At the beginning, there is smoke coming out of the ancestral grave, and the woman is busy in the imp

"Seeing Uncle Zhuang's happy face, could it be that something good is about to happen and he invited Yu Heng to be the bed press boy?"

Zhuang Yun feigned anger and glared at her, "Oh, you little heartless one. Thanks to me, I got the news about Fan Hong and came here to tell you."

"You actually imitated those old men's ways of urging people to get married!"

As he spoke, he sighed again and said with great sadness: "After all, this uncle-nephew relationship has gone with the flow of the Han River eastward and will never return."

Xie Yuheng frowned and thought for a moment, then said: "Strictly speaking, Mr. Zhuang is a few years older than my father."

"We are indeed not uncles and nephews, but we can barely be considered uncles and nephews."

As soon as the word "Bo" came out, Zhuang Yun suddenly felt that he was more than ten years older and could be directly classified as a peer with Si Yuandao and others.

Seeing more and more people around, Zhuang Yun pricked up his ears and listened, and walked to Xie's carriage in a familiar manner.

"Okay, let's not act like monkeys here. Let's go back home and I'll explain it to you in detail."

In the study room of Jiangling Marquis Mansion, the two people sat across from each other.

Xie Yuheng held a copy of Fan Hong's confession and looked at it one by one. The amount of money his brother-in-law embezzled from the public kitchen was truly astonishing.

"That day when I was with you at the Jinyumantang Gambling House, Jia Sanlong, a doctor from the Department of Rites and Food Department, was the sworn brother of his brother-in-law Wu Fan."

"Zhang Xian, whom Fang Fengxu met in the restaurant, is also Wu Fan's sworn brother."

Xie Yuheng reached out and took the tea cup from the desk, and said quietly:

"Being Wu Fan's sworn brother is as simple as eating and drinking, as long as it's profitable for him."

Zhuang Yun laughed, "Don't tell me, he does have five such sworn brothers, and some of them are already dead."

"Including Jia Sanlong?"

"Yes, he committed suicide within a few days of being imprisoned in Dali Temple."

Zhuang Yun sighed. If Jia Sanlong's clues hadn't been cut off, the case wouldn't have been investigated for so long.

"If there is a major banquet or a censor goes to Guanglu Temple to inspect, Jia Sanlong will notify the minister of Guanglu Temple in advance to make a good appearance for inspection."

"Zhang Xian is responsible for collecting cheap ingredients from the people and then selling them to Guanglu Temple at a high price."

"The left and right are boiled until they are pulpy, like pig food. As long as there is no peculiar smell, you can't tell whether the ingredients are good or bad."

Xie Yuheng sneered lightly, "It seems that those cooks at Guanglu Temple are all the same."

"They say they are cooks, but not all of them are serious cooks."

"Most of them are retired cooks from the army, or wounded and disabled generals after the war, so the people in the court are more tolerant."

Si Yuandao pushed the door open and walked in, snorting coldly: "The Ministry of War staff is in charge of the Cleaning Department, and their pension money is not missing."

"If you have any difficulties, you can tell the Ministry of War, and we will find ways to arrange other positions to support your family."

"But they shouldn't be greedy for the money given to the public kitchens by various government agencies. The capital of the public kitchens is also the blood and sweat of the people of Daliang!"

The weather had obviously turned cooler, but Zhuang Yun heard sweat on his forehead and quickly wiped it with his sleeves.

He said repeatedly: "Yes, yes, Master Si is right, I didn't speak for them at all..."

Zhuang Yun was aggrieved, so he just mentioned the background of the cook from Guanglu Temple.

Si Yuandao glanced at him and asked while picking up a chair: "Although my family Yu Heng recommended this matter, the follow-up has nothing to do with him."

"Why are you talking to him about this?"

"It's not like you don't know where Fan Hong's wife is from. Don't be implicated again when the time comes."

He still remembers that his precious baby knelt in the Queen Mother's Hall for a long time!

