Suspect in Jinling

In Pipa Lane, Jiang Xingzheng quickly finished the calculations again. After several comparisons, he probably already knew how Fu Yuchen was targeted by the Taiping Sect.

The tax subject that Fu Yuchen was in charge of was the taxation of the Bingbei Road in the southeast, that is, the assistance of the "Six Bingbei Roads of Ying, Huai, An, Hui, Ning, and Chi".

The so-called assistance refers to temporary assistance to the imperial court in case of major affairs, such as the sudden consolidation of the defense of the Yangtze River in flood years, the allocation of extra funds for coastal defense when Japanese pirates harassed, and the ceremonial expenses along the way when the princes went to seal the country. These are all big aids, one time is ten thousand taels of silver, and it will be over when it is over. In addition, there are many small aids in small pieces. The military mission of Bingbei Dao changes frequently, and there are many small aids in it. Well, what Fu Yuchen did was to quietly turn these small aids into rules—the matter may have ended a few years ago, but the payment of these levies has not yet ended. Delivered seasonally.

From the perspective of time, Fu Yuchen has been doing this secret account for seven or eight years. According to the concept of "good and evil karma, I will avenge my grievances" in the Taiping Sect, Fu Yuchen is indeed the type they want to get rid of.

"October 13st, December 21st, 21th year of Zhengtong, February 14st, 21th year of Zhengtong..." Jiang Xingzheng pondered and recalled the time when "Ghost Seeing Sorrow" killed these household officials, raised his head, and asked Huai Dong: "You said that your father was very disturbed a few days before he was killed, and you also mentioned that these official duties would cause him trouble, right?"

Fu Huaidong nodded vigorously: "Yes."

Jiang Xingzheng frowned: "Your home has been in your house since last summer, has any files been stolen?"

Fu Huaidong shook his head vigorously: "No, my father hid these files very well, and nothing has been lost in my house."

Jiang Xingzheng looked at the account book in his hand, and thought for a while: It is also reasonable. Gui Jianchou may not be worried about this account book, because in order to understand these things, he must not only be familiar with the history of money and food, but also be proficient in the copy process. He is a master of actuarial calculations, such a person is rare in Jinling, a killer who licks blood with a knife, he can't do such delicate work, and he should also know that even if he can get the files of the yamen, the secret accounts of these people, He can also find a group of actuarial experts to help him with the investigation, and the investigation may be fruitless, because these head of the household department are probably only in charge of a small tip of the iceberg. Jianchou couldn't find out where the backbone was, let alone where the money would go.

Jiang Xingzheng has read three books, and the accounts in them are all written in code words. The cashier is only "Gu Yu" who is a little obvious. It can be explained—he knew it was impossible to follow the clues, so he simply used his life to force the big man behind him to act.

After Fu Yuchen's death on February 21, his official business practices were transferred to other officials of the household department. The army was caught off guard, and the original "assistance fee" was cut off. Immediately afterwards, he received an order from Shangfeng to eradicate "ghosts and sorrows". On the surface, he aggressively wiped out a Taiping religion stronghold, not wanting to be stabbed to death by a prostitute in Jiaofo Tower a few days later.

They are all dead...

Pang Zhengying, Chu Ji, Hu Ye, and Xie Bin, in just one month, the one who broke four arms in a row, the threat of Gui Jianchou is still there, according to his actions, he will definitely continue to strike on the 21st of this month.

"That big man is hard to see," Jiang Xingzheng thought for a while, and it seemed that he was going to invite his father to come from Poyang.He murmured in a low voice: "The icing on the cake is nothing like giving charcoal in the snow."

"Are they exploiting so much in one county now?"

After Si Ye finished talking about the situation in Huai'an Mansion, Kuang Jian touched his side with Si Ye once, and asked, "You knew about the fake tax case earlier, right?"

The fourth master nodded: "I do know... How should I put it, in fact, many older people know it, but they haven't found a cure. It's too difficult to prove it in taxation. You can't dig out the big ones, and you can only find out the small characters." , the opponent's tactics are becoming more and more cautious, like why Pang Zhengying can win the Kaiping Palace, why Lu Duanxian bows his head to Xie Bin, why Hu Ye can afford Liulier, people in Jinling official circles don't know what to do. ? There are a lot of them, but they can’t grasp the handle, and people can’t move easily, so they just stay so stiff first.”

