Fine droplets of sweat appeared on Zhao Yong's forehead, and he said hesitantly: "This ...... The lower officials don't know, it's all old things......"

In addition, in October last year, the cotton wool in the cotton clothes and quilts of the Qingwu Prefecture Army came from your Bullet Flower Workshop, but just a year later, I saw a newspaper saying that the capital had mobilized a large amount of frostbite medicine for the Qingwu Prefecture Army last winter, which was dozens of times that of an ordinary year! Is there any connection between the two?

Zhao Yong's arm shook slightly.

Ao Huang looked at Fang Yun and admired it so much, this is not just a good memory, if he doesn't have strong analytical skills, who would associate a very ordinary official report with inferior cotton clothes and quilts?

In the end, Fang Yun sneered: "What makes this official even more strange is that the cotton in Mizhou is harvested in September every year, so the cotton is the most expensive in June and July. Last year's cotton harvest in July was 30 percent higher than it was after the September harvest! But just as the cotton harvest was approaching, your workshop suddenly bought 1 million catties of lint at a high price, and there was a detailed record of the storage. And it is clearly stated that it is carried by Songyuan Commercial Bank. What is strange is that a few days ago, this official ordered someone to retrieve the records of the carriages and horses of the Songyuan Commercial Bank, and in those days, all the carriages and horses of the Songyuan Commercial Bank were used to transport grain, and there was no record of borrowing other carriages, so how did the 1 million catties of lint come into storage! Could it be that the Songyuan Commercial Bank could already use the drinking river shellfish to transport goods?"

Zhao Yong's face was like wax, the sweat on his forehead was getting more and more, and he instinctively wiped his forehead with his sleeve.

Ao Huang blinked, and said in his heart, Zhao Yong first took out a sum of money from the account office that managed the royal workshop, and the money was not spent, but he pretended to buy lint, and then after the new cotton came down. Use some of that money to buy cheap lint, and the rest goes into his pocket.

Fang Yun said again: "As I expected, the money you embezzled last year in terms of organ depreciation and cotton can probably be three thousand taels. That's not a lot of three thousand taels for me, but a small flower mill can only earn five or six hundred taels a year! No wonder the workshop you manage loses money every year. However, what makes me strange is that what you actually received last year was not 3,000 taels, but at most 500 taels!"

As he spoke, Fang Yun's index finger pressed on a page of paper on the table, and his fingers flicked. I saw the pages spinning and flying towards Zhao Yong.

Zhao Yong hurriedly took it, and it clearly listed his access and withdrawal records in the money village last year, as well as the large expenses of his family, and his eyes were dark, and he almost fainted.

"So, whose hands did the remaining two thousand taels of silver go to? You are the owner of the royal workshop, who has the audacity to snatch food from you?"

Ao Huang suddenly realized, and immediately thought of Zhao Yong's backer, Zhao Yan, the king of the small county.

No surprises. Zhao Yong is actually nothing more than a tool of Zhao Ying, used to extract benefits from the royal family's workshop.

There are more than 70 princes surnamed Zhao in Jingguo, and after deducting the heirs, there are still 41 left. These forty-one princes all have fiefdoms, and except for a few losers, their wealth is not inferior to that of famous families.

However, that small county king Zhao Yan is not the son who will inherit the throne of King Qingyang in the future. It was not from the eldest lady of King Qingyang, and because of her young age, she was not given an inheritance to herself. The annual income is only two thousand taels of silver.

The royal family of the prince of the prince did not give much money, because if the real king gave the money, the huge amount would become a burden on the royal family.

Two thousand taels of silver is a huge amount of money in the Shengyuan Continent, but it is far from enough for a county king who is lustful and spends all his time.

Zhao Yong sweated like rain.

The most important thing is not that Fang Yun found out the problem between him and Zhao Qian, but that King Qingyang and King Kang are very close, and Zhao Yun has helped King Kang before.

