The Wen family, the hall originally used to entertain guests.

At this time, Zheng Michang was sitting on the top, sipping tea very leisurely, and in front of him, there were all the people of the Wen family kneeling, and as for those slaves, they were taken away as accomplices.

"Pay more attention to your feet, say you, don't be frizzy when doing things! If there is any damage to the contents of this house, the official will ask you. ”

Seeing the clumsy appearance of his subordinates, Zheng Michang put down the teacup in his hand, frowned, and reprimanded.

"It's the political envoy, your subordinates must pay more attention, you must pay more attention!"

Seeing this, the person who was pointed out by Zheng Michang hurriedly put the things in his hand aside and said respectfully.

"Forget it, you can go and get busy."

Seeing that the man had a good attitude in admitting his mistake, Zheng Michang did not intend to pursue it, but waved his hand and sent him away.

"Zheng Michang, you are so bold, why did you raid my Wen family?"

At this moment, Wen Pingyi's hands and feet were tied with thick ropes, and the whole person couldn't move, and there were still a few bruises on his face, presumably because he was injured by the guards when he struggled before! He also lost the momentum he used to have as the head of the Wen family.

"Hmph, dare to be hard when you die! Your youngest son, Wen Rong, has been fully confessed in prison. ”

After Zheng Michang finished speaking, he took out the piece of paper that recorded the Wen family's crimes from his arms and showed it to Wen Pingyi: "Well, look at it yourself, there is also the handprint pressed by your youngest son." ”

"You...... You, this is clearly a false accusation! You must have used the means! After reading the contents of the paper, Wen Pingyi suddenly became furious and retorted.

"Of course this is a frame-up, let me tell you the truth, your Wen family's backer has fallen! Li Zhiquan, that old thing, went to prison last night. Zheng Michang took the piece of paper back, sneered, and explained for Wen Pingyi.

"What? This...... This is impossible, he is a political envoy, a dignified member of the court, and there is also ......" Wen Pingyi looked completely unbelievable after hearing this.

In fact, since Zheng Michang said that, Wen Pingyi has already believed seven points, because if the Wen family's backers do not fall, then Zheng Michang will never dare to do it now! It is even more impossible to raid one's home rashly in broad daylight.

After thinking about all this, Wen Pingyi's face showed a decadent look, and then asked, "What do you want?" ”

"This official wants you to hand over all those account books over the years!" Zheng Yuchang sat back in his chair, stared at Wen Pingyi's eyes, and spoke.

Of course, Wen Pingyi knew what Zheng Bichang wanted, what he wanted was the record of the Wen family bribing those officials in recent years! And among them, of course, also includes his share.

Wen Pingyi thought for a long time, then gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "I can promise you, but you have to let go of my wife!" She didn't know anything. ”

"No, whether she knows or not is not judged by the official, and after the investigation is over, if she really doesn't know, the government will naturally not embarrass her!" After listening to Wen Pingyi's conditions, Zheng Michang didn't think about it and refused directly.

"Hmph, do you believe what you said? If you don't agree to Wen's condition, you don't want those account books! After Wen Pingyi finished speaking, he tilted his head to the side and stopped talking.

"Hmph, do you think this official has no way to cure you? Come on, drag him out to the official! ”

After Zheng Michang finished speaking, a guard stepped forward and dragged Wen Pingyi's eldest son Wen Tao out alone.

"What do you want to do?"

Seeing Zheng Michang's behavior, Wen Pingyi's tone couldn't help but be mixed with a trace of panic.

"I'll do dozens of strokes, if you don't open your mouth, I'll have people chop off his fingers one by one!"

Zheng Michang's face was gloomy, and he said word by word.

"Father, save me, save me!" Wen Tao looked at his father, his face full of panic, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably because he was so scared.

Soon, Wen Tao was forcibly controlled by the guards, and his right index finger was also forcibly pressed to the edge of the table.

"Ten, Nine, Eight, Seven, Six......"

Zheng Michang immediately began to count down, while Wen Pingyi closed his eyes tightly, couldn't bear to look at it anymore, and tilted his head to the side.