The fourth master thought for a moment and asked, "Jiang Xingzheng wants to join forces with you? Why did you reject him?"

He heard what Kuang Jian said just now, and he realized that Jiang Xingzheng is a talented person, and he is obviously holding the inside information in his hands now.What they lack now is intelligence, and they no longer care about which channel it came from.

Kuang Jian didn't speak, but rolled him a glance.

The fourth master was taken aback for a moment, and then realized, "Yes, yes, yes, there is also the matter of killing Xiangyue. Jiang Xingzheng wants to catch ghosts and make contributions."

The trump card they hide is the coveted item of others. After joining forces, how can they exchange information?How is the source of information interpreted?They can't just look at the present. Jiang Xingzheng's sister jumped into the river 11 years ago, and his fiancée was kidnapped again 11 years later. Jiang Xingzheng's hatred for the Taiping Sect is probably not at 01:30. Let alone cooperate, don't stab each other in the back That's fine.

The fourth master calmed down and did not think about Jiang Xingzheng's affairs. He and Kuang Jian worked out the next action plan based on the current situation. There was no rush for Qian Jin's affairs. The most important thing was to make good use of the line of killing Xiangyue. As soon as possible to find out the true and false inside the Taiping Sect, the two discussed back and forth, and it was past lunch time without paying attention. There was a strict knock on the door, followed by Zhang Hua's voice. I came to report to work after noon.

"Come in." Kuang Jian answered loudly, Zhang Hua walked in, closed the door, and reported to Kuang Jian what Sha Xiangyue did this morning, what he said at noon, and whether there was any abnormal behavior.

"Small chat?" Kuang Jian sorted out the crime plan that had just been finalized with Fourth Master without raising his head: "Talk about the specifics in the chat, he said nothing." Jane looked up at Zhang Hua, and the other party could only bite the bullet and continue: "The Yamen was discussing Kuang Catcher's private affairs while eating, and he followed along to join in the fun."

The fourth master was about to go out for dinner, when he heard the words, he stopped curiously: "His private business? Does Mr. Kuang still have personal business?"

Zhang Hua tensed his face: "I don't know where to start this morning. It said that you had a good friend when you were on official business, called Bao, and everyone was talking about it at noon."

The fourth master looked up at Kuang Jian sharply, afraid that Kuang Jian would get angry, but Kuang Jian looked calm and gave a soft "hmm".

The duty room was eerily quiet for a moment.

Zhang Hua couldn't figure out Kuang Jian's attitude, so he glanced at the fourth master for help, and the fourth master quickly raised his chin, he could only continue: "Brothers don't mean anything malicious, just curious. The famous case in [-] went through, Master Killer didn’t say anything special, he just joined in the fun and asked the prisoners and their families and parties, joking with our people which one is more likely.”

The fourth master didn't think it was a big deal when he watched the excitement, and asked with great interest: "Then did you come to any conclusions from the discussion?" Not everyone in the yamen knew that Kuang Jian was the son of Mr. Meng Zhi, but Xiao Kuang was not close to female sex. There are quite a lot of people who know about it, so the fourth master is very curious about what kind of lovers the yamen servants have arranged for Kuang Jianbian.

Zhang Hua smiled wryly: "Little Six pulled out all the case files in Kuangtou's office, but couldn't find any treasures. Brother Cheng said that there must be someone in Kuangtou, and it can't be that the case was judged. The young master of the scholarly family, and then everyone thinks it makes sense, and it's almost gone after eating..."

Fourth Master laughed, and asked Zhang Hua why you were nervous, wasn't he just joking!

Kuang Jian glanced at Fourth Master with a complicated expression, then frowned wordlessly, and said to Zhang Hua: "Very well done, go get busy."

Seeing Kuang Jian's unmoved expression, the fourth master became angry. He was afraid that the matter was not serious enough, and added another sentence: "Hey, hey, the last question... I haven't finished asking! Zhang Hua, at that time Shaxiangyue was What look?"

Kuang Jian's hands of sorting out the files subtly stopped.

"what……?"

Zhang Hua couldn't understand these two incomprehensible superiors, but he still reluctantly replied: "I don't have any expression... I just wanted to join in the fun, he doesn't really care."

Fourth master looked at Kuang Jian with a smile.

Sure enough, this time, Xiao Kuang catcher's expression sank unabashedly.

