989429 Chapter 309 Bo Yan confesses his guilt

※ Absolutely boiled beauty hair step small spleen Wei. In fact, it is a pleasing thing to the eye, and the beauty and tip of the two ※ hate, both have different styles, which is fascinating.

But it's not good for a beauty to stomp her feet, just stomp on it, at least you can't stomp on the feet of Lord Qincha.

Fang Zheng only felt that his feet were numb and unconscious, as if he had been trampled by a strong cow, and he didn't take off his shoes and socks on the street, but most of them were red and swollen.

Miss Han Jiasan looked at Wen Wanshude, her feet were not small, did she know how many years she would be sentenced to for mallying on Qincha? Indefinite, right?

"I can't live" my life is over! Fang Zheng's face twisted like a bitter melon, and he shouted: "Vinson, hurry!" Get a stretcher, also, buy a good Nanmu coffin, prepare for the funeral for me, and bury it in Miss Han San's boudoir."

Wen Sen ignored Fang Zheng's nonsense, and ordered the two guards to support Fang Zheng on the left and on the right.

Li Boyan received a report from the yamen officials, and said that Lord Qincha did not know how seriously injured he was, but he was carried back by the guards.

Li Boyan was shocked. His face turned pale with fright. He is the prefect of Suzhou, and Lord Qincha has an accident on his territory, not to mention that it is difficult to protect his life.

It's too late to tidy up. Li Boyan rushed out of the prefect's yamen as if he was in mourning, and saw Fang Zheng being carried by the guards with a soft wilt. couldn't help but mourn loudly: "Lord Fang! Master Fang, what's wrong with you? Xia Guan hasn't seen you for a day, why did you become like this? The sky is not long-eyed, Lord Fang is young"

"Shut up! Are you weeping? Lao Tzu is living well, you curse me? Fang Zheng was furious.

Knowing that the Jiangnan tax case is closely related to Li Boyan, Fang Zheng has no good face for him.

Li Boyan hurriedly shut up. Obediently flashed to the side.

Fang Zheng limped into the yamen lobby, the lobby was quite neat, there were a few wooden signs along the wall on both sides neatly along the wall, and the wind and fire sticks used by the officials when they ascended to the hall, and on the big case facing the door, there was a tube of order signs. There is also the legendary Shocking Wood and a row of pen holders. Directly above the lobby, there are four big black characters on a white background of "Mirror High Hanging", although the whole lobby looks simple, but it is full of majestic and domineering momentum, which is daunting.

Fang Zheng looked at the lobby, and his heart was a little moved, the legendary yamen, sat up and patted the shocking wood, all the officials worked hard to drum the wind and fire sticks in their hands, and sang in a low voice "mighty" I have become such a big official, I haven't tried the taste of being promoted to the hall, rest, take a break, the name part squinted his eyes, and squinted at Li Boyan behind him with bad intentions, Fang Zheng began to struggle, anyway, this guy is also a corrupt official, otherwise, I will judge him here? It's better than being promoted

After struggling for a long time, Fang Zheng finally gave up stupidly.

The tax and silver case is too complicated and must be carried out in secret. It is not appropriate to make a statement, and the grandiose piece is too eye-catching, and it is really inappropriate.

Li Boyan followed closely behind Fang Zheng. Looked a little frightened, seeing Fang Zheng squinting at him with malicious intentions, Li Boyan was startled, and then smiled at Fang Zheng dryly.

Passing through the lobby, you will find a dense and lush courtyard, in which more than a dozen pine trees are planted, which is vigorous and elegant.

At the back of the lobby is the Signature Room. The office of the officials in the yamen.

Fang Zheng stepped in proudly and ordered the entourage guards to guard outside the door, and only he and Li Boyan were left in the escort room.

Li Boyan stood in front of Fang Zheng respectfully, raised his eyes from time to time and secretly fattened Fang Zheng's face, seeing that his face was calm and he couldn't see the slightest clue, Li Boyan couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive in his heart.

After Fang Zheng entered the door, he brushed his hem, then sat behind a copy, cleared his throat, and then looked at Li Boyan with a smile on his face: "Master Li, hehe, have you eaten?" ”

Li Boyan was stunned, and immediately replied: "Lord Cheng asked, and the lower officials have eaten it." "Xiao Yindang's division said that Yindang's advertisement" Fang Zheng frowned unhappily: "Have you eaten?" Why have you eaten it? ”

Li Boyan's face was bitter. Could it be that I have to ask you before I eat?

