"Check it out!"

"Investigate Lonely!"

The anger on Zhu Yunxi's face could not be concealed.

As the rich second generation who is about to take over the company, he wanted to give benefits to the employees of the whole factory and brush up on a wave of favorability, but suddenly suffered a change.

Welfare inventory is low! Money is not enough!

This feeling is as uncomfortable as if it was finally my turn to pretend to be forced and interrupted by someone who interjected fiercely.

The accounts are all calculated, and Zhu Yunxi asked the household department to calculate before he came.

In order to alleviate the pressure on the local yamen, he also specially obtained half of the supplies from Jiangnan.

The imperial grandson was furious, and a major earthquake occurred in the entire Shaanxi officialdom.

Liu Shiyuan was the first to collapse to the ground.

In the days when there were no governors and governors, the envoy was the supreme administrator of a province.

As soon as the incident came out, the emperor's grandson's face was damaged, and Liu Shiyuan could not escape the involvement regardless of whether he had an interest or not.

On the day of the incident, Shaanxi Cheng announced that the political envoy Si Yamen was brightly lit.

All officials worked overtime to settle accounts.

The Sentencing Inspector was not idle, and began to clean the cell.

Eight Shaanxi Provincial Inspectors went to the warehouses where the incident occurred overnight to personally inspect them.

Some even wrote a suicide note.

The Metropolitan Procuratorate was stationed in 13 provinces across the country to supervise the imperial history in order to inspect the prefectures and counties, supervise officials, and correct criminal and prison affairs.

The thirteen provinces supervise the imperial history, supervising different areas in different places, and each province has about ten imperial histories.

The supervision of the imperial history of the salt patrol is called the imperial history of the salt patrol;

The supervision of the imperial history of the patrol is called the patrol of the imperial history;

The supervision of agricultural affairs is called the imperial history of agricultural patrols;

There are also patrol royal history, patrol tea imperial history, patrol river imperial history, patrol field imperial history, patrol city imperial history.

The most unlucky this time was the Shaanxi Provincial Patrol Warehouse Yushi, who was responsible for patrolling the warehouses in various places.

If something happens, even if you don't get killed, you will lose your official body.

Qin Wangfu.

The candle on the long desk burned less than an inch.

Fang Chang took the other candlestick he had just lit to the long case, and replaced the candlestick that was about to burn.

Zhu Yunxi pondered for a while, and suddenly said: "Xie Jin, you said that if this matter is a big trouble, will it be unfavorable to the East Palace?" ”

He was considering how to deal with the matter.

Is it quiet, or to start a battle.

Before leaving Beijing, Lao Zhu specially explained that he should not easily ask the local officials to offend, in case someone jumped over the wall in a hurry.

Xie Jin replied: "The eight superintendents all set off quietly at night, and they didn't dare to make a big show. ”

"Oh, they understand people." Zhu Yunxi nodded.

are worried about losing the face of the emperor's grandson.

Xie Jin hesitated: "I'm afraid that they will collude and deceive the court." ”

The warehouses of several state capitals don't have accidents in the morning or at night, and they have accidents as soon as they are used, and they usually don't check the imperial history?

Zhu Yunxi's eyes flashed with a faint light: "If this is the case, Lone will never be spared!" ”

Xie Jin said: "This matter has been investigated, and the minister thinks that the top priority is to get things done, whether the warehouses in several states are really on fire or fake fires, and whether the grain in the warehouses is normal and stale, or has it been resold." ”

Zhu Yunxi nodded slowly, and he had to send himself to find out again.

Although Jinyiwei is the pro-army of the Son of Heaven, he is a pro-guard after all, and it is obviously inappropriate to send them to investigate on the surface.

Looking at Xie Jin, Zhu Yunxi said, "Tomorrow, you will take a few officials from the Zhan Mansion to check it out in person." ”

Zhan Shifu is a small court in the East Palace.

"Don't wait for tomorrow, the minister will leave tonight!" As he spoke, Xie Jin got up.

"Good!" Zhu Yunxi nodded.

In fact, the old-fashioned routine of warehouse fire has existed in all dynasties.

The things in the warehouse were greedy, and someone from above came to check, and a fire burned it down and said it was a loss.

I can't check it anyway.

