"This, this, where does this come from?" Magistrate He was in a state of confusion. Didn't Wang Xian return all the account books? Why is there still the original book in his hand?
"Oh, I'm really sorry to say it." Wang Xian couldn't hide the pride on his face and said: "I was too pressed for time at the time and made a mistake while busy. I actually returned the transcript as the original. However, Mr. Futai's subordinates were also careless enough.
I didn't find it." But he said proudly in his heart, without even looking at where I was born, forging and altering official documents and account books is a specialty of a subordinate.
"This, all this is okay?" Magistrate He was sweating profusely. His first reaction was to eat the booklet, but he had no choice but to give up when he saw that the thick pile could choke a person to death.
"Take a closer look. Do you need an abacus?" Wang Xian said coldly.
Magistrate He shook his head dejectedly and hissed: "Don't waste time on the superiors, just report the numbers directly.
"Okay, listen carefully. The first time the levy was issued, the total number of oxcarts, horse-drawn mules and carts in each county was 33,000. The second time the number was levied, the total was 31,000, and the third time was 29,000.
, the transportation volume each time is not even half of the amount of grain and grass shipped." Wang Xian stared at Magistrate He closely and said: "Excuse me, what is the extra half transported away? Could it be that the officers and soldiers are like Liu Zijin?
Master, do you know how to transport five ghosts?"
"No, no..." Magistrate He never expected that Wang Xian would expose their lies so easily. Little did he know what Wang Xian was doing in his previous life. Auditing accounts of this level, what tricks did he see?
It's all clear at a glance.
"Even if you know how to move the five ghosts, why don't you learn a lesson? You know that there are rebels hijacking the road, but you still have to deliver food to others with a full load every time? Normally speaking, you should wipe out the rebels first and ensure the safety of transportation.
Can we restart food transportation?" Wang Xian took the initiative to skip this problem and continued to ask questions.
"This is not decided by the senses." Magistrate He wiped the sweat with his sleeves and said with difficulty. Wang Xian's previous question had already broken through his defenses, and he was about to collapse.
"No matter who made the decision, he sent food, 60,000 animals, countless armors, weapons, bows, arrows, and guns to the rebels again and again." Wang Xian said with a heavy slap on the case: "You can't escape the suspicion of funding the enemy."
As if frightened by the sound of a crime being slapped, Magistrate He trembled violently. Officials would lose their heads if they supported the enemy. What's more, what Liu Zijin was blocking was the food road that transported food to the emperor's army. Funding Liu Zijin was treason and an attempt to copy the Nine Tribes.
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"Based on your official position, you shouldn't be in charge." Wang Xian straightened up, approached Magistrate He, and said in a low and serious voice: "Even if you really have to take responsibility, you shouldn't be the one to take the main responsibility. You plan to use your whole family to do it."
Are you going to save your life for them all?" After a pause, he said: "It's better to serve your crime and expose the culprit, and I will protect you from jail..."
"I, I..." Magistrate He murmured, not knowing how to answer. Of course, he couldn't sell Zhang Chun and Prince Jin easily, because he knew that the prince had back-ups. Wang Xian could be arrogant for a while, but he couldn't turn the tables.
Unable to explain Wang Xian's question, he had no choice but to remain silent.
"I don't know how to answer?" Wang Xian was not surprised. He had made preparations for the Panchang War. He had long thought that the key figure, Magistrate He, would not be left here so easily. Even if he pushed him to a dead end.
, he can remain silent as he is now.
"..." As expected, Magistrate He fell silent. Wang Xian couldn't torture him anyway, so he just showed off like a dead pig that's not afraid of boiling water.
"Okay, let's change the topic," Wang Xian said, not in a hurry: "Let's talk about something else."
"Okay." Magistrate He couldn't ask for more. After all, he is a respectable person. The feeling of pretending to be a dead pig is really frustrating.
"Let's talk about the case of Fenyang County Magistrate Zhao." Wang Xian took a sip of tea, put down the cup and said, "He was under your control during his lifetime, right?"
"Yes." The corners of Magistrate He's mouth twitched unnaturally twice, and he said in his heart that it is really... there is no need to open the pot.
"Tell me about his situation." Wang Xian said slowly.
"Actually, strictly speaking, he is not one of my subordinates. Fenzhou is a Zhili Prefecture and is not under the control of Taiyuan Prefecture. He was only transferred to my subordinates during the period of transporting grain from across the province." Magistrate He said.
"But at that time, I had more than a dozen assistants like him, and he was taciturn and withdrawn. After finishing his errands every day, he would go back to the post office to study behind closed doors, and never participated in the entertainment of his colleagues, so he was treated poorly by his subordinates.
Don’t know much.”
"Which area was he responsible for at that time?" Wang Xian asked.
"Put it into the warehouse." Magistrate He said: "Because he is very careful in his work, I assigned him to be responsible for receiving the grain and grass shipped to Taiyuan from various places. The main job is to count and put it into the warehouse." He said softly: "The superior has reviewed the accounts and should be in the warehouse.
I saw his name on it."
"Yes." Wang Xian nodded and said, "Did anything happen to him during his errands?"
"No, he is meticulous in his work and has never made any mistakes." Magistrate He shook his head.
