The heavens start with letting the bullets fly

Chapter 611 Chen Zhao looked at Piao coldly, Jia Amnesty had a thick face and credited the ancient fan

In the early morning of the next day, the yamen of Bingbei Road came to deliver the payment.

Chen Zhao sat there, looking at the official with a look of displeasure.

Jinmen's Jinyi guards are all yellow and thin, but this military official is wearing a satin-faced brocade gown, looking rich. This attire is much better than the rags of the Jinyi guards. I don't know the scene of receiving the order yesterday, so there is obvious impatience on the expression.

"Master Wang, please count the 850 taels of silver and 710 guan of treasure banknotes, and then send a note to the villain."

After Chen Zhao heard this number, he thought about it for a while, then became furious and asked:

"850 taels of silver and 710 guan banknotes, how do you calculate this!?"

"My lord, there are a total of 270 people in your office, and the payment of ten months' salary is clearly the amount that the villain said."

Didn't I learn math well when I was in elementary school?

Chen Zhao snorted coldly: "The 270 six people each pay one stone of rice per month. Let's not care about the price of food. If we calculate one stone of rice and one tael of silver, there should be 760 taels of silver. The things you brought are considered treasures. It's only one thousand, five hundred and sixty taels that can be used as silver coins, not to mention that the treasure banknotes are just useless paper."

"It's cold this year, and even if it's cheap, you can only buy nine buckets of rice. My lord is just looking for the best. How much have you swallowed!"

Lin Fei shouted angrily from behind.

It's good if the servant understands the truth, Chen Zhao doesn't need to say more.

But the beggar Jin Yiwei behind started to add to the chaos.

"Finally paid, paid..."

"What's the fuss about, sir? If he stops being angry, then wouldn't we..."

It's just the wimps who have more success than failure, I am fighting for your interests, and you are doing your best to hinder people and disturb people's hearts!

Chen Zhao is a big shot, and he doesn't have the same knowledge as those wretched subordinates. He just nodded at the official and said calmly, "Speak."

"Oh, Mr. Chen is really proficient in algorithms, I admire you."

The official's tone was joyful, but it didn't sound like he was flattering his superiors at all, but rather like a primary school teacher praising the advantages of naughty children.

This is simply a beating.

Chen Zhao snorted coldly, anger arose in his heart.

Withholding and engulfing my own military pay, and still so blatantly, and now making fun of me like this, I am a high-ranking official of the third rank, and you are actually making fun of me as an official.

Seeing Chen Zhao's angry face, the official took a step back in fear, and hurriedly said:
"Master Chen, Master Hu told the villain to bring it to you in person, how dare the little ones do anything in it, besides, after receiving the money this morning, the porter and the little one came over without even stopping. Why don't you search the skirts of the younger ones to see if there is nothing hidden!"

"Why is the number wrong!?" Chen Zhao asked.

The official was stunned for a moment, then smiled, and said leisurely:
"Don't worry, my lord. Let me do the math for you. Jinyiwei is considered a soldier of the capital, and a guest army here in Jinmen. If the capital can distribute enough rice, we need to distribute both rice and banknotes here. Ji The main army of the town is paid [-]% of the whole rice or [-]% of the rice, and the guest army is generally [-]% of the [-]% of the rice. As usual, there will be about [-]% of the wear and tear, and then there are [-]% of the carriages and horses. Master Hu said , this is only [-]% of your loss, and those with small horses and horses only get one point, you have a good calculation, think carefully about whether it is this amount."

No matter how you count, these officials can justify themselves anyway.

But in the final analysis, it is actually a discount.

In fact, Chen Zhao fully understands the tricks involved. To put it bluntly, it is just drifting.

This is a method that officialdom has in both the feudal era and the new era.

When Chen Zhao was in the Inner Mongolia Desert Project Department, he used to be a bodyguard and followed the financial staff to ask for the account. He had to give some gifts to the other financial staff first, so that he could get the account smoothly.

When he was Yue Buqun, if he sent those criminal thieves to the government to receive their reward, part of the reward would be lost.

But now Chen Zhao is the emperor's philanthropic boy, and no one has dared to defraud him since he became an official. Unexpectedly, after he came to Jinmen, he was actually embarrassed by the small military and military yamen one after another.