"Drinking?" Fang Zheng asked with a smile again.

"Drink, I don't drink much on weekdays, and the amount of alcohol is still shallow, Li Boyan is a little hesitant, what's the matter with this Lord Qincha? Why do you keep asking inconsequential things?

Fang Zheng said with a smile: "The official is lucky today, he got a jar of flower carvings, tsk, it has been buried in the cellar for more than ten years, it is very mellow, Lord Li, how many glasses do the officials invite you?" ”

Li Boyan said with a smile: "My lord has this Yaxing, and the lower officials should sacrifice their lives to accompany the gentleman." ”

Fang Zheng's eyes lit up. Loudly ordered the guards to bring the wine, this wine was the jar of poisoned wine he had brought from the Han Mansion.

Li Boyan looked at this jar of wine, his expression was quite calm, and he did not show a trace of abnormality.

Fang Zheng squinted at him. It seems that Li Boyan did not know about the poisonous wine in Hanfu, so it can be seen that the person behind the scenes was simply coercing Li Boyan and did not regard him as a confidant.

Fang Zheng smiled and filled Li Boyan with wine, winked at him and smiled: "Master Li, this wine is a rare good wine in a hundred years, not only is it refreshing in the mouth, but also has a good aftertaste, and it will be guaranteed to kill the wine." It's really an ideal tool for home travel, killing people and killing people, come, Master Li, taste it, it's delicious, Chuan

Saying that, Fang Zheng picked up the wine bowl and sent it to Li Boyan.

Li Boyan was already worried. Listening to Fang Zheng's nonsense about killing people and destroying his mouth, he couldn't help but become more and more suspicious, and respectfully took the wine bowl, his hands trembled a little, but he didn't dare to drink it for a long time, just looked at Fang Zheng with a little weakness.

Fang Zheng didn't dare to drink when he saw him. So he smiled and said, "Master Li, drink, this is not an ordinary Shaoxing Huadiao, just take a sip to ensure that you are more comfortable than Chengxian, as for the taste,"

Fang Zheng squeezed his eyes mysteriously: "Whoever drinks knows it." ”

Li Boyan saw Fang Zheng's strange smile on his face, and suddenly felt that his scalp was a little numb, what did Lord Qincha do when he came to Jiangnan this time, he knew more than anyone else, and at the same time, he was weaker than anyone else, on the bright side, this case was done by him and the prefects of the other five prefectures, and now Qincha looked like he was smiling but seemed to have a bad idea, and he also diligently persuaded him to drink, how could he not be weak-hearted?

"Lord Fang, this, this wine

Fang Zheng blinked and said with a smile: "This wine is good wine, and unlike other wines, it will also bubble,"

Bubbles, Li Boyan's forehead began to sweat, and he stammered.

"Come, I'll show you" Fang Zheng took the wine bowl in his hand, and then slowly poured it towards the granite floor tiles paved in the room, and a line of crystal wine fell, splashing a few small hops. Soon. A wisp of green smoke began to rise from the granite floor, and the place where the wine was splashed was like a sulfuric acid splash, and a large white bubble was spreading, and finally, an unpleasant stench gradually rose and spread throughout the room.

Li Boyan's face turned pale. With two frightened eyes open, he wiped his sweat and said, "This."

Fang Zheng put the wine bowl on the table, and then it was full, looked at Li Boyan with a smile, and said, "How is it?" Is it fun? It's like Coca-Cola. Oh, I don't know what Coca-Cola is, right? Good stuff. Drink Baoji hiccups, come, Lord Li, taste

Li Boyan's face became more and more pale, and he saw Fang Zheng holding a wine bowl. With a somewhat grim sneer on his face, he couldn't help but shout in horror: "No, Lord Fang, the lower officials don't drink,"

Fang Zheng put the wine bowl close to his lips and said unhappily: "Hey, I will toast you with dignity, it would be too rude for you not to drink, come, be obedient." Shrewd. Drink this bowl of wine, and there will be no worries. How good, wine can relieve worries,"

"No, Lord Fang, Lord Fang" The lower officials didn't offend you, Lord Fang's subordinates showed mercy"

Fang Zheng held the wine bowl in one hand, and pinched Li Boyan's cheeks with the other hand without saying a word, squeezed his mouth into a funnel-shaped, and then wanted to pour poisonous wine into his mouth.

