To the First Emperor of Qin: The state has decreed this!

Chapter 298 Going with the flow! Frame Xiang Ta!

On the long street, officials from Changzi County and onlookers burst into cheers!

"Long live the Immortal Master! Long live the Qin Dynasty!"

Listening to the roar of the mountains and the tsunami around me.

Zhang Fan stood on the steps and exchanged a quick glance with Mi Yueyao behind him.

They both saw a sly smile in each other's eyes.

Xiang Liang, oh Xiang Liang!

The Qin Dynasty will gladly accept your rebellious equipment!

……

In a secluded inn west of Changzi County.

"Quickly! Hurry up! Hitch the car at the back door and leave through the west gate immediately!"

Xiang's eyes were bloodshot. He urged his men on while grabbing his sword and rushing out of the inn with a livid face.

The situation was completely out of control. All he wanted now was to save his life and escape back to Jiangdong to report the changes to his uncle.

"Bang!"

The inn's door was suddenly pushed open.

Xiang, accompanied by the manager and several trusted servants, had just stepped out of the inn's door the moment...

The once ordinary, bustling street has been transformed in an instant!

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

A sharp sound of blades being drawn suddenly rang out!

Suddenly, the man selling steamed buns on the street lifted the lid of his steamer and pulled out a gleaming Qin sword!

The porter carrying the load on a shoulder pole threw it down and pulled a long spear from the sack!

Even the blind fortune teller on the street corner opened his eyes and picked up a well-strung military crossbow!

Followed by.

The sound of armor plates clashing came from both ends of the street as hundreds of fully armed Qin regular soldiers surged out and surrounded the inn.

Rows of powerful bows and crossbows, gleaming with a chilling light, locked onto Xiang Ta and his companions at the entrance of the inn!

"this……"

Xiang's pupils suddenly contracted, he was terrified, and his heart felt as if it were being squeezed tightly by an invisible hand.

Are we surrounded?

How could it be so fast?

The middle-aged manager standing to the side was so frightened that his legs trembled, but his years of experience traveling all over the country made him subconsciously want to spend money to avoid disaster.

He quickly pulled a bulging money pouch from his pocket, forced a fawning smile that looked more like a grimace, and took a trembling step forward:

"This... Sir, is there some misunderstanding? We are all honest merchants from Jiangdong, new here and unfamiliar with the rules. This is just a small token for the brothers to buy wine..."

"An honest and straightforward customer?"

The leading Qin general gave a cold laugh and suddenly swung his sword sheath.

"Snapped!"

With a sharp crack, the money bag in the manager's hand was violently knocked away.

"Splash!"

The rope snapped, and countless copper coins scattered all over the ground, bouncing wildly on the bluestone slab.

The general's eyes were like knives as he sternly gave the order:

"By order of the Imperial Envoy! You are suspected of stealing from the government's coal mine, a crime deserving of death! Men, search the place! Not a single fly should be spared!"

"Steal...steal coal mines?"

Xiang was terrified and hurriedly retorted, "Sir, you are wise! We've just arrived in Shangdang, and our carts are loaded with cloth and silk. Where would we find any coal mines?"

The officers and soldiers ignored his nonsense and pinned them to the ground. A large number of soldiers immediately rushed into the backyard of the inn.

"Sir! We've found it!"

In a short while, several soldiers escorted several carriages out of the backyard.

"Bang! Bang!"

The soldiers wielded their long spears, directly tearing off the tarpaulin covering the wagon and smashing several large wooden crates to pieces!

In an instant, black coal chunks rolled onto the ground, looking particularly glaring in the sunlight!

The perpetrators were caught red-handed!

Seeing the black coal piled up on the ground, Xiang was completely dumbfounded.

His eyes nearly popped out of their sockets, and his mind went completely blank.

Where did this coal come from?

What they delivered to Ji Honglou last night were clearly armor and weapons; the empty wooden crates were hauled back to the inn by the staff.

At the time, because the whole city was under martial law, everyone's attention was focused on the court officials surrounding Ji Honglou, and no one bothered to check the returned empty boxes!

"Ji Honglou! It must be Ji Honglou!"

Xiang suddenly realized what was happening, and he was so angry that he trembled all over and almost spat out another mouthful of blood.

It's that woman!

After Ji Honglou unloaded his armor, he casually loaded coal into their empty cart and let them haul it back to the inn themselves!

What a clever trick! A clever scheme to frame someone else!

Xiang immediately started shouting:

"Injustice! This is a frame-up! Sir, this coal isn't ours, it came from Ji Honglou! Ji Honglou is the real den of thieves! They're the ones who stuffed the coal into our truck!"

Upon hearing this, the onlookers, who were watching from a distance, immediately erupted in uproar, their faces filled with shock.

"What? Ji Honglou?"

"Has this Jiangdong scoundrel gone mad? Just now, the Immortal Master was still developing new Qin military equipment at Ji Honglou!"

"Exactly! Even the Imperial Envoy and the Prefect of Changzi County are there, how could it be a den of thieves?"

"I think these out-of-towners were clearly caught red-handed, and they're still trying to bite the hand that feeds them even when they're about to die!"

"..."

The people pointed at the object on the ground, their faces full of contempt and disgust.

Just as Xiang was filled with despair and desperately trying to defend himself.

"Heh! Framed?"

A mocking voice suddenly drifted from behind the crowd.

Upon hearing this sound, the surrounding civilians and soldiers immediately and respectfully stepped aside, creating a wide passage.

Under Xiang's horrified gaze!

A young man dressed in a plain-colored robe, with an otherworldly air, walked slowly out of the crowd with his hands behind his back and a cold smile on his lips.

Beside him, on either side, were the eldest prince of Qin, Fusu, and Mofeng.

The moment Xiang saw this person, he felt as if he had been struck by lightning!

He had seen Zhang Fan's portrait! The Xiang clan had long ago imprinted Zhang Fan's appearance deeply in their minds for this plan!

but……

How did he end up here?

Shouldn't he have been kidnapped by the Xiang family's assassins?

Are they imprisoning Jiangdong?

Why is he able to stand here unharmed, and even personally lead a large army to capture him?

My uncle wouldn't lie to me, since Zhang Fan is here!

Who exactly is that person imprisoned in Jiangdong?

Xiang stared intently at Zhang Fan's ambiguous smile, feeling a chill run down his spine, and collapsed to the ground.

"Guards! Put these traitors who stole coal from the Great Qin Dynasty in heavy shackles, throw them into the death row, and keep them under strict guard!"

Zhang Fan waved his hand and delivered the verdict.

"Here you go!"

The Qin warriors rushed forward and placed wooden shackles around the necks and wrists of Xiang Ta and the others.

"Let me go!" Xiang Ta's expression was ferocious as he twisted his body desperately, making the chains rattle.

He was filled with hatred and fear.

He must go back and tell his uncle!

That Zhang Fan from Jiangdong is a fake!

The Xiang family has been completely fooled!

If the intelligence cannot be transmitted back, the Xiang family will surely lose everything in this game!

However, the shackles and blades rendered him powerless to resist. Amidst a roar, Xiang was forcibly dragged away by the soldiers.

After Xiang Ta and the other prisoners were escorted away, the people on the street gradually dispersed.

The eldest son, Fusu, breathed a sigh of relief as he watched the cartloads of coal being counted and escorted back to the government office, wiping the sweat from his brow.