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Li Mu said: "The officials here are too courageous, do they think that the law does not blame the public, or make someone scrupulous and dare not blow up!"

"...This matter must be kept secret...it must be kept secret, and no word of it should be leaked."

"Not yet, all those who know have been controlled. But it won't be long!" Ji Xuewei said.

Li Mudao: "I know, how long you can hide it is as long as it is. It is better to die sooner than later. It is a day to live a day, and a day to save a day! You must not give up treatment!"

Thinking of this, Li Mu admired Lao Jiang a little. In [-], Guo Dang was about to die and still did not give up treatment. He could save every day, and he would never give up treatment.Not to mention anything else, just relying on this point, his firm will and invincible Dao heart are admirable.

To be able to leave a name in the history books, there are losers, but the losers also have their own uniqueness.

"The Xuanjing Division needs to investigate, arresting people is the second priority, the key is to get the food back, and it's not too late!" Li Mu said.The only luck is early detection and early treatment. If it is discovered after half a year or a year, then there is no hope at all.

"It is absolutely impossible for such a huge amount of grain to be stolen silently. I have inquired about the checkpoint, and there is no record of a large amount of grain leaving the checkpoint... Or, Youzhou mainly imports grain, and there will be no, and it is impossible to have grain Huge output!"

"The most dangerous place is the safest place. The food should be hidden in some secret place... It should still be in Youzhou!"

Thinking about the case, Li Mu suddenly smiled.

Firewood is not sold for hundreds of miles, and rice is not sold for thousands of miles.

That is to say, there is no sale of firewood hundreds of miles away, and no large-scale transportation of grains thousands of miles away.

This is ancient times, not later generations.

In later generations, there are ocean-going freighters and trains. Even if grain is transported thousands of miles away, there are still profits to be made, and the profits are not small.

But in this era, transportation is limited. If the product transportation volume is large and the transportation cost is high, there will be a phenomenon of losing money.

It can be inferred from this that the food is still in Youzhou, but it has just fallen into the hands of some people and is hidden.

If there is a time of disaster, the price of food can be raised, and even the court can be threatened.

"Flipping your left hand to your right hand is a good way!" Li Mu laughed, it was time to interrogate those Shuoshu.

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In the interrogation room, Li Mu raised the question of Feng Wuji.

"My lord, we meet again!" Feng Wuji said.

"Yeah, we met again!" Li Mu said, "Feng Wuji, 52 years old this year, master cultivation level... 20 years ago, he got the third place in the second class in the exam, and later became the county magistrate of Huaihua. He was promoted several times. Three years ago, you were the envoy of the Wupin Grain Depot, and now you are in charge of the granary, and the grain deficit is more than four floors, which is about 1000 million shi, don't you say anything?"

Feng Wuji said: "When I took office, there was a shortage of food in the granary! At least 500 million shi was short!"

Li Mu said, "Why didn't you report it?"

Feng Wuji said: "I have already reported it, but nothing came of it. No news came. Instead, someone warned me not long after... So, I compromised. If I did not compromise, I would not be able to see you alive, and I may have been arrested by now." Buried alive!"

Li Mu said to the guard at the side: "Investigate and see if he has a memorial?"

The guards disappeared, and news came after a while. Sure enough, three years ago, Feng Wuji played, but nothing came of it. No news came.

Li Mu's face felt a little feverish.

"Three years in office, 500 million shi of grain was lost, what do you say?" Li Mu said.

"Master Li, why be persistent!"

Feng Wuji said: "It's rare to be confused in life, neither deaf nor dumb, and not a leader. Many things, even if you know it, you can't bear it in the end. Instead of this, it's better to choose to be silent. After three years, change to another place." , everything is the same!!"

"In the eyes of adults, the common people, justice, etc. are very important. But in my eyes, justice is not important, the most important thing is to live; common people are not important, wife and children are the most important!"

As he spoke, Feng Wuji laughed, a trace of black blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and he fell dead on the ground.

Li Mu stepped forward and tried his best to rescue him, but after a few breaths, he was completely out of breath and died.

Feng Wuji died, and died during the interrogation.

Going forward to check, he died of a kind of poison. After taking it, he just took a few breaths, and he was killed.

"Broken Soul Scatter!"

Li Mu felt a little depressed, and checked up and down carefully. On the clothes, he found that a button was missing. Inside the button was Duanhun Powder. kill.

Duan Hun San, from the holy land of hidden killing, is the holy land of hidden killing, the signature poison.

"Rest in peace! May you be a good person in the next life!" Li Mu said.

Looking outside, the sky is gloomy, it seems that there is a strong wind coming, and the wind and rain are about to come.

After a while, there was a rattling sound, and the raindrops fell, sweeping to all parts of the world, and the heavy rain came.

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Chapter 332 A Man Comes Late at Night

Whoa!

The dark clouds are just a gust of wind blowing, or whistling down, and the raindrops slant down, sweeping the sky and the earth.The originally bright world became dark with the heavy rain, as if entering dusk, as if it was going to be dark.

Looking at the heavy rain outside the window, Li Mu felt a little depressed.

Crackling!

All of a sudden, Li Mu seemed to see something. He saw that the heavy rain was mixed with hailstones, which also attacked and hit the leaves, smashing the leaves to pieces and breaking them into pieces.Hitting the tiles also makes a terrifying sound, which is frightening.

As if thinking of something, Li Mu stopped worrying about the heavy rain and ran directly outside the city.

In the field, wheat is planted, and millet is still needed. It is June, which is a critical moment for growth, but a hailstorm comes, and a lot of wheat is beaten, and millet is also beaten.

Food harvest failure seems to have become a foregone conclusion.

"It's a big trouble, this is a natural and man-made disaster!"

Li Mu looked sad.

Not long ago, there was a shortage of granaries, but now there are hailstorms, resulting in poor harvests.

The reduction of three or five buckets per mu of land may seem to have little impact, but in fact it has a great impact.

Just like Li Mu, no matter how severe the natural disaster is, he will not go hungry; but ordinary people, in times of disaster, sell their fields, sell their sons and daughters, and eat Guanyin soil one after another.

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"The key now is to get back those deficit grains!" Li Mu said, "If the official warehouses and granaries are short-lived in harvest years, it's not a big problem. A calamity year, that is a devastating disaster, almost a fatal end!"

Speaking of this, Li Mu was also a little embarrassed.