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Zhang Gui first fixed his gaze, a fleeting look of panic crossing his eyes, but he quickly shook his head repeatedly, indicating that he knew nothing about the item in question.
Zhang Ting let out a cold laugh. "This is an item from the Western Regions. In all of Wu City, you are the only one with a shop from that area. Do you dare to claim you have seen it before?"
Zhang Gui's forehead was beaded with sweat, which trickled down his cheeks. His lips trembled slightly, and his eyes darted around as he stammered, unable to form a complete sentence.
At that moment, Zhang Ting's trusted subordinates began a thorough search of the shop. Suddenly, they discovered several Ignition Objects that were identical to what they had seen earlier. These Ignition Objects were hidden in the corners of the shop, nearly impossible to detect without careful inspection.
Upon seeing this, Zhang Ting was filled with rage. His eyes widened as he pointed at Zhang Gui and shouted angrily, "What do you have to say now? Hurry up and confess to me!"
Zhang Gui was so frightened that he trembled all over; his legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground, disregarding everything else. He hurriedly knocked his head against the floor like a pestle and pleaded, "Please spare me, my lord! Xiao Ren dares not hide anything; this item was indeed brought by me from the Western Regions."
Zhang Ting furrowed his brow and pressed on, "If that's the case, then who did you sell these items to? Speak honestly!"
Zhang Gui cautiously raised his head and glanced at Zhang Ting. After hesitating for a moment, he finally spoke up: "My lord, Xiao Ren sold them to the Crown Prince's Residence."
The moment those words left his mouth, it was as if thunder had struck Zhang Ting's ears. He never expected that this matter would involve the Crown Prince's Residence.
He couldn't help but gasp in shock, feeling a wave of despair wash over him. Although His Majesty had personally ordered him to investigate this thoroughly, now that it involved two princes, offending either side would be far beyond what a mere official like him could afford.
In an instant, Zhang Ting found himself in a deep dilemma, unsure of how to proceed. He felt as restless as an ant on a hot pan, pacing back and forth in place.
After a while, it seemed he had made up his mind; he suddenly stopped and shouted towards the door, "Bring someone here! Quickly escort this man to the Yamen!"
Thus, a group of Yayi rushed in and bound the Western Region merchant Zhang Gui tightly before taking him away. The procession made its way back to the Yamen in an imposing manner.
At this moment, sitting in court was Zhang Ting, who wore a troubled expression. Faced with such a complex situation, he truly felt at a loss for what to do. Was he supposed to go investigate at the Crown Prince's Residence? That clearly wouldn't work; it could very well lead him into mortal danger.
However, if this matter were to end without resolution, how could he report to His Majesty?
The more Zhang Ting thought about it, the more anxious he became, as if his mind were tangled in a mess that he could not cut through or sort out.
In the end, with no other options left, Zhang Ting had no choice but to pick up his brush and carefully compose a detailed memorial, which he respectfully presented to the Current Emperor.
This memorial meticulously described all the details of the case, as if he intended to reveal every truth without reservation.
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