Yang Mo hurriedly rushed back to the mansion. Mother Yang was lying on the couch, already breathless.

Yang Mo took his mother's hand: "I'll drop a mother!"

Suddenly, he noticed that his mother's hand was still warm, and he asked Lang Zhong next to him, "Why is my mother's hand still hot?"

Lang Zhong said: "The old lady of your mansion has just gone to the immortal, and the residual warmth has not dissipated."

Yang Mo questioned Yang's mother's personal maid again: "What's the matter? How can a good person say that if he doesn't, it's gone?"

The little maid actually knew in her heart that the old lady's death was related to the pill given by the unscrupulous Taoist priest.

However, the little maid was afraid that she would be implicated if she told the truth, and was punished by Yang Mo.

She simply said, "Master, the slave doesn't know either. The old lady was fine after eating at noon, and went out for a walk as usual. I'll be out of gas when I come back."

At this moment, Daoist Zhang led several Taoist priests and monks into the Yang Mansion.

The housekeeper of the Yang family asked, "What do you do?"

Daoist Zhang said, "Shou Ningbo heard that the old lady of your mansion passed away, let us do Taoist rituals and water and land dojos."

Yang's mother just died, and the Yang family became a pot of porridge. No one doubted the monks and Taoists who came to the door.

Yang Mo cried a lot as he guarded his mother. Then he instructed people to buy shrouds, coffins, paper people, paper horses, paper cranes, and a full set of funeral utensils.

Tossed until the evening, the mourning hall was arranged.

Yang Mo was busy ordering people to send funeral posts. If your mother dies, she can't die in vain, so she has to take this opportunity to make a funeral money.

By the time it comes early tomorrow morning, there should be countless magistrates in Beijing who are doing business to deliver the funeral money.

Daoist Zhang led the group of monks and Taoists to start a dojo and sing funeral songs.

"The first day I came to the ghost gate. The soul of the dead soul did not dry up with tears in his eyes. I'm a Buddha, I'm a Buddha."

"The next day, I came to Wangyamo Wangxiangtai. The dead soul, you can't come back. I'm a Buddha, I'm a Buddha."

It's time to hold the lights.

Daoist Zhang counted the hour. The effect of the Breath-Holding Pill is about to end, and Mother Yang should almost come back to life.

The servants and maids of the Yang Mansion all went to dinner. Yang Mo had no appetite and guarded his mother's coffin in the mourning hall.

There are still more than a dozen monks and Taoists brought by Daoist Zhang in the mourning hall. Shake the three clear bells, knock the wooden fish, knock the wooden fish.

Daoist Zhang still recited the words in his mouth: "Ding Dong, Taoist Law, Ding Dong, Great Ability."

Mother Yang believed everything. It's a pity that the Ming Dynasty strictly forbids Nestorianism. Otherwise, you have to find a Nestorian god father, cross and shout: "Gade does not oil".

Suddenly, there was a noise in the coffin.

Yang Mo was stunned.

After a while, Mother Yang sat up in the coffin: "Oops, I have a headache!"

Yang Mo was dumbfounded: "Fraud, cheating?"

Mother Yang asked rhetorically, "What kind of corpse? What's going on? Son, how did I sleep in a coffin?"

Yang Mo was shocked: "Mother, aren't you dead?"

At this moment, a monk took out a solid wooden stick from the Baibao Qiankun bag he carried, walked behind Yang Mo, and gave him a stick.

Playing a sticky is a technical job. If the strength is small, people can't faint. If you have too much force, you will kill someone.

Jinyi Wei has always been a specialist in the art industry. That monk is the general flag of Wei Li who is responsible for beating stuffy sticks and tying tickets.

Yang Mo only felt that it was dark in front of him, and he fainted.

The Taoist priests and monks rushed up and put Yang Mo into a sack.

Mother Yang was dumbfounded: "This, what's going on?"