This is really a tiger that doesn't show its power, and treats itself as a sick cat.

So Chen Zhao lowered his voice and asked, "What is this person's name? What position does he hold in the Bingbei Dao Yamen?"

The official thought that his errand was about to be finished, but the other party pinched his nose to admit the matter, and couldn't help but relax, thinking that he would go back as soon as possible after finishing the work, because the outer house cried all night last night and wanted to comfort Chen Zhao casually Bowing, opened his mouth and said:
"The youngest, surnamed Yu, named Zuomen, worked as an official for distributing money and food in the Bingbei Road Yamen..."

Before I finished speaking, I felt that the whole person was soaring into the air and flew forward, and then the front of the front was tightened, and the whole person had been caught by Chen Zhao. .

Chen Zhao said coldly: "The money I handle is gold and silver, and I have never withheld it. When I get to this small Tianmen, your Bingbei Dao Yamen dares to play tricks with me. You are just a fool. I won't do it today." Give me an explanation, and you don't even want to go back alive!"

Chen Zhao's skill of catching dragons and controlling cranes is so good, it's half as good as juggling. The soldiers next to the porter were stunned for a moment, and then subconsciously wanted to come up to pull them. Then he knocked these soldiers to the ground and howled miserably.

The one who was arrested looked around the left door. He was about to say something, but he panicked when he saw this situation.

Before he could react, he was thrown to the ground by Chen Zhao, and said coldly, "You can swallow the money from the Jinyiwei Yamen, if you hand it over, I won't kill you today, if you can't hand it over, then I'll kill you with a knife!"

That Yu Zuomen originally showed a bit of arrogance, fell on the frozen ground, and heard Chen Zhao's sarcastic words, he was frightened immediately, swallowed desperately, and said in a hoarse voice:

"Master Chen, Uncle Chen, this money is really not a small sum, it is a routine, a routine!!"

At this time, Sun Xiaodong tugged Chen Zhao, and said in a low voice:
"My lord, this is indeed the rule."

"Practice? There is only enough money and salary in front of the official, there is no practice!"

Chen Zhao said coldly, and then said to Sun Xiaodong: "Then write a receipt and say that you only received 850 taels of silver, and the rest of the arrears have not yet been paid."

After finishing speaking, he said to the officials: "Go back and tell Hu Wanjun that since he doesn't give me face, I won't give him face either."I'm going to show him respect today! '

After saying that, he ordered Sun Xiaodong to write an IOU and left the official's eyes at the left door.

On the same day, Chen Zhao personally led hundreds of guards in brocade clothes and surrounded the yamen of Bingbeidao. They first hit the courtyard wall, then rushed into the inner courtyard, knocked down a group of officials, and then hung up the chief official of the yamen, Hu Wanjun, for a beating. , and then forced him to give the money immediately.

The 28-month salary was paid in one day.

However, Jinyiwei in Jinmen is staffed by thousands of people. Chen Zhao made it clear that he will make up the staff later and ask Hu Wanjun to pay the full amount. up.

Hu Wanjun suffered half-death and finally escaped. He immediately contacted the garrison general. I knew that the other party directly refused and told him clearly that if your Bingbei Dao Yamen dared to default on their 28 months of salary, he would have broken through Bingbei Dao. Yamen, beheaded Hu Wanjun.

They are giving you face, don't you want face.

Hu Wanjun wanted to cry but had no choice but to write a letter to his old superior overnight...

……

For 300 years, the two most famous swordsmen in the world will fight at the top of the Hall of Supreme Harmony in the Forbidden City. This legendary news has been spread in the world.

In order to witness this great battle, countless heroes from all walks of life poured into the capital.

According to Li Yanbei's letter report to Chen Zhao, there will be at least six or seven hundred famous martial artists coming to the capital.

Among them, there are at least five sect masters, ten sect leaders, twenty or thirty general fat heads, and even Wudang elder Mu Taoist and Shaolin Dharma protectors. As long as they can get away, no one will come. Willing to miss this fight.

Of course, when these people came to the capital, they could not come empty-handed, nor could they come alone.

After all, they are all heroes who have become famous in the world, and their families are rich, and they need someone to take care of them when they sit, lie, and walk.

