Qian Mansion, this is a very ordinary mansion with a very ordinary appearance.

It's just that when you enter the house, you will find that there are actually caves and mountains here, with pavilions and buildings, elegant courtyards, luxurious furniture, and four-room beautiful concubines.

Qian Wenliang is the owner of this mansion, and his identity is not a businessman and an official eunuch, but a scholar of the Leizhou Mansion, in charge of the money and food of the Leizhou Mansion.

Regardless of the era, power often leads to wealth. He is in charge of the household of the Leizhou Mansion, and he is simply the accountant of the Leizhou Mansion, and he has handled countless amounts of money, so it is inevitable that he will make some oil and water.

That's it, he has been in the position of a scholar for so many years, and with his shrewd money-making methods, he has also saved this lot of family business.

But he has a very bad premonition recently, and he always feels that this young prefect is not simple, and has even set his sights on him. However, this bad feeling has disappeared in this gentle country.

He is drinking with his favorite concubine Chunmei at the moment, Chunmei has a pink face with spring, a pair of seductive eyes, wearing a well-cut purple skirt, plain white embroidered jacket, showing a delicate and good figure, a lively goblin.

Qian Wenliang hugged the beauty's slender waist, followed her ears and temples, drank the wine brought to his lips and sighed: "Chunmei! I've been tired of you for more than half a month, why aren't you tired of it? ”

This is the fourth concubine he newly married, for the sake of this little goblin, he even threw aside his official business, and in the past few days, he has taken a leave of absence due to illness.

Chunmei stopped feeding the wine, and said angrily to him: "Okay! It's only been half a month, and you're going to get bored, are you already disgusted with the slave family now? ”

"Nope! Not! Qian Wenliang denied it again and again, stretched out his dishonest palm and said with a smile: "I'm not tired!" You see, your skin is so tender that you can squeeze out water, how can I get tired of it! ”

Chunmei was touched by him and was about to let go, but she held down his hand and said with a sexy little mouth towards the door: "Master, the door hasn't closed yet!"

"It's fun to open the door!" Qian Wenliang didn't care, and as he spoke, he had already reached out to pull her pink belt.

Chunmei cooperated with him, slowly unbuttoned her clothes, revealing her charming figure and said, "You're not afraid of other men rushing in...... Take a look at the slave's body? ”

"Every time you shout so loudly, how dare anyone run in and ruin our good deeds!" Qian Wenliang looked at her white and tender body greedily, and hugged her on the table, intending to carry a gun for three hundred rounds.

Yes......

Chunmei bit her lower lip and was about to cater to Qian Wenliang, but her confused eyes looked out of the door, but she pushed Qian Wenliang, turned over and got off the table, picked up the clothes on the ground and ran back to the inner room.

"Judge Qian, so elegant!"

The Iron Catcher Leader led people in, and he also saw the scene in his eyes, which made him and his subordinates' hearts also feel hot, and their eyes looked at the inner room regretfully.

"Iron Catcher, what are you doing!" Qian Wenliang watched the iron catcher lead people to break in directly, and suddenly said in a deep voice with an unfriendly face. Not only is it a good thing to ruin him, but this kind of behavior is disrespectful to him as a minister, how can he not feel angry?

"What to do? Come with us! The iron catcher snorted coldly and took out a ticket.

Qian Wenliang looked at the arrest ticket, pointed to the tip of his nose and said in surprise: "You want to arrest me, how is this possible!" ”

"Take it away!" The Iron Catcher put the warrant away, then waved at his men.

The two arresters immediately stepped forward and wanted to arrest him, but Qian Wenliang said sharply: "Iron catcher, you are making a big joke, do you know who I am!" ”

"If you have anything to say, let's talk to Lord Fuzun face to face!" The iron catcher didn't intend to talk nonsense with him, so he turned around and left.

Probably because there was too much movement here, the woman who was hiding inside poked her head out again and saw the sexy collarbone of the little goblin. Perhaps out of jealousy, the catcher who detained Latte Wenliang pushed him hard, almost causing him to fall to the ground.

When Tie Wenliang heard that it was Lord Fuzun who wanted to arrest him, the whole person was also stunned, and a feeling of extreme uneasiness swelled in his heart. Although this mansion is young, he is extremely old and spicy, and his background is even more terrifying.

It's good that what he did wasn't exposed, but once it's really exposed, I'm afraid no one will be able to protect him.

Leizhou Mansion, Signing Room.

Lin Haoran's face sank like water, looking at Chang Ping's latest verification report, it was really shocking.

Although he guessed that the situation of this granary must not be optimistic, he was shocked when he saw that this granary, which should have stored more than 10,000 stones, was equivalent to an empty warehouse.

The stored grain in it is all old grain, and most of it is moldy grain from several years ago. This kind of rice grain is not to be eaten by people, and it will not be eaten by pigs, so it can only be discarded.

"It seems that the problem of the reserve warehouse has been around for a long time! It's not just a matter of