Yushancang was burned clean by a fire. At present, if the Yuanzhou government wants to help the displaced people, it has to rely on Bingshancang.

"So," Bai Zeqing looked sideways at Huo Yuncheng, "Is there any grain in Bingshan Cang?" ”

"Yes." Huo Yuncheng's fingertips tapped unconsciously on the tea table.

"It can't be moldy too, right?" Bai Zeqing looked at Huo Yuncheng's meaningful expression, and his heart was bottomless.

"Not really." Huo Yuncheng Road.

……

The time goes back to the previous day's Bingshan Warehouse.

When Huo Yuncheng hurried to the cangmen, Lu Yu and Wen Jinnuo were still arguing with the cangmen supervisors.

The two weak scholars were forcibly stopped by several warehouse soldiers, and the officials who came with them did not dare to fight with the warehouse soldiers, so the two sides were in such a stalemate, one side did not let in, and the other side did not want to retreat.

The regulator said that Mr. Wang, the superintendent of the warehouse, was ordering the warehouse, and no one was allowed to enter. No matter who it is, if you want to check the warehouse and inspect the grain, you need to wait for the end of the warehouse.

Huo Yuncheng turned over and dismounted, didn't listen to the explanation at all, and with a wave of his hand, the guards didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, rushed over and tied up the warehouse gate supervisor and several warehouse soldiers directly.

So, Huo Yuncheng took the lead, Banxia followed, Lu Yu helped Wen Jinnuo to follow in a daze, followed by a group of guards, swaggering towards the warehouse.

As soon as he stepped into the compartment of the C-shaped warehouse, he heard someone talking inside, and the sound of rustling rice in full swing, Huo Yuncheng raised his hand to signal everyone not to act rashly.

A large group of people stood in the corner of the cubicle and listened to the corner.

Huo Yuncheng covered his mouth and nose with a damp cloth, leaned over slightly, pushed open a trace of the inner warehouse door, and looked in through the mountains of rice bags.

I saw that there were at least hundreds of catties of white rice piled up on the big wooden board in the center of the warehouse, and a few coolies were pouring bags of white gray sand and gravel into the rice, and then a few coolies took shovels to mix the white gray sand stone and white rice evenly, and there were warehouse soldiers next to them who carried a basin of water and sprinkled some water on it from time to time, so as to make the mixed fake rice more realistic, and then a few coolies put the stirred rice into a sack of sack, and then resisted into the grain pile.

It's a picture of hot work.

Wen Jinnuo stood beside Huo Yuncheng and looked angry, and was about to go in, when he was pulled by Lu Yu and motioned for him to look at the other side of the rice bag that was half-blocked.

Mr. Wang, the superintendent of the warehouse, and two cronies sat on the four-corner table next to them, eating peanuts, and from time to time called out to the coolies who were working as supervisors.

On the left side of Inspector Wang, there was also a person who looked like a grain shopkeeper, who was holding the account book and fiddling with the abacus while keeping accounts.

I heard the shopkeeper say: "I said, Lord Wang, in the past, we put sand mixed with water and white ash in this official rice, so that the official rice bought cheaply in Yuanzhou City could not pick out three percent of the good rice." If anyone wants to eat good rice, they have to go to our private grain store to buy high-priced rice. But these rice," the shopkeeper pointed to the fake rice on the big wooden board, "they are all going to be taken to the porridge factory for disaster relief, aren't we going to do useless work?" You see, so many people are paid a lot of money. ”

Supervisor Wang threw a peanut into his mouth, gave him a blank look, and said, "If it weren't for us risking losing our heads and adulterating this official rice, the price of rice in your grain store would have risen from 20 wen a bucket of rice to 80 wen a bucket?" How do you get rich? ”

The shopkeeper was busy with "yes, yes", and said: "Hey, in this official warehouse, there has never been good rice that is not adulterated." "Lord Wang, but this, mixed with fake rice and grain to cook porridge for disaster relief, I'm afraid that many homeless people will starve to death, aren't we afraid of making a big fuss?" ”