"Is this always the case?"
"Yes, until the end."
"Then does he usually drink?" Wang Xian asked.
"It seems he doesn't drink." Magistrate He shook his head and said, "This man is willing to live in poverty and doesn't even drink tea, let alone wine."
"Then why was he drunk the night before he died?" Wang Xian said slowly.
"Oh?" Magistrate He didn't expect that Wang Xian knew so much about the case without consulting the files of the prosecutor's office. Since it was recorded in the files, Magistrate He naturally had nothing to hide and replied: "That day was the end of the errand."
, Master Fantai held a farewell banquet. The next day, the officials were going back to their respective jurisdictions, so even though Magistrate Zhao didn’t like this kind of occasion, he couldn’t miss it." He paused and said: "That day, Fantai, Mr. Tai
They were in great spirits and repeatedly urged him to drink. Zhao Zhixian could not disobey, so he had to make an exception and eat some. Later, his colleagues drank with him one after another. Zhao Zhixian had already broken the rule and could not refuse anymore, so he had to eat some more until he was extremely drunk.
. Later, he became drunk, and someone sent him back. The next morning, they heard that he had been killed by a spell."
"Then I don't understand." Wang Xian said with a faint look: "Just now, the Futai said that he has been in charge of the treasury. It can be said that he has the least connection with the White Lotus Demon. How did he become their target?"
"I don't know about this." Magistrate He shook his head and said, "Although the case occurred in Taiyuan, because he was once my subordinate, the subordinates recused themselves as a rule, and it was handled by the Yamen."
"You don't know, but I know something." Wang Xian smiled coldly, picked up a file from the table, and read slowly:
"On June 20, I received 500,000 shi of military rations raised by the province and put them all into the vassal treasury."
Hearing this sentence, Magistrate He's stone heart, which was not afraid of boiling water, clenched tightly again. He looked at Wang Xian who shocked him again and again in shock. He almost forgot to breathe, only hearing his voice in his ears.
A voice from the side said:
‘On the twenty-fifth day, I received 300,000 shi from Shaanxi and sent 150,000 shi into the vassal treasury.
On the 28th, 500,000 shi were received from Shandong and 25 shi were transferred to the feudal treasury.
On the first day of July, 700,000 shi were received from Henan to transport military supplies, and 200,000 shi were transferred to the vassal treasury.
On the third day of the lunar month, 700,000 shi were received from Hebei and 300,000 shi were sent to the vassal treasury.
On the eighth day of the lunar month, I received 2 million shi of military rations from Huguang and transferred 500,000 shi to the vassal treasury..."
After a pause, he finally read: "A total of 4.7 million shi were received as military rations, and 1.9 million shi were transferred to the vassal treasury." After Wang Xian finished reading, he closed the file, looked at Magistrate He quietly and said: "Master Futai
, do you hear what I’m saying?”
"..." Magistrate He moved his mouth, only to feel that his vision went dark, and he fainted.
"Master Futai?" Wang Xian called, and Zhou Yong, who was standing behind Magistrate He, stepped forward to take a look and reported: "Sir, he really fainted and became incontinent."
"This old boy looks like a piece of brown candy." Erhei said happily: "I didn't expect to be so timid.
"Sometimes, fainting is also a kind of relief." Wang Xian said lightly: "It's hard for you and me to guess the thoughts of such an old fox."
"Waking him up?" Erhei suggested.
"No need," Wang Xian shook his head and said, "It's useless to wake him up, and we can't punish him."
"Why are you so honest, sir?" Erhei asked strangely: "Don't you know a lot of tricks? Just use any method that won't hurt you."
"In that case, he can retract his confession at any time, and we will be more passive in Taiyuan City." Wang Xian shook his head and said: "Get him down first and keep him in custody. When he wakes up, tell him that I am not detaining him, I am just asking him to
Answer the questions, answer my questions, and he can leave."
"Yes." Zhou Yong accepted the order and waved, and the two guards dragged the dead-dog-like Magistrate He out.
"Invite the magistrate of Zhao County here." Wang Xian stretched his muscles and assumed a sitting posture again.
Soon, Zhao Youde, the magistrate of Yangqu County, was brought from next door and knelt down to Wang Xian again. It was obvious that there was a lot of awe in his knelt down this time. In fact, he knelt down to Wang Xian next door.
I could hear the conversation with Magistrate He clearly.
"Sit down." Wang Xian said calmly.
"There is no place for a lower official to sit in front of a superior official." Zhao Youde thanked him hurriedly.
"Sit down if I ask you to," Wang Xian said coldly: "You have heard the conversation just now, do you still want to talk nonsense with me?"
"I..." Zhao Youde immediately felt as if he had eaten Coptis chinensis, and said with a bitter face: "I don't know anything about this official."
"You have a knife on your neck and you still can't think of a way to save yourself. I think you are really tired of living." Wang Xian's voice was very low, but full of convincing power: "Do you know how deep the water is here?
You, a small county magistrate, really want to get involved?"
These words hit Zhao Youde's weak spot, and he couldn't help but sigh: "Xiaguan is such a sesame and mung bean official, he can only act according to orders."
"Then you just wait to be their shield and scapegoat." Wang Xian spat.