So basically they didn't come alone, but at least ten people.

When these walking gold ingots come to the capital, the popularity and commercial atmosphere of the capital will become more and more prosperous.

After all, it is a world-famous metropolis, the capital of a country in the world, and the standard of living is higher than other places.

Whether it is a shop or a brothel, business is booming day by day.Everyone pointed to taking advantage of this rare event to make a good fortune.

Those rich and wealthy families spend money like water on weekdays, and even spend a lot of money all day long, attracting applause from everyone, which makes them look like grand masters.

However, the one who spent the most money in the past, the elder of the Rongguo Mansion, Jia She, Jia Enhou, did not go out to have fun with his friends, but lay at home crying.

It turned out that he couldn't bear the loneliness a few days ago, and invited his friends to drink flower wine, but in the end he dragged one into the room in a daze, and played around for a while.

Originally, it was nothing for him to be the legitimate son of the Rongguo Mansion, a first-class general, sleeping with a brothel girl.

Even if Jin Yiwei is in charge of the entire street, he can't control Mr. Jia's housework.

But in the entire capital city, there are existences more powerful than Jin Yiwei.

The brothel woman Jia She slept with was obviously favored by Prince Zhongshun just now.

What's even more frightening is that the woman died.

Although Shuntian Mansion quickly found out the truth and knew that the woman died of "immediate wind", which is enough to reflect Master Jia's dragon-horse spirit.

But Prince Zhongshun quit.

The woman whom the king favored was made "immediately windy" to death by you, a bad old man of five or sixty years old. Doesn't it seem that the loyal prince is incompetent?

This king is in his forties, in the prime of his life, and scolding Fang Qiu, is he no better than a bad old man?
First of all, your nephew Jia Baoyu colluded with the king's actor, you bad old man, and tied up with the king's woman.

Uncle can bear it, but aunt can't bear it!
So Prince Zhongshun immediately sent Chief Shi to block Jia She, and blackmailed him severely. He even extorted tens of thousands of taels of silver from Jia She.

It directly put Jia Amnesty's finances into bankruptcy.

Back then, Jia She and his wife naturally scooped up the money from Xiubieyuan, but he was a serious master after all, and he bore the name of an elder, so no one could say anything.

But Prince Zhongshun forced Jia She into a corner and insisted on extorting a large sum of money from him. How could Jia She dare to refuse?
But this is at the expense of Jia She's own life, he is always a man who enjoys himself in time, he has already spent a lot of the stolen money, now where is the money to satisfy Prince Zhongshun's anger?

After trying to beg for mercy and cheating several times, Prince Zhongshun's chief official forced him to come home and wanted to sue him to Shuntian Mansion in front of the old lady.

Said he was in debt.

Rong Guofu's face was completely humiliated by Jia She.

There was no other way, Jia Amnesty had no choice but to scrape together and sell some treasured playthings, which appeased Prince Zhongshun's anger.

But he himself owed a lot of money because of this.

If someone else was in his situation, he might have to be honest at home for a while—anyway, those creditors would not dare to go to Rongguo Mansion to collect debts.

But as the capital becomes more and more prosperous and everyone else goes around drinking and having fun, how can Jia She live at home?If he didn't go out and make some noise, he would feel uncomfortable all over!
It just so happened that on this day, a friend named Zhang Baichuan came over and chatted with Jia She, saying that the Prime Minister of Shuntian Mansion, Sun Shaozong, the son-in-law of Jia Enhou, got some treasures, but it was Sun Shaozu, the eldest brother who lived far away in Heiliao, from The booty plundered by Hesheli was given to my younger brother to enjoy.

"Hmph, the Hesheli tribe is just a barbarian tribe in the white mountains and black waters. What kind of rare things can there be? Could it be Dongzhu?" Jia She looked disdainful.

"Others are fine, but there is one thing you, the old man, will definitely like." Zhang Baichuan said mysteriously.

"Haha, I have seen a lot of interesting things, general. Is there anything I can like?" Jia She said with a look of disdain.

But curiosity arose in my heart.

"It's a fan. It's a peerless fan. It is said that Hesheli snatched it when he entered the customs with Aixinjueluo. It used emerald as the skeleton, and on it was the original work of Cai Xiang, a great calligrapher in the Northern Song Dynasty. The private seals of Zhang Juzheng and others. It can be said to be priceless!" Zhang Baichuan said.