Xie Jin walked out quickly.

Around the corner, I met Yao Guangxiao.

The old monk came out in the middle of the night and changed into a wide white monk's robe, like a ghost.

Xie Jin was taken aback.

"Master, is there something wrong?"

Yao Guangxiao smiled and folded his hands: "Dare to ask Xie Zhan Shi to investigate the warehousing matter?" ”

"Yes, I'm going to leave tonight."

Xie Jin didn't hide it, and he didn't have anything to hide, he went to represent the East Palace with great fanfare.

Yao Guangxiao's face became serious, and he said solemnly: "The burden of solving the Zhan matter is not light, the emperor's grandson's Shengming, the face of the court is all on you!" ”

The monks were shocked when they spoke...... Xie Jin asked, "What does the master mean?" ”

Yao Guangxiao paced slowly, and said: "The imperial grandson went out to patrol the world to gather prestige, if you make a joke, I really don't know how to end it!" ”

"Therefore, the poor monk reminded Xie Zhan to take care of the holy name of the emperor's grandson and the face of the imperial court."

As he spoke, he secretly squinted at Xie Jin, observing his reaction.

Xie Jin remained silent: "Thank you for the reminder." ”

The heart said that the old monk is very fine!

His reminder has some truth.

Yaozhou warehouse, Xi'an Prefecture.

Boom, a rush of running.

Groups of officers and men, armed with knives and guns, quickly ran to the door of the warehouse and stood in line by the courtyard of the wall.

Xie Jin, surrounded by a group of officials such as Yaozhou Zhizhou and Xuncang Yushi, came to the gate of the warehouse.

"Open the door!" Xie Jin ordered.

He has his hands behind his back, and he looks like a big factory.

Xie Jin, as the third grade of Zhan Shifu Zhan Shi, has the same level as a high-ranking official and political envoy, but his status is much higher than that of a political envoy.

The prince's cronies will be at least six books in the future, and they will be the head of the civil ministers.

Where do you dare to offend Xie Jin.

"Yes."

Yaozhou Zhizhou bowed down and answered, and ordered the warehouse official who managed the warehouse to open the warehouse immediately.

The treasurer replied and took a step forward and bowed deeply to the door.

Then he suddenly shouted loudly: "The gods of heaven and earth, the laws of the court and the state are all there, and those who dare to take a penny from the treasury will be destroyed by heaven and earth, and the law of the country will not be tolerated!" Open the door! ”

After speaking, the treasurer did not move.

The garage door also did not open automatically.

Xie Jin was stunned.

What about playing?

Just as he was about to scold, a group of shirtless and bare-legged men walked out of the duty rooms on both sides of the warehouse door.

Several of the big men wore only one large trouser slat.

Not even big pants, to be exact.

Because there are only two fig leafs on the front and back that are not sewn.

When the wind blows, the birds will be revealed.

Walking in front were three fat men, who were the key keepers of the warehouse, each holding a long bronze key in their hands.

The big man in the back is the real security personnel of the warehouse, all of them are strong and strong, with bulging tendons.

There are three locks on the warehouse door.

The three keykeepers took turns to pick the lock.

All three locks were opened, and four of the eight treasury soldiers pushed at the same time.

Two large heavy iron doors slowly opened.

Xie Jin raised his feet and was about to go in.

The three keykeepers reached out in unison to block him.

"What do you mean?" Xie Jin was stunned.

Three nine-grade officials dare to stand in the way of the three-grade masters?

Yaozhou Zhizhou smiled and said to Xie Jin: "The imperial court has a system, and those who enter the warehouse will change their clothes. ”

As he spoke, he pointed to a stack of library clothes held by a scrivener.

It's said to be a library suit, but it's actually a big pants with only two pieces of front and back.

Let the three-product master wear this thing?

Xie Jin looked at Zhizhou, then at the Imperial History of the Patrol Warehouse, and sneered: "It seems that some people don't want this official to go in!" ”

With that, he stepped into the warehouse.

The three key officers still wanted to stop them, but the two brocade guards who accompanied them violently pushed them aside: "Get out!" ”

"By the order of the emperor's grandson, inspect the Yaozhou warehouse, and those who block it will be killed!"

A row of brocade guard knives are unsheathed.