Chapter 270: The Lord is the Imperial Court
"You've all heard about the silver of sin, right?"
The Admiral took a sip of the tea bowl and raised his eyelids slightly to squint at everyone.
The crowd fell silent and then heard a cohesive voice: "Listen, I heard." β
"Since I heard about it, then the official won't tell you more, or the old saying, people are not saints, how can there be no time in the world when they make mistakes?"
The Admiral put down his tea bowl and walked to the edge of the silver box to look at the officers who did not even dare to lift their heads.
"It doesn't matter if you make mistakes, what matters is whether you know how to repent or not. If you don't change your mistakes, even if you are outside the official law, the royal law of the court will not tolerate you! β
The sound was like thunder.
Shoot it on the cash box to show your resoluteness.
I didn't expect the papier-mΓ’chΓ© box to be not very strong, and it was actually shot with a hole.
It doesn't matter, it's just a symbol.
For things that are used temporarily, whether they are people or things, they don't care about their quality.
For example, his Admiral's Palace, such as his Siwei Building.
It doesn't matter if the hole is there, the forehead will be repaired.
Other provinces may not know about the matter of the guilty silver, but the Sichuan side must have spread it a long time ago, and it is impossible for the people in Chongqing Town not to know.
If there is any sin in them, it must be all there.
It is nothing more than a matter of serious sin and minor sin.
Lord Cao's body is still hanging on the beam above his head, and the atmosphere has reached this point, and he has to admit his guilt if he is not guilty, otherwise he will probably hang with Lord Cao.
The Admiral's obvious here is real.
The interior ministry doesn't take it seriously in his eyes, let alone their gang.
A Dusi surnamed Zhang knew this festival very well, and he would definitely not be able to pass the pass if he didn't take the money to eliminate the disaster today, so he raised his head and was quite embarrassed: "My lord, we are willing to pay the money for the crime, but I came in a hurry and didn't have any silver on me." β
"You're very good at that."
The Admiral, who liked the person who had a good attitude of confessing his sins, slapped him, and immediately someone brought in paper and pen.
There are more than 30 people, one person has a piece of paper, one pen, and three people share an ink cartridge.
"This?"
Zhang Dusi and the others looked at each other, not knowing what Lord Admiral meant.
"This money is collected by the official on behalf of the emperor, and you can write a number on the paper as much as you subscribe, and then write your name, and then put it into the box."
How much to write.
When it is over, someone will come to your house and get the money.
If you don't give it or don't pay enough, it's really the Admiral's affection, but Wang Fa is ruthless!
Looking at the paper and pen handed in front of him, Zhang Dusi was still in difficulty, and said stubbornly: "My lord, I don't know how much I have to pay for this crime?" β
But the Admiral did not speak, but got up and walked away.
What does this mean?
The kneeling officers of the Green Battalion, you look at me, I look at you?
They have heard about the matter of discussing the guilt silver, but it is really unclear how much to pay and how to pay it, because it has not been promoted in the whole province.
Ma Daquan, a confidant of the Admiral and a garrison who also served in Chongqing Town, opened his mouth and said, "What my lord means is that you can do it yourself, and you can pay as much as you want." β
Lin Qian, who was acquainted with Ma Shoubei, asked: "Master Ma, how much is the right amount to pay?" β
Yes, everyone is also concerned about this issue, and their eyes are on Ma Shoubei's face.
"At the very least, I'll have to satisfy the Admiral."
The horse guard coughed lightly and motioned for everyone to hurry up and write.
.........
Backyard.
None of the people in Cao Guoke's mansion could stand Li Zhongjun's torture, and they squatted on the ground honestly one by one, explaining the whereabouts of Cao Guoke's stolen silver.
What industries are in the city, how much land is outside the city, how many boats are in the river...
No matter how big or small, as long as it can be sold at a price, it must be written.
Li Xian'an led the people to settle the accounts, and the cash found from the yamen was not much, only more than 3,000 taels. But Cao Guoke has owned industries in Chongqing, Chengdu and other places over the years, which can be converted to about 40,000 taels.
"Record these one by one, and the official will go back to the fold."
