Chapter 2464

Fang Xing walked into the granary. A small official was stepping on a ladder and lying on the grain barrel, poking down with a long iron pipe in his hand.

He poked a few places, then looked up and shouted, "put the food!"

A small official asked the sergeant for help and carried some big buckets.

Things are moving here. The general judge and the hundred family officials are brought here.

When they saw the formation, they looked at each other, and then looked frightened.

"Who stole it?"

Fang Xing asked casually, carrying a smooth bamboo tube made outside.

Hundreds of officials turned around hard, but the sentence was faster.

"Uncle, what are you stealing?"

The judge's face soon returned to nature, and even glanced at a hundred officials in front of Fang Xing's face.

Fang Xing couldn't help laughing: "you are very bold. If you go abroad, you will be like a fish in water."

What do diplomats want?

One is eloquence, the other is cheek.

The thicker skinned diplomat, the greater the reputation.

You are the best diplomat when you can treat your opponent's justified accusations as slander and believe it.

The judge naturally looked at the gate constantly releasing grain.

"Poof!"

It was like someone farted a terrible fart. The grain output was suddenly interrupted at the gate, and then a wind rushed out from the mouth, and Fang woke up.

Fang woke up and asked, "where's the grain?"

There are more than ten big buckets on the ground, but only three are full. Fang Xing walked to the grain tank and looked up at the top.

The height of the grain barrel is about three meters. It can hold a lot of grain. At least three big buckets can't be filled.

The judge said blankly, "uncle, you don't know!"

The little official above pulled out the iron pipe and said, "uncle, it seems that something has stopped him in the middle."

He leaned back slightly, looked at the danger of falling, and then stretched his foot in and stepped on it a few times.

"Boom!"

There was a sudden noise in the grain barrel, and then after shaking, rice was sprayed again below.

There was some hay in the middle of the rice. Someone went to pick it up, looked at it and said, "it's a straw mat."

"Help!"

When the little official above stepped empty, the whole man fell into the grain barrel.

The knife rushed up from the ladder in two steps. After a while of busy work, he finally saved the little official who was covered with white.

The grain poured out continuously. When it was all released, someone counted it. The other party woke up and said, "uncle, count."

The general judge and hundreds of officials looked at it numbly and felt wronged.

"Is it a straw mat?"

Fang woke up and checked. When the little official came down trembling, he said, "check! Check five more rooms."

Then the cavalry did not even wait for the key. They pried open the locks of five warehouses directly according to the location and at a long distance.

The so-called straw mat is provocation!

Fang Xing took a walk in the middle of the reservoir area. When someone told him that the governor of Qingzhou had come to see him, he said thoughtfully, "it seems that he has nothing to fear!"

Zhang Lu, governor of Qingzhou, stood outside, looking calm, but several officials behind him were impatient.

"My Lord, who is it?"

Zhang Lu didn't answer. He squinted inside and said, "they're making this granary, which has nothing to do with us."

Then someone came inside and took Zhang Lu to them.

On the way, I saw a warehouse with an open door. The big bucket inside was full of grain and was being relayed to the grain barrel.

An official whispered behind Zhang Lu: "Sir, it's a spot check of the granary. It's none of our business."

Zhang Lu nodded slightly. He didn't have a good impression of the other party. The only good impression was that the king of Qingzhou was lost by Fang Xing. Everyone's life was much better.

When Fang woke up, he was watching a small official insert a pipe on the grain barrel.

Fang Xing looked back at Zhang Lu and said, "Benbo sneaked all the way out of Beijing. He asked himself that he didn't expose his hiding. No one can know the news except that he spent a day in Jinan and said he would come to Qingzhou. Where did you know?"

Zhang Lu said calmly, "some of the sergeants guarding the city gate have seen you."

Fang woke up and said, "yes, Benbo has come to Qingzhou several times. Every time it's bloody. It's impossible to remember!"

Zhang Lu said with a wry smile: "xinghebo, the warehouse here was checked by people from the household department years ago."

Fang Xing said, "Benbo passed by and saw some signs of famine in Shandong this year. He wanted to see it."

Zhang Lu said, "it's time to have a look, but do you want to go to the official to mobilize some people?"

Zhang Lu is getting rid of his responsibility.

He is an old Jianghu man. When he used to work everywhere, he knew more or less about warehousing.

In a word, there is no clean granary in the world.

And how could Fang Xing check the granary without permission? Mostly with a secret message.

He glanced at the general judge and the hundred household officials. Seeing that their faces were as usual, he felt that it might have gone in vain.

"No need."

Fang Xing said, "as long as you start, no one can stop. So if you lose money, you can find out immediately."

"Next door!"

Fang Xing suddenly changed his mind. The little official who had just pulled out the iron pipe was stunned, and then came down to pour out the rice in the pipe.

"Uncle, there's no problem here."

Xin Laoqi suddenly approached and whispered, "Sir, when he said next door, the two people were a little flustered."

Fang woke up and nodded. The little official took the iron pipe to the side.

The sound of smashing the lock is a little heavy. Every time it is smashed, the bodies of the general judge and the hundred family officials shake.

Seeing this, Zhang Lu asked, "but there are emotional disadvantages?"

The two shook their heads together. Fang woke up and looked at the tall grain container and said, "Benbo said last time in Shandong that the climate in the whole North will change slowly, not better, but worse and worse, so food is the top priority."

He turned back, walked up to the judge and asked, "why do you want to guard yourself?"

The judge looked up, pale, but said with a strong smile: "uncle, lower Officer..."

"Pa!"

Fang woke up and slapped the judge down. He said: "someone reported to the capital that there was a lot of granary deficit in Shandong. Your majesty ordered Ben Bo to come to check. Do you think it was Ben Bo's whim?"

The judge covered his face and said, "uncle, there's nothing. Someone came down to inspect years ago!"

The hundred officials were already soaked, and sweat was still coming out.

"Uncle, officer..."

Fang woke up and looked at him and said, "the man who came down years ago was smashed in the head by Xia Yuanji of the Ministry of household, and then he was copied. What do you think?"

"Uncle, I don't know!"

The two knelt in front of Fang Xing's body. It was more unjust than Dou E.

"Uncle, I found it."

A small official rushed in and said excitedly, "it's a double storehouse!"

As soon as Zhang Lu's face tightened, he immediately stepped back.

If there is a deficit here, he can't escape the responsibility as a magistrate.

However, he has only been in Qingzhou for less than half a year, so he feels he can stay out of it.

"What double warehouse?"

Fang woke up and asked. The general judge and the hundred family officials had collapsed on the ground.

The official said, "uncle, there is rice grain on the top and bottom of the double storehouse, and there are rice bran, straw and other sundries in the middle!"

"Good means!"

Fang woke up and saw the means of these grain rats. He couldn't help saying coldly: "send orders to seal the two granaries of Qingzhou Prefecture. Everyone can control it. Check it!"

Knowing that the matter was serious, Zhang Lu wanted to take the initiative and make a good impression.

"Xing Hebo, the lower officer can summon people to help."

Fang woke up and looked at him and said, "Benbo doesn't trust anyone in Qingzhou officialdom at present."

Zhang Lu was a little embarrassed, but he didn't dare to argue with Fang Xing.

"Uncle, this is loss!"