"Ah, come on! Kill! Li Boyan shouted in horror. The voice was terrible, and his head kept swaying from side to side.

"Hey. Can't you just cooperate well? Such a good wine, what a waste it is to spill, drink it obediently, and let you feather soar and ascend to bliss, isn't it much better than being a small five-grade prefect? Fang Zheng pinched his cheeks, and while still whispering softly to do ideological work for him.

"Nope. No. Lord Fang, Lord Qincha! The lower official is wrong, I am wrong! I don't dare anymore, woo. My lord, spare me" Li Boyan cried bitterly, he saw Fang Zheng sneering, his eyes flashed a little cold from time to time, and he immediately understood in his heart that this Lord Qincha was not joking with him, if he didn't know the current affairs, I am afraid that he would really pour this bowl of poisonous wine into his mouth.

Fang Zheng couldn't help but hesitate when he saw Li Boyan crying so sadly. frowned and asked, "You really don't drink such a precious and good wine?" "Rest, take a break, the name part of Li Boyan's head shook like a rattle, and he howled twice from time to time to show that he was not interested in this bowl of poisonous wine.

Only,, and then consider considering? Fang Zheng persuaded without giving up.

"Nope. Lord Fang, if you really want to die, you should kill me with one sword," Li Boyan cried. The person who was fifty miles away cried like a child who had been beaten up by his parents. Xiao Yindang's division said that the Yindang advertisement "House" Fang Zheng slammed the wine bowl towards the copywriter, and looked at Li Zhouyan coldly, "Do you know the origin of this wine?" ”

Li Boyan shook his head while wiping away tears.

Palpitate! This wine belongs to the family of Pherd. ”

"What?" Li Boyan raised his head and looked at Fang Zheng in shock: "Why is the Han family?"

"Do you know who this wine was for?" The chill in Fang Zheng's eyes grew.

Li Boyan shook his head.

Fang Zheng cocked his thumb and pointed to his chest. Youyou said, "Give me a drink." ”

Li Boyan was shocked, and couldn't help but stand up with his concubine, and exclaimed: "What? No way! The Phillips will not do that! ”

"Sit down!" Fang Zheng pressed his shoulder, pressed him back into the chair, and then said, "I have no grudges or grudges with the Han family. Of course the Han family would not do this, and Han Zhu himself didn't know that this was an altar of poisonous wine, which made it clear that someone wanted to kill me and frame the Han family by the way

"Lord Fang. This, what does this have to do with the lower officials? Hearing Fang Zheng say that someone was going to kill him, Li Boyan's face suddenly changed, and then a little realization flashed in his eyes, and he lowered his head weakly.

"Loaded. You keep pretending! Believe it or not, Lao Tzu is pouring the whole jar of wine into your stomach now? ”

Thinking that he almost died on this altar of poisonous wine, Fang Zheng couldn't help but feel angry again, and when he came to the prefect's yamen, he gradually sorted out his thoughts. This jar of poisonous wine, including the fact that he was secretly attacked with a scorpion snake in the mansion before he left Beijing, all kinds of signs show it. This matter is related to the Jiangnan tax case, the people behind the scenes want him to die, only if he dies, the Jiangnan tax case can no longer be investigated.

Fat man network ascended the throne, he is the only minister who trusts him, if he dies, the capital court will cause a storm, then the court to the emperor, down to the minister, eyes will focus on his cause of death, track down the murderer, and after his death, how to rearrange the power of the court, at that time the fat man must have been anxious, how can there be leisure to pay attention to the tax case in Jiangnan? Taking advantage of the chaos in the court, I am afraid that the backstrokes of the people behind the scenes will also be used one after another, Han Zhu's analysis is correct. The people behind the scenes poured out so much silver. It is absolutely impossible for him to be left to his own retirement, there must be a greater conspiracy.

Come and think about it. It turned out that his life had become so important to the court and even to the world, Fang Zheng was furious, but he couldn't help but feel a little proud, and the two emotions were derived at the same time, one after another in his heart. It's tangled.

Li Boyan saw that Fang Zheng's face was cloudy. For a while, he smiled proudly at the corners of his mouth, and then gritted his teeth and was angry, his eyes were round, his eyes were staring at a certain point in front of him, and the whole person looked like a madman, Li Boyan panicked; Judging from what Lord Qincha said, he must have known something, most of which was related to the Jiangnan tax case, and if he didn't explain it honestly. I'm afraid his fate will definitely be worse than drinking that jar of poisoned wine.