Daoist Zhang smiled, "Old lady, do you still know me? The imp in you ran away and ran to your son."

"Let's take your son away and give him a life."

Mother Yang is old and confused. She said, "Do you still ask the immortal disciple Ji Bo under the Sanqing Throne to save my son?"

Daoist Zhang nodded hurriedly: "Yes, yes, yes." Please, Ji Bochang."

A group of monks and Taoist priests walked directly to the outside of the mourning hall with sacks. I happened to meet the servants and maids of the Yang Mansion returning from dinner.

The butler pointed to the sack and asked, "What is this?" You stole something from the mourning hall?"

Daoist Zhang shouted, "It's a dead life! Your old lady is cheating on the corpse!"

The housekeeper looked into the mourning hall.

Yang's mother passed out for three hours, hungry and thirsty. I'm eating the sacrificial cake with the sacrificial peach!

The butler was shocked: "It's bad! The old lady is really a deceitful corpse!"

There was a sudden chaos in Yang's mansion.

Daoist Zhang and others took advantage of the chaos to carry the sack containing Yang Mo out of the Yang Mansion.

An hour later, in front of the gate of the Beizhen Fusi Prison.

Chang Feng said to Daoist Zhang, "Immortal Zhang, I'm tired of you today."

Daoist Zhang said, "It's okay. According to my official position, I am your subordinate. It's only right to help you on an errand."

"Yes, it's done. I'll go home and get sleepy!"

After speaking, Daoist Zhang drifted away.

Chang Feng followed Xu Fatzi into the prison interrogation room.

Yang Mo has been woken up.

Yang Mo was furious: "Chang Feng, why did you arrest me again? Don't you even give the old man face?"

"Let the old man know, carefully peel your skin!"

Chang Feng smiled slightly: "How could the old Guozhang know? We're tying you up with a stick. If you die in prison, no one will know."

"At most, there is an unknown corpse with a scratched face in the mass grave in the west of the city!"

Yang Mo was stunned: "You Jinyi guards actually use the methods of bandits and ruffians?"

Chang Feng said, "You're right. The most inferior and shameless yamen in the entire Ming Dynasty is our Jinyi Guard."

"Come, go to the great punishment!"

Originally, Yang Mo calculated: I have to grit my teeth. The old shopkeeper must not be confessed. As long as his old man is safe, he can save me.

If I confess to the old treasurer, I will surely die.

Most of the officials and criminals who were arrested and imprisoned thought the same way.

However, how is Jin Yiwei's great memory recovery technique a wasted name?

When you go to prison, it's not like you can grit your teeth.

Qi Zongqi's punishment for Yang Mo was "playing the pipa".

The four wrestlers pressed Yang Mo to the ground, grabbed his hands and feet, and lifted his robe, revealing his ribs.

Qi Zongqi used a sharp knife to "pluck" Yang Mo's ribs back and forth.

Playing the pipa is one of the dishes in the Imperial Prison.

Yang Mo felt that his ribs were both painful and itchy, and he was in great pain, and he couldn't die, he couldn't survive.

After a moment's time, he began to shout hysterically, "I move, I move! You're judging me!"

Chang Feng gripped his fingernails: "Don't worry. Play the lute for a while!"

After another moment, Yang Mo's ribs on both sides were already blurred with flesh and blood.

Qi Zongqi has actually been retracting his strength. Chang Ye still had to ask, he didn't dare to kill Yang Mo.

Chang Feng waved his hand: "Stop!"

Qi Zongqi closed his hand.

Chang Feng said: "Yang Mo, you are a toast and don't eat and drink. Okay, I'm going to ask you a question now. You have to answer truthfully."

Yang Mo nodded his head vigorously.

Chang Feng asked, "Who is the real boss of Runde Grain Store?" In addition to Shou Ningbo, who are the other shareholders?"

