Chapter 271 Who will win the destiny? (34)

Ten miles away from Chanzhou City, a mountain bay was covered with dense bamboo forests. When you walked to the edge of Qingqing River, the mountain breeze blew and the bamboo forest swayed. In a vague way, you could see the houses built deep in the bamboo forest. A dull sound of horse hooves pierced the quiet mountain bay. The bare-butt child flapping by the river, got up from the water curiously and somewhat afraid, and followed the horse team far away.

Deep in the bamboo forest is a manor with more than 100 people living in it. This is the property of the governor Wang Decheng outside the city of Chanzhou.

A sergeant with a pockmarked face shouted outside the door: "Open the door quickly."

After a while, a small door opened in the manor and an old man with a hunched back walked out. He bowed to the sergeant with a hunched face and said, "The villain is the housekeeper here. What's the price for the military master here?"

"We are from the Ministry of Justice. We are ordered to search this place and open the door quickly."

"This is the manor of the King of Chanzhou, you can't do anything randomly."

"Get out." The Mama-faced Sergeant no longer had the patience to talk to the old housekeeper. He raised the whip in his hand and made a crisp sound in the air.

The soldiers rushed into the manor and quickly occupied all the ways to enter and exit. The accounting rooms, warehouses and other places were immediately surrounded. Several soldiers quickly walked into an inconspicuous side room, smashed open the iron lock with some lures, and opened a compartment.

"There is no account book in the house. There is a compartment on the wall, which is empty."

The old man smiled and said, "The account book is all in the account room. If the official wants to see it, just say it. How dare the old child disobey?"

Soon, the accountant in the manor moved out several booklets.

"Not these, where is the account book that Wang Decheng brought back from Chanzhou City?" Liu Jiangqing was the city lieutenant and the inspector of the imperial guards. This time, the three imperial court officials held an examination, so he sent the inspector of the army Liu Jiangqing to Chanzhou to collect the most important account book. He flipped through several account book one after another. They were all simple account book book recording the manor expenses.

The old housekeeper smiled and said, "All the accounts in the manor are here. I never knew what books there are (named to the owner). The lord joked."

Liu Jiang said coldly: "I came here from Daliang thousands of miles away. Could it be that I am telling a joke? Wang Decheng has been taken to death now. If you conceal the evidence of the crime for him, it will be a dead end."

The old man trembled and said, "I am just a gardener here. I don't know anything else."

Seeing that the old man insisted that he had no idea, Liu Jiangqing said, "Come all the people on the manor into this yard." He said to the old man again, "Find out the account book, you won't be able to eat it and leave."

The old man stepped forward, knelt in front of Liu Jiangqing, and said, "This military master, Alang is a good official. If you go around and visit, anyone will praise you. The breaking of the Yellow River in Chanzhou is a natural disaster, no wonder our Alang."

Liu Jiangqing ignored the old housekeeper and walked straight to the main courtyard.

Soon, there were crying sounds in the yard, with children crying, and some women crying. More than 100 people in the manor were taken to the dam of the main courtyard by the soldiers.

Wang Decheng's bedroom is elegantly decorated, with several fonts hanging, and a large window lattice. Through the wooden window lattice, you can see the green bamboo leaves swaying in the wind. These bushes of bamboo are more than twenty steps away from the wooden window lattice and cannot block the sunshine in the house. When standing in the house, you can clearly see the fresh color of the bamboo leaves, and even smell the unique fragrance of the bamboo leaves.

When Liu Jiangqing was in Shishan, he was a teacher at Shishan Academy. He studied poetry and books hard since he was a child. Now, although he is a martial arts position, he still has the elegance of a literati and poet in his heart.

He walked to the banner, which was a familiar quatrain: "No one can be seen in the empty mountains, but I heard the sound of people, and I returned to the deep forest, shining on the moss again." This poem is quite consistent with the bamboo outside the wooden window frame and the clear river outside the manor. Liu Jiang carefully experienced the artistic conception of the poem. For a moment, he forgot the complicated things he encountered when entering Daliang, and stood quietly under the banner.

"Don't hit people. Where is the law of nature?"

A sudden shout broke the artistic conception of Liu Jiang. He frowned and walked into the yard. He saw the old man lying in the middle of the yard, crying loudly, tears and snot all over his face. Under the guidance of the old man, the crying sounded soaring into the sky.

All the soldiers surrounded the side and held hands to look at the old man on the ground.

Liu Jiangqing's experience was far beyond the reach of these young soldiers. Seeing that the situation on the field was so chaotic, he stepped forward to the old man, kicked the old man's butt, and said, "Don't be here to rely on his seniority, get up quickly, otherwise he will throw you into the cesspool."

The old man secretly looked at Liu Jiangqing. Seeing that he was expressionless, he knew that he would pretend to be fine and would get up in disappointment.

Liu Jiangqing ordered again: "The focus is on searching the accounting rooms and Wang Decheng's houses, and the accounting books must be found if they dig three feet into the ground."