"Lord Fang" is an official, no, the offender is guilty! Li Boyan immediately stood up, knelt in front of Fang Zheng with a pale face, his expression was full of despair, his head was lowered, like a wilted chicken, motionless.

Fang Zheng heard him call himself a "criminal official" and knew that he had pleaded guilty.

In fact, when things got to this point, he should have confessed his guilt a long time ago. Although Li Boyan is the prefect of Wupin, the prefect of the six prefectures, including him, is only six in this earth-shattering case, and they are just poor worms who have been manipulated and held hostage, and everyone knows it in their hearts. It was only a matter of time before the East Window incident happened, he lived in torment every day, and he was ready to confess his guilt, and even faintly hoped that someone would arrest him. Because he's fed up with this kind of coercion. Life is not as good as the days of death, it is better to be simply cut off by the court.

Fang Zheng hid the ecstasy in his heart, his expression was still indifferent, he knew. Li Boyan's confession does not mean anything, and it is the people behind the scenes who instructed and coerced him to be the most terrible. At best, Li Boyan was just a target that the man put in front of the stage for him to catch.

"Are you guilty? Tell me, what are your crimes, and the official will see that you are upright. With a dignified appearance, a righteous and awe-inspiring appearance, it doesn't look like a guilty person no matter how you look at it," Fang Zheng snorted coldly.

Li Boyan's face was covered with a layer of desperate death. I couldn't stop trembling, and I snorted for a while, and then I spoke, and said in a hoarse voice: "The convict has been the prefect of Suzhou for more than four years, and together with the other five prefects in Jiangnan, he has swallowed more than 20 million taels of money in the treasury payable in Jiangnan. Please also ask Lord Qincha to save my youngest son, who is not yet twenty years old, and the prisoner has kowtowed to you here! ”

Fang Zheng's expression froze, and he said in a deep voice: "What's the matter?" What happened to your youngest son? Tell the whole thing in detail. Don't make a single mistake! ”。” smiled astringently and waited for words, but who knew that Fang Zheng suddenly sauced! I'll tell you later, I'll arrange it

After speaking, Fang Zheng stood up. Close all the doors and windows of the detention room, and shout loudly to the guards of the forbidden army standing outside the door, order them to be on strict guard, and surround the roof of the entire detention room, the nearby commanding heights, and all the places that are easy to attack, and no one is allowed to enter or leave. After making sure that everything was safe, Fang Zheng clapped his hands, sat back satisfied, looked at Li Boyan and smiled: "Okay, you can say it." ”

Li Boyan was dumbfounded, and said in amazement: "Lord Fang, what does this mean?" ”

Fang Zheng smiled and said: "This official is a cautious person, and the law does not pass on six ears, hehe"

I can't help but secretly wonder about the people who have huge secrets in the small movie, every time they open their mouths and are ready to tell the secrets. Either you were hit by a dark arrow, or you were hit by a poisonous needle, anyway, you burped before you could speak, and countless negative teaching materials were placed in front, Young Master Ben has to be careful, it doesn't matter if you kill Li Boyan's mouth, what if you don't have a good head, but the dark arrow hit Lao Tzu, is Lao Tzu wronged?

Li Boyan glanced at Fang Zheng puzzled, then shook his head with a wry smile, things have come to this point, he feels that he is completely relieved, he just tells the whole story of this matter, and waits to be taken to prison, and the autumn queen asks to be beheaded. There is nothing outside his body that deserves his attention.

"Five years ago, the petty offender was transferred by the Ministry of Officials and appointed as the prefect of Suzhou, and when he took office, he was also full of ambition and petty desire to show his ambitions" Li Boyan's voice was hoarse and low, without any emotional fluctuations, as if he was telling something that had nothing to do with him, but his expression flashed with a little remorse and despair from time to time.

The time for two teas passed. Li Boyan told the matter about the same, the process of greedy ink tax silver was similar to what Han Zhu said, Fang Zheng thought silently for a while, and felt that what he said should be the truth, and it came to his point. There is really no need to tell lies.

"You mean, since you were coerced. Every month someone asks you to transfer a sum of money to an unknown firm? In this way, you are giving the tax money to the people behind the coercion of you

Li Boyan nodded bitterly. How much money does the small Yindang's advertising "house" want you to allocate every month? Can that firm have a name? Also, is the checkout a credit card or cash? Fang Zheng pressed step by step.

"Huh?" Li Boyan looked up in astonishment.

"Ahem, it's a shame. Are you sending cash or silver tickets? ”

"I was asked to allocate a lot of silver every month, sometimes 60,000 taels, sometimes 80,000 taels, and the name of that firm was very ordinary, called "Longde Firm", because of the huge amount of silver sent each time, if it was given in cash, it would be too eye-catching, so I exchanged all the silver for a large amount of silver tickets and sent it

"The Lund Firm?" Fang Zheng touched his chin and thought for a long time, and finally affirmed: "Well, it's really a very common name."

Looking at Li Boyan's disgraced face, Fang Zheng frowned, and suddenly said: "Hey, there is something I'm a little curious about, every time you give the tax money to that person to swallow, you go back to the yamen to tamper with the account books, household registration, population and other information, and make the accounts smooth and tidy, but the land, population and household registration of each prefecture in my Hua Dynasty are basically fixed, and the liquidity is not large, how did you change the account book?" I estimated it. Such a big deficit, unless more than half of the people under your rule are dead, it can be equal to the tax money on the account book, hey, Lao Li, how do you do the account? I'm curious, come, teach me, teach me to invite you to drink Huadiao"

Fang Zheng was contemptuous and respectful, and at this time, he hooked Li Boyan's shoulder affectionately. Pulled him from the floor to a chair and smiled at him with a flattering face.

How to make false accounts is a university question, and I have learned the trick, and I may be able to use it when I am greedy for money in the future......

Li Boyan smiled bitterly: "Actually, it's not worth mentioning" On the account books tampered with by the criminal officials, there were not many changes to the farmers, land harvests, population, etc., the imperial court has been fighting for many years, and the population of small countries has plummeted, and it is when the population problem is particularly concerned about the population problem, how can the criminal officials make such obvious mistakes? In fact, the focus of the change was "commercial tax."

"Business tax?"

Li Boyan nodded: "Yes." Commercial tax, the land south of the Yangtze River is prosperous, especially in Suzhou and Hangzhou as the most, the rich businessmen in Suzhou gather small rich people in groups, the daily flow of goods and silver money is huge, and the commercial tax of the Chinese Dynasty is roughly divided into two kinds. Whoever sells goods shall be taxed twenty times per thousand dollars, which is called "passing the tax; Whoever sells goods in the city is taxed thirty times per thousand dollars, which is called "housing tax." "The offender was bold and reckless, and doubled the commercial tax privately, because of the low position of the merchants, hindered by the authority of the prefect, he often swallowed his anger, not to mention the prosperity of the south of the Yangtze River. Even if they paid such a heavy tax and silver, they also made some money, so in the past few years, they have come over without any danger

After Li Boyan finished speaking, his old face was full of shame, and he didn't dare to look at Fang Zheng when he lowered his head.

The age of fifty years is not guaranteed, and now in front of a young man, he personally speaks about all kinds of illegal things in the past, who can not be ashamed?

However, Li Boyan was obviously overly worried, he never expected that he would meet a master of Qincha who had no concept of right and wrong.

After Fang Zheng heard the details of his crime, his eyes lit up, and he slapped the table and exclaimed loudly: "High! Lao Li, you are a master! It's amazing, you can make tens of thousands of taels of silver casually a month, damn! No wonder others say that there is no future as a Beijing official, this statement is really true, I have to ask the emperor to send me some officials when I go back. It doesn't matter if it's two or five grades, it can make money."

"Huh?" Li Boyan raised his head suddenly, and looked at Fang Zheng with a stunned face.

"Could this Lord Qincha be talking back and ridiculing me?" But "his eyes lit green." It doesn't look like a sarcasm, "What's wrong with these ways?"

Li Boyan's stunned expression had not faded, but who knew that Fang Zheng's expression suddenly froze, his eyes stared at Li Boyan viciously, and said gloomily: "Slow!" Lao Tzu suddenly remembered one thing: "Rest, take a break, the name part" He ...... What's the matter? ”

"Our firm seems to have a semicolon in this Suzhou city"

"How?"

"So, you must have blackmailed our family's business for heavy taxes,"

"Huh?" Li Boyan was shocked.

"Ahh Fang Zheng suddenly turned his face, stepped on the chair, stretched out his right hand to him, and said angrily: "Dare to blackmail my family's silver." Wow, it's not a little daring! Money! Fast! Lose 1 million taels to Lao Tzu, otherwise Lao Tzu will not be finished with you! ”

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