Zhou Wu is Zhou Kuan's cousin, and Li Yu can be regarded as a good relative, as a military general transferred from Jingxiang, he has been following the growth of Nanyang.

In the bloody battle of Fangchengguan at the beginning of last year, the Zhou brothers became famous in Nanyang, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are heroes of Nanyang.

Now Li Xiong's letter makes Li Yu's mind fluctuate.

Would such a person who shed his blood for Nanyang do such a thing for money?

Sitting in the front hall, Li Yu read Li Xiong's letter again, and then sighed and put it down.

He thought about it, picked up the pen on the letterhead and prepared to put it down, but it stopped again, and it didn't fall for a long time.

"Alas, embarrassed~"

He put the pen down again.

Li Yu sat quietly for a long time, pondering how to deal with this matter.

Zhou Kuan has always been his core team, Zhou Wu has made contributions to Nanyang, and now he is also in charge of the defense of various towns, which is equivalent to the city defense commander under Li Yu.

If you don't handle it well, there will be a big mess.

Could it be that he is too harsh on his subordinates? Is the salary given enough for them to live on?

"Order, let Fang Liang come and see."

"Yes."

Fang Liang's Thousand Cavalry Sentinel Camp is usually Li Yu's personal tooth army.

"My lord."

Fang Liang quickly ran in.

"Strengthen the vigilance of the tooth city in case of accidents."

"Yes."

Fang Liang was a little inexplicable, okay, how could he strengthen his vigilance? Something went wrong?

There's something wrong with not having to think about it.

If the lord doesn't say, he can't ask.

Hurry out and arrange defenses everywhere.

Li Yu asked Sima Zhangge and Wang Houxie, the chief bookkeeper, to be found.

Zhang Ge and Wang Houxie were preparing to receive the homeless people, and when they saw that the lord was in a hurry, they put down what they were doing and hurried to the Jieshuai Mansion.

"My lord, what's the urgency?"

"Let's go to the grain depot."

The two are a little baffled.

The three of them came to the grain depot in Xiangyang.

When Sikura opened the door, the sunlight shone into the spacious warehouse.

Inside were neatly stacked grain bags.

Li Yu walked in.

Zhang Ge and Wang Houxie followed, and Si Cangzuo also followed.

Li Yu didn't speak, and walked in silently.

At the end, he turned back to the guards behind him and said, "Take this bag down." ”

"Yes."

The guards rushed up and removed the grain bags on them, and several people pulled the four corners of the grain bags and lifted them vigorously.

"Ouch~"

Several people exerted too much force and fell to the ground. The sack of grain was thrown lightly on the ground.

Sikura was so frightened that his legs went limp.

Falling to the ground with a thud, Bang Bang Bang kowtowed, burst into tears, and shouted for mercy.

Li Yu stretched out his hand and lifted the grain bag, fluttering.

When I opened it, it was full of chaff.

"Bring in someone and get all the chaff bags out."

The soldiers of the brigade ran into the grain depot and moved out the grain on the upper layer of the grain stack, and soon found that the top five layers of the grain stack were grain, and the bottom five layers were all grain bran.

Half of the food is gone.

Zhang Ge and Wang Houxie were covered in cold sweat.

When something like this happens, they have a lot of responsibility.

Li Yu was fighting outside, and half of the food at home was stolen, and he didn't know it!

His heart was on fire.

In recent years, Nanyang and Jingxiang prefectures and counties have had bumper harvests, and there is a lot of grain stored in various places. That's why Li Yu has a plan to help the homeless.

Now the displaced people are coming, but the food is gone.

"Sima. It's up to you to hear the matter, no matter who is involved, arrest it first. ”

"Yes."

Zhang Ge hurriedly responded and asked Si Cangzuo to be taken down for interrogation.

Soon, Xiangyang City arrested more than a dozen officials from various yamen.

The ins and outs of the matter were quickly clarified.

The grain depot has always been under the jurisdiction of Gao Shi, and in the past two years, Gao Shi followed Li Yu to first go to Guannei, and then to Jiangxi.

Let his food rats see the opportunity.

They use shoddy grain, exchange old grain for new grain, and sell new grain for huge profits.

Especially this year.

As early as March, the drought situation was already reported in various places. Taking advantage of the absence of Li Yu and Gao Shi in Xiangyang and Nanyang, they colluded with grain merchants to smuggle the grain in the grain depot to the disaster-stricken areas to make huge profits.

In their minds, as long as they hold on until the autumn harvest and the new grain comes down, they can cover up the facts, or at least postpone the revelation year after year.

Who knows, when Li Yu comes back, he will enter the customs to recruit displaced people.

In a hurry, these people had to mix sand and gravel in the grain transported to Shangluo, hoping to get by.

Who knew that Li Xiong was a real person, and he found out about the situation and reported it directly to Li Yu.

Li Yu began to think that it was a problem during transportation, and once suspected that Zhou Wu was responsible, but it turned out that there was a problem at the root.

These Si Cangzuo, who specifically managed the grain depot, were all the original old men, because they were grassroots work, and Li Yu did not change people, but this was the result.

After investigation, both the Nanyang grain depot and the Xiangyang grain depot have different degrees of grain shortages.

It's just that the Nanyang grain depot is short of thirty percent, but Xiangyang is fifty percent.

"Lord, they resold all this grain to Damao Grain Company."