He couldn't even bear to say a harsh word, but the Queen Mother actually knelt down as punishment!

At this time, Zhuang Yun really wanted to jump into the Wei water to wash himself, so he quickly got up and helped Si Yuandao put the chair next to the desk, and poured tea for him himself.

Then he said: "Don't worry, just look at this."

Zhuang Yun rummaged around on the table, found another copy of Wu Fan's confession, and handed it to Si Yuandao.

Si Yuandao followed all the steps and quickly saw the key points.

'In May, my brother-in-law asked Jiangling Marquis to stop recommending him in order to prevent the matter from being exposed, and he retreated when he saw difficulties. '

The orderer informed the former Yongchang Bo Mengchang that the two of them were related by ancestors and grandsons. '

'Firstly, it can avenge Linyuan back then, and secondly, it can force the Marquis of Jiangling to find someone to transfer Meng Shuhong back from Liangzhou...'

"Bastard thing!"

Si Yuandao slammed the desk angrily, and the tea was knocked out, almost soaking the other confessions.

"The two of them are now fighting each other, blaming each other. But Meng Chang..."

As he spoke, Zhuang Yun looked at Xie Yuheng, and everyone knew what he had left unfinished.

Then, Zhuang Yun touched his nose, and he knew something.

After Meng Shuhong and Chi Bai got together, Wu felt hopeless in this life, so she and Meng Chang became pregnant with another child.

It's a pity that Meng Shuhong is also a ruthless character and directly aborted his own mother's fetus!

Wu is very old and has injured her body, so it will be difficult for her to get pregnant again.

So, they turned around and poisoned Meng Chang with sterilization. This family was really interesting.

If Meng Chang discovers it someday, he will have to rely on Xie Yuheng, his only promising grandson, to save everything. It is better to deal with it as soon as possible.

Si Yuandao pondered for a moment and said solemnly: "I will tell your majesty about this matter. Thank you Mr. Zhuang for coming to inform me."

"What the hell, I haven't thanked the little guy for helping me put an end to the Qiantang Rebellion."

Watching Si Yuandao leave in a hurry, Xie Yuheng said: "It's a small effort, nothing worth mentioning."

"Master Zhuang, why don't you come over to the house to talk about the Mid-Autumn Festival? You can also give the cook at home a holiday."

"No, hahaha. The Mid-Autumn Festival is such a great festival, so naturally many people can't hold it in anymore. I have to go and make political achievements!"

The appearance of his deceased family members is a bit blurry and cannot be remembered clearly.

But every reunion holiday, it becomes particularly clear.

If I couldn't hold back my tears, wouldn't it ruin the atmosphere of reunion and happiness in other people's homes...

It is better to go out more and catch a few officials who have lost their original intention, which can save many people's families from falling apart.

While the two were chatting, another servant came to report that Yang Chengwu had asked Xie Yuheng to go to the Yamen Office of the Ministry of Industry.

Seeing Xie Yuheng leaving, Zhuang Yun also packed up and prepared to leave.

But when it came to Zhang Xian's confession, Zhuang Yun paused slightly with his fingers.

This person was not afraid of seeing Wu Fan's other sworn brothers die, so he went to Fengxu...

The government office of the Ministry of Industry and Commerce has a newly opened publishing and printing workshop. There are troops stationed outside the square to prevent anyone from snooping.

Not only Yang Chengwu was here in the workshop, but also Nalan Qing, a senior master.

If Chu Heng hadn't been tripped up by Si Yuandao, he would have come to take a look.

The literate worker will pick out the word blocks and arrange them, and a dedicated person will check them three times to confirm that they are correct before proceeding to the next step.

As for printing, ordinary handymen who are illiterate can also be used.

Pei Ji was pushed back and forth between them, picking up an article from time to time and checking carefully for any flaws.

In the past, the Pei family was full of officials who were loyal and courageous. They established a clean officialdom and never feared life or death or being plotted against.