Lin Hao was not annoyed, and walked to the roadside tea stall: "Xiao Er has tea!" Why should Lord Song be annoyed, come and drink tea. ”

When did Xiao Er of the tea stall see such a battle, and hurriedly put a few bowls of good tea on the new spring this year: "A few distinguished guests, this is this year's new tea ......"

Before Xiao Er's words fell, he saw a burst of dust at the city gate, and a person came on a fast horse.

When it was closer, a man turned over and dismounted, his official robe was patched, and knelt down towards a few people: "It's really busy with official business, and the officials have missed the distance, please forgive me!" ”

Lin Hao squinted slightly, he couldn't be clearer about this routine, the patches on the official robes on his body were clearly deliberately worn, to show his hard work.

"I heard that Wang Zhixian was bought with silver?"

Lin Hao squinted slightly and said, Shangyifang had already handed over all kinds of Wang Zhixian to Lin Hao.

"Ashamed and ashamed, Wang has no talent, he has failed many times, in the fourteenth year of Hongwu, he got Emperor Taizu Enke, and then donated 2,000 yuan and gave him the position of the county."

A layer of cold sweat soaked out of Wang Xianzhi's back, and he was stumbling.

Two thousand guan is not a small amount, and the whole clan was frugal back then, so they collected the money from the donation.

After taking office, in order to get back the capital, Wang Xianzhi can be said to do everything, emulating corrupt officials and paying miscellaneous taxes.

On weekdays, he relies on his official body to bully men and women, but now the entire Xichang Mansion seems to have become the world of his royal family.

I thought that the mountain was high and the emperor was far away, as long as he worked for another ten years, he could return to his hometown, and then he would enjoy endless glory and wealth.

This damn natural disaster actually made the imperial court send ministers.

According to the custom, he had prepared a lot of silver, which was 10,000 taels, but he didn't dare to take out this silver easily.

You have to know the character of this Qincha lord first, if he is a corrupt official, how can 10,000 taels be enough to buy his own life.

"Two thousand, donating to a county, it's also a good deal, drink tea."

Lin Hao bowed slightly, and pushed a bowl of tea in front of Wang Xianzhi.

Wang Xianzhi was flattered, and hurriedly picked up the tea bowl and drank it all, the big bowl of tea that the people drank was really not a taste.

To put it bluntly, it's just some tender leaves, plus some ginger and other big ingredients, it's good to quench your thirst, but how can it be wonderful to have the Ming Qian tea in his house.

"Who is this lord?"

Wang Xianzhi rubbed the tea dripping from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, looked at Song Li and asked.

A few days ago, he specially asked the magistrate of Linxian County for advice, and in the 30th year of Hongwu, Liu Guan, the imperial history of Zuo Yandu, that is, the Hubu Shangshu who was later beheaded, went to Linxian County as a minister.

In order to avoid suspicion, the minister was reluctant to have direct contact with the local officials, and the one in Linxian County relied on the adjutant to open up the line of Liu Guan and gave him a silver ticket of 10,000 taels to save his life, which is all experience.

"This is the Ministry of Works, Lord Song Lisong."

Lin Hao knew what kind of medicine was sold in Wang Xianzhi's gourd, and he was not shy about it.

Wang Xianzhi drank it like a stick, the tea cup in his hand clanged, and he fell to the ground, and cold sweat continued on his forehead.

The sound of the clay bowl breaking really frightened the owner of the tea stall, and he knelt directly on the ground and kowtowed.

He didn't know a few nobles, but Wang Xianzhi, the magistrate of Xichang Prefecture, how could he not know that before the winter, he was forcibly robbed of a hundred yuan by the government in the name of winter clothing tax.

The people of the entire Xichang Mansion were eager to pick Wang Xianzhi's skin and drink his blood raw.

Even Wang Xianzhi has to be flattered by the nobles, how can they be offended by ordinary people.

"What does the shopkeeper mean, there should be someone else who should be nervous."