Supervisor Wang threw the peanuts in his hand into the shopkeeper's face and scolded, "Don't I know? Ah, I don't know? But just a few years ago, the adulterated eight catties of good rice entered your grain store, and now half of our warehouses here are empty, not adulterated? How many days can you fool without adulteration? When Lord Qincha comes and investigates, they will all die! ”

As he spoke, he spread out his palms to the superintendent of the king and said, "Seriously, did you bring a silver ticket?" "Vertex

The shopkeeper hurriedly took out a handful of silver tickets from his arms and handed them over, and said with a smile: "I brought it, three thousand six hundred taels." ”

Inspector Wang took the silver ticket, tapped it carefully, put it in his arms, and then said: "To tell you the truth, these three thousand six hundred taels are not taken from you in vain, and the matter will be settled when you turn around, and the good rice in the warehouse in the second half of the year will be sold by you." ”

The shopkeeper suddenly smiled and said, "Eh, it's good." But this money? ”

"This money is going to the grain store outside Yuanzhou City to buy food for emergencies." Supervisor Wang clenched his right hand and knocked on the table, and said, "Who let you not fight, six out of ten grain stores in Yuanzhou are from the Huo family." Our adults have supported us for many years, and you have only occupied less than four floors, and with your little food storage, it is not even enough at all. ”

"Lord Wang, you are joking, where can we compare with the Huo family in these small businesses."

Inspector Wang threw another peanut into his mouth and said, "After all, you go back and tell them that they can find a way to pay them more grain." ”

The shopkeeper looked embarrassed and said, "My lord, this ......"

Inspector Wang raised his finger and pointed at him, and said, "After this pass, the future will be long, Lord Yin will not treat you badly, and when the time comes, everyone will be better." ”

The shopkeeper was still about to speak, but Huo Yuncheng was choked by the dust and coughed.

The people inside immediately panicked and called, "Who?" ”

Huo Yuncheng didn't bother to talk nonsense with them, and lightly ordered: "Arrest all the cangy coolies who are adulterated and cheating, and don't let any of them go." ”

The sound of the guards rushing in and kicking and tying up was accompanied by the shouts of the coolies.

"We were wronged"

"We're not adulterated."

"My lord, spare your life"

"My lord, we're just porters hired to carry grain bags, we don't know anything......"

More than 10 warehouse soldiers and more than 20 laborers are crying and crying.

Huo Yuncheng instructed the guards to go to the Huo family's grain store in the city and bring a few more shopkeepers to Bingshan Warehouse to count and record the grain one by one. Let's see how much good rice there is left to use.

Wen Jinnuo, supported by Lu Yu, walked past a group of bound people, listened to them cry out for grievances, and observed their appearance, expressions, and movements.

Until someone passed by, Wen Jinnuo couldn't help but stop.

The man sat in the corner with an honest face, a sad expression, a stout man, dressed in tattered coolie clothes, and a pair of cloth shoes with holes in his feet.

Wen Jinnuo looked up and down, and then asked him, "Why don't you shout injustice?" ”

The man said angrily: "Adult, the little one confesses, there is no need to shout injustice." ”

Wen Jinnuo frowned slightly and asked, "This official asks you, is the person who shouted grievances really wronged?" ”

The man raised his eyes to look at Wen Jinnuo, and only spoke after a while: "My lord wants to listen to the truth?" ”

Wen Jinnuo said with a straight face: "Of course you have to listen to the truth!" ”

The man burst out laughing.

Wen Jinnuo asked, "What's the matter?" ”

Although the man laughed in his mouth, his expression was even more sorrowful, and he said: "In this Yuanzhou Mansion, there are still officials who listen to the truth? Funny, you say, isn't it funny? ”

Wen Jinnuo only looked at him lightly, and when he finished laughing, he said, "I will be this laughing stock today and listen to the truth." Do you dare to say that? ”

The man looked up at Wen Jinnuo's eyes and said, "Why don't you dare? If you dare to listen, I will speak. ”

"But it doesn't hurt to say it."