Chapter Eleven Betrayal(1/2)
"Brother Zhou Tu."
Su Dawei nodded to Zhou Liang.
Zhou Liang's eyes scanned slightly in the public hall, and his expression was a little uneasy: "I brought the account."
As he said that, he saluted Pei Xingjian, shouted "County Lord", and then shouted "Di Langjun" to ***, and then put the file in his hand on the table.
Several large books thick.
"This is the account of the public transport department's transactions in the past six months. It records every business, what time to ship what goods, who entrusts it, and how much money it collects, all of them are in the account."
Pei Xingjian glanced at the thick accounts on the table. It was obviously impossible to figure out the numbers like this, like this.
It is best to have a master of this and carefully check it out. If you don’t have the ability to do it for a few days, you’re afraid it will be difficult to find useful things.
"Zhou Liang, have you seen this account yourself?"
"I've seen it briefly."
"You heard about Rao Sanro's incident?"
Pei Xingjian said: "When he died last night, he was making accounts, but when he found out, a page was missing. What exactly did the page remember may be very important."
***Walking to the table, he flipped through the accounts casually.
Su Dawei looked at Zhou Liang and remained silent.
For a moment, he didn't know what to say.
At this point, I seem to understand the case, but there are many things I don’t understand.
It is known that there is a force in the dark and wants to do something that harms the Tang Dynasty. The time to choose may be to attend the Lantern Festival tonight.
After all, this is one of the rare days when the Tang Dynasty did not impose a curfew, and the people would go out to celebrate, and the sky was in full swing.
Historically, this kind of chaotic environment is most likely to cause trouble.
What kind of methods will this group of people use?
At present, they may use black turmeric oil to set fire in secret.
It is also possible to use that weird poison to poison people.
If you set fire, it will be a mass incident.
For example, if you put it on a lantern festival, it will cause great panic among the people, and even large-scale riots and stampedes.
If it is setting fire in the palace...
Su Dawei couldn't help but be alert.
Emperor Li Zhi and all officials and concubines will be in Huae Building tonight. If someone really sets a fire, the situation will be unimaginable.
Let’s change the idea, what if the enemy is poisoning?
Poisoning may not have such a big sensational effect, but targeted poisoning is more concealed.
Whether it is assassinating a major official in the court or attacking the emperor Li Zhi, it is extremely difficult to prevent offenses.
If it is normal, all officials and emperors have their own life trajectories, which are extremely difficult for ordinary outsiders to accurately capture.
But on the Lantern Festival, everyone has the same celebration.
Time, location, and personnel are all certain.
This brings great uncertainty to security.
Wang Fangyi, Wannian County, heard that he had already brought Ma Dawei's group of bad people and left and right leaders to make arrangements for safety.
I don't know how the effect is.
And Lion Su Qingyue didn't hear any news about him all day, and I don't know where he is now and what he is doing.
This is an external danger. Internally, the conflict between Changsun Wuji and Li Zhi seems to be getting worse and worse.
In the matter of abolishing the queen, in the fight against officials and the right to speak, the two people were disagreeing everywhere.
This upper-level division was also projected at this Lantern Festival.
Changsun Wuji said he wanted to cancel.
Li Zhi insisted that it would be held as usual.
Below Dali Temple, the Ministry of Justice, the left and right commanders, the left and right prefectures, Jinwu Guards, Chang'an and Wannian County, bad people, etc., could only grit their teeth and make arrangements, and try their best to ensure that there is no chaos.
The gods above fight, but don’t care about the result.
If something goes wrong, all the institutions and people below will have to take the blame.
Moreover, no one can afford the consequences.
"If it was the account yesterday, I could still find it out. The accounts were counted from the following reports. I'll ask a few people."
Zhou Liang hugged Pei Xingjian and turned around and went out to find someone.
Su Dawei glanced at Peixianjun, and his eyes fell on ***, who was flipping the accounts.
"Brother, what did you find?"
"Well, it's a bit strange, let me see again."
“Where’s strange?”
Su Dawei couldn't help but walk up, and almost got his hands on the left and right with Pei Xingjian.
Everyone stretched out their heads to look at the *** flipped accounts.
"Didn't you find it here? The largest amount of goods is whale oil."
"Oh, this is the material I need to make whale oil lamps. I'm so sorry to let my brother know that I did some business with a few friends last year, which is to sell this whale oil lamp. The most important thing about this kind of lamp is the fish oil transported back from the Western Regions."
Su Dawei secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
This case now involves the Public Transportation Bureau and Smore's caravan, and he has a deep relationship with both.
If there is a problem in the end, even if there is Wu Meiniang behind her, I am afraid she will not be able to protect him.
"The whale oil lamps have sold very well in the past six months, so they have been transporting fish oil back."
"I'm just wondering about this."
*** looked up at Su Dawei, and then said to Pei Xingjian: "Brother Pei, I heard that although Ami asked him to do so, his responsibilities are not only to transport goods for Ami's business, right? The western market is so big and there are so many goods. Why is the fish oil shipped the largest in the past six months?
Also, Ami, I don’t know how much fish oil you need to make that whale oil lamp. In short, this amount is beyond my imagination. You’d better check if it’s normal.
In addition, as far as I know, the Western Regions have not been peaceful in the past six months, and even the amount of traditional salt, iron tea, silk porcelain fluctuates a little. Why is fish oil still constantly transported in? The transportation volume only increases, but is not affected by any impact."
***, every time he said something, Su Dawei's heart sank a little.
He reached out and flipped the account quickly.
After reading for a while, I took out another comparison book.
I read several books in a row.
He closed his eyes and stood there, as if thinking.
Pei Xingjian reached out to pick up an account, flirted with his brows as he flipped.
"Sure enough, if Huaiying hadn't pointed out, ordinary people wouldn't have noticed these... Such a comparison would be a bit abnormal."
"Ami, who is in charge of this account? Isn't anyone in the Public Transportation Bureau specifically watching? If someone is staring at these accounts, if he has not noticed it for so long, I wouldn't believe it."
Su Dawei opened his eyes, and a complex look appeared in his eyes.
"I want to ask Brother Zhou Er..."
Pei Xingjian closed the accounts and narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Zhou Liang, there will be no problem, right?"
The tall dragon looked up at the sky and spit out a willow branch that had just been picked from the riverside.
"Pooh."
Nowadays, if there are friends in Chang'an who travel far away, they will send them to Ba Bridge and fold down the willow branches beside Ba Bridge to give them to each other to show their feelings of separation and difficulty.
Gao Dalong is here, but it is not to give it to his friends.
Of course, it is not to use willow branches as a toothbrush.
It's just a pure boredom to pass the time.
In front of me, I saw the person he was waiting for, stepped across the Ba Bridge and walked over.
"I've been waiting for a long time."
Two people came.
A middle-aged man looks quite familiar.
The other person is a middle-aged Taoist.
"Today's fireworks must be the biggest event since the beginning of the Tang Dynasty."
To be continued...