Yang Mo avoided the important and trivialized: "The shareholders also have Zhu Juncan, the acting king, Zhu Yi, the Duke of Chengguo, Xu Tingji, the commander of the horses, and Xu Yongning, the Duke of Dingguo.......

Yang Mo did not confess the identity of the "old shopkeeper", but he confessed more than a dozen royal relatives, hereditary princes, and relatives.

Among them, there is even Zhu Juncane, who has just attacked the prince!

When Fat Xu heard this, he jumped up from the chair like a fat toad.

Xu Fatzi said angrily, "Yang Mo, you are spewing blood. My father is also a shareholder of Runde Grain

？ How did I not know?"

Yang Mo said with a dying breath: "It's all at this point, how dare I lie? Ling Zun bought a stake of 1,000 taels of silver in September last year."

"1,300 taels in October, 1,500 taels in November, and 1,200 taels in the month......

"As of May this year, Ling Zun has scored a total of 9,100 taels."

Yang Mo eats abacus rice, and he remembers the numbers very clearly.

Fat Xu sat down in a chair.

Chang Feng said, "Fatty, since it involves Ling Zun, you can avoid it. Otherwise, if you participate in the questioning, the confession will not be counted."

Xu Fatzi got up: "I'll go home and ask my father."

Chang Feng said, "You stay in the guard honestly. Don't go to your father, you don't have to startle the snake."

After Fat Xu left, Chang Feng sneered: "Yang Mo. You still haven't said who the boss of the grain store is."

"Don't tell me it's you! I don't believe it!"

After speaking, Chang Feng gave Qi Zongqi a look.

Qi Zongqi picked up the sharp knife again and made a gesture on Yang Mo's ribs.

Yang Mo closed his eyes: "The real controller of the grain store is our old shopkeeper. The old shopkeeper is ...... The right waiter of the household, Zhang Wei!"

Chang Feng's face changed: "Zhang Wei? Zhang Wei, who is in charge of the warehouse?"

Yang Mo poured beans into a bamboo tube and confessed one by one.

Zhang Wei is a very business-minded ***.

In August last year, Emperor Hongzhi ordered the prefectures and counties of the world to stock up on grain. Zhang Wei immediately sensed the business opportunity.

He knew that with the urine of the magistrates, they would definitely use this excuse to exploit the people's grain and rice.

and when the grain and rice have been stripped, they must be exchanged for silver. At that time, there will be a huge amount of dirty food on the market.

Officials are in a hurry to liquidate, and the price will naturally be low.

This is an opportunity to buy low and sell high to make a fortune.

So Zhang Wei asked Yang Mo to be a stand-in and opened a Runde grain store in Tongzhou.

Zhang Wei is well aware of the truth that when there is money to earn together, everyone can carry it together when something happens.

He took the initiative to contact a bunch of clansmen, nobles, and relatives. Encourage them to take a stake. The share capital is very low, but it is only a thousand taels per family.

More than a dozen shareholders made up more than 10,000 taels. It is far from enough to eat the dirty food of more than a thousand counties.

That's easy. Zhang Wei is in charge of the Baoquan Bureau.

The commercial tax silver in various places is collected in the style of city silver. It needs to be handed over to the Baoquan Bureau to be cast into official ingots.

Zhang Wei decisively embezzled the city silver that had not yet been cast by the Baoquan Bureau as a capital.

This business will definitely make a lot of money, and you don't have to worry about plugging the holes.

And the granaries for stockpiling grain are even more ready-made. Zhang Wei is originally a "cangba waiter", and Tongzhou cangba is like his own vegetable garden.

In this business, Zhang Wei is tantamount to using the silver of the imperial court to collect dirt and use the warehouse of the imperial court to hoard dirt.

There is a huge amount of grain, and only Runde Grain can eat it. As soon as it was passed on, the magistrates came to Runde Grain to sell the stolen goods.

The grain that should be eaten in the mouths of the people, after the transaction of the magistrate and the Runde Grain Bank, has become the silver in the purses of corrupt officials and corrupt officials.

