Chapter 2459: Food Rat

Fang Xing walked into the granary. A clerk was stepping on a ladder and lying on top of the grain barrel, holding a long iron pipe in his hand and poking down.

He poked at different places, then raised his head and shouted: "Put out food!"

A minor official asked the sergeant for help and brought some big buckets over.

Things were being moved here, and the judge and Baihuguan were brought over.

When the two saw this formation, they looked at each other, and then looked panicked.

"Who stole it?"

Fang Xing asked seemingly casually, carrying a bamboo tube with a smooth outside.

Baihuguan turned his head with difficulty, but the general judge was faster.

"Uncle, what are you stealing?"

Tong San's expression quickly returned to normal, and he even glanced at Baihuguan in front of Fang Xing.

Fang Xing couldn't help but smile: "You are very bold. If you go on an overseas mission, you will be like a fish in water."

What do diplomats want?

One is eloquence, and the other is shamelessness.

The thicker the skin of a diplomat, the greater his reputation is likely to be.

When you can regard your opponent's well-founded accusations as slander and firmly believe it, then you are the best diplomat.

The general judge looked at the gate with a natural expression as he continued to put food in.

"puff!"

As if someone had farted very hard, the food flow out of the gate suddenly stopped, and then a gust of wind rushed out from the gate, even Fang Xing was blown away.

Fang Xing looked at the hole and asked, "Where is the food?"

There were more than ten large buckets placed on the ground, but only three were filled. Fang Xing walked to the grain cylinder and looked up.

The height of the grain tube is about three meters, and it can hold a lot of grain. At least three large buckets cannot be filled.

The general judge said in confusion: "Uncle, I don't even know!"

The clerk above pulled out the iron pipe.

Said: "Uncle, it seems like something stopped me in the middle."

He leaned back slightly, looking at the danger of falling, and then put his foot in and stepped on it a few times.

"boom!"

There was a sudden sound in the grain tube, and after a shake, rice spurted out again.

There was some hay in the middle of the rice. Someone picked it up, looked at it, and said, "It's a straw mat."

"Help!"

The clerk above stepped on the air and fell into the grain cylinder.

Xiaodao rushed up from the ladder in two steps, and after a while of busy work, he finally rescued the grey-haired clerk.

The food kept pouring out. After it was all put out, someone counted it and Fang Xing said, "Uncle, logarithm."

The general judge and Baihu officials looked on blankly, feeling a little aggrieved.

"Is it a straw mat?"

Fang Xing went over to check. After the clerk came down tremblingly, he said, "Check! Check five more rooms."

Then the cavalry didn't even wait for the keys, and directly followed the directions and picked the locks of five warehouses at a distance.

The so-called straw mat is a provocation!

Fang Xing was walking in the middle of the reservoir area. When someone reported that the Qingzhou magistrate came to see him, he said playfully: "This guy seems to be confident!"

Zhang Lu, the prefect of Qingzhou, stood outside with a calm expression, but several officials behind him were a little impatient.

"Sir, who is here?"

Zhang Lu didn't answer. He squinted inside and said, "They are responsible for this granary and it has nothing to do with us."

At this time, someone came inside and took Zhang Lu and the others inside.

On the road, I saw a warehouse with the door open. The big bucket inside was filled with grain and was being relayed to the grain cylinder.

An official whispered behind Zhang Lu: "Sir, this is a random inspection of the granary, it's none of our business."

Zhang Lu nodded slightly. His impression of Fang Xing was not very good. His only favorable impression was that the vassal king of Qingzhou was killed by Fang Xing, and everyone's life was much easier.

When he saw Fang Xing, he was watching a clerk insert a tube into the grain cylinder.

Fang Xing turned around and looked at Zhang Lu and said: "I have been sneaking all the way out of Beijing. I asked myself that my whereabouts were not exposed. Except for staying in Jinan Mansion for a day and saying that I was coming to Qingzhou, no one knew the news. How did you know it? of?"

