Wang Duobao probed for a while, saw the whole story, and couldn't help sneering.

"In March last year, Jia Tuo, a merchant in Liucheng, asked you to find a city-level official position for his son, and bribed him with 1,000 taels of silver; In August last year, Yang Bofu asked you to recommend you to join the state yamen on an errand and bribe 700 taels of silver; ...... last November"

Wang Duobao repeatedly said seven or eight charges of Zhou Tong's greed for ink, and then after a pause, he leaned forward a little to look at Zhou Tong, who was kneeling on the ground and trembling, and asked jokingly:

"Well, do you want me to say more?"

Zhou Tong shook his head violently.

"No, no! Listen to me, my lord, I was wronged, and a villain framed me! ”

"Humph!"

Zhou Tong was just about to explain when he was interrupted by Wang Duobao with a cold snort, only to hear him continue to say:

"At present, you still have two hundred taels of dirty silver left, and it is hidden five feet under the third peach tree in the southeast corner of your yard!"

Zhou Tong was speechless when he heard this, and his face turned pale, he never imagined that this nineteen princes who had been in the capital for a long time had already found out his bottom clearly, and even knew the place where the silver was hidden!

Seeing this, Wang Duobao snorted disdainfully, and said in his heart: Fight with your ancestor? Are you kidding!

After a while, Zhou Tong came back to his senses and kowtowed to Wang Duobao again and again, a middle-aged man was crying like a child at this time.

"Spare your life! The lower officials also have to do it as a last resort! Xiaguan's family has an old mother who is seriously ill and needs all kinds of rare medicinal materials to continue her life, but Xiaguan has a state governor, and the monthly offerings are just so much, and they can't afford it at all! In order to renew his mother's life, Xia Guan had to do this self-enriching business. The lower officials don't want to be greedy, and they don't dare to be greedy! ”

"You're filial."

Wang Duobao listened and nodded.

The ink-greedy silver taels he saw in Zhou Tong's memory were indeed few.

The governor of a state, in the past two years, has embezzled less than one-tenth of what Song Xu, the head of a city, has embezzled in a year!

He really doesn't dare to be greedy, he is a novice, and it's no wonder that he can expose his flaws as soon as he enters the door.

But Wang Duobao didn't care about this, but listened to Zhou Tong so filial piety, and said in his heart: You can be so filial to your mother, can't you also be filial to your ancestors? Set up an ancestral hall in private, nothing to worship, some incense or something.

"Okay, I don't plan to cure your crimes, but there are a few things I want you to do, if you do it well, not only will you be prosperous and rich in the future, but even your mother's money for medicinal materials to continue her life for the next ten years will be settled."

Wang Duobao waved his hand, Zhou Tong immediately stopped his tears when he heard it, and looked up at Wang Duobao, with joy and suspicion in his eyes.

"What do you command?"

"I want you...... This time, follow me down to the cities of the nine cities affected by the disaster in Qingzhou to provide disaster relief. ”

Disaster relief?

The second monk of Zhou Tong was puzzled.

Just for that?

Wang Duobao then continued:

"Of course, it's not a simple disaster relief, I want you to use your official position as the governor of the state as a backer, and contact those greedy people in various prefectures, provinces, and cities, and sell these disaster relief grains for rancid porridge and rice when the time comes, and by the way, suppress all the reports about the ineffective disaster relief to me!"

"Rancid porridge and rice!"

Zhou Tong was shocked when he heard this, and exclaimed:

"My lord, no! Is that spoiled porridge for people? That's swill, it's for animals! ”

Wang Duobao sneered twice, narrowed his eyes, and said the famous sentence he learned from the TV series when he accidentally traveled to the world of science and technology in his previous life.

"Disaster victims, are they still people?"

Zhou Tong was obviously stunned, and didn't know what to answer for a while, only to hear Wang Duobao lean back, put on an indifferent lazy appearance and said:

"If you are willing, the difference in the price of this batch of grain sold for porridge and rice will be enough for your mother to continue her life and treatment for the next ten years."