From August last year to May this year, in just nine months, Runde Grain Bank made a net profit of 380,000 taels.

Of these, 50,000 taels were given to the gentlemen of the station.

10,000 taels to the officials and treasury soldiers of the Baoquan Bureau; A group of officials and grain in Tongzhou Cangchang.

One hundred and fifty thousand taels were given to a dozen shareholders.

Zhang Wei made a profit of 170,000 taels!

Today, Tongzhou Cang still hoards 450,000 stone of dirty grain.

Chang Feng got Yang Mo's confession and went directly to the palace.

Emperor Hongzhi read the case file and said three words: "Good means!"

Chang Feng echoed: "Yes, Your Majesty. In a folk saying, Zhang Wei's method of selling stolen goods is called 'making money out of white water.'"

Emperor Hongzhi said angrily, "The Ming Dynasty has a strict ban on mining. You can go from the squire in the capital to the local county order and county

Cheng, all of them regard the common people as an inexhaustible silver mine!"

"I have, too. If it weren't for the fact that my mind was hot, I made a holy decree to hoard grain. How can corrupt officials and officials be given the opportunity to exploit the people?"

"What Huang Boren said - an emperor who doesn't toss is a good emperor. I think so."

Chang Feng asked, "Dare to ask the emperor, how should the people involved in the case be dealt with?"

Emperor Hongzhi threw the question back to Chang Feng and asked, "What do you say?"

Chang Feng secretly said in his heart: If the person involved in the case is punished with great fanfare. The right hall of the household department, the clan, the nobles, and the relatives were involved in the case. Passed it out?

This group of people standing at the highest place in the court was scrambling to dig the corners of the Ming Dynasty. If you go out, how can the face of the court remain?

Therefore, there can be no overt punishment, only hidden punishment!

Chang Feng arched his hand: "Your Majesty." Recently, a gang of bandits has been mixed up in the capital. This gang of bandits had the audacity to rush into the mansion of Zhang Wei, the head of the household, killed Zhang Wei, and looted the Zhang family's wealth."

"On the side of the Tongzhou warehouse, because of the good way to prevent rats and insects, an extra 450,000 stone grains have been accumulated. This grain should be put into the household food book."

"In addition, there is a grain store in Tongzhou, called Runde Grain Store. Due to poor management, he owes a lot of debts. The boss also ran away. The household department should be allowed to take over the grain business."

Chang Feng put forward three suggestions euphemistically. The first suggestion was to conspire against Zhang Wei, the culprit of evil, and confiscate his family wealth.

The second suggestion is to confiscate the stolen grain that Runde Grain Store has hoarded in Tongzhou Warehouse.

The third suggestion is to confiscate all the living mercury in Runde Grain Bank.

As for those shareholders...... All of them are royal relatives and princes. There will be no punishment.

Sometimes, it is not enough to eliminate evil. Otherwise, it will evolve into a law that does not hold the public accountable.

Emperor Hongzhi stared at Chang Feng and said in his heart: Chang Feng is a great person. Be able to do things from the big picture! It's time for me to officially hand over the Hokujin Fuji to him.

Emperor Hongzhi did not speak. Sometimes, silence equates to acquiescence. He acquiesced to Chang Feng's suggestion.

After the tea, Emperor Hongzhi spoke: "Just do what you say, go and do it."

Chang Feng arched his hand: "Yes, the minister resigns."

Chang Feng left the palace and immediately summoned 300 good men who specialize in secret errands in the Jinyi Guard, and 100 robes who inspected the robes of thousands of households who were in charge of copying household affairs.

Everyone changed into night clothes, and took advantage of the cover of midnight to rush into Zhang Wei's squire mansion!

Zhang Wei is a civil official. Unless there is a special purpose, the civil residence is not protected by soldiers.

Everyone arrested all the more than 120 members of the Zhang family.

