Chapter Twenty-Eight: The deceived people report to the officials, and Jingzhao dereliction of duty for selfish interests

Chinese New Year's Eve is the alternation of the old and the new, and on this day, no matter how difficult the family, the best food will be brought out to entertain the family. The family gathered around a table to enjoy the food and talk about the harvest of the past year.

For this day, the people have to start preparing for this day a long time ago, saving money little by little, and buying New Year's goods. As early as August, the owner of Jubao Money Bank suddenly put up a notice that anyone who deposited money in the bank could buy a kind of ticket.

For example, if you buy a 1,000 taels of silver bills, you will have no income in the first month, but you will be able to get 100 taels of silver interest every month from the second month, and you will be able to get back all the principal from a young age. For the owner of the purchase, this is a profitable business. However, how does Jubao Money make money?

Many people in Beijing know that the owner of Jubao Qian Zhuang has always had dealings with casinos, but they are afraid that they have collected money from here and lent it to the casino. Earning interest from it is also a significant income.

Moreover, Jubao Qian Zhuang has been open in Beijing for more than ten years and has accumulated a lot of credibility. As soon as the notice came out, many ordinary people came to watch, and the rich man who was so bold bought 180,000 yuan on the spot, which made people panic. The most alarming thing is that there is also a sentence written at the bottom of the notice, "The quantity is limited, while stocks last". As for how much it will be and when it will be purchased, no one seems to care.

For a while, Mo said that the people who had a little spare money in their hands, and even many officials bought tickets.

On the fifth day, the notice was taken down, and the people who had been on the fence regretted it. However, there are also concerns about whether Jubao Qian Zhuang will cash in the interest of 100 taels per month. In September, the people who came to receive the interest put the treasure money village for a while, and the people who had not bought the tickets before looked at the white silver, which was really harmful to pink eye.

In the blink of an eye, when it came to the new year, people lined up early in the morning, ready to get back their principal. However, until the three poles are as above, the door of the treasure bank has never been opened.

"Could it be that you have been deceived?"

"It shouldn't be, the interest in the first few months has been cashed out in its original form, maybe it is preparing silver taels, it will take some time."

At dusk and sunset, the people in line waited with dry mouths and became more anxious.

"Why haven't you opened the door yet?"

There was a strong knock on the door, but the room was deadly silent, and no one answered them.

"Hey! I'm afraid I've been fooled! ”

An old rich man threw the ticket to the ground and sat down.

There was a commotion in the crowd, and they smashed open the door of the treasure house with their weakness. Except for the empty counter, there was not even a penny left.

"What should I do? That's my father's pension money! ”

"If my wife had known, she wouldn't have beaten me to death?"

"The family's livelihood is all in it, these people who kill a thousand knives!"

Howling and crying, sobbing and sobbing...... All kinds of crying are vividly displayed here.

"Huh!" It's those who didn't buy it and regretted it at the beginning, hiding in the corner and secretly having fun.

I don't know who said, "Let's go report to the official!" ”

A large group of people from Wuyang and Wuyang all rushed to the Jingzhao Mansion, and Jingzhao Yin was having dinner, and was so frightened by the noise outside the door that he hurriedly put on the official mansion and lit the lamp to ascend to the hall.

The chaos lasted for three days, and all the victims were filed. Fu Cheng took out a dozen abacus, 13.78 million taels of silver, and was swept away.

"Alas, these unscrupulous wicked people, how can more than 6,000 families live this year?"

Fu Cheng smiled coldly, firstly, he sighed that it was really cheap and not greedy, and secondly, he only felt that he was incompetent, he had read so many sage books, but no sage had ever taught him what to do in the current situation.

He didn't know that when he went down to the hall, Jing Zhaoyin also hugged his wife and cried, and he also folded three thousand taels of silver in it.

"My lord, my subordinates think that this matter should be reported to the court in time. After all, the number of people involved is extremely large, and the amount of money is huge. ”

"There has been a recent visit from the envoys of the Qi State in Beijing, isn't it to let the people of the country see the joke?"

Jing Zhaoyin knew that the laws and regulations of the Wei State stipulated: All officials are not allowed to participate in private fund-raising and make huge profits, otherwise they will be dismissed from their official positions. Depending on the severity of the circumstances, it will also be handed over to Si Kouqing for sentencing.

He believed that there were many people who had suffered the same dumb losses as himself. It doesn't matter if you fold three thousand taels of silver by yourself, once the matter reaches the imperial court, other ministers will be implicated, so you can offend the powerful people in Beijing.

Did a visit from an envoy of the State of Qi send this young man away? No!

"Jingzhao is responsible for the stability of the national capital, and now thousands of people have been cheated of life-saving money, just afraid that there will be a riot. The national capital is in chaos, how can Great Wei be stable? My lord's mission is here, and I hope you will think twice. ”

"This official is just worried about the envoys of Qi in Beijing, but he didn't say sit idly by, what do you mean by that?"

