It's snowing heavily.
That night, a group of Qing soldiers came to the back door of the Prince's Mansion. The leader held the copper ring on the door and knocked on the door.
“Duh duh duh~”
"Who is it?"
There was a "crunching" sound, and the guard, wrapped in a quilt, opened the back door and stuck his head out.
The man handed the uncle a jade pendant. The uncle shook his braid and took it to look at carefully.
"How kind I am, I have something important to report to the prince!"
"Guys, wait a moment, let me report to His Highness the Prince."
The door was closed again, and several people waited in the snow for a while. The uncle opened the door again and waved to Duoshan.
"You come in, the prince is waiting in the hall, there is no need for others to come in."
Aixinjueluo Mian'en was the first among the first people to be awarded the title of prince.
At this time, Mian En was drinking tea in the hall, his shiny forehead shining in the charcoal fire.
Duo Shan followed the uncle and took several detours in the mansion, finally stopping in front of a brightly lit small hall.
"Your Majesty, Duoshan has arrived."
"Well, Duoshan, come in. You go to the treasury to get a few grains of silver, and let the soldiers outside disperse first."
"Cha~"
"How kind are you?"
As soon as Duoshan entered the hall, he saw Mian En's tall figure sitting in front of the brazier.
"I am so kind, please see His Royal Highness Prince Ding!"
"Well, get up. I want to ask you, how much money did we get?"
"Report to the prince and receive 20 million taels of silver and 40,000 taels of gold."
"Okay, okay!"
Mian En smiled, stood up and walked back and forth with his hands behind his back.
"Do you know how many others there are?"
"De Lengtai got 12 million taels, Yang Yuchun got 4 million taels...
These homes add up to more than 90 million taels. "
"Well, that makes sense.
Okay, please step back and go to the warehouse to get some reward money. "
Duo Shan bowed deeply and thanked loudly: "Thank you, Your Majesty!"
Not only Mian'en, but also the powerful people of all sizes in the Forbidden City in Peiping all gained something that night.
How rich is Shisan Xing?
no one knows.
The gold and silver confiscated from the Thirteenth Bank had already passed through the hands of local officials.
They, the powerful people in Peiping, still got second-hand goods.
The gold and silver were divided into two.
One portion was "fire consumption" along the way, detouring northward through Sichuan and Sichuan, and went into the pockets of various powerful people.
When we arrived in Peiping, there were only 120 million taels left.
The other one is from Jiaqing, and is going to be transported to Nanchang, across the river from Poyang Lake, and by water to Peking.
But something went wrong along the way.
He was caught red-handed by the Jinyi Guards of the Ming Dynasty in Nanchang. The General's Office directly sent a telegram to the 4th Brigade, asking the 4th Brigade to skip the towns along the way and surround Nanchang first.
But now, the urgent report sent to the Forbidden City was stopped by these powerful people, and they gathered together to discuss countermeasures.
The money they embezzled went safely into their pockets, and Emperor Jiaqing's Qian Que was intercepted by the Ming Dynasty.
The more everyone thought about it, the more their scalps became numb.
"How about each of us contribute a little to give the Emperor some subsidies?"
"How much?"
"One million... No, let's make up for 2 million."
"Isn't this too little? Do you think the emperor can agree?"
"But the emperor's money was intercepted by the Ming Dynasty, not us..."
Finally, everyone discussed and decided on a number.
990,012 taels.
There are parts and components, very convincing.
Forbidden City, Hall of Nourishing Heart.
Emperor Jiaqing was woken up in the middle of the night, saying that the confiscated gold and silver from Thirteen Lines had been brought back.
Jiaqing was originally very happy, because in his impression, he could copy at least 100 million, a small goal.
However, when he picked up the red memorial, he couldn't believe his eyes.
"How many?"
"990,000?"
Jiaqing rubbed his eyes, thinking he hadn't woken up.
Take another closer look.
It is indeed 990,000.
With a dark face, he asked the master Ouchi who was kneeling on the ground at the sticky bar: "How many lines of Thirteen were copied?"
Although there were many braziers lit in the palace, the master inside felt even colder than outside.
The master in the field gritted his teeth and told the truth.
"Your Majesty, the Thirteenth Bank actually confiscated 340 million taels of gold and silver, and local officials divided more than 100 million taels.
The princes divided 100 million.
The remaining 80 million taels belong to the emperor. "
"Oh, can I share 80 million taels? What about the money?"
"Um... He was intercepted by the Ming army in Nanchang."
Jiaqing stood up with a "chun" sound, his face uncertain.
"What about you, how much did you take from the stick?"
“…1.2 million.”
Jiaqing was shocked. He was the one who got the least money for love.
He kicked over the tables and chairs and yelled angrily: "My money!
They divided more than 100 million, but I only got less than one million!
He is truly worthy of being a loyal and good man of the Qing Dynasty!
Knowing that my money had been robbed by Zhu Zaiming, he was kind enough to raise some money for me, and there was still some left over.
Why don't they think about it carefully? What they are taking is my money! "
Jiaqing felt like he was about to explode.
The 80 million taels obtained were intercepted, and the cooked duck flew away.
Watching other people take money was more uncomfortable than him losing money.
Now, Jiaqing is doubly uncomfortable.
Jiaqing stared at the master Ouchi fiercely, his thoughts changing rapidly.
"Your name is Duo Shan, right?"
"Yes, Your Majesty."
"Starting today, the sticky area is under your control, and I want to expand the power of the sticky area.
You investigate the cases that others dare not investigate.
You can raid the homes that others dare not raid.
You kill those who others dare not kill.
Behead first and report later, imperial authority has granted!
I will give you 30% of the wealth I got! "
To be honest, Duo Shan was moved.
How much is 30%? Thirteen lines of confiscated silver can be divided into 100 million by the stick!
Duo Shan remembered again that under Mian En, he lived a life of being a subordinate to others.
He sacrificed his life to work for Mian En, and finally took 100 taels of silver from the warehouse.
That's all, and the housekeeper in the warehouse had to steal 99 taels.
What's the point of doing this job?
Duo Shan gritted his teeth and stamped his feet, but it was the other way around!
Rebel against damn Mian En and surrender to the emperor!
Later, Doshan told Jiaqing the situation at the sticky pole in detail. He was a Mian'en person and did not hold anything back. He told Jiaqing everything.
If you want to vote, vote thoroughly.
This time, Jiaqing was shocked again.
As the emperor's secret service agency, Nianganchu was passed down from Yongzheng to Jiaqing.
It has become impure and has become inconsistent.
As long as you are a powerful official, you can put a hole in the stick.
It can be said that when the sticky pole gets some information, the first person to know is not the emperor, but the ministers.
"Duoshan, keep the stick as it is, don't let them notice." Jiaqing pulled Duoshan up from the ground and patted the dust on his body carefully.
"It's getting cold now, why not kneel on the ground?
When you meet me in private from now on, you can sit on any chair in the palace, except the dragon chair!
You are from Zhengbai Banner, I think it would be good for you to take charge of Zhengbai Banner..."
Jiaqing started to care about Duo Shan in a pretentious manner, and drew a big cake without leaving any trace.
And Duo Shan also ate happily.
