In Dali Temple, the lights are still brightly lit.
The huge shadow hidden behind Li Bailiang's case made everyone in Dali Temple dare not relax.
Yang Qingyuan gave the account books stolen by Ye Jianhan to the scribes in Dali Temple for copying, and then asked the kitchen of Dali Temple to steam steamed meat buns for everyone.
"Zhiyuan! Did Li Afu gain anything from there?"
Yang Qingyuan also sent steamed buns to Di Zhiyuan and others who had been in the interrogation room, and asked about the interrogation questions.
Di Zhiyuan took a bite of the mutton bun and shook his head, "Still refused to say anything. He kept insisting that he had confessed truthfully!"
Di Zhiyuan is also a veteran who has been responsible for criminal cases for many years, and he also has considerable experience in interrogation. Even his interrogation has difficulty in achieving results. If this Li Afu has not received strict training, then he really does not know the truth.
Yang Qingyuan also touched a bun and started eating it. His eyes suddenly lit up as soon as he took the bite.
Di Zhiyuan on the side also noticed Yang Qingyuan's strange behavior and asked, "Sir, do you have a solution?!"
"No! I want to say that these mutton buns are really delicious. The mutton inside is alternately fat and lean, fat but not greasy. It should have been grilled over charcoal fire before being wrapped in it. A variety of condiments were added to it. The mutton flavor is blended with..."
Halfway through, Yang Qingyuan suddenly realized something.
Sure enough, Di Zhiyuan on the side was looking at him dumbfounded.
"Ahem..." Yang Qingyuan coughed slightly and forcibly changed the subject, "Zhiyuan, please put the matter at hand aside for a moment. Let's go see if we can find any clues in Caobang's account books."
Di Zhiyuan was also attracted by the Caobang account books mentioned by Yang Qingyuan, "Sir, where did you get the Caobang account books?"
"Ye Jianhan stole it!" Yang Qingyuan rubbed his head in embarrassment. In the new century, according to the illegal evidence exclusion rules of procedural law, this cannot be used as evidence to determine the facts of the case.
Still in Da Zhou, Di Zhiyuan showed a trace of smile and envy on his face. It's great to have masters like Ye Jianhan and Yang Qingyuan who come and go.
The two people took the copied copy from the scribe and read it.
After the two looked through it, they found that the bills Ye Jianhan had stolen from Caobang were only for the past two months. The previous bills may have been collected by Caobang and were not in the accounting room.
Yang and Di casually flipped through a few pages of the account books, and the more they read, the more angry they became. What the Cao Gang had done was really a cancer.
Almost all the porters, boatmen, and trackers who make a living at several freight terminals in the capital are controlled by the Cao Gang.
The current Emperor of Zhou can be said to be a benevolent emperor. He is as considerate to the people as the previous emperor. He pays a tax of thirty to one for labor and service. Such a light tax has never been seen in ancient times.
But the Caobang people had to take 30% of the remuneration of the dock boatmen and porters, which was ten times the imperial tax.
Not only that, Caobang also united with large shipping merchants and cargo merchants to continuously lower the wages of boatmen and porters, and used this to collect benefits from merchants.
It can be said that, covertly and covertly, most of the interests of boatmen and porters have been usurped by the Cao Gang, and only 30% to 40% can really be in their hands.
This is also one of the reasons why Yang Qingyuan has not had much favorable impression of the Jianghu Gang.
Putting aside these distracting thoughts for the time being, Yang Qingyuan carefully looked at the account book in his hand.
According to the records in the account books, Anjia has been employing the most people at the water transport terminal recently. This is mutually confirmed with the previous records of the Water Transport Department. Anjia has definitely had problems with water transport in recent months.
Di Zhiyuan also kept writing and recording information on the side, comparing it with the previous case files of the Water Transport Department.
Yang Qingyuan handed over the task of comparison, and he was going to meet with the director of the Water Transport Department.
Outside the temporary detention cell in Dali Temple, several detectives who were eating mutton buns saw their master coming. They immediately put down the buns in their hands and stood up to salute.
"Master Yang!"
Yang Qingyuan motioned for them to sit down, "No need to be polite!"
"What about the boy who came to cause trouble tonight?!"
The leader of the police officers swallowed the buns in his mouth with a helpless expression on his face, "Don't tell me, sir, that boy has a very stubborn temper. When I brought him food in the evening, he refused to eat! He said he just starved to death. Even if you die in prison, you won’t be able to eat anything from our Dali Temple!”
"Eh?!" Yang Qingyuan thought thoughtfully. He seemed to have heard these words somewhere!
"Okay! You guys can eat! I'll go see him!"
When several of the detectives heard this, they were about to get up, but Yang Qingyuan pressed down slightly with the real energy in his palm, "Don't worry about me, keep eating!"
Yang Qingyuan took a plate of steamed buns and went into the prison alone.
Liu Jibai was Liu Bin's only son. He had never suffered hardship since he was a child. Now he was beaten twenty times by Yang Qingyuan and put in prison without eating. He felt sad for a moment.
I have never been so wronged.
Seeing Yang Qingyuan coming in from the entrance, Liu Jibai subconsciously wanted to turn his head away, but the movement was so large that it affected the wound on his hip, causing him to cry out in pain.
Yang Qingyuan couldn't help but laugh when he saw Liu Jibai's behavior. He had just sent people to investigate this dandy. Don't tell me, he really wasn't a bad person.
The most he does is to fight with others, get jealous, fight and curse, or skip work to drink wine. At most, he is an ineffective gangster.
To be honest, he is not a bad person, especially the latter. Yang Qingyuan's brother Li often goes to Qingwuyuan to drink during Yingmao? ! It can only show that the work attitude is not correct.
"Want to eat?" Yang Qingyuan walked to Liu Jibai, squatted down, and handed him a mutton bun in his hand.
Liu Jibai swallowed a sip of saliva, and after much hesitation, he took the bun from Yang Qingyuan's hand and quickly stuffed it into his mouth.
As soon as he took a bite, the aroma of mutton overflowed, which made Liu Jibai, who was used to this delicious food, his eyes light up and he started to eat hungrily.
“It smells so good!”
While eating, Liu Jibai expressed his approval of the Dali Temple kitchen.
"I've never... never... eaten... such good buns!!"
Yang Qingyuan also handed the remaining four buns to Liu Jibai.
Liu Jibai was not polite and ate all the remaining four buns in one go!
"We've finished eating! Then let me ask you something!" Yang Qingyuan said looking at the satisfied Liu Jibai.
"Okay! Just ask!"
Liu Jibai is a principled playboy who is short-tongued.
"Are you responsible for approving and recording goods in the Water Transport Department?!"
Liu Jibai shook his head honestly, "Although I am the head of the Water Transport Department, except for the two scribes I brought, almost no one in the yamen listens to me. My father said that this place is owned by the prince and the king of Chu." This must be a battleground, let me stay here safely and don't cause trouble! So every time the goods are approved, others will do it, and I will be responsible for stamping the seal! You just need another dog to do the work I do. You can do it too!!”
Yang Qingyuan: "..."