Things went much smoother than Liu Jiangqing expected. When the sergeant dug the ground of the main house, he suddenly found a wooden box, which contained the book of Liu Jiangqing's desire.

The three departments were waiting for the account book that Liu Jiangqing retrieved from Chanzhou. According to Wang Decheng's statement, he did not handle any money or grain. He just wanted to prevent the accident of the money or grain. He recorded the use of the three money, including when each money arrived in Chanzhou, the parties involved in the handling, the place where the money and grain were stored, the time of opening the warehouse and the name of the person in charge, and more importantly, Zheng Youlin signed several letters.

This account book has become a key clue and evidence.

Liu Jiangqing naturally knew the importance of this account book. He put a thin account book in his arms without stopping in Chanzhou. He led his capable riders to Daliang along the bank of the Yellow River.

A few days later, he arrived at Chenqiaoyi, outside Daliang City. Even though Liu Jiangqing grew up in Shishan, he was so tired that he was so tired that his whole body was dispersed. Others were naturally no exception.

Chenqiao Post is a famous inn on the east side of Daliang City. It has always received only officials of seventh rank or above. Liu Jiangqing is qualified to stay in the inn, but the soldiers are not qualified to stay in and can only camp outside.

Liu Jiangqing entered the post station and saw that there was no one in the post station, so he proposed to let the soldiers enter the post station to rest. The post chief was directly under the Ministry of War, and the Chengnanwei had no jurisdiction over it. However, the Chengnanwei was a small official but not very powerful. The post chief was a smart young man. After hesitating for a moment, he readily let the soldiers move into the post station.

After eating the old wine of Yicheng, Liu Jiangqing held his waist knife in his hand and sat in the house for a while before getting on the bed. When he was sleeping, his waist knife was sheathed and placed it in a place that was easy to reach.

In the middle of the night, there was a light knock on the door outside the house. Liu Jiangqing jumped up from the bed, held a knife and stood behind the door, and said, "Who is outside?"

"I'm Liu Miyan."

Liu Miyan is a Qingke from Zan Mansion. He always has a gloomy face. Zan Jurun trusts him very much. Liu Jiangqing drank with him in Zan Mansion many times, and he is considered a relatively familiar person.

Liu Jiangqing was extremely vigilant and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong with you here?"

"Alang asked me to come, can you not trust Alang?"

As the envoy of Xuanzheng North Court, Zan Jurun stayed behind Daliang many times and was also a real power figure. After Liu Jiangqing passed the Jinshi, he became a regular visitor to Zan's mansion. His most beloved woman, Xiaoshu, was sent by Zan Jurun. He was able to become an imperial guard inspector and was also promoted by Zan Jurun, who was the deputy envoy of Tokyo at that time. Liu Jiangqing was very grateful to Zan Jurun.

However, Liu Jiangqing was quite calm. After Chai Rong passed away, he sensitively realized that Daliang City was calm on the surface, but in fact it was full of dangers. He was unwilling to get on the boat easily, so he carefully kept a distance between the important officials such as Jurun.

"I am responsible for it. It's late at night, so it's better not to meet. After returning to Daliang, I will go to Zan's mansion to accompany me."

He sighed outside the house, "Alang, Alang, you insist on saying that Liu Lang is a person who values ​​friendship. This time you misunderstood, but he has climbed up to a high point."

Liu Jiangqing thought for a moment, but opened the door. If he didn't open the door himself, it meant that he had directly offended Zan Jurun. Zan Jurun held an important position, and there was no reason to offend easily, let alone listening to Liu Miyan's words, there was no big deal.

Liu Miyan entered the door and said directly: "Alang wants me to see the account book, but he only glanced at it and didn't take it away." After that, Liu Miyan handed Liu Jiangqing a note.

Liu Jiangqing looked at Xu Wai, then put the strip on the oil lamp and burned it, saying, "You can only see it, you can't take it away."

Liu Miyan nodded and said, "Of course, don't worry." Liu Jiangqing took out the account book and handed it to Liu Miyan solemnly, and then casually put his hand on the hilt of the knife. As long as Liu Miyan had any abnormal movements, Liu Jiangqing was sure to subdue him with one knife.

Liu Miyan was very lawful, sat in front of the oil lamp, read it very slowly, and after reading it, he returned the account book to Liu Jiangqing and bowed, "Alang did not read it wrong, I'm leaving."

Liu Mimi left the post station, immediately turned over and ran, and then flashed into a path and entered a farmhouse. There was no light from the outside. When he walked in, there was an oil lamp and a small table with paper and pen.

Liu Miyan entered the hut, but didn't say anything. He picked up the pen and took the pen under the paper. Everyone in the room kept silent and looked at Liu Miyan without blinking.

Liu Mian finished his eyes in one go, then threw the pen to the ground, his face was already sweating profusely. He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I finally fulfilled my mission."
Chapter completed!