Lin Hao got up and helped the shopkeeper up, and smiled to pat the dust off his shoulder.

Lin Hao's words were punns, Wang Xianzhi only felt that his legs trembled, even the adjutant was a six-department scholar, ranking Jiuqing, so what kind of quality and rank did this Lord Qincha have?

At least he is also a relative of the emperor, he is a small county official, and he has no chance to enter Beijing to face the saint, how can he know such a big person.

It seems that 10,000 taels of silver, I'm afraid I can't take it at all, since this is the case, no matter what, it can't be found flawed, otherwise it will be a disaster!

"What do you call Lord Chincha?"

Looking at Lin Hao's bright red official robe, inlaid with beautiful jade, Wang Xianzhi felt a void in his heart.

"Lin Hao, let's go into the city, don't forget to compensate the store for the broken pottery bowl."

Lin Hao got up.

Wang Xianzhi touched all the pockets of his clothes, took out ten coppers, and lined them up on the table.

This is also prepared in advance, which can highlight his incorruptibility from the other side, which county you have seen, there are ten coppers on his body.

Princess Xianning and her entourage did not enter the city together, but stayed in the barracks, after all, they still couldn't figure out the situation in the Xichang Mansion, and it was appropriate to stay in the barracks.

"Xiaguan has already asked people to send fifty stone of corn, enough for the military camp to eat for a few days, and then find a way to mobilize the rest from Linxian."

Wang Xianzhi rubbed his hands and said with a flattering face.

It was the first time I heard that the minister of the Qin mission came with an army, and according to the spies, everyone in the military camp was dressed in yellow robes and holding Miao knives.

In this kind of attire, only the Imperial Forest Army outside the Imperial City has a huge number of three thousand.

It is impossible for the emperor to mobilize the Imperial Forest Army, which reflects Lin Hao's noble status from the side.

"The huge Xichang Mansion only has fifty stones, and the grain is not enough?"

Lin Hao asked tentatively.

There is also a Shangyi Fang in Xichang Mansion, and according to the inner line of the Shangyi Fang, the three major grain stores in the city have the shadow of Wang Xianzhi behind them.

There are at least 20,000 stone of grain in the granaries of the three grain stores.

But Wang Xianzhi only took out fifty stone of grain, which was really enough to cut the door.

"Lord Lin clearly observed that Jiangnan Mansion had been dry for a long time, and the grain and grass were almost no harvest, and Xichang Mansion had previously taken out 800 stones of corn and sent it to Luling County for disaster relief, but there was really no surplus grain."

Wang Xianzhi's throat swelled, this Lin Hao seemed easy-going, but every sentence contained deep meaning.

"How did you hear that there are only three grain stores in the city, and there are no less than 20,000 stones of grain stored in the granary?"

Song Li couldn't hold back, and when the news came from the inside line of Shangyifang before, he also heard it.

"The grain store is privately owned, and it does not have a shelf with the government, if there is a disaster today, the price of grain is also one price a day, and the government has been in deficit year after year, and it really can't afford to buy corn in the hands of grain merchants."

Wang Xianzhi pretended to be helpless.

Although the three grain stores are all industries under his name, and the price of grain is also controlled by him, he knows that he does everything well, as long as he does not admit it, even if he is a minister, he is helpless.

It's a big deal to seal the granary, these days, some losses, and after the Qin mission leaves, he still makes a lot of money.

"Keep an eye on me, Wang Zhixian doesn't dare to offend, let's come, if there are grain merchants who dare to live with strange goods, and make a fortune in this way, they will all be cut first and then played!"

Song Li instructed the captain of the Imperial Forest Army to the side.

"Yes!"

The captain of the Imperial Forest Army led more than a dozen Royal Forest soldiers and quickly walked into the city.

"Your Excellency has a heart, you have been tired all the way, and you must have not eaten yet, and the lower officials have already prepared a banquet in the city to wash the dust for your lords."

Wang Xianzhi wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, fortunately, he had already ordered it in advance, and several grain stores under his name had closed their doors.