"Okay, then the subordinate will compile all the files into a book, and I hope that the lord will ask for instructions earlier."

In the early morning of the next day, the recital written by Jingzhao Mansion Cheng all night was placed in the most conspicuous place on Fu Yin's desk, and even the place where he signed it was left. But Yao Shuwen's three words have never been so difficult to write. He repeatedly lifted the pen, and finally the ink did not fall.

"I'm sick of it! This Fengyuebai, is he forcing his own official? ”

A nameless fire broke out, and Yao Shuwen tore the song in half and threw it into the waste paper cage.

"Sir, wait!"

The handyman who poured the waste paper was about to clean up the waste paper cage of Lord Fu Yin, but Feng Yuebai saw the letter at a glance. I picked it up and took a closer look, and sure enough, it was the one I wrote.

Yao Shuwen's meaning is already very clear, with so many people, he doesn't plan to avenge them. The original reason, Feng Yuebai also asked from others, it turned out that he was worried about the official hat on his head, it's just that! As an official, Feng Yuebai didn't know what he could do for the people, but now his conscience did not allow him to be silent.

So, he investigated and collected evidence in private, and decided to make this matter clear and clear by himself, Yao Shuwen was not afraid of him.

Zichen Palace lit up thousands of lanterns, shining brightly. Yale is leisurely, singing and dancing are leveling. Ji Hongduo was intoxicated, glanced at Jinghui, but saw that she was still not good-looking, she couldn't eat like this, she couldn't eat that, even Ji Hongduo picked up the cup and drank with her, she also pushed back.

"If the queen is unwell, she might as well go back and rest first!"

simply, it's better to let her go back to the palace. can let her go, she still doesn't go, she gets up to make amends, but Ji Hongduo is unmoved. The queen mother inevitably had a stiff atmosphere, and she drank with the emperor and queen to resolve the embarrassment.

The wine has passed three rounds, and the dishes have passed five flavors. Cheng Hai sent a list of ministers who wanted to give food, and Ji Hongduo looked at them one by one, and did not add or delete them. Chenghai sent people to deliver dishes according to the system, and when they returned, this link was successfully passed.

After a round of singing and dancing, Cheng Hai read out the holy decree, and Mama Hong knelt down to listen to the seal. Since then, Concubine Yi is also a legitimate princess in the palace, and Ji Hongduo gave her the name Yuzhen in the hope that she will be jade and clean.

After hearing this, Mrs. Dun tightly twisted the silk handkerchief in her hand, her Jinyu has only been called a second princess so far, and she has not even had a serious title. I thought that on Chinese New Year's Eve this year, Emperor Wei would think of their mother and daughter and give Jinyu a title. But he didn't want to, but the concubine born to this servant girl was titled.

A song and dance shook the world, and Emperor Wei felt a little fluttering. With his elbows on his forehead, his face smiling rather than smiling, no one could understand what he was thinking now.

"Knock knock!"

Another drum song? But I saw that everyone was looking at each other, and there was no movement on the drum surface of the Music Fang Division, where was the sound coming from. Wooden and persistent, this drum sound has no rhythm, but it is extremely dull and powerful.

Oops, someone's banging on the drums! Cheng Hai was the first to react. A burst of discussion broke out in the crowd, and the music division didn't dare to make any more sounds, so everyone listened to the drums being beaten outside the Xuanzheng Palace. Zichen Palace is just behind the Xuanzheng Palace, so the drum sound is so clear.

"What's the situation?"

Ji Hongduo suddenly asked loudly. Cheng Hai knelt on the ground in response, trembled and said, "It seems that someone is beating the drums, so the slave will go and take a look!" ”

The drums outside the Xuanzheng Hall can only be beaten by the princes and ministers. No one has ever knocked on it in the first emperor's time, and for decades, it has almost become an ornament, and who is going to beat the drum today?

"Stop, do you know what day it is?"

Cheng Hai rushed all the way, and now he was out of breath, and he used all his strength to stop the person beating the drum.

"This official wants to see the emperor, but if he can't see the emperor, he keeps knocking!"

That man is like a stubborn donkey, he doesn't care what day it is, and he doesn't care who comes to dissuade him, he only sees the emperor.

"Even if you have a big grievance, can you discuss it again in the fourth court?"

"The fourth year of junior high school? If this official does not come to complain today, I am afraid that on the fourth day of the Lunar New Year next year, no one will discuss this matter again. There have been hundreds of suicides in Beijing, and there have been hundreds of suicides in a row. Just this afternoon, Jingzhao Mansion was smashed, can the emperor still sit in Zichen Palace and enjoy singing and dancing and tasting delicious food? ”

If there is no reason for this, I can hear that Chenghai's scalp is numb, and there is such an abnormal movement in Beijing, but the palace has not received any news.

"You knock and knock, wait in the hall with the minions."