Chang Feng entered the Zhang family's study. In the study, Zhang Wei has been tied up with five flowers.

Chang Feng was wearing a face towel to cover his face, but Zhang Wei did not recognize him.

Zhang Wei thought that Chang Feng was a villain who came to seek wealth, so he said, "Hero, so many of you have entered my mansion to seek wealth, right?"

"Well, I can still get 120,000."

Chang Feng sneered, "I want all your property. 120,000? Leave the begging for food, right?"

After speaking, Chang Feng took off the face towel.

Zhang Wei was dumbfounded: "Jinyi Wei Changfeng? What are you going to do?"

Chang Feng said: "Zhang Butang, oh no, I should call you 'old shopkeeper.'" The matter of Runde Grain has been revealed."

Zhang Wei didn't have the panicked look just now: "You are here for this. Then you should know that Runde Grain is not my own!"

"If you arrest me, will you arrest those shareholders?"

"Do you catch the state and county officials in the world?"

Chang Feng said: "Hold everyone to protect themselves? You're not new. I've seen this in Hangzhou."

"I tell you, today I will not arrest anyone else, nor will I arrest you!"

Zhang Wei said, "Don't arrest me? Why don't you untie me quickly?"

Chang Feng laughed and said, "I said I wouldn't arrest you, but I didn't say I wouldn't kill you! Do you know what a secret tailor is?"

Zhang Wei was dumbfounded

"Do you dare to assassinate the right hall of the current dynasty? You're not afraid of those behind me.......

"Smack!" Chang Fan Zhang Wei slapped his mouth: "I will kill you like a dog." If it's a secret judge, how can you let those behind you know about it?"

"But before I kill you, I want to ask where your wealth is hidden. It's easier to raid your house that way."

Zhang Wei stiffened his head: "If you want to kill, you will kill, why do you need to say more?"

Chang Feng walked to the window and looked up at the bright moon: "It's three quarters of the hour. I've got to finish this by dawn. I don't have time to punish you."

After speaking, Chang Feng clapped his hands.

Qian Ning strode into the study. He was holding a rag in his hand, and the rag was stained with blood, and it was bulging inside, as if it was wrapped in something.

Channing opened the rag—it was a woman's hand, and it was still hot! The tender hand has a jade ring on its fingers.

Zhang Wei recognized that it was the hand of his sixth concubine. A few days ago, the concubine spoke to him, which made him very useful. As soon as he was happy, he rewarded her with the jade ring.

Chang Feng said: "It doesn't matter if you don't say where your family wealth is hidden. We've just had to work hard to find out! It is my business to inspect thousands of households."

"However, if you don't say it, all one hundred and twenty-three members of the family will be buried with you!"

Zhang Wei gritted his teeth and said, "Chang Feng, what the people in the capital said is really right, you are a butcher!"

Chang Feng smiled indifferently, "You're right. I enjoyed the process of slaughtering the whole family of corrupt officials."

What Chang Feng said was actually from his heart.

There is an evil spirit living in everyone's heart. Since the fall of four years ago, he killed the first person on the school grounds. Since then, he has experienced the thrill of killing.

Zhang Wei closed his eyes: "If I tell you where the family wealth is hidden, can you spare my family?"

Chang Feng replied, "Of course. Tonight it is the bandits who have come into your house, killed you, and robbed you of your possessions." ap.

"On the surface, you have not sinned, and your family is not a criminal family. Men will not be exiled. Women will not be punished in the Church Division."

"Maybe the emperor will issue an order to sympathize with your family."

Zhang Weiyi gritted his teeth: "Okay! I said!"

May 18 of the third year of Hongzhi. Bandits in the capital. The gangsters broke into the mansion of Zhang Wei, the right attendant of the household department, at night. Zhang Wei was killed, and his family property was looted.

What is strange is that no one in the Shuntian Mansion and the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division, who are responsible for the security of the capital, has been punished for this.