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Fang Xing walked into the granary. A clerk was leaning on the ladder on top of the grain barrel, holding a long iron pipe in his hand and poking down.
He changed places and poked a few times, then raised his head and shouted: "Put some food in!"
A minor official asked the sergeant for help and brought some big buckets over.
Things were being moved here, and the judge and Baihu officials were brought over.
When the two saw this formation, they looked at each other, and then looked panicked.
"Who stole it?"
Fang Xing asked seemingly casually, carrying a bamboo tube with a smooth outside.
Baihuguan turned his head with difficulty, but the general judge was faster.
"Uncle, what are you stealing?"
The judge¡¯s expression quickly returned to normal, and he even glanced at Baihuguan in front of Fang Xing.
Fang Xing couldn't help but smile: "You are very bold. If you go on an overseas mission, you will be like a fish in water."
What do diplomats want?
The first is eloquence, and the second is shame.
The thicker the skin of a diplomat, the greater his reputation is likely to be.
¡°When you can regard your opponent¡¯s well-founded accusations as slander and firmly believe it, then you are the best diplomat.
The judge looked at the gate with a natural expression as he continued to put food in.
"Poof!"
As if someone had farted very hard, the food flow out of the gate suddenly stopped, and then a gust of wind rushed out from the gate, even Fang Xing was blown away.
Fang Xing looked at the mouth and asked, "Where is the food?"
There are more than ten large buckets placed on the ground, but only three are filled. Fang Xing walked to the grain cylinder and looked up.
The height of the grain tube is about three meters, and it can hold a lot of grain. At least three large buckets cannot fill it all.
The general judge said in confusion: "Uncle, I don't even know!"
The clerk above pulled out the iron pipe and said, "Uncle, it seems that something is blocking it in the middle."
He leaned back slightly, looking at the danger of falling, then put his foot in and stepped on it a few times.
"Boom!"
There was a sudden sound in the grain tube, and after shaking for a while, rice spurted out again.
There was some hay in the middle of the rice. Someone picked it up, looked at it, and said, "It's a straw mat."
"Help!"
The little official above stepped on the air and fell into the grain tube.
In two steps, Xiaodao rushed up from the ladder. After a while of busy work, he finally rescued the grey-haired clerk.
The food kept pouring out. After it was all put away, someone counted it and Fang Xing said, "Uncle, logarithm."
The judge and officials all looked on blankly, a little aggrieved.
"Is it a straw mat?"
Fang Xing went over to check. After the clerk came down tremblingly, he said, "Check! Check five more rooms."
"Then the cavalrymen didn't even wait for the keys. They directly followed the directions and picked the locks of the five warehouses at a distance.
The so-called straw mat is provocation!
Fang Xing was walking in the middle of the reservoir area. When someone reported that the Qingzhou magistrate came to see him, he said playfully: "This person seems to be confident!"
Zhang Lu, the prefect of Qingzhou, stood outside with a calm expression, but several officials behind him were a little impatient.
"Sir, who is here?"
Zhang Lu didn¡¯t answer. He squinted inside and said, ¡°They are responsible for this granary and it has nothing to do with us.¡±
At this time, someone came inside and took Zhang Lu and the others in.
On the road, I saw a warehouse with the door open. The big bucket inside was filled with grain and was being relayed to the grain tube.
An official whispered behind Zhang Lu: "Sir, this is a random inspection of the granary, it's none of our business."
Zhang Lu nodded slightly. His impression of Fang Xing was not very good. His only favorable impression was that the Qingzhou vassal king was killed by Fang Xing, and everyone's life was much easier.
When he saw Fang Xing, he was watching a clerk inserting tubes into the grain cylinder.
Fang Xing turned around and looked at Zhang Lu and said, "I have been sneaking all the way out of the capital. I asked myself that my whereabouts were not exposed. Except for staying in Jinan Mansion for a day and saying that I was coming to Qingzhou, no one knew the news. How did you know that?" of?"