Zhang Lu said calmly: "Some of the soldiers guarding the city gate have seen you."

Fang Xing nodded and said: "Yes, I have been to Qingzhou several times, and every time it was bloody, I can't remember it!"

Zhang Lu smiled bitterly and said, "Uncle Xinghe, people from the Ministry of Revenue came down to inspect the warehouse here only a few years ago."

Fang Xing said: "I was passing by here and saw signs of famine in Shandong this year, so I wanted to take a look."

Zhang Lu said: "It's time to take a look. Do you want me to go down and mobilize some people?"

Zhang Lu was clearing his responsibilities.

He is a veteran of Jianghu. When he worked in various places before, he knew more or less about warehousing.

In a word, there is no clean granary in the world.

And how could Fang Xing come to inspect the granary privately? Mostly with a secret purpose.

He glanced at the general magistrate and Baihuguan, and when he saw their expressions were as usual, he felt that this matter might have been in vain.

"No need."

Fang Xing said: "Those who have committed robberies in the past dynasties once started, no one can stop them, so if there is a deficit, they can be found out immediately."

"next door!"

Fang Xing suddenly changed his mind. The clerk who had just pulled out the iron pipe was stunned for a moment, then came down and poured out the rice in the pipe.

"Uncle, there's no problem here."

Xin Laoqi suddenly approached and whispered: "Master, when I talked about the next door, those two people were a little panicked."

Fang Xing nodded, and the clerk took the iron pipe to the edge.

The sound of smashing the lock sounded a bit heavy, and with each hit, the bodies of Tong San and Bai Hu Guan shook.

When Zhang Lu saw this, he asked, "But is there a love problem?"

The two men shook their heads together. Fang Xing looked at the tall grain cylinder and said, "Uncle Ben once said in Shandong last time that the climate in the entire north will slowly change, not getting better, but getting worse, so Food is the top priority.”

He turned around, walked up to Tong Fan, and asked, "Why do you have to guard yourself against theft?"

The judge raised his head, his face was pale, but he forced a smile and said: "Uncle, I am the official..."

"Snapped!"

Fang Xing slapped the judge down and said solemnly: "Someone reported to the capital that the granary in Shandong was in short supply. Your Majesty ordered me to come and check. Do you think it was just a whim?"

The judge covered his face and said, "Uncle, it's okay. Someone just came down to inspect it a few years ago!"

The official of the Hundred Households was already soaked to the skin, and the sweat was still coming out.

"Uncle, I am lowering my rank..."

Fang Xing glanced at him and said, "The man who came down years ago was smashed in the head with a teacup by Xia Yuanji from the Ministry of Revenue, and his house was immediately ransacked. What do you think?"

"Uncle, I don't know!"

The two of them knelt in front of Fang Xing, looking even more unjust than Dou E.

"Uncle, I found it."

A clerk rushed in and said excitedly: "It's a double-decker warehouse!"

Zhang Lu's expression tightened, and he immediately took a step back.

If there is a deficit here, he, as the prefect, cannot escape responsibility.

However, he had only been in Qingzhou for less than half a year, so he felt that he could stay out of the matter.

"What double warehouse?"

Fang Xing asked. The general judge and Baihuguan were already slumped on the ground.

The clerk said: "Uncle, the double-decker warehouse has rice grains on the top and bottom, and the middle is full of rice bran, straw and other debris!"

"What a trick!"

Fang Xing had seen the tricks of these grain rats, and he couldn't help but said coldly: "Send an order to seal the two grain warehouses in Qingzhou Mansion, and keep everyone under control. Investigate!"

Zhang Lu knew that the matter was serious, so he wanted to take the initiative and leave a good impression.

"Uncle Xinghe, I can summon some people to help."

Fang Xing glanced at him and said, "I don't trust anyone in Qingzhou's officialdom at the moment."

Zhang Lu was a little embarrassed, but he didn't dare to argue with Fang Xing.

"Uncle, this is a loss!"