"It doesn't matter if you don't want to, I don't think your mother's illness needs to be treated, just wait for the whole family to raid the house and cut off the head."

Zhou Tong shook his head again and again when he heard this, and then kowtowed like pounding garlic and said:

"No, no, the lower officials are willing to do it! The lower officials are willing to do it! Please also let go of the official horse and let go of the old mother of the official family! ”

Wang Duobao stood up with a smile when he heard this, stepped forward to help Zhou Tong up, reached out and patted his cheek a few times, and said with a smile:

"As long as you are willing to be obedient, you can naturally say anything."

Just like Song Xu, the original chief bookkeeper of the city, Zhou Tong, the governor of Qingzhou, was also manipulated by Wang Duobao, and there was no room to fight back under the means of this 10,000-year-old monster.

Wang Duobao immediately informed Yang Baocheng, the chief envoy of Qingzhou, and selected Zhou Tong to accompany him for disaster relief, and Yang Baocheng had no meaning.

Before Zhou Tong returned home, Wang Duobao did not forget to tell him to hide half of the dirty silver in the home of Yang Baocheng, the chief envoy of Qingzhou.

Wang Duobao, who was finished, went on the road to disaster relief the next day under the repeated urging of Yang Baocheng.

Along the way, Zhou Tong, the governor of Qingzhou, came forward, and along the way, the petty officials in the prefectures, provinces, and cities who were greedy for ink also let go of their courage to do things, and all the local letters about the ineffective disaster relief were also suppressed by Zhou Tong according to Wang Duobao's plan.

Originally, the only parade that could restrict Wang Duobao made Wei Bang have no heart to go to the disaster relief, and he couldn't see the real situation at the scene, which made Wang Duobao even more unscrupulous.

Whenever they went to a place for disaster relief and distributed those spoiled porridge and rice to the victims, Wang Duobao and Zhou Tong would see those hungry people who were discouraged and hungry, regardless of the deterioration of the porridge and rice, and devoured them all with great food.

Some of them really couldn't stand the taste, and just after eating it, they vomited to their stomachs, but they hurriedly grabbed the things that were spit on the ground and stuffed them into their mouths again.

If you don't eat, you will only starve to death.

Along the way, the two also saw many victims who endured the taste and ate these swill-like things, only to roll on the ground and wail one by one with abdominal pain.

Many of these children and the elderly, who are physically weak, have died of illness from eating this unclean food.

Every time he saw such a scene, Zhou Tong would close his eyes and look away, showing an unbearable expression.

Wang Duobao also closed his eyes and didn't want to see this scene, but his expression was much more indifferent than Zhou Tong's.

For tens of thousands of years, he has led and planned such things, and he has seen such scenes thousands of times, and he has long been surprised.

Nearly eighty percent of David's population was descended from the blood of his king, a similar proportion among the plague population.

Wang Duobao could only continue to silently comfort himself in his heart to reduce his guilt.

"O good sons and grandsons of our ancestors! It's not that the ancestors want to harm you, but to overthrow the David Dynasty to avenge your ancestors, it must be a little sacrifice, you definitely won't blame the ancestors, right? ”

After a few days of parade and relief in Qingzhou, the people's grievances in the entire Qingzhou were boiling.

Wang Duobao's plan was completed in a small step, and the foundation of David's national fortunes began to waver.

He knew that the paper could not contain the fire, and sooner or later such a thing would be exposed and spread to the ears of Wei Qi, Zhou Tong, a governor of Qingzhou, even if his official position was big, could not completely suppress this matter with one hand.

So before returning from the disaster relief, Wang Duobao quietly told Zhou Tong again to hide the books that he had suppressed in the mansion of Yang Baocheng, the chief envoy of Qingzhou, along with the dirty silver.

On the way back, Wang Duobao sat in a carriage with a stack of paper rolls in his hand, which was a list of clean officials presented by petty officials who were greedy for ink from all over the way.

He looked at the list, and a cold and treacherous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Since it is destined to be exposed, it is necessary to find a good way out.

Now that the scapegoat is in place, this move kills two birds with one stone!