Xiong Wei held his right hand with his left hand and supported his chin with his right hand, looking at the prefect for a while, and then looking at the fake county order.

The emperor asked himself to send food, but he only knew what the total amount was, and he really didn't know how much money and food King Fu was.

The fake county order sent someone to send a list of the grain of each place to him, and he could know how much money and grain King Fu had by subtracting the list of each place from the total number.

The trouble is that this list is not in his hands, and in Xia Yun's place, he has not calculated it. Thinking of this, Xiong Wei couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "Yun'er, where are you now?"

He looked at the fake county order again, gave him a look, and asked him to come over.

The fake county commander hurriedly came over, and Xiong Wei leaned into his ear and said, "Do you know how much money and grain was given to the people this time, and how much money was given to King Fu." I remember the last time, when you gave me a list, you attached a paragraph at the end, saying that the money of the blessed king was also given to the people. ”

"This ......" the fake county order also hesitated.

Xiong Wei looked at him suspiciously: "Didn't you say before that this money was not intended to be given to that guy who likes to dress in cold blood, what happened next?"

The fake county magistrate thought for a while and said, "The money in the back was taken away by your so-called cold-bloodedness, and I now forget how much it was." At that time, some people did not have enough points, so they took out some of the money, and cold-blooded agreed. ”

"Hey, don't worry about it for now. Just tell me how much. As soon as Xiong Wei heard the fake county order, he didn't know how much it was, so he was anxious.

The fake county order fell into deep thought, thinking in his heart how many people there were in Shandong, how many were divided, and what the original total number was, and after thinking for a while, he told Xiong Wei: "It's about 500,000 taels of silver." As for the grain, I thought it was all for the people at that time, and I didn't count it as the king's share. ”

"What? 500,000 taels!" Xiong Wei had a big mouth, and he couldn't close it for a while, thinking: This old man of the emperor really loves this fat pig, give him so much money, and he is not afraid that he will not run out.

Xiong Wei looked at the prefect again, coughed twice, and said, "Titica, Lord Prefect, have you thought about it? Is there anything interesting in your house?"

"Humble and incompetent, I really don't have anything interesting in Jinan Mansion. The prefect didn't know what Xiong Wei meant, and he didn't dare to offend him, so he thought about it and said, "My lord thinks of something funny, even if he tells him, he will definitely do it." ”

The prefect knew that this was a good opportunity, but if he took out the fun things at once, if it didn't satisfy their appetite, things would mess up, and now that Xiong Wei had spoken, it was better to listen to him.

"Huh?" Xiong Wei stared at the prefect and thought: This guy, I don't know what bad attention is being paid again. No, you have to fix him and take this opportunity to knock on it.

"That's it, since there is nothing interesting in the prefect's mansion, there should be silver!" Xiong Wei looked at the fake county order after speaking, "You get a list for the prefect." ”

The fake county commander saw that Xiong Wei was blackmailing the prefect, and just now he asked himself how much money and food King Fu was, and he understood what Xiong Wei wanted to do. He immediately hastily sorted out a bill and handed it to Xiong.

Xiong Wei looked at the above list, how much money and food, and was happy all of a sudden. The amount of silver was doubled, and he took the bill and muttered to himself, "There is so much food that the blessed king will not be able to eat for several lifetimes." ”

When the fake county magistrate heard Xiong Wei say this, he hurriedly knocked and said: "You can't just count the food of King Fu alone, such a big King Fu Mansion, how many mouths to eat." ”

When Xiong Wei heard this, he couldn't help laughing, nodded again and again, and said, "Yes, yes, I didn't think of it for a while." ”

Xiong Wei finished reading the bill, took it in front of the prefect's eyes, looked at the prefect and said, "Lord Prefect, you can see clearly with your big eyes, there are so many things lost in Jinan Mansion!"

The prefect was dumbfounded, and thought: Where are you going to go with such a big sum?

Xiong Wei looked at his silly expression and really wanted to laugh. However, he still didn't laugh out loud, just quietly rejoiced in his heart. His eyes were fixed on the prefect's face, and the prefect's face was constantly changing expressions.

The prefect also knew that these money and food were obviously lost by Xiong Wei, and he didn't say that he wanted to honor King Fu just now, but now he said that he had lost something, and he immediately retorted: "This money and food was obviously lost by you in collusion with bandits, how can it be counted on my head." ”

"Huh!" When Xiong Wei heard that he would refute himself like this, he replied without showing weakness, leaned in the direction of the prefect, and said in a very tough tone: "Lord Prefect, what did you say?

The prefect weakened at once, and said, "I lost it in Jinan." ”

When Xiong Wei heard this, this guy is so cunning, and his brain is spinning so fast. He now neither said that Xiong Wei lost it, nor did he admit that he lost it. It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if you don't admit it. I've got a way to clean you up.

"Lord Prefect, no matter what, King Fu's money and grain were lost in your Shandong, shouldn't you make some efforts? ”

After Xiong Wei finished speaking, he looked at King Fu again and stomped his feet at him.

King Fu didn't know when he began to be afraid of Xiong Wei, and as soon as Xiong Wei stomped his foot, King Fu immediately said: "Yes, even if you lose something on your territory, you will find it back for me!"

