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Chapter 8 Confiscation

In fact, Ai Youzhi is about to leave office. If he doesn't give it a try, his position will be in vain.

According to Wang Hongyu, Zou Yuanbiao is about to leave the army, and the chieftains of Southwest Guizhou also need to be dealt with specifically. This is the time when people like him are needed. However, there is news that a new magistrate of Yang County will be appointed, and he will not have any subsequent job arrangements.

I'm afraid I won't be able to wait until my mentor comes back, so it's better to follow Wang Hongyu now than to go home and wait for arrangements.

"Those who store grain and drive up prices are mostly in the north of the city, those who traffic in illegal salt are mostly by the river in the east of the city, and most of the land in the south of the city has been embezzled. The evidence is conclusive, and it is all related to Master Zhang. A memorial can be written within half a day."

"The memorial is the second most important thing. We need to check it directly and grasp the evidence firmly." Wang Hongyu's eyes flashed with tears. Wasn't it just for this moment that he had been chatting so much.

"How to check? The sixth room of the third class of the county government no longer listens to X's arrangements. Everything must be nodded and approved by the chief clerk before obeying orders." Ai Youzhi got angry when he mentioned the chief clerk.

"It sounds like most of the evidence is outside the city, so it will be easy to handle. Without further delay, the county magistrate will follow me and leave immediately!"

"Uh... the private salt dealer protected by Chief Zhang has more than 30 gangsters with knives!"

"More than 30? It's really filling your teeth~"

The magistrate of Ai County issued an official document to arrest the smuggled salt dealers and stamped it with the county seal. But can they be arrested in this way?

"You pay me and I will suppress the bandits."

"OK!"

Magistrate Ai is about to leave office. Is he still afraid of using the county's money and food? The prerequisite is that he can pay off the bandits and shut up the chief clerk.

"I am a martial artist!"

Wang Hongyu took the official document and strode out in a dashing way. Looking at the strong and handsome back, Ai Youzhi didn't react for a moment.

Then I saw him pull out a terrifying sledgehammer from his bag. The hammer was completely iron-black and exuded a cold metallic luster. Just looking at it made me feel scary.

Ai Youzhi was almost dumbfounded on the spot, but the arrow was on the string and had to be fired.

"Forget it, it's up to him!"

...

Outside Liangxiang County, there is a steady stream of boats on the Xiaoqing River.

Most of the ships were transporting agricultural goods or carrying passengers to the capital, but occasionally there were large ships carrying grain or salt.

It was the end of March. In ancient times, grain and agricultural products were relatively expensive. The grain and salt stored in the store could make a lot of money at this time. The docks and warehouses by the Xiaoqing River had long been occupied by local bookkeepers.

A group of large households are in control and are very busy now. Even the grain in the county government warehouse has been secretly sold. Anyway, if the good countryside is not affected by the disaster, we can hide it by harvesting more autumn grain to make up for it.

The chief secretary had a good calculation, but of course he did not agree to give the money-making grain to the passing troops to support Liao and Sichuan.

It doesn't matter whether the county magistrate agrees or not. The county magistrate has not agreed. If Zhang Yan says he doesn't agree, Liangxiang County will not give a grain of grain to the Sichuan soldiers.

"Master! It's not good!"

A thin man with a scarred face and a sword on his shoulder rushed in and knelt down and said: "The county magistrate has brought people to check!"

"County magistrate! Ai Youzhi! Hahahahaha!" Zhang Yan seemed to have heard a big joke. A lonely person in a far away country has been withering for several years. Now he is about to leave office and is here?

court death!

Especially today, there are distinguished guests, the head servant of a big businessman in the capital, who has personally come to escort the food and salt. How can Ai Youzhi cause trouble?

"Blast him back and tell him it's not his turn to speak here!"

The thin man with the scar face smiled and jumped out like a monkey.

Zhang Yan changed her official appearance and became humble and smiling. She quickly apologized to a big man in the dark of the warehouse and said: "The county magistrate is a person who has never seen the world. He can be driven away immediately. The business of high-ranking officials."

There will be absolutely no delay.”

"Huh, a remote man, my master will crush him to death like an ant." The giant man laughed proudly, his whole body trembling with fat.

Before he finished laughing, there was a burst of crying and wailing from the warehouse door.

The thin monkey with a scar face ran in as if running for his life. He didn't have time to kneel down and shouted: "The attackers are coming! A man with a hammer is coming! 3 or 4 people can't defeat him!"

"How many people are there!?" Zhang Yan has been doing these things as a bookkeeper for more than ten years, and she is still relatively calm when encountering problems.

"A man with a hammer is very strong, and the county magistrate is following him." Thin Monkey stammered.

"What!? Just two people!? Just one with the hammer, the stronger one?"

Zhang Yan laughed out loud and shouted: "Gather all 30 of us here!"

"Wait a minute!" Roshan stood up in the shadow of the warehouse, followed by five fat men, all of whom were ruthless characters.

Master Zhang apologized humbly: "Brother Huo! I will not delay today's goods. I will get the job done and I will definitely satisfy Master Gao!"

Like a mountain of meat, the giant man known as "Brother Huo" waved his fat hands and rejected Master Zhang's suggestion.

"Protecting the cargo and the ship is the most important thing. Your more than 30 people should continue working. The county magistrate and the one with the hammer, right?" Roshan's fat face squeezed his facial features into gaps, and now he showed a crazy smile.

"Yan Er, go and kill the man with the hammer, and the county magistrate can stay alive!"

"Yes! Brother Huo!"

A big, round man next to Roshan picked up a steel knife and strode towards the warehouse door.

Zhang Yan asked: "Brother Huo, do you want to send a few more of my men to help?"

Seeing the slight change in Roshan's face, he quickly added: "It's not that Brother Yan can't beat him, but that the county magistrate and the troublemaker with the hammer will run away."

"No need! Yan Er is not only my second brother, he is also very powerful in terms of martial arts. The targets he deals with never have a chance to escape. He killed dozens of people and none of them could escape!"

Suddenly, a light shone in the dark warehouse.

There was a handsome and powerful young man standing at the gate at some point. The smile on his face looked very friendly, like a handsome boy next door who had wandered into the wrong place.

However, upon further observation, the thieves felt a chill. He was holding a hammer in one hand and a fat man with his head shrugged in the other, looking extremely relaxed and content.

"It turns out this guy's name is Yan Er, and he's really quite powerful."

The smile on the young man's face remained unchanged, as if he was talking about everyday gossip.

When County Registrar Zhang Yan and others saw this smile, they naturally did not feel warm to the heart. Instead, they all hid behind "Brother Huo" in Roshan.

"Hmph! Young man, I advise you to calm down." Roshan, known as Brother Huo, finally saw his appearance clearly against the light coming from the door.

I saw that he was nearly 1.9 meters tall and weighed more than 300 kilograms. The facial features on his face were all slit and could hardly be seen clearly, and his fat body swayed like waves.

"Heavier than the two of me..." Wang Hongyu made sure this was not a complaint.

The county magistrate Ai Youzhi was not afraid. He took a step forward and said loudly: "Master Zhang Yan, you harbored a private salt dealer and engaged in reselling. Can you be found guilty?"

Zhang Yancai was not afraid of Ai Youzhi and sneered: "Brother Huo, kill them!"

Brother Huo roared angrily: "Bring us weapons!"
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