How dare Feng Shangyong play tricks.
In addition to hoping that his third son will arrive as soon as possible to rescue him.
It was only up to Xu Yi to write whatever he said.
Xu Yi calmed down and asked slowly: "Let me ask you, where is the disaster relief food that Jingzhao Mansion gave you?"
Feng Shangyong did not dare to hide it, and wrote a line of words on the paper tremblingly: "Most of them were sold to other trading houses, and the rest are in the Feng family granary in Huaidefang."
Xu Yi glanced at the handwriting and winked at Huo Chenghu beside him.
Huo Chenghu nodded and hurriedly passed what Feng Shangyong had written to the government officials behind him.
After hearing this, the yamen officer quickly picked up his pen and wrote.
Xu Yi then asked again: "Which firms were they sold to? At what price? Where did the money go?"
Feng Shangyong slowly wrote on the paper: "They are all little-known small businesses."
"The price of each small business is different, the minimum is one tael of silver and one stone of rice."
"The most you can get is four taels of silver and one stone of rice."
"The money gained is all in the hands of the third young master. The younger one just secretly sold some rice to some acquaintances at the market price."
"The rice that comes out of the hands of a child is not worth a stone. I hope the adults can learn from it."
At present, the price of rice in Chang'an City has been soared to a penny, so you still need to have connections to buy it.
It doesn't matter, I can only buy rice at the price of six taels of silver and one stone.
As for these little-known small businesses that Feng Shangyong said, the highest they could get was only four taels of silver, and the minimum was one tael of silver and one stone of rice.
What is this concept? Before the drought broke out, the price of rice in Chang'an City was one tael of silver per stone.
If you say there is nothing fishy here, I would believe it.
If there were no big forces behind those small trading houses, would the Qingzhou Feng family watch with their own eyes the wasted money being made by others?
Xu Yi asked in a deep voice: "Where is the account book?"
Feng Shangyong paused, a trace of struggle flashed in his eyes.
"Huh?" Xu Yi snorted coldly, looking at Feng Shangyong without any trace of his eyes, as if as long as he dared to play any tricks, Xu Yi would directly let him have a taste of Ling Chi.
Feng Shangyong's back instantly bent even more, as if he was lying on the desk.
With a trembling right hand, he wrote: "All the account books are in the hands of Third Young Master. There is only one copy here, which I secretly copied while Third Young Master was not paying attention."
"Can I exchange this ledger for a dog's life?"
Perhaps, this is the fundamental reason why Feng Shangyong can run rampant in Feng Mansion.
Xu Yi pondered for a moment, looking inadvertently at the hundreds of servants kneeling on the ground, secretly looking at Feng Shangyong's back from time to time.
From their eyes, Xu Yi saw hatred, happiness, and even madness that he wanted to eat their flesh raw.
Xu Yi withdrew his gaze and said slowly, "Okay, as long as you answer every question, I won't take your life away from you."
The words are over.
A trace of relaxation flashed in Feng Shangyong's eyes, and he wrote gratitude and flattery on the paper.
"Okay, there's no need to write flattery words." Xu Yi urged in a deep voice. @·No mistake first release~~
Feng Shangyong hurriedly paused his pen tip and slowly wrote in another line: "The account book is in the secret compartment under the bed of the small living room."
Xu Yi looked at Zhao Shou and ordered: "Take two people with you."
"Obey the order!" Zhao Shou saluted with clasped fists and turned to leave.
Xu Yi added uneasily: "Be careful."
"Obey the order!" Zhao Shou paused and responded solemnly.
Xu Yi looked at Feng Shangyong again and said in a deep voice: "Don't play tricks. You know the consequences of playing tricks."
Feng Shangyong hurriedly wrote: "The little ones don't dare, the little ones don't dare."
Xu Yi observed for a moment and saw that there was nothing strange on Feng Shangyong's face.
Then he continued to ask: "Where is your third son now?"
Feng Shangyong hesitated for a moment and wrote slowly: "Yesterday, the Third Young Master sent a message saying that he would come to the other courtyard to check today."
"However, Third Young Master only mentioned today and did not specify the specific time."
"Yixiao. (The next page is more exciting!)
Look, if the Third Young Master has not shown up after half an hour, he should have gone to Zuixiang Tower. "
Xu Yi heard this and asked in confusion: "Where is Zuixiang Tower?"
