and said, "That's him."

Everyone turned their heads and saw a man standing on the prisoner's bench. His face was wrinkled and his back was bent like a little old man. No one knew that Huang Tong was only four or five years older than Su Zhe.

Only thirty-four-five.

Just now, everyone's attention was focused on Ma Xiaoyi, and they didn't notice that the suspect had been brought to court.

"Um."

Zhang Fei nodded, turned to look at the middle-aged man, and said, "Huang Tong."

"The little people are here."

Huang Tong trembled and nodded, not daring to look directly at Zhang Fei.

Zhang Fei asked: "Is what Sheriff Ma just said true?"

Huang Tong glanced at Ma Xiaoyi fearfully, then secretly glanced at Zhang Fei, and nodded.

Zhang Fei asked again: "Do you know that selling illegal salt is illegal, and according to the evidence provided by the police station, the amount of illegal salt you sold has reached twelve kilograms, which is enough to sentence you to death?"

Huang Tong lowered his head and remained silent.

But at this moment, I suddenly heard a cry: "There is nothing we can do. If we don't sell some salt here, all our children will starve to death. Please spare his life! I beg you, please."

is you!"

Huang Tong suddenly turned his head, only to see a woman pushing forward, kneeling on the ground, sobbing loudly.

"lady!"

Huang Tong choked up and burst into tears immediately.

Zhang Fei banged the gavel several times, but the woman still knelt down and even kowtowed to Zhang Fei.

Zhang Fei quickly signaled to the court police to take the woman away.

"Don't hurt my wife."

Huang Tong suddenly raised his head and shouted to Zhang Fei.

Zhang Fei said: "Don't worry, I won't hurt your wife. It's just that she is emotionally unstable right now. If she stays here, it will affect the court hearing. The police will take her to a nearby hut to rest and let her calm down first."

Huang Tong felt relieved when he saw that the court police helped his wife down in a gentle manner. He also saw that the president of the court had a gentle tone, which was different from other officials, and the fear on his face was less. Thinking of himself

If he was executed, the whole family might not be able to survive. Even if it meant death, he would risk it. His expression suddenly became excited, "I don't want to sell private salt, but... But I am being killed."

I am helpless, if I don’t sell some salt, Xiaomin’s family will not be able to survive.”

He was also aggrieved that any salt merchant did not sell some private salt. Otherwise, he would not have dared to be so bold and tell others directly that what I sold was private salt.

"Yeah?"

Zhang Fei asked: "But as far as the president of this court knows, as long as you salt farmers pay 120,000 kilograms of salt every year, you can get forty-five kilograms of salt capital. Although this money is not much, it should be enough to support a family."

It won’t be a problem.”

There was no need to bang the mallet this time, and there was total silence inside and outside the courtyard.

The only trace of reason Huang Tong had left made him stunned for a moment, but he quickly said: "That has to be 45 guan. I only got 8 guan this year. I will prepare some salt-making tools. But

There’s not much left.”

"Eight strings of money?"

Zhang Fei lowered his head and glanced at the text, "According to the imperial law, the salt capital will be distributed to you in two installments. The first time is to give you eighteen guans. After the salt is paid in full, 27 guans will be given to you."

you."

Huang Tong said: "But every year we pay the salt, dampness and loss are all ours, so we have to deduct money, and it is calculated based on the salt price of forty cents. This is not good, and we will not get a cent of the salt cost."

Come on, we will still owe money to the government. We only get eight guan this year because we owed 20 guan last year. Last year we deducted 10 guan. This year we will deduct another 10 guan. At the end of the year, we will have to deduct another 10 guan."

After these words, the people outside the court suddenly became furious.

"It's really unreasonable. The government charges salt for less than a penny per catty, but deducts the salt forty cents per catty. Isn't this a money grab?"

"No wonder people would rather become bandits than become salt households."

"If you don't let people buy some private salt, aren't you forcing people to death?"

...

In fact, these people don't know about this situation, they just don't dare to say it. Now there are so many people, as long as someone starts, they will immediately start making noise.

The officials sitting in the courtyard all had pale faces.

be cheated!

This guy clearly wants to mess with us!

"Quiet! Quiet!"

Zhang Fei banged the gavel several times, but seeing that it was of no use, he immediately shouted: "Whoever dares to make noise again will be punished by the president of the court for contempt of the imperial court."

After such threats, the front door gradually became quiet.

Zhang Fei glanced at the confession on the table and said: "According to your confession, the salt you sell is a prolific income, I wonder if that is true?"

Huang Tong nodded.

Zhang Fei asked again: "And you just said that the reason why you couldn't get the full salt cost was because the salt got damp or was lost during the payment process, so why didn't you make up for it with the salt you earned from the prolific production? You

The price of selling private salt is only twenty cents, but if you make up for it, you will get forty cents of salt capital."

Huang Tong said: "This cannot be replenished. The salt that is replenished will be affected by moisture and will be lost. Calculated in this way, it may be equivalent to not replenishing it."
To be continued...