"What, there are such good things!" Jia She jumped up suddenly, and shouted again and again: "Prepare the car, prepare the car, sir, I am going to visit my son-in-law and grandson's house!"

Seeing how busy he is, others thought he was a 45-year-old kid.

Zhang Baichuan smiled apologetically, while being happy in his heart: "This Sun Shaozong will also be able to do business, if he succeeds, my trip will not be in vain!"

……

An hour later.

Sun Mansion, living room.

Mr. Jia wore gold presbyopic glasses on the bridge of his nose, his chubby body leaned forward slightly, his two fat and short arms leaned on the desk, and he poked his neck like a thousand-year-old tortoise, staring at a handle of emerald stones on the table with burning eyes. bone fan.

"Good stuff, really good stuff!"

After a while, he shook his head and straightened his back, took off his glasses, put them in the box, and then, like a drug addict who had been full of opium, he smashed his whole body into the grand master's chair, with a muddy face full of intoxication .

After sitting in the chair for a while, Mr. Jia came back to his senses from the joy that filled his body and soul. He sat on the front seat with a grand gesture and said with a smile: "Xian son-in-law, this fan of yours is really good." Goods, what do you think, give them to me, and treat them as your filial piety to me."

I bother!

You are an old pervert, if you hadn't made an alliance with Chen Zhao, if I hadn't engaged your concubine daughter, I would have taken care of you, an old bastard!
Also filial piety, who are you!
Sun Shaozong was thinking in his heart, but with a smile on his face, he cupped his hands and said: "My lord, if this fan is mine, as long as Uncle Shi likes it, I will offer it with both hands without saying a word. Even if it belongs to my elder brother, I will give it to you." I can be the master of [-]% of the time, and my brother won't say anything after knowing about it."

Sun Shaozong's words were modest, and Jia Amnesty was very pleased with what he said, so he couldn't help but nodded.

"But my lord must also understand the truth in this world. This kind of fan is just a spearhead. It is the spoils that the Heiliao army snatched from the tribes of Baishan Heishui, Korea and Raksha barbarians, and transported to the capital for sale. This is everyone No matter how arrogant my nephew is, he would not dare to oppose the generals. Therefore, this fan must not only be sold, but also sold at a high price, so that the two sides can cooperate in the future, right?"

Although Jia She is a playboy who only cares about pleasure, he is also extremely smart - but he has never used it in the right way.

I just know it's what it should be.

Don't mention what Sun Shaozong said, even if there is no such thing, Sun Shaozong will definitely not give it to him for nothing.

Now, after Sun Shaozong said these words, Jia Amnesty did not dare to be right with so many Black Cossacks, so he said in his mouth: "Come on, don't tell me it's useless, tell me, what do you plan to do with such a fan?" How to deal with it?"

"Your Majesty, this fan is so precious, and I am a master of connoisseurship. Only if it goes into your private treasury can it be considered worthy. Let's do this, 5000 taels of silver, only 5000 taels of silver, My lord can take this fan home!" Sun Shaozong said.

"What, 5000 taels?"

Jia She jumped up and was stunned.

When he was not short, he also collected a few fans, but one fan only cost him 1000 taels of silver.

Regardless of its appearance, specifications or collection value, this fan is far superior to those few fans—but 5000 taels of silver is really a bit of a scam.

In fact, if it was normal, it was only 5000 taels of silver, Jia She stomped his feet and frowned, maybe he would take it out.

However, he had recently been blackmailed by Prince Zhongshun, and had lost face in the palace. He had been subsidizing here and there, and was heavily in debt. He was really short of money and couldn't get 5000 taels of silver.

He deliberately took away the fan first, and then reneged on the debt.

But after thinking about it, he didn't dare to offend the many generals and Shuntian Mansion in Heiheiliao area after all.

But how can this matter bother us Mr. Jia She?

He laughed: "Nephew, as the Prime Minister of Shuntian Mansion, you have a business with Chen Zi, so you must be earning a lot of money, why don't you lend me 8000 taels of silver?"

Sun Shaozong: "..."

(End of this chapter)