Feng Shangyong glanced at Xu Yi in surprise, then hurriedly lowered his head and continued to write: "Zuixiang House is a Western Region brothel in the West City."
"The master behind it is a big cannibal, and all the women in it are beauties from the big food country."
"Today is the day when the new four great dancers of Dashi Country welcome guests for the first time."
"I heard the Third Young Master talking about the new four dancing girls more than once before."
"I think it's very likely that Third Young Master went here first."
Xu Yi ignored the matter of Zuixianglou and asked in a deep voice: "How do you ensure that Feng Youfang will definitely come today?"
Feng Shangyong wrote without hesitation: "Even though the Third Young Master is a miserable person, he still inherits the integrity of the Feng family in his bones. If the Third Young Master says he will come today, he will definitely come. It's just that the time has not yet been determined."
"This little one can guarantee it with his life."
Integrity?
Xu Yi shook his head noncommittally and put the matter aside for the time being.
He walked towards the government servant behind Feng Shangyong.
The yamen officer quickly stood up and presented the confession he had just written to Xu Yi with both hands.
Xu Yi reached out to take the confession and looked at it carefully.
Put it on the desk in front of Feng Shangyong and said calmly: "Sign and seal it."
Feng Shangyong took a quick glance at the confession, and countless beads of sweat the size of soybeans appeared on his forehead.
He hurriedly moved the confession and wrote quickly on the paper below: "The adults promised the little ones, and they don't want the little ones to die."
Xu Yi looked calmly and said calmly: "The signature and the pledge do not conflict with my promise."
"Also." Xu Yi paused and continued: "Remember, this is not a discussion, but an order."
Feng Shangyong raised his head and glanced at Xu Yi's cold eyes, and his body couldn't help but tremble again.
Then he slowly picked up the pen and wrote his name on the confession.
As soon as the name was written, Xu Yi threw a piece of blood-red ink pad.
Feng Shangyong had no choice but to do as he was told.
In fact, Feng Shangyong really needs to thank Huo Chenghu, if Huo Chenghu hadn't carried a piece of ink pad with him.
The red used for today's painting will definitely be his own blood.
"The other copy is also signed and stamped." Xu Yi looked at the slightly messy rice paper on the desk and said calmly.
It doesn't take a while.
Zhao Shou ran over quickly holding an account book.
"Sixth Master." Zhao Shou quickly handed the account book to Xu Yi before he had time to breathe.
Xu Yi took the account book behind him and looked at it carefully.
The account book in hand records many entries and exits from the warehouse. Although it is somewhat fragmented in time, it can be clearly seen that there is a large amount of information missing in it.
However, this can also prove that Feng Shangyong did not hide anything. @*~~
After a while.
Xu Yi took all the account books and two confessions into his arms.
The harvest far exceeded expectations, but at the same time it also made the situation more dangerous.
Xu Yi calmed down and looked at the squatting servants in the corner.
Then he ordered in a deep voice: "Huo Chenghu."
Huo Chenghu's body trembled, he stepped forward and said loudly: "My subordinate is here."
Xu Yi pointed at the hundreds of servants squatting in the corner and ordered: "Untie their ropes and order them to continue cooking porridge."
"If anyone escapes without authorization, he will be shot without mercy!"
Xu Yi's words did not avoid anyone.
Huo Chenghu heard it, and even more so the servants of the Feng Mansion.
Without waiting for Huo Chenghu's response.
Xu Yi continued: "Every pot of porridge strictly follows the highest requirements of the Dazhou Law. When the chopsticks are put into the pot, it is impartial."
Huo Chenghu clasped his hands and said respectfully: "I obey the order!"
Following Xu Yi's order.
The Feng Mansion became busy again.
It doesn't take a while.
The smoke from the kitchen curls up into the sky, and when the breeze blows, the whole Huaidefang is filled with the smell of rice.
Countless people who didn't know why couldn't help but brush their hands after smelling the aroma of rice. (The next page is more exciting!)
The ground paused.
The eyes were full of disbelief, as if to say, the sun is rising in the west.
At this time, the businessmen and common people who could not enter Feng Mansion began to explain.
In a short time, the news that Jing Zhaoyin led people to seal down the Feng Family Courtyard spread like wildfire.
pity.
The Fangmen had long been assigned to the Ministry of Punishment by Xu Yi, and for a while the news could only circulate back and forth in Huaidefang.
As the news spread more widely in Huaidefang, the entrance of Feng Mansion was already crowded with people.