"What about people? Did you catch it? ”

"The shopkeeper ran away and caught a dozen guys."

"Send a sea fishing document, and the states and counties will issue pictures and graphics, and they are bound to find him."

"Yes."

"Dengzhou Warden Feng Fuyu is a good hand, I don't know where he is now?"

Li Yu suddenly remembered the old man who had captured the spy with him.

"Feng Fuyu? I'm going to check it out. ”

Zhang Ge turned around and went to look up the official files to see where Feng Fuyu was now.

Damao grain store in Xiangyang City.

The door of the store was closed, with the seal of the government attached, and two soldiers stood guard outside the door.

In the private room by the window on the second floor of the Dafeng Restaurant across the street, there were two drinkers.

The two of them were silent, staring closely at the Damao grain store opposite.

The wine glasses on the table were still full.

At this time, a person walked to the door of the grain store, looked at the seal on the door, nodded to the soldiers at the door and asked, "Master Jun, why is this store sealed?" They still owe me two dollars for the goods! Oops, what can I do! ”

"Huh? He owes you money? Go to the yamen to register, find the shopkeeper and you will return it. ”

"Huh? The shopkeeper ran away? Oops, where can I find this?! ”

The man stomped his feet vigorously in front of the door.

"Hurry up, don't make trouble here."

The soldier's annoyance drove the man away.

The two upstairs glanced at each other, and one of them grabbed the hat, put it on his head, walked out of the private room quickly, and followed.

"Dispatch grain from Nanyang, let Zhou Wu check the situation of the grain in time when loading the ship, and report it truthfully if there is any falsehood."

After the toss of the grain incident, Li Yu knew that corruption was all around him.

Especially the handlers and managers of money and food.

Fortunately, the incident was investigated, and Zhou Wu did not know about it.

He usually only manages the defense of various cities, and does not handle grain and grass. This time, it was Li Yu who temporarily arranged for him to transport grain and grass, and almost wronged him.

If these food rats are not killed, it is not enough to be angry with the people.

On the seventh day of July, the streets of Xiangyang are crowded with people.

Dozens of wooden cage wagons were loaded with death row prisoners.

The people on both sides of the street threw the rotten vegetable leaves and rotten eggs in their hands crackling into the prisoner car.

"You who have suffered a thousand swords want to kill us."

"I'll let you steal food, let you steal food!"

"Throw you into the eighteenth layer of hell, and you will never be able to turn over! Bastard! ”

Cursing was heard on the streets, rocks flew on both sides of the cart, and all kinds of disgusting things beckoned to the cart.

Those death row inmates were like ashes, their eyes closed and they didn't dare to open them, and some of them were actually pouring feces and urine.

As soon as the prisoner car came, a stench came to the face, and some people who were watching the excitement vomited.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, don't delay the hour."

The soldiers in the escort pinched their noses and drove away the people blocking the road in front.

The prisoner cart moved slowly forward under the coercion of the people.

As soon as he turned the corner, a group of soldiers rushed out and drove the people on both sides of the prisoner cart.

Thundered~~~

The wooden wheels of the prisoner cart crushed the stone pavement, and the green ox pulling the cart walked into the execution ground without hesitation with heavy steps.

In the crowd on the street corner, the man who had gone to the Damao grain store to ask for accounts was staring closely at some of the people in the prisoner car.

The face is expressionless.

The prisoner cart entered the execution ground, and the death row inmates were released, and their identities were verified according to the roster, and a death tag was inserted on their backs, which read "Death row inmate so-and-so", and a large red cross was drawn on the name.

"Babbling ~~~~~"

"Babbling ~~~~~"

"Babbling ~~~~~"

Three horns, the hour has come.

The head of the firing squad turned to the executioner and shouted, "The hour has come." ”

Five executioners with big shoulders and round waists, holding snowy machetes in their arms, picked up the wine bowl on the table, took a sip of wine, and sprayed at the edge of the big knife.

Crystalline beads of wine slipped off the edge of the blade and merged into a small stream of wine, dripping to the ground.

They came to the death row inmates with wine bowls.

"Drink it, go faster."

The death row inmates wept and mourned, their teeth chattering.

The executioner didn't care about this, and the bowl was poured into their mouths.

Some people drank a few sips in a row, and some people didn't drink a drop of wine.

"Get on your knees."

The death row inmate involuntarily fell to his knees, lowered his head, and waited for the last moment.

The warden drew a token and threw it on the ground.

"Execution!"

"Hey~~~"

The executioner burst into applause, picked up the machete, aimed it at the back of the neck, and slashed it down.

Click~

Burst~

Gollum~~

Five human heads fell to the ground, and large strands of blood erupted from their necks, staining the ground blood-red.

The five heads were presented to the warden for inspection.

Five more people were pushed over.

The same procedure went through again.

One of them opened the wine bowl stretched out by the executioner with his head, and shouted: "Master, I have something to say, I want to report it, and I want to make meritorious service for the crime!" ”

His shout startled the executioner. It's all here, and you want to make meritorious contributions?! Why did you go earlier?!

"Slow!"

Seeing this, the head of the firing squad hurriedly stopped the executioner, and he trotted to the warden officer.

"Report, my lord, some people say that they want to report it, and they will make meritorious contributions."

"Oh? Is there such a thing? Suspend the execution and bring him here. ”