Life is a wonderful drama, no one knows what he will experience in the next moment.
Wang Renzhong originally thought that Zhu Ji and Liu Tong were unworthy of publicity, but as soon as he turned around, they turned into Jin Yiwei and put a knife on his neck.
He didn't have time to think about why the Jinyiwei people came to Ningbo. Could it be that those gangstered families had such wild ways that a piece of paper could reach the capital.
If true.
Something big is going to happen in Yingtian Mansion.
"Master Wang, please send someone to invite Mr. Zhou over."
"Yes, yes. The person here is Ying Ning Tiancheng's shopkeeper, and he knows a lot." Wang Renzhong suddenly pointed to the fat man next to him and said.
Then, Zhu Ji and Liu Tong both turned their attention to the fat man. Before they could speak, there was already a noise outside the government office.
Hundreds of Jinyi guards swarmed in and closed the door casually.
They were all wearing casual clothes, but they all had knives in their hands. Qianhu, the leader, took out his badge and entered the lobby unimpeded.
Ying Ning Tiancheng, the shopkeeper, saw this scene and his heart was filled with despair. He knew that these things in Ningbo City had been spread to the sky.
Now even a third-grade inspector can't stop yelling, and maybe those officials in Yingtian Mansion can't stop yelling either.
The fat shopkeeper looked at the menacing Jin Yiwei, lowered his head, and then suddenly raised his head again.
That's not right, Mr. Zhou, why is he still bruised and swollen in the crowd?
After so many Jin Yiwei entered the government office and completely controlled the situation, Liu Tong removed the dagger from Wang Renzhong's neck.
"Master Commander, Master Tongzhi, followed a fat man from Ying Ning Tiancheng and caught a suspicious person." A Qianhu said and pushed Mr. Zhou out.
At this time, Mr. Zhou was still holding a calligraphy and painting tube in his arms. He looked at the inspector, his own wage earners, and two middle-aged men who had never been masked before, without panicking.
"No matter who you are, I will never let you go. My father, Zhou Ninghuai, the left minister of the Ministry of Civil Affairs of Yingtian Mansion, do you know what the left minister of the Ministry of Civil Affairs is..."
Everyone looked at him without saying a word. There must be something wrong with this kid's head.
"My father's left minister Zhou Ninghuai..."
"Sir, please stop talking. Each of these two adults has a higher official position than your father. They are from the capital." The fat shopkeeper couldn't stand it anymore and said.
"Humph, what about the officials from the capital? My uncle is also an official in the capital. He is Zhou Ningqian, the fifth-rank censor of the Metropolitan Procuratorate. You broke into my house for no reason, beat me, and made this innocent man suffer all kinds of humiliation. , I will also sue you."
The fat shopkeeper sighed heavily, "Good guy, you are really a stupid son of a landlord. You have revealed all the connections in your family before being interrogated. Are you going to have to deal with Ying Ning Tiancheng later?" All the officials behind him spoke out. It was scary. Didn't you see that the inspector next to you was trembling? biquge.biz
"Has he always been so brave?" Liu Tong looked at the fat shopkeeper and asked sincerely.
The fat shopkeeper smiled awkwardly.
"Take what he has in his hand." Liu Tong looked at Mr. Zhou and said calmly.
"Oh, no, this won't work..." As soon as Mr. Zhou heard that he wanted to take the calligraphy and painting in his hand, he was unhappy and said quickly.
But before he finished speaking, Qianhu hit him with a fist and became speechless. Then his precious calligraphy and painting tube was also snatched away by Qianhu.
"You are really robbers, no, there is no king's law, there is no justice..."
However, at this time, no one paid attention to Mr. Zhou’s painful complaints.
After Liu Tong took the calligraphy and painting tube, he took out a piece of calligraphy and painting, opened it and took a look: "What are the messy words..."
Wang Renzhong, who was absent-minded on the side, glanced at the calligraphy and painting after listening to Liu Tong's words. Just this glance made him forget his situation and he could no longer open his eyes.
Seeing Liu Tong trying to re-roll the calligraphy and painting, Wang Renzhong hurriedly said: "Hey, Mr. Tongzhi, don't rush to co-write, let me take a look."
Liu Tong was not so stingy, so he casually gave the calligraphy and painting to Wang Renzhong.
After Wang Renzhong looked at it for a while, he shouted: "This, this is the thin gold body, this, this is the peony poem."
"This is actually spread throughout the world. I didn't expect that at this stage, I would actually be able to see the original work."
Wang Renzhong lost his composure.
"What is this?" Even Zhu Ji was a little curious. Wang Renzhong was already at an extremely low level. Why did he look so excited now?
"The peony poems written by Emperor Huizong of the Song Dynasty are treasures handed down from generation to generation."
After listening to Wang Renzhong's words, Zhu Ji didn't say much. How could the calligraphy and painting written by a subjugated king be described as a treasure handed down from ancient times? He felt a little disdainful in his heart. This is how these scholars make a fuss.
But Liu Tong hurriedly asked: "Is it valuable?"
Wang Renzhong looked at Liu Tong excitedly: "A thousand pieces of gold are easy to get, but an authentic work is hard to find. Just this one, one hundred thousand taels of silver, or two hundred thousand can't be bought."
After Zhu Ji heard this, he was no longer calm. He quickly took the calligraphy and painting from Wang Renzhong's hand, and then restrained it again.
"This is the stolen property from Jin Yiwei's case. It must be registered and kept well."
Then Zhu Ji looked at the fat shopkeeper Ying Ning Tiancheng.
"Should you tell everything you know, or should I wait until I finish punishing you and your Mr. Zhou?"
After hearing this, the fat shopkeeper hurriedly walked down the high platform and knelt on the ground: "Sir, there is still a sum of silver in Ningbo City. There is 120,000 taels of silver in Liujiazhuang in the west of the city. I think it will be shipped in the next few days. Let's go, sir, bring more people with you so that you can keep all the money. Two adults, after what you said, can the younger one survive?"
"go on……"
"Yes, sir, there is a treasury in Suzhou City, which contains 280,000 taels of silver. This silver is used for management, but there has never been a cashier. If you go and check it now, you will definitely find something."
"Sir, can the villain survive?"
Zhu Ji sighed: "Continue talking..."
"In Yingtianfu City, there is Qiansouyuan. It was built by Yingtianfu at the beginning of the benevolent government of the imperial court. Elderly people over eighty years old in the countryside of Fucheng can live in Qiansouyuan. In the last courtyard, It is a living shrine to His Majesty."
"It was built by Yingtian Mansion in order to please Xu Youzhen, the censor of Zuodu of the Metropolitan Procuratorate. However, during the construction, Zhou Shilang had some tampering. Below the shrine is Ying Ning Tiancheng's largest bank in Yingtian Mansion. Treasury, I don’t know how much has been transferred out now, but there are 920,000 taels of silver recorded in the secret account book.”
This fat shopkeeper is one of the core figures of Ying Ning Tiancheng and knows a lot, but he is also a standard businessman and has no loyalty to the master he calls.
"Two adults, can the younger one survive after talking so much?"
"If you can catch up with all this money, I will protect your life."
Mr. Zhou on the side listened to the fat shopkeeper tell him everything he knew. He was furious and jumped on the fat shopkeeper, punching him one after another. However, the fat shopkeeper's fighting ability was not beyond compare. Yes, before Jin Yiwei could react, the fat shopkeeper came over and a flexible dog stretched out his legs and kicked Mr. Zhou in the abdomen, giving himself a chance to breathe, and then kicked him again... ………
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