When the prefect saw that King Fu was rolling his eyes at him, if he did not please King Fu, this matter would be difficult to handle! Not to mention whether the black gauze hat on his head could be kept, it was difficult to say whether the head on this neck could be saved.

This money and food obviously didn't be lost by himself, and it seems that Xiong Wei now wants to buckle this basin on his head. Xiong Wei is the emperor's celebrity, and he has the support of the blessed king, even if he dies, he may not be able to report it, it is better to plan and use money to buy officials, which kills two birds with one stone.

Xiong Wei didn't know what the prefect was thinking, and he was also thinking in his heart: if the prefect didn't come up with money and food, how would this matter be handled. No, you must let him come up with money and food.

Xiong Wei took the bill to the prefect again, pulled the prefect casually, and said quietly: "Lord Prefect, think about it, if you blatantly use these things to give King Fu, isn't that a bribe?

When the prefect heard this, his heart turned around, it turned out that this kid thought so.

"Then I have to ask Lord Brother Tai to say a few kind words for me in front of King Fu!"

Xiong Wei saw that this trick worked, and hurriedly said: "This is natural, but it also depends on you, the prefect! After you coax King Fu, I will go and talk to His Royal Highness King Fu." ”

Xiong Wei continued to follow this line, slowly letting the prefect take the bait, and said, "If King Fu is happy, maybe you will rise to the top." As long as you are promoted, what else will you not get back? If you don't do it, what will I say? Think about it!"

When the prefect heard Xiong Wei say this, he was distressed to send out such a large amount of money and food just now, and now he thinks that if he can get back a third-grade official, maybe he will coax King Fu to become a second-grade official, which is not a great joy. With such a large sum of money and food, how big an official can be bought?

"I can't bear to let the child trap the wolf, the bigger the official, the better the money. The prefect thought about it and said to Xiong Wei: "Although the humble position is incompetent, I can still give a little heart to His Royal Highness King Fu." ”

Xiong Wei looked at the prefect again, and it seemed that he had agreed.

Xiong Wei had an overall idea in his heart about how to tease the prefect, but he didn't know about some officialdom deals. Before he could figure out how to deal with this corrupt official next, the prefect stretched out his hand and said, "Lord Xiong, the lower official wants to ask you to take a look at the lower official's palmistry, as the saying goes, people with hot hands have official luck, you see if the lower official's hands are hot enough." ”

Xiong Wei looked at his hands covered by his sleeves, frowning, not knowing what kind of routine he was. He looked back at the fake county order, approached the fake county order, and whispered, "What does he mean by this." ”

"He's trying to ask you in his sleeve how big an official he can buy. ”

"Oh, I see. Hmph!" Xiong Wei sneered, thinking to himself: There are so many troublesome things.

Xiong Wei also reached out to hold the prefect's hand. The two "talked" with their hands inside their sleeves.

The prefect made a hook with his index finger, but Xiong Wei didn't know what this meant, so he naturally stretched out two fingers to clamp the prefect's index finger.

"Second product". The prefect is happy in his heart, it is really a natural straight boat to the bridge, and the willows and flowers are bright and another village. So the index finger was taken out of Xiong's middle and index fingers, and the five fingers were changed to hold Xiong's hand.

He shook Xiong Wei's hand up and down, and said, "Lord Xiong, it's not a loss to someone from Jingshi, it's the atmosphere." ”

Xiong Wei smiled inexplicably and let go of his hand. He hurriedly pulled the fake county magistrate aside, told him what had just happened, and asked him what he meant.

The fake county magistrate quietly told him that the finger hook was asking how big an official he could be, and Xiong Wei just stretched out two fingers to clamp him, making the prefect mistake it for a second grade. The final handshake is the deal.

"What! There are so many meanings in these few poses. Xiong Wei was very surprised, and he continued, "I am now the third grade, isn't he taller than me this time?"

Xiong Wei looked back at him again, and thought to himself: This guy must have done a lot of bad things, otherwise, he would not have come up with these shady tricks of buying and selling officials! No, he will continue to deceive him, and maybe there will be other stories.

Xiong Wei walked up to the prefect's ear again and said, "Lord Prefect, are you sure you have such a large sum of silver? ”

The prefect was not ambiguous, and also leaned into Xiong Wei's ear and said: "Lord Xiong, don't worry about whether I have such a sum of money, I am worried about whether you can make me such a big official." ”

Xiong Wei frowned when he heard his words, and was shocked by his words, and sighed: It's really not a fuel-efficient guy, no wonder you can buy an official with silver.

Xiong Wei glanced at King Fu, and then said to the prefect: "You must know that the most favored person of the emperor today is Zheng Guifei, and His Royal Highness King Fu is the only son of Zheng Guifei, what do you say?"

"Okay!" The prefect was originally bent on finding a bigger backer, but this time he finally caught this opportunity, he would rather believe that Xiong Wei was sincere in helping him, at most he wanted some money, and he didn't want to believe that this was a trap.

"Lord Xiong, after the deed is done, we will be grasshoppers on a rope. You can rest assured, the lower officials will never treat you badly. ”

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