I was kicked out of the house, and I was reborn and became the emperor

“So, I kept a close eye on Deng Xianyong. How could two thousand dan of military rations disappear out of thin air?

Later, it was discovered that Deng had a close relationship with Mr. Jin from Yuncheng, the owner of a grain store.

I led the guards to sneak into their granary and found a large amount of stored grain. Even the official cloth bags had not been replaced. They were openly stored. I took the opportunity to take a bag as evidence. "

After saying this, Bai Yujing took out a cloth bag from the package and displayed it in front of him.

Fang Yi unfolded the cloth and saw clear handwriting on it.

Lijiazhuang in Yuncheng County paid taxes and the tax was stamped with the seal of the Yuncheng government.

According to the laws of the Great Zhou Dynasty, when the government collected grain, even the villagers were required to mark the source on the grain bags so that they could verify the adulteration of the grain in the future and hold people accountable.

But now, with irrefutable evidence in front of him, Fang Yi raised doubts.

"This can only prove that the grain came from Yuncheng, but it is not enough to prove that it was Deng Xianyong's doing. Although the loss of military rations is enough to make him lose his job and stand trial, this is not his crime. This man should be executed!"

Bai Yujing nodded silently and continued.

"After we locked onto Deng Xianyong's suspicion, we followed the clues. We first bribed a guard at the grain warehouse, and he confessed that the grain and grass were indeed transported by the government. This was not the first time such an operation had taken place. The amount this time was about 2,000 dan, which was in line with our expectations.

Later, based on his description, we noticed a chief clerk in the yamen, who was responsible for counting the exact amount and dispatching grain transportation, and was obviously an insider.

This person must not act rashly. I have arranged two guards to monitor him secretly. If he makes any unusual movement, they will be arrested immediately.

As for Boss Jin, he is also under surveillance.

Fortunately, you left a few guards behind, otherwise I would have been hard-pressed to handle it all by myself."

After saying that, Bai Yujing, who was extremely thirsty, picked up Fang Yi's water cup and drank it all in one gulp, earning a helpless roll of the eyes from Fang Yi.

Fang Yi walked slowly in the barracks, carefully pondering the clues in his hands.

Now that the physical evidence has been obtained, it has been confirmed that a large amount of military rations were lost.

The key witnesses pointed to two people: First, Boss Jin, who dared to embezzle military rations, must have been in cahoots with Deng Xianyong. There was probably no other person in Yuncheng who had the courage to be involved in such a shady deal.

Secondly, the chief clerk had the exact accounts of grain and fodder entering the warehouse, and he should have known exactly how much Deng Xianyong had withheld.

The evidence against these two people is conclusive and irrefutable.

Bai Yujing is a man of meticulous mind and extraordinary courage. The clues he obtained hit the nail on the head, and Deng Xianyong could not escape the law. He is truly a rare talent.

After sorting out his thoughts, Fang Yi slammed the table and gave a decisive order.

"Now that things have come to this, we must quickly close the net and not give them a chance to destroy the evidence.

You should quickly go to Pingchang Town and bring fifty elite soldiers with you. Disguise yourselves and rush to Yuncheng overnight. You must keep a close watch on these two witnesses and Deng Xianyong. No mistakes can be made.

I immediately met with Governor Wu, reported everything to him, and informed the Northern Frontier Prefecture.

As soon as reinforcements from Northern Frontier Prefecture arrive, no matter what the circumstances, you must immediately arrest the two witnesses."

Beijiang Prefecture is the central area of ​​the entire Northern Frontier.

And there is a prince in charge of the Northern Frontier Prefecture.

So Fang Yi thinks that place is still credible.

Bai Yujing accepted the order and left in a hurry before he could even sit down and warm himself.

Looking at Bai Yujing's resolute back, Fang Yi nodded with satisfaction. This man was truly a pillar of society, without any trace of the weakness of a scholar.

Soon after, Fang Yi also left the camp and went straight to Wu Minbo to report the progress of the situation.

At this moment, Fang Yi was standing in Wu Minbo's study surrounded by classics. What was rare was that the usually calm Wu Minbo was furious, trembling all over, pacing around the room with a cloth bag tightly in his hand.