Zhang Lu said calmly: "Some of the soldiers guarding the city gate have seen you."
Fang Xing nodded and said: "Yes, I have been to Qingzhou several times, and every time I amIt¡¯s fishy, ??even if you can¡¯t remember it! "
Zhang Lu smiled bitterly and said: "Uncle Xinghe, people from the Ministry of Revenue came down to inspect the warehouse here only a few years ago."
Fang Xing said: "I was passing by here and saw signs of famine in Shandong this year, so I wanted to take a look."
Zhang Lu said: "It's time to take a look. Do you want to go down and mobilize some people?"
Zhang Lu is avoiding his responsibilities.
He is a veteran. When he worked in various places before, he knew more or less about warehousing.
In a word, there is no clean granary in the world.
And how could Fang Xing come to inspect the granary privately? Mostly with a secret purpose.
He glanced at the general judge and Baihuguan, and when he saw their expressions were as usual, he felt that this matter might have been in vain.
"No need."
Fang Xing said: "Those who have committed robberies in the past dynasties once started, no one can stop them, so if there is a deficit, they can be found out immediately."
"next door!"
Fang Xing suddenly changed his mind. The clerk who had just pulled out the iron pipe was stunned for a moment, then came down and poured out the rice in the pipe.
"Uncle, there is no problem here."
Xin Laoqi suddenly approached and whispered: "Master, when we talked about the next door, those two people were a little panicked."
Fang Xing nodded, and the clerk took the iron pipe to the edge.
The sound of smashing the lock sounded a bit heavy. Every time it was smashed, the bodies of the judge and Baihuguan shook.
When Zhang Lu saw this, he asked: "Is there any harm in love?"
The two men shook their heads together. Fang Xing looked at the tall grain cylinder and said, "Uncle Ben once said in Shandong last time that the climate in the entire north will slowly change, not getting better, but getting worse, so Food is the top priority.¡±
He turned around, walked up to the judge, and asked, "Why do you have to guard yourself against theft?"
Judge Tong raised his head, his face was pale, but he forced a smile and said: "Uncle, I am lowered"
"Snapped!"
Fang Xing slapped the general judge down and said solemnly: "Someone reported to the capital that the granary in Shandong was in short supply. Your Majesty ordered me to come and check. Do you think it was my whim?"
The judge covered his face and said, "Uncle, it's okay. Someone just came down to inspect it a few years ago!"
The hundred officials were already soaked to the skin, and the sweat was still coming out.
¡°Uncle, I¡¯m going to be a lower official¡±
Fang Xing glanced at him and said, "The man who came down a few years ago was smashed in the head with a teacup by Xia Yuanji from the Ministry of Revenue, and his house was immediately ransacked. What do you think?"
"Uncle, I don't know!"
The two of them knelt in front of Fang Xing, looking even more unjust than Dou E.
"Uncle, I found it."
A clerk rushed in and said excitedly: "It's a double-decker warehouse!"
The color of the road suddenly tightened, and then he took a step back.
If there is a deficit here, he, as the prefect, cannot escape responsibility.
¡° However, he had only been in Qingzhou for less than half a year, so he felt that he could stay out of the matter.
¡°What double-decker warehouse?¡±
Fang Xing asked, the general judge and Baihuguan were already slumped on the ground.
The clerk said: "Uncle, the double-decker warehouse has rice grains on the top and bottom, and the middle is full of rice bran, straw and other debris!"
"What a good idea!"
Fang Xing had seen the tricks of these grain rats, and he couldn't help but said coldly: "Send an order to seal the two grain warehouses in Qingzhou Mansion, and everyone is under control. Investigate!"
Zhang Lu knew that the matter was serious, so he wanted to take the initiative and leave a good impression.
"Uncle Xinghe, I can summon some people to help."
Fang Xing glanced at him and said, "I don't trust anyone in Qingzhou's officialdom at the moment."
Zhang Lu was a little embarrassed, but he didn't dare to argue with Fang Xing.
"Uncle, this is a loss!" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com