Dabaoen Temple rang the evening bell again, and the people in the yamen rushed home, Sha Xiangyue squatted on the ground in a daze, Zhang Hua was also on duty and went home, Kuang Jian still had some trivial matters to finish, it seemed that his subordinates A theft case needs his approval, saying that he will be off work soon and let him wait.

The setting sun is magnificent, and the clouds roll and the clouds are relaxing, there is a kind of extremely gorgeous beauty, Sha Xiangyue squatted at the corner of the corridor where the setting sun can be seen, staring at the corner of her robe.

He had already explained to himself the whole day. In the morning, he explained that Kuang Jian was just drunk, and in the afternoon, he explained that Kuang Jian was a normal man. It is normal to have a child at the age of 25. It is not normal if he has not had a relationship with anyone.It's also easy to understand that he likes quiet people. Most of his daily business contacts are hooligans. He will naturally have a good impression of those who speak politely. It doesn't matter whether he is a scholar or not. What kind of lintel he can't climb...

Sha Xiangyue took a deep breath, swallowed her breath, and calmed herself down.

Just at this time, a figure did not come over, Qiqi Ai Ai lowered his head to Sha Xiangyue and asked: "Excuse me, can I ask for a glass of water here?"

Kuang Jian leaned against the door frame and quickly approved the copybook handed over by his subordinates.

The fourth master had long since slipped away, and he was inexplicably impatient. When he saw ten lines in the case, he would look up from time to time to glance at Shaxiangyue in the corridor opposite. I can't see his expression, but I can feel his demeanor, and I can even see the bruise on the side of his neck clearly. Kuang Jian's pen is flying, and while quickly asking his subordinates a few key questions, he gives Instructions, when I raised my head again, suddenly there was a crooked little old man beside Sha Xiangyue, with dark skin, gray cloth gown, tight leggings on his calves, dressed like a mule and horse coolie at the bridgehead.

Kuang Jian squinted her eyes and watched the two men stand side by side with their heads down, seeming to be talking but not speaking. Sha Xiangyue took out a charcoal pencil and quickly wrote a note for him, and the old man took it Putting it into the trouser pocket, he suddenly raised his head, and met Kuang Jian's eyes from a distance.

Kuang Jian immediately threw the copy in his hand to his subordinates, and walked straight towards Sha Xiangyue. Before he got close, he asked, "Who is that?"

Sha Xiangyue was taken aback for a moment, hesitated for a moment: "There are people lying around nearby, just came to Yingtianfu to beg for saliva... Hey! Kuang Jian!"

Kuang Jian ignored Sha Xiangyue's call, passed him and walked quickly towards the auditorium. During the mediation, there were people looking for children, some fighting, all of them were people. Kuang Jian quickly pushed aside the crowd, locked on the gray cloth gown, and grabbed it: "Stop. What are you doing here?"

His voice was so severe that the old man trembled in fright: "Catcher."

When Zhan Weiwei turned around, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and began to explain in a panic, "I had an argument with someone, come on, I just went to the middle hall to beg for a drink..."

Kuang Jian didn't care what he said, and glanced at his trouser pocket: "What did the person just give you?"

At this time, Sha Xiangyue had slowly followed, from the initial surprise to the frosty complexion at this time, he frowned, watching this scene with cold eyes.The little old man looked at Sha Xiangyue, hurriedly fumbled for the note in his trouser pocket, and confessed to Kuang Jian: "Well, this customer has changed his mind?"

"Customer?" Kuang Jian was suspicious: "What did he buy from you? Where did he send it?"

The old man touched the note once but didn't get it out. He took it out after the second touch and handed it to Kuang Jian: "If you don't send the feet, wooden frame, plaster and rush grass, send them to Yingtian Mansion..."

Kuang Jian pulled the note, not thinking that Sha Xiangyue needed it now, and looked at it with her brows tightly locked, wondering what code word was on it.

"What do you want footstands and plaster for?"

He turned his head and stared at Sha Xiangyue gloomyly.

Sha Xiangyue looked at him, stared at him for a long time, suddenly, he sneered unabashedly, and said loudly: "It's nothing, I just saw that your room is too damp, and I want to help you make a floor to insulate it from moisture and heat. "As he spoke, he looked at the note, the last glow of the day turned from light to dark on his face, and he said lightly: "I am troubled. Kuang catcher tore it up."