Although Cao Guoke committed suicide in fear of crime, what crime he feared and what evidence he had to prove his guilt, Jia Liu must honestly report it.
After all, Cao Guoke has a brother-in-law who is the deputy capital of Manchuria.
Don't underestimate the coatings of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, the energy behind them is really not small.
The Guilin aunt who is now taking over the Jinchuan Army's pre-crime affair is Concubine Ling, the biological mother of the next emperor.
Since the beginning of the Shunzhi period, the interior government has been coated with a lot of imperial relatives, and the circle itself is small, and there are a lot of imperial relatives and relatives, pulling out radishes and bringing them out of the pit, and the ghost knows if Cao Guoke has any thighs besides the deputy capital of Manchuria.
Therefore, the evidence of the crime must be conclusive, so that people have nothing to say.
Master Jia does things with a public heart.
Li Zhongjun is worthy of being the first person recommended by the president, and Jia Liu's ability to do things makes Jia Liu full of praise. Just as he was looking at the confessions of the gang, the horse garrison came with the amount of money that the officers had subscribed to.
Jia Liu took a look, and his face suddenly stretched like a donkey.
The four products are all paid 500 taels, and the guerrillas of the third grade are only paid 800 taels, and some of them are even more excessive, writing ten taels or twenty taels!
This is not to see the Admiral as his own at all!
"That's how they confessed their sins?"
Jia Liu angrily threw a stack of blank paper to Ma Daquan, "Go, tell them that the guilty silver is paid to the emperor, not to the official!" ... Give them another chance, and if they don't know their mistakes, these guys will take off their tops themselves! β
Turning around, his angry face turned into a kind color, and he instructed Li An'an: "Cao Guoke's concubine looks pitiful, don't be too embarrassed for others, wait for something, give people some silver, either go home, or find an honest man to marry." β
Li Zhongjun looked around and lowered his voice: "My lord, that little concubine has a lot of admiration for adults, and she also knows that she is guilty of following Cao Guoke, do you want her to go to the adult's room at night to atone for her sins?" β
"Huh?"
Jia Liu's heart moved, but he thought of two pregnant wives and a little wife who was guarding an empty house in Chengdu, so he couldn't help but resist the temptation, and said in his heart that he was not an ordinary person now, and he couldn't be as casual as before.
"I'm physically inconvenient, you can do it for me."
Patted Li An'an on the shoulder, this good thing was given to him.
On the front side, the Admiral was not satisfied, and the officers had to rewrite it.
Since there is only one chance, this time they don't dare to pick the door.
Soon, the new amount was handed to the Admiral.
Li An'an used the abacus to add up everyone's figures, and finally came to the conclusion that 37 people paid a total of 32,000 taels, with an average of less than 900 taels per person.
Jia Liu is quite satisfied with this figure, after all, he always has to leave some for others, and he can't get it to death, so things will be reversed.
Ma Daquan asked whether these people would continue to serve in Chongqing Town after paying the money.
"You first take people with them to get the money, remember, five batches, separate the people, and then bring them back when they are done, and arrange for them to be taken into custody, and you are not allowed to go out of the yamen without my orders. When this is done, these people will come with me. β
"What do you mean?"
Ma Daquan was puzzled.
Jia Liu smiled and looked at Ma Daquan meaningfully: "If I don't get these people away, how can you, the deputy general of Chongqing Town, be?" β
Hearing this, Ma Daquan was stunned for a moment, and without saying a word, he knelt down and kowtowed to the Admiral three times: "The grace of the adult's promotion will never be forgotten at the end, as long as the adult says a word, the last general will be a mountain of swords and a sea of fire..."
"Alright, get up."
Jia Liu helped Ma Dayuan up, and admonished: "Dayuan, Chongqing is the gateway to Sichuan, a place where soldiers have fought for since ancient times, you have to live for the imperial court to watch this portal." β
Ma Dayuan said without hesitation: "Don't worry, my lord, the last general will definitely watch this Sichuan portal for my lord!" β
Jia Liu corrected: "Not for me, but for the court." β
"In the heart of the last general, the lord is the court!"
Ma Dayuan's categorical attitude made Jia Liu very pleased, and it was in vain that he focused on cultivating this person.