The place where Guo Huan hid his money is in the rockery in the back garden. From the outside, it looks like an ordinary rockery, but when you walk in and find the switch.
You will find a basement in the rockery. In addition to various gold and silver, there are also piles of Ming Dynasty treasure notes in the basement.
"Oh my God~" Wu Yong had never seen so much money before, and his eyes widened: "How much is this?"
If he doesn't eat or drink in his life, he won't be able to earn so much salary.
Mr. Ru Taisu, an accounting expert, took out a magnifying glass from his arms.
I squinted at the hill for a while, and then quickly came to a conclusion.
"There are six million banknotes, which should be the pile Liu Dacai mentioned. Fortunately, he hasn't had time to spend them yet."
As long as the newly printed treasure banknotes haven't had time to flow to the market, that's fine.
This loss is not that big.
"Ru Shangshu is awesome." Zhan Hui stepped forward and blew a rainbow fart at Ru Taisu: "But just by looking at it, you can tell how much money he has."
"No wonder Your Majesty appointed Ru Shangshu as the Minister of Household Affairs."
If it were them, they definitely wouldn't be able to do this.
"Oh, this is not difficult, you can do it too." Ru Taisu smiled and waved her hand, pointing: "The treasure notes are always worth one piece."
"This stack contains one hundred cards. You only need to count how many stacks there are vertically and how many horizontally. The total number will naturally come out."
Of course, for the sake of rigor, the people in the household department must count them one by one to avoid missing one or two.
The two of them were learning the skill of calculating accounts, but Gu Chen was looking at other things inside, and his eyes were finally attracted to a large gold ingot.
"This is the gold ingot in His Majesty's treasure. Lu Ai actually stole eight ingots. How did he do it?"
The palm-sized gold ingot is heavy in the hand. This thing is bulging in the arms. Will the guards at the palace gate really not notice it?
So useless?
Even if it is hidden in the baggage, the baggage will be searched when entering and leaving the palace gate?
"They said they bribed the guards at the palace gate."
Zhan Hui walked to Gu Chen's side, pointed at the gold ingot in his hand and explained.
"He not only stole eight gold ingots, but eighteen gold ingots. I don't know if Guo Huan spent the remaining gold ingots or where the flowers went."
Gu Chen nodded. Suddenly, he saw that a brick on the wall was different from other bricks.
He pushed it gently, and sure enough it was able to move. At the same time, another stone box was opened.
More than a dozen account books appeared in front of the big guy instantly.
Wu Yong put down the treasure in his hand and took out all the account books in three steps at a time. The more he looked at it, the more frightened he became, and the more he looked at it, the more chilled he became.
With so many people involved, can they really be arrested?
Accountants love to keep accounts, and Guo Huan, the Minister of Accounts, loves to keep accounts even more.
His account books all record the entry and exit of treasures in this secret room.
Because of what increases, and because of what decreases.
To put it bluntly, whoever gave him a bribe was whom he bribed with.
The names of people in more than a dozen books were a bit heavy, which made everyone anticipate a storm.
Because of his position as a jury, Gu Chen had the opportunity to go to the Imperial Prison to visit the work processes of the guards, which opened up a new world.
Do you know what the punishment of rinsing is?
Washing means first taking off all the prisoners' clothes, then tying them up, and then pouring boiling water on the prisoners.
Remember, it’s boiling water.
After pouring the boiling water on the flesh, Jin Yiwei had to take an iron brush and scrub the human flesh hard.
When you were a child, did your friends who lived in the countryside see how the hair of pigs was removed after killing them?
Well, some time ago, Zhang Chen, the young man who deducted reimbursement from the Metropolitan Procuratorate's foreign missions, received this punishment, which was so miserable.
The intense pain caused him to faint and wake up several times in a short period of time.
Every time he thought he was going to die or be liberated, he was given a mouthful of life-sustaining potion by the big brother of Jin Yiwei.
"Spare...spare me...I'll say anything...just give me a good time."
Zhang Chen never imagined that his good life had only lasted three or four months, and he was not the main culprit, so why should he suffer this crime.
Besides, he didn’t get much money, so why treat him like this?
"Tell me, who else did Guo Huandu collude with? How much money did he embezzle from the imperial court?"
"Also, where did the money he spent on Momo go?"
The treasure in the secret room of the Guo Mansion is nothing. The ones in the west of Zhejiang Province are really important.
Jinyiwei Qianshi's eyes were like an eagle, but how could Zhang Chen know this?
"Sir, I'm just a boss. I just follow orders and do a small job of keeping false accounts. I don't know. I don't know anything..."
He really didn't know anything, otherwise he wouldn't have said it earlier.
"It seems the punishment is not enough. Let's give him some medicine. Bring us all the medicine."
This punishment is called drinking medicine, which means the prisoner is given all kinds of weird poisons, and when he is about to be tortured to death, he is given an antidote.
Repeated many times, it makes people suffer without mentioning it, and it also destroys people's will.
"No, I said, I said, His Royal Highness the King of Shu's Palace is the Minister of the Ministry of Industry... Qian... Qian... Mr. Guo often goes to western Zhejiang... I really don't know..."
"Grandpa, please spare me..."
Zhang Chen, who had been extremely arrogant in the past few days, was as obedient as a grandson in front of Jin Yiwei, and kept begging Jin Yiwei to let him go.
Zhan Hui's scalp felt numb when he saw it, and he couldn't help but ran out of the execution room and vomited several times.
Gu Chen thought it was okay and didn't feel nauseous. He glanced at the dying Zhang Chen and felt no sympathy at all.
This kind of person is like a vicious dog that bullies the weak and fears the strong. When the owner is in power, he will take advantage of it to bully the weak, but when he falls into the water, he will wag his tail and beg for mercy.
You deserve to be tortured to death!
Thinking about his next plan, Gu Chen felt that it was necessary to establish a good relationship with Zhan Hui and plan a whipping method.
He followed Zhan Hui out with his teacup and handed it to him after he finished vomiting.
"Master Zhan, have a sip of tea and rinse your mouth."
This is also not an easy job for him. He only entered the officialdom in his forties. Although he rose faster than anyone else, the experience was not pleasant.
"Hey, Xie Guangxi." Zhan Hui took the tea cup, cleared it and said, "How do you think this Jinyiwei came up with so many ways to torment people?"
"The Eagle Claw of the Tang Dynasty and the Imperial City Division of the Song Dynasty didn't have so many ways to torture people. Do you think that if the prisoner couldn't bear it and started arguing randomly, how many unjust cases would there be?"
Brush with boiling water and then use an iron brush?
Even if he was an iron man, he probably wouldn't be able to withstand such a torment, right?
Speaking of this, he suddenly thought of something and turned to look at Gu Chen in surprise.
"Don't you feel scared?"
Can young people today watch such bloody scenes?
"Xiaguan's house sells steamed buns." Gu Chen smiled without changing his expression: "Every morning, my family goes to the butcher's house to buy the freshest meat."
“After seeing more of the butcher’s operating techniques, I don’t feel scared anymore.”
"Besides, Wu Yong is fine, doesn't he feel anything at all?"
He should feel terrible, but he really didn't feel it.
You can't pretend to be scared, right?
