"My uncle, my uncle is here."

"Your uncle?" Meng Yan suddenly understood, Tang Xiao's uncle was not Wei Shi, the acting manager of the Craftsman Division, and he had already known about this relationship.

If the craftsman is done by himself, Yu Shoucheng will definitely not end well, but Wei Shi will also have a great impact.

At least in the past few years, it was his inaction and indulgence that allowed Yu Shoucheng and others to collude inside and outside and engage in corruption!

He's going to be held responsible!

The matter was provoked by Meng Yan, how to solve this matter in the end, whether to dig deeper, or to stop in moderation, Meng Yan's attitude is crucial.

Wei Shi came to find out Meng Yan's attitude, which is also a reasonable thing!

"Mark Meng Yan to see Lord Qianhu!"

"No courtesy, Meng Baihu, let's meet in private in the future, there is no need for so many courtesy!" Wei said enthusiastically.

"Lord Qianhu, the etiquette must not be abolished, otherwise someone will give me an arrogant charge!" Meng Yan pointed out.

Yu Shoucheng said many times in front of Wei Shi that he was "arrogant and domineering", and he also took this opportunity to express his dissatisfaction.

"Meng Baihu is serious, he's serious!" Wei Shi smiled.

"What is the matter with the Lord of Thousand Households?"

"Meng Baihu, about the warehouse deficit, the official also heard about it in advance, but I didn't expect it to be so strict, there are all the divisions involved, now the New Year is approaching, the division is now panicking, if it is known by the imperial court, I am afraid it will be widely implicated, so this official wants to talk to Meng Baihu openly and honestly." Wei Shiyan said.

It can be understood that the adults of a thousand households want to make big things small. Trifled? Meng Yan asked quietly.

"So to speak, I don't know what Meng Baihu wants?" Wei Shi was slightly stunned, he didn't expect Meng Yan to say it directly.

"Listen to the master of a thousand households under the mark, what do you say, what to do when you mark it." Meng Yan Road.

"Meng Baihu, you are the treasurer of Baihu, and this official must let you get by." Wei Shi frowned, didn't he say this, but didn't he say it?

"Lord Qianhu, the deficit of the warehouse in recent years is of course due to the fact that the people in the warehouse are not clean and the guards steal themselves. These are recognized by our warehouse. I will try to make up for the shortfall, but most of it is not our own work, and some people should be held responsible, otherwise. There will be such things in the future. Meng Yan said.

"What do you mean by Yu Deputy Qianhu?"

"I don't know under this mark. It will not take over the warehouse for more than ten months. Some things are not clear. ”

Wei Shi nodded, he somewhat understood what Meng Yan meant, and he had to arrest a few people. Deal with a few people, and he is willing to turn big things into small things and small things.

"Okay, the official understands, the matter of the warehouse, please ask Meng Baihu to bother more." Wei Shi got up and said.

"Mark the duty!"

"Meng Baihu, you are busy, this official will go first!"

"Congratulations to a thousand households!"

"My lord, what do you say?" After Wei Shi left, Tang Xiao walked in.

"Your uncle hopes that this matter will not be implicated too widely, and hopes that it can be resolved within the department!" Meng Yan said slowly.

"What do you mean?"

"I don't want to make too much trouble, the Zhonghou Institute has already made a big fuss, if there is another problem with the craftsman's department, Jinyi Wei will make a joke!" Meng Yan sighed slightly.

"Then what we did was not in vain?" Tang smiled and muttered.

"Wei Qianhu is your uncle, you said this to let him hear it, and he may not recognize you as a nephew."

"Public is public, private is private, I am a person who has a clear distinction between public and private!"

"You don't have to worry, I won't embarrass your uncle this time, but your uncle will always give us an explanation in the warehouse."

"Can you get Yu Shoucheng off?" Tang Xiao asked excitedly.

"Yu Shoucheng doesn't have to worry, what I want is the right to purchase materials!" Meng Yan said, "In this way, our warehouse will change its previous treatment." ”

"Your Excellency is wise!"

"Don't be a sycophant, guard the warehouse for me, you can't hurt people, but we can't have the heart to defend people, that Yu Shoucheng doesn't know if there will be any moths!" Meng Yan commanded.

"Don't worry, my lord, today's treasury and iron buckets are yes, even a needle can't be inserted!"

"I hope so." Meng Yan nodded, "Let's go, take me to see that Munch, he's been locked up for five days?" ”

"It's been five days!" Tang Xiao nodded.

There are no special cells in the storeroom, but there are cellars for storing grain and winter vegetables, as well as an ice vault.

Munch was locked up in a cellar where winter vegetables were stored.

Twelve hours a day, uninterrupted guards.

After five days of not seeing him, Munch's mental state suddenly aged several years, his beard was scummy, and he looked very decadent.

The skin is a little fairer than when I first came in, it is dark, there is no sunlight, and the skin is naturally white.