However, the guards on the sidelines sensed his intentions and forcibly deflected his head, then spread his eyelids open, allowing him to witness his son's fingers being cut off.

"Five, four, three, two, one, cut!" As soon as Zheng Michang's words fell, the guards on the side raised their knives and cut off their fingers.

"Ahhh My fingers! ”

Soon, blood splattered, and a painful wail came, Wen Tao almost fainted in pain, the intense pain made his whole body cry, and he wanted to pick up that finger with another intact hand.

"Ahhh Zheng Michang, you brute! I'm Wen Pingyi, even if I'm a ghost, I won't let you go! ”

After witnessing the tragic situation of his own son, Wen Pingyi no longer regained his previous calmness, and the whole person became hysterical.

"It's not the official's fault, it's something you don't want to explain." After Zheng Michang finished speaking, he took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood splashed on his body.

"You also saw it, your father is unwilling to explain, so if you want to hate, hate your father." After wiping the blood stains on the official uniform, Zheng Michang turned his gaze to Wen Tao and said softly.

"Dad, save me!"

At this time, Wen Tao's eyes were full of pleading when he looked at Wen Pingyi.

"Okay, don't say it, then the official will continue!" Seeing that Wen Pingyi was still unmoved, Zheng Michang gave an order to his subordinates on the side viciously.

Soon, as before, Wen Tao continued to be controlled by the guards on the side, but this time he changed his hand and changed to his left index finger.

"Ten, Nine, Eight, Seven, Six......"

With Zheng Michang's countdown, Wen Pingyi looked at his wailing son not far away, his heart was full of unbearable, and his inner reason told him that if he handed over the account books like this today, his Wen family would have no chance to turn the tables at all, and could only be slaughtered!

"Five, four, three, two......" Zheng Michang counted, and couldn't help but lengthen his tone.

At this moment, Wen Pingyi spoke: "Stop, I say, I say!" ”

Seeing that his goal was achieved, Zheng Michang asked the guards on the side to stop their movements. And Wen Tao was also pardoned, and the whole person breathed a sigh of relief, revealing an expression of the rest of his life after the catastrophe.

"Where's the book?" Zheng Michang stared at Wen Pingyi's eyes and asked.

"The account book is hidden under the third floor tile at the entrance of the Wen family ancestral hall."

After Wen Pingyi finished speaking, the whole person seemed to be much older again.

"You two, go over there and have a look."

After Zheng Michang got the location of the account books, he immediately sent his cronies to the Wen family ancestral hall to check.

"Report to your lord, we found this under the floor tiles!"

A moment later, two cronies rushed back from the ancestral hall, still holding a thick account book in their hands.

"Well, you're doing a good job."

Zheng Michang's eyes lit up after seeing the account book in the hands of his cronies, and then he took the account book from them and looked through it.

"On the third day of the first lunar month last year, the political envoy Zheng Michang, three thousand taels of silver! On the third day of the first lunar month last year, Li Zhiquan, the general political envoy, 6,000 taels of silver! On the fifth day of the first month of last year, Guo Bin, the Qing official, was six hundred taels of silver......"

"Okay, Li Zhiquan, this old thing, actually took twice as much silver as his own official!" After Zheng Michang saw the specific amount on the account book, he couldn't help but curse.

Zheng Michang gave up after casually flipping through a few pages, without him, there are too many people involved! Every sum of money sent by the Wen family can be backed up on it.

At this moment, a guard outside came to report: "Report to the political envoy, the specific property of the Wen family has been counted, a total of 28.59 million taels!" A total of 85,000 acres of land under his name are occupied, in addition to a number of house deeds, mansions, and antiques. ”

"What! There are so many! ”

After listening to his subordinates' reports, Zheng Michang's eyes were full of horror, and his breathing began to become short.

Just when he was about to be unable to suppress his greed, he slapped himself violently and scolded secretly: "Zheng Michang, don't you want to die?" This is His Majesty's personal follow-up! ”

(End of chapter)