What's more, they spontaneously blocked all other Feng Mansion villas in Huaidefang.
Waiting for Xu Yi to lead his people to deal with them.
It is true that there are few who offer help in times of trouble and many who add insult to injury.
Especially for a powerful and wealthy family like the Qingzhou Feng family, which has been strong for decades, it is inevitable that there will be countless enemies waiting to add insult to injury. Update without error@
What's more, who Jing Zhaoyin is today is no longer a secret in Chang'an City.
...
The Feng Mansion Courtyard has just begun to be busy in an orderly manner.
Xu Yi took Zhao Shou and more than ten people to the Feng Mansion Granary.
After the officials opened the granaries, they were shocked to find that all the granaries in the Feng Mansion's courtyard were full.
Based on a simple estimate, it is at least nearly 20,000 stones.
And this is just a separate courtyard.
"Send the order to Kaiyuan! Thirty officials and seventy students will be left in front of the Jingzhao Mansion. The rest will all be transferred to the Feng Family Villa in Huaidefang!"
"Call Yang Xian'an, except for the carriages that have left the city for disaster relief, I will mobilize as many carriages as there are for me!"
"Send the order to the leaders of the strong squads to work together and quickly recruit a thousand strong men to come here!"
Xu Yi issued three orders in an orderly manner.
Every path points to Huaidefang.
Huo Chenghu heard this and quickly clasped his fists and said: "I obey the order!"
The words are over.
Several government officials quickly passed through the gate of Feng Mansion.
He strode towards the fast horse.
So much food, such a big case.
Even if all the meat is eaten by Jing Zhaoyin and their superiors, so what?
The inadvertently spilled soup and water are enough to benefit them for a lifetime.
As for getting promoted and making a fortune? Of course it's a no brainer.
For them, if they don’t fight hard now, when will they wait?
"Get out of the way! Get out of the way quickly!"
"The Jingzhao Mansion is working with the Criminal Department Yamen to handle the case. Anyone who is not involved should retreat immediately!"
"Drive! Drive! Drive!"
Trembling roars came from the mouths of the government officials.
Just like hungry wolves about to eat the most delicious mutton.
No one can stop them!
...
Everyone in Jingzhao Mansion has not arrived yet.
The porridge and rice in Feng Mansion's courtyard have been cooked.
The rich fragrance of porridge and rice enveloped the entire Feng Mansion Courtyard.
It evoked waves of cooing sounds.
Xu Yi walked towards the stove. He could tell with the naked eye whether the porridge and rice were good or not without any inspection.
"Oh, it's a pity that Old Song is dead." Just when Xu Yigang was about to turn around.
Suddenly a low murmur came from behind.
Xu Yi knew clearly in his heart that Old Song had poured half a bowl of rice too much because of his slippery hands, and was pushed into the stove by Feng Shangyong and burned alive.
Xu Yi sighed and said to himself: "I will definitely leave in the end. It's not troublesome enough to take Feng Shangyong with me, so why not just leave him in the Feng Mansion Villa."
"Oh, no, no, no, Feng Shangyong's thigh is injured at this time and he is unsteady on his feet. What should he do if he falls into the stove?"
"I promised not to take his life."
"Forget it, forget it." Xu Yi shook his head and said to himself: "If he accidentally fell into the stove, it can only be blamed on his bad luck. He was destined to have this disaster. What does it have to do with me? I didn't kill him. .”
Xu Yi shook his head and immediately stepped away from the stove.
The Feng family servant who was muttering in a low voice was left alone, clenching his hands and lowering his head, not knowing what he was thinking.
Xu Yi. (The next page is more exciting!)
Looking at Huo Chenghu beside him, he ordered: "Organize these servants and load all the porridge and rice into the truck."
Huo Chenghu clasped his fists in agreement, and then quickly went to make arrangements.
When the porridge and rice are all loaded into the truck.
Yang Xian'an took the lead in appearing on the street in front of Feng Mansion with his motorcade.
"Everyone give way, everyone give way."
"We are here under the orders of Master Jing Zhaoyin, and I would like to ask you to clear a way."
Yang Xian'an and others shouted all the way until Jing Zhaoyin's name was mentioned, and the crowd of people watching on the street dispersed to both sides.
After a while.
Yang Xian'an walked into the Feng Mansion Courtyard sweating profusely.
"Sixth Master!" Yang Xian'an shouted loudly before he got close.
