The farmer looked troubled: "Master, we farmers in the countryside live longing for the harvest from the fields all year round. How can we have any money!"
"Yes, sir, we can barely scrape together five hundred coins per load, but we really can't hand over these two taels of silver per load."
The steward's eyes were contemptuous: "Do you need food or money? I think you just don't want to pay! If you don't pay after the due date, just wait for the government officials to come to your door!"
"Come here, kick them out. Don't disturb the tranquility here!"
After the steward finished speaking, he walked away without paying attention to the pleas and shouts of the farmers.
Song Mingyuan didn't waste any time, speeding up to the warehouse, knocking out the people guarding outside, and ducked in.
There were not many gold, silver and jewelry in the warehouse, and Du Fanghai knew how to keep wealth hidden, but even if he hid everything under the ground, she could dig it out for him without missing a thing.
Song Mingyuan loaded the things in the warehouse into the space, then pushed open the cabinet containing antique calligraphy and paintings, and soon revealed the secret door hidden behind the cabinet.
Walking along the long secret passage, there is a dark room inside.
As soon as Song Mingyuan walked in, she saw the neatly piled gold wall. The ground was completely paved with jade, and there were eight night-light pearls alone.
The mountains of gold and silver inside are almost comparable to those in Lin Jingui's mansion.
Perhaps Du Fanghai often came here to rest. There was a bed and a set of tables and chairs in the darkroom. There were several account books on the table, and it was easy to see that they had been frequently turned over.
Song Mingyuan walked over and picked it up. The records on it were about the origins of these gold and silver treasures, including those who had embezzled disaster relief funds and those who had difficulty in making money for the country.
The grain they collected from the people was not stored in the granary, but was sold at a high price when a disaster occurred and food was needed to save lives.
No wonder it can hoard so much gold and silver, all of which are the blood and sweat of the common people.
Song Mingyuan took the account book and with a thought, he collected the gold and silver in the darkroom, including the jade that covered the floor, into the space.
When I went out, I also moved the grain they had stored up, one sack after another, two large warehouses.
Since you want to raise troops, money and food are both essential.
Song Mingyuan has already thought about it. If Lu Wanzhen's path doesn't work, she can take another path.
With double protection and being prepared, it is impossible for the Dog Emperor to live to the end of his life anyway.
After the money was taken away, Song Mingyuan did not intend to keep the lives of these dog officials. The more greedy ones were beaten to death, the less greedy ones were directly maimed, and they were directly strangled to death because of the theft from the house.
Several county officials died in Fuyang County one after another, causing people to panic. Even Du Fanghai, who was about to go to investigate the scene after hearing the news, was shot down by an unknown object in full view of the public. He hit his head on the ground and died on the spot.
The farmers who were driven out by the housekeeper waited on the street for half an hour in the cold wind with their last hope before Du Fanghai arrived.
Before they could speak, they were almost knocked over by his horse and stepped on them. They were so shocked that they returned to the roadside and saw Du Fanghai being hit by something and falling off his horse.
He hit the ground head first, and his neck was retracted by the blow.
"hiss……"
They gasped when they saw it. It fell like this, and they were afraid that they were dead.
Passers-by who saw this scene screamed and ran away in panic, but they refused to leave directly and only watched from a distance.
"My lord? My lord?"
The accompanying officials gathered around Du Fanghai with pale faces, not daring to touch Du Fanghai. After shouting twice, there was no response. Only then did someone swallow his saliva and go up to sniff.
His throat tightened when he touched it, and he was so frightened that he almost fell to the ground.
The adults just disappeared in front of them?
In less than two days, two county magistrates and three or four county officials died in their Fuyang County?
The onlookers also realized that Du Fanghai was gone. Just when they were filled with fear, many papers suddenly fell from the sky.
These floating papers instantly attracted everyone's attention.
"What's this?"
"It seems to be a ledger."
This street used to be full of businesses, and the most indispensable thing was knowledgeable people. They could recognize at a glance that this was a ledger for accounting.
Someone curiously stretched out his hand to catch the paper that fell in front of him.
When he read the contents on the paper clearly, the expression on his face, which had just been sympathetic to Du Fanghai's misfortune on the street, instantly froze and turned into raging anger.
"Dog officer! Something worse than a pig or a dog!"
"How much hard-earned money has been stolen from the people? Why do they collect so much grain every year, but they end up eating it in their stomachs?"
"Beast, we were short of food due to drought the year before last, and our fields had no harvest, so we were just waiting for the imperial court to send disaster relief food! These sons of bitches, I really thought the imperial court didn't distribute the disaster relief food, but they turned out to be selling them all at high prices! "
Everyone who saw these accounts clearly had their eyes red with anger, wishing they could pick up Du Fanghai and whip him to death.
When some illiterate people heard this, they gritted their teeth and stared at Du Fanghai's body with hatred.
"How many people died due to lack of food during the drought that year! They are not human beings, how could they be so heartless!"
"I also thought that when the new official takes office, our people's life will be easier. It turns out that they are all the same. Die well! Die well! God has eyes!"
There were a lot of curses on the street, and some people even turned their anger on the officers and soldiers and threw stones at them, which seemed to have aroused public outrage.
The accompanying officials had their heads smashed several times. They knew that if they publicly searched for the murderer, they would be beaten even more severely, so they could only carry Du Fanghai's body to Yizhuang first.
"What should we do? The county magistrate is dead, and Master Wang and the county magistrate who were in charge are also dead. What are we going to do now?"
"We can't find a few more people to take over temporarily. At this time, I'm afraid no one is willing to take over."
Two county magistrates died in succession, and several more county magistrates died. No one knew whether the next one would be similarly precarious.
"Didn't our county government have an official from the capital? Our county magistrate has to call him your lord. You... you go and inform him and ask him to come."
When everyone saw Du Fanghai's death, they felt that it was particularly shocking.
After Song Mingyuan distributed the accounts along the street, she found that she was being targeted by many people. Now she is still on the wanted list, and there are only a lot more people who want to kill her.
Not to mention she made such a big fuss.
However, she had put on a disguise and was not worried about being recognized. She just calmly turned into the alley that led to all directions, and used several turns to blindly escape the pursuers behind her.
When Song Mingyuan was in Fuyang County, sweeping the county official's mansion to clean out every moth, the news that the imperial tomb had been stolen was also spread to the palace quickly.
Emperor Shun'an, who was the first person in history to attend the morning court standing up, was so furious when he heard the news that he fainted in the empty imperial study room.
When he woke up, his lips trembled slightly, and the first thing he asked was: "When will Master Faxiang enter the palace?"
