The first wind and rain drifted away

In fact, Jinyiwei's house copying work can no longer be described as a master, but can be called a top professional.

Professional, the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall, the bottles and cans on the ground, and the rough strong men such as Jinyiwei are all placed and sorted out in an orderly manner.

Over the past 200 years of the Ming Dynasty, the prosperity of culture has penetrated into the bone marrow of everyone.

Who doesn't know that these things can enter the eyes of the Book of Rites, but how can they be ordinary things?

It is no exaggeration to say that don't look at the boxes of heavy gold and silver jewelry that those brocade wrestlers have brought out, but they may not be worth as much as these fluttering objects in their hands?

In short, in their eyes, the lighter the thing, the more valuable it is, especially paper.

Silver tickets, letters, land deeds, shop deeds, etc., are all thin pieces of paper.

What, letters are also valuable, this is a bit, bullying me for not reading much, right?

In this regard, the captain of Jinyi smiled and said, of course!

If you don't know that family letters are worth 10,000 dollars, books do read a bit less.

In fact, in their minds, letters are worth at least tens or millions of gold.

Why?

First of all, Zhang Sizhi's hometown helps to take care of the industry, and every once in a while, they always have to report in real time how the rent is at home and how much the shop earns!

Therefore, through the letters, we can understand the real property status of Zhang Sizhi, and try to make sure that there is no leakage and clarity.

Secondly, the letter can also understand the status of Zhang Sizhi's relationship with his henchmen, waiting for the emperor to consult and understand at any time.

How can a person who can communicate with the secretary of the Ministry of Rites and a scholar of the Cabinet to write letters?

Therefore, the purpose of Jinyiwei raiding the minister's home was to take away even a piece of paper.

Go back and hand it over to the sinister literati of the Jinyi Wei Experience Division, and they can't escape any clues.

Soon, in the professional sweep of the Jinyi Lieutenant, the middle hall of the Shangshu Mansion of the Ministry of Rites, which was still beautiful, seemed empty.

Like a locust, Captain Jinyi searched the next room in turn.

At the same time, Zhang's family servants and maids were also taken to the wide courtyard by Lux to be taken under centralized care.

"What are you going to do? What crime did my father commit? My son wants to see Luo's sexuality? I'm also a Jinyiwei, why don't I know about this? ”

In the courtyard, Zhang Shangshu's son-in-law Zhang Yi shouted hoarsely.

It's a pity that no one paid attention to him from beginning to end, and there were even some familiar faces inside.

That's right, he is a thousand households in Jinyi, but he is only on a temporary basis, and he belongs to the kind that receives a salary and does not work.

In Jinyiwei, there are too many such people.

"Luo Yangxing, do you have a driver's license issued by the Criminal Department when you check Zhang's mansion?"

In the end, he has served in Jinyiwei, and he knows some rules, and the second generation of officials who are waiting for death finally remembered this stubble, but his attitude is still very arrogant.

Calling him by his name is really a death, isn't this unpleasant for himself?

However, this is a matter of formalities, and Luo Yangxing, who was originally indifferent, finally reacted a little.

With two dry laughs, Luo Yangxing picked up a piece of waste paper from the table at random, and walked to the door of the middle hall under Gong Yonggu's surprised gaze.

"Look, this is the driving sticker issued by the Criminal Department!"

From a long distance, Luo Yang held up the so-called driving post, and it was a high-profile public display of a few breaths.

Only the paper can be seen, but the words on it cannot be seen.

Even if Luo Yangxing has been held high for a while, people in the distance can only see a few lines of dense small characters on it, and as for what is written on it, they don't know anything.

Zhang Yi eagerly took a few steps forward to take a closer look, but was blocked by a brocade-clothed guard with a serious face, and the warning was obvious.

"The emperor has a decree: Zhang Sizhi, the former secretary of the Ministry of Rites, is corrupt and perverts the law, runs rampant in the township, brings disaster to the place, has a huge amount of money, and slanders the head of the dynasty for no reason, the crime is unforgivable!

He was beheaded all over the house, his property was confiscated, his female dependents were sent to the Jiaofang Division, and he was enslaved forever, and Zhang Sizhi himself was executed in Lingchi! ”

Luo Yangxing stood at the door expressionlessly, condescendingly reciting Emperor Chongzhen's will.

After hearing this, the people below were immediately stunned, and then they knew that a catastrophe was coming.

"Young master, eldest prince......"

After hearing this, Zhang Yi, the second generation of the official who was originally very arrogant, was already cold in his hands and feet, and he was on the ground.

The faithful servants and maids cried out around him in sorrow.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Luo Yangxing's mouth, this familiar scene finally returned to his eyes after a few years, and the taste of power was really fascinating and sour.

Is that okay too?

Long knowledge!

Gong Yonggu, who witnessed everything from beginning to end, was full of shock in his heart.

At the same time, I also understand why my eldest brother, Emperor Chongzhen, doesn't trust Luo Yangxing, but he still wants to pay attention to him and let himself help.

To put it bluntly, this is to learn from Luo's experience and learn the style of Jinyiwei.

"These documents and deeds are registered, and there must be no omissions, all of which are neatly searched."

Luo Yangxing patrolled around, and kept giving orders to the Jinyi Guard of the Experience Division.

The officials of the Ming Dynasty were quite good at making money with money.

They are greedy for money, and they are generally not stupid enough to put it in the bank, nor do they keep it completely at home.

They either used usury in the name of their relatives, or operated real estate in the name of their families, or took shares in the salt industry, which was a joint venture between government and businessmen, and received a large dividend every year.

Even the most economically minded officials know how to buy land and collect rent, and invest in agriculture.

No matter how you invest, you can make money and make your stolen money more and more amazing.

Gong Yonggu looked at these documents and contracts, and was secretly frightened in his heart, as the emperor's eldest brother said, why should he levy Liao salary from the people, just arrest a few officials a year.

At this time, Zhang's Mansion was tantamount to hell on earth, and the family members at the door of the surrounding officials' mansions saw this, quietly closed the door, and pretended not to see it in line with the principle that it was not about themselves.

The account room of several brocade guards set up tables in the courtyard, prepared pen, ink, paper and inkstones, and began to register them.

The scale of the Ministry of Rites Shangshu Mansion is not small, and I don't know how many valuable objects there are?

Fortunately, Jinyiwei reappeared on the first day today, and there were more people with them.

But even so, when the things were checked and settled, the time was already close to evening, and most of the day passed like this.

But the matter is not over, this day is destined to be a busy night, in the Jinyi Wei Yamen, until the night is brightly lit, and people are constantly coming in and out.

The scribes had to register all kinds of objects and count the total amount of silver and grain, and the hundred households and ordinary brocade guards became laborers, putting a steady stream of gold and silver, furniture, calligraphy and paintings into the warehouse.

Although it is hard, everyone is full of energy, because today's harvest is good, the Son of Heaven is happy, and there will be rewards.

What's more, being able to serve in the most powerful department of Daming was originally a glorious thing.