After witnessing it with his own eyes these past few days, Yang Xianan was truly convinced of Xu Yi.
He burst into laughter more than once in his sleep.
Following Xu Yi, are you still worried about not having a bright future?
Xu Yi smiled and greeted, "It came quite quickly."
Yang Xian'an grinned and said, "After receiving the message from Mr. Liu, I really didn't dare to stay for a breath."
Xu Yi shook his head and chuckled: "Have you ever seen those carriages and rice porridge at the door?"
Yang Xian'an couldn't help but put away the smile on his face and said solemnly: "Return to Mr. Liu, I saw it."
Xu Yi ordered: "Find some reliable people to bring those porridge and rice to the Jinguang Gate to provide relief."
"Follow the order!" As soon as Xu Yi finished speaking, Yang Xian'an responded loudly.
If nothing unexpected happens, the disaster relief outside Jinguang Gate will also belong to them in the future.
Xu Yi suppressed the smile on his face and removed the Jingzhao Yin official seal from his waist. @
He solemnly handed it over to Yang Xian'an.
He ordered: "There are nearly 20,000 shi of grain in the granary of the Feng Family Courtyard. Officials from the Jingzhao Mansion will come later and cooperate with them to count all the grain and record every data."
"In addition, there are several Feng family villas in Huaidefang. Search them all and leave no one behind!"
"The seized property will be collected and stored in a centralized manner, and people will be dispatched to guard against it."
"The seized grain will be collected and transferred to the official warehouse after statistics."
"If you don't have enough manpower, just hire them. If you still don't have enough, you can take out some silver and hire nearby merchants."
"No matter what, all the food must be transported away before dark."
After finishing speaking, Xu Yi looked at Yang Xian'an solemnly.
Yang Xian'an straightened his face and said loudly: "I obey the order! I swear to the death to live up to the expectations of the Sixth Master!"
Xu Yi patted Yang Xian'an on the shoulder and said: "During this period, if anyone from the Feng family dares to stop him! No matter who it is, they will be captured!"
"If someone with high authority comes to intercede, no matter who it is, they will ignore it! Just ask them to wait for my return!"
"Follow the order!" Yang Xian'an solemnly clasped his fists, and then asked doubtfully: "Where are you going, Master Six?"
Xu Yi grinned, looked at where the West City was, and said with a chuckle: "Go meet the third young master of the Feng family."
Han Tong's evidence could overthrow Feng Shangyong, but unfortunately Feng Shangyong was too arrogant and could not use the evidence, which was already a heinous crime.
The evidence of Feng Shangyong's crime can easily bring down the Feng family of Huaidefang and the third son of Feng.
This time Xu Yi personally took people to meet with the Third Young Master Feng. His purpose was self-evident. Naturally, he wanted to bring down the entire Feng family.
As well as those big and small aristocratic families who hide behind the scenes and collude with the Feng family.
Time waits for no one. Once everyone in Jingzhao Mansion arrives, it will inevitably cause a stir in the entire Chang'an City.
But there was no way, Feng Shangyong was so awesome, and everything went so smoothly.
If everything goes well, Xu Yi must search all the Feng Family Courtyard in Huaidefang before midnight.
All the grain is transferred away.
Only in this way can we prevent small accidents such as long nights and frequent dreams and accidental water leakage. "
The words are over.
Xu Yi patted Yang Xianan's shoulder again.
Immediately, he led Zhao Shou, Huo Chenghu, and the Yamen of the Punishment Department, and left the Feng Mansion Courtyard in a mighty manner.
As soon as everyone went out, they were greeted by countless people who wanted to inquire about the news and wanted to get killed. (The next page is more exciting!)
The people in Jingxiashi were surrounded by water. @
Xu Yi cleared his throat and said loudly: "Jingzhao Mansion is working with the Criminal Department to handle the case. Anyone who is not involved must retreat quickly, otherwise they will be punished as an accomplice."
It seemed like a scolding, but in fact Xu Yi's words revealed a lot of information.
Most of the people present were businessmen. After hearing this, they quickly moved to both sides with satisfaction.
Not only did he take the initiative to get out of the way, he also assisted the officials of the Ministry of Justice to completely clear the traffic.
There was no time to chat with them too much, and time waited for no one, so Yang Xian'an did the greetings.
Xu Yi and others quickly got on their horses, and a group of dozens of people marched towards the West City in a mighty manner. .