There is no doubt that once Fang Yun investigates deeply, not to mention that Zhao Yan will be heavily punished, and even the reputation of King Qingyang will be damaged.

Zhao Yong knelt on the ground with a puff and said loudly: "Xiaguan Zhao Yong, it is difficult to fill the sea, he is greedy, and he uses the Danhua Workshop to earn illegal money, but he wants to surrender to Xiaguan, please take it lightly!"

Fang Yun said: "You are surnamed Zhao, and you are given a surname by the royal family, how can you kneel down and get up." ”

Zhao Yong knelt on the ground.

At this moment, Fang Yun received an urgent summons, and after a closer look, it was Zhao Hong's makeup.

"You...... Can you have something to say?"

Fang Yun was stunned for a moment, then smiled slightly, and understood the reason. Urgently passed the letter, it was Zhao Hongxiang who expressed concern about this matter, but only said a short sentence, because he didn't want to affect Fang Yun, he would not persuade and guide like Cai He, he would not put any pressure on Fang Yun, and he trusted Fang Yun's ability very much.

"We'll see you soon. Fang Yundao.

"Well, then I'll meet those relatives!"

Fang Yun smiled, Zhao Hongxiang's relatives were naturally the princes and county kings of various places, ordinary clan relatives would not dare to blow up at such a time, and it was not worth Zhao Hongxiang to stop them.

With Zhao Hong's makeup, the pressure on the royal family will be reduced a lot, Fang Yun remembered it in his heart.

Fang Yun thought that Jiang Hechuan, the prime minister, probably already knew about it, but he had not sent a biography so far, which was a step better than Cai He.

Fang Yun originally thought that he would receive a large number of letters from wealthy families or royal families at this time, but there were not many unfamiliar people who passed on the books, and those people were very calm.

These days' tough tactics have worked.

Fang Yun's hand left the official seal, looked at Zhao Yong below, and said, "It's easy to get a light sentence from this official, but the premise is that you have to cooperate with this official!"

Zhao Yong's head bowed deeply, he was over forty years old, he had been in the palace for many years, and he was the owner of the workshop, he knew very well what Fang Yun's so-called "cooperation" meant, so that he could explain all the matters with Zhao Yun one by one.

At the moment when Fang Yun finished speaking, Zhao Yong also had a naïve thought, maybe he could deceive Fang Yun, but when he thought about Fang Yun's methods this time, his heart was half cold, and it was impossible to be deceived.

Zhao Yong gritted his teeth and said, "The blame for Yiqiē is on the lower officials, but there are many things that the lower officials can't remember clearly!"

"Looks like you're not cooperating. Very good, come on!"

"Yes!" and saw an errand outside.

Fang Yun threw the arrow to the messenger and said, "Go to the Qingyang Guild Hall and bring the Zhao Steward of the Qingyang Palace! If you dare to resist by force, you will be killed on the spot!"

"Yes!" the officer took the arrow and hurried away.

Zhao Yong's face was desperate, his relationship with Steward Zhao was extremely close, but he didn't expect Fang Yun to directly invite the most critical person.

The messenger first escorted Zhao Yong outside, and then Fang Yun invited a workshop owner from the county by name.

The owner was in his early sixties, with gray hair and a stiff body, and there was not the slightest horror on his face, but a little melancholy.

"The student has met the prefectural magistrate!"

Fang Yun smiled surprisingly and said, "Please sit down with the owner of Liang Fang first." ”

The owner of Liang Fang was stunned, and he didn't know what medicine was sold in Fang Yun's gourd, so he had to sit, but he only dared to sit on half of his buttocks, and he didn't dare to sit steadily.

Fang Yun smiled and asked, "Master Liang, is Ling Tang's health good?"

The owner of Liang Fang was stunned again, thinking that Fang Yun would be as strict as a cool official, but who knew that he would talk about family life and care about his mother's body, so he immediately said cautiously: "Jiaci is just old, and there is no big problem." (To be continued......)