The desk on one side was shattered into pieces in just a moment by Wu Minbo's heavy blow, and books and letters were scattered all over the floor, as if the tranquility in the room was completely torn apart by this anger.

"As a pillar of the imperial court, he did not care about helping the people, but was greedy for his own benefit, even embezzling military rations during the war!

If we don’t get rid of these parasites, we won’t be able to appease the people’s anger!

If this person escapes the law, I, Wu Minbo, will no longer be a human being! "

Wu Minbo's indignant words were powerful.

If Deng Xianyong had not privately withheld military rations, the military morale in Yunzhou would not have been so unstable that it would have almost caused an unmanageable chaos.

Fang Yi stood aside and gave advice calmly.

"Governor, the situation is urgent. We should report it to the Northern Frontier Prefecture immediately and bring the culprits to justice. Their property and granaries should be confiscated. Only in this way can we temporarily solve the urgent problem in Yunzhou."

He knew very well that under Wu Minbo's rage, Deng Xianyong's fate was sealed.

Wu Minbo nodded heavily, waved his hand to summon a guard, and ordered him to report to the Northern Frontier Prefecture immediately. At the same time, he reminded Fang Yi to ensure close cooperation among the spies in Yuncheng City to ensure that the criminals were caught red-handed.

That night, northern Xinjiang welcomed the first heavy snowfall of winter. At first, the snow was as fine as catkins, floating lightly, but then it became increasingly heavy and dense.

But in a moment, the sky and the earth were covered with white snow, just like clouds piled up on the top of the mountain and snow fell silently under the rocks. It was beautiful but could not hide the impending cold.

It is often said that auspicious snow indicates a good harvest, but for the people in the northern border, this year may not be an auspicious year.

When the news reached the Northern Frontier Prefecture, it caused an uproar. This case was the largest corruption scandal in Northern Frontier in recent years, and it was particularly shocking as it occurred at a time when the war was at a stalemate.

In order to prevent the scoundrels from leaking the information, the Northern Frontier Prince Zhan Tianyou personally led 500 elite cavalrymen to launch a thunder attack to arrest Deng Xianyong. This move was tantamount to showing the world that the heinousness of such crimes had touched the bottom line of the dynasty.

……

Old Xing is over fifty years old. He was once a brave general on the border of Yunzhou and has experienced countless battles of varying sizes.

As time passed, he eventually retired from the army and moved to Yuncheng, becoming one of the soldiers defending the city.

Yuncheng is backed by Yunzhou and is rarely hit by war, so most of the soldiers under the city walls are weak and old. They are guarding not only the city, but also the lingering beacon fire in their hearts.

Despite this, this duty could not reduce the family's tax burden, and they could only rely on the meager military salary to supplement the family income. Their life was poor and simple.

Today, Old Xing stood on the top of the city wall, with waves of emotion in his heart.

This year's taxes have increased again, and the family's situation has become increasingly difficult.

Recently, my son has been clamoring to join the famous Akabane Camp in order to make achievements on the battlefield and escape the fate of farming for generations.

As night falls, snowflakes quietly drift down. According to custom, Old Xing should buy two taels of hot liquor to warm himself up, and half a pound of beef to comfort his tired body, but now, every penny needs to be carefully calculated.

He could only endure the cold silently, stamping his feet on the city wall, his breath turning into frost, trying to bring a little warmth to his frozen fingers.

Old Xing's gaze passed through the flying snowflakes and reached the empty suburbs.

The snowfield is vast, with occasional human figures shuttling through the pass. Apart from that, the world seems to be frozen.

Suddenly, a string of black dots appeared in the distant sky, like winding ink lines, gradually gathering into a moving dark cloud, rapidly approaching Yuncheng.

Old Xing initially thought it was a visual illusion, and when he rubbed his eyes, the "dark cloud" became clearer and closer.

"Cavalry? Why are there cavalry?"

Old Xing was confused.

The team before them was undoubtedly the cavalry of the Great Zhou. The Jurchen cavalry had always acted in secret and would never approach the city so ostentatiously.

Moreover, there was no notification of any cavalry visit today. Old Xing was confused and worried about the reason for all this.