"Sit, sit, sit!" The brocade guard who was guarding Meng Ke brought Meng Yan a chair.

"No need, I'll just stand and talk." Meng Yan waved his hand slightly and gestured.

"Munch, a Tatar, Aru Taibu, forty-five years old, Yongle has been in Beijing for nineteen years, doing fur business, no marriage, no children, am I right?" Meng Yan asked in a deep voice.

Meng Ke glanced up at Meng Yan and did not answer.

"Can you tell me, what is your relationship with Zhelimu, how did you meet, how did he find you, and why did you protect him?" Meng Yan continued to ask.

"Because he's a Mongol like me!"

"That's the reason?"

"Yes!" Munch lowered his head and said in a hoarse voice.

"At No. 37 Goldfish Hutong in Qingfang, there is a Uighur woman named Hatsune, she used to be a smash hit dancer in Qixiufang on Chang'an Street, five years ago, she suddenly ransomed herself from Qixiufang, and there is a little boy of unknown origin by her side, the boy's name is Xiaoou, if I guess correctly, this little boy should be called Monou, right?" Meng Yan said slowly.

"These, you. How do you know? Munch looked up in horror and asked with a trembling voice of fear.

"Have you forgotten who I am?" Meng Yan said, "In the capital, Jin Yiwei wants to check a person, is it difficult?" ”

"Although you have given their mothers and sons enough money, even if you don't go to see them for a few years, they can live a good life, but you love your children too much, these two years. Almost every three or four days. You're going to visit their mother and son, and now that it's been five days, do you think they're going to think something happened to you and go to your fur shop to find you? Meng Yan asked.

"Nope. You can't do that! ”

"What did we do?" Meng Yan smiled slightly. Asked rhetorically.

"You can't hurt them. Anyway, you just come to me! Munch stood up and yelled at Meng Yan.

"As long as I get what I want. Their mother and son will be safe, and if you don't tell us, even if we don't trouble them, someone will find them. Meng Yan said.

"What do you want to know?"

"What is your relationship with Philosopher, why did he find you, and you would protect him at any cost?"

"I'm married to Philosopher's father."

"Oh, you are Yongle in Beijing for nineteen years, and Zhelimu is only twenty years old this year, that is to say, when Zhelimu was born, you had already come to Beijing, how do you identify him?"

"Philosophical wood has a silver knife on his body, it was a gift that we exchanged with each other when we got married, I naturally recognize it!" Munch replied.

"Where's the silver knife?"

"On me!" Munch replied.

When Meng Ke was arrested, because the people from Dongchang came, there was no body search at that time, and later Meng Yan confessed that Meng Ke was not tortured, so naturally there was no body search.

Munch took out a palm-length knife from his bosom and handed it over.

Meng Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, he had seen this little silver knife, Zhelimu had always said that it was his father's relic, but he didn't expect it to be a token of his recognition with Zhelimu.

"Whose arrangement is it for you to come to Beijing?"

"It was on the orders of Master Arutai." Meng Kedao, anyway, Arutai would have been defeated and killed a long time ago, and it didn't matter if he admitted it.

After Arutai was killed by Tuhuan, he was also able to say that he had regained his freedom.

"What did Arutai tell you to do?"

"There is no specific task, just secretly observing the movements of the Ming Court and passing the news back, and the other is to smuggle tea, salt, pig iron and other materials!" Munch Road.

"So you have a smuggling route?"

"Yes, but I'm just smuggling daily necessities, involving military supplies, I have long since stopped doing it, it's too dangerous!" Munch Road.

"How did Philip find you?"

"It should be his father who sued him, since the Arutai Taishi was killed, no one knows about my cunzài, so, if it wasn't for his father suing him, I don't think I would have known in my life that he still has a son living in the world!" Munch sighed.

"I want that smuggling channel in your hands, will you hand it over?" Meng Yan's eyes flickered.

"Adult ......"

Tang Xiao was startled, and Meng Yan's words were too amazing.

"If the adults want it, how dare I not give it, but what is the use of the adults asking for it?" Munch asked in surprise.

"You don't have to worry about this, write all your relationships to me, remember, it's all, you can't hide it in the slightest, otherwise, you know the consequences!" Meng Yan warned coldly.

"So far, what else can I hide!" Munch burst into tears.

"Come, give him pen and paper, and after writing, sign and draw a pledge, and release him!" Meng Yan ordered.

"Your Excellency?"

"Didn't you hear what I said?"

"Yes, sir!" Although Tang Xiao didn't understand Meng Yan's intentions, even if he had a stomach full of questions, he could only follow the order at this moment.

After listening to Munch's confession, Meng Yan couldn't help but think of an idea in his heart, but this idea needs to be carefully argued before it can be decided whether it is feasible or not.

Now it seems that Munch is a kite with a broken string, what if it is reconnected?

All of them were for the war four years later, and it was because of this war that the Ming Dynasty went from rise to decline.

Since you can't stop it, let's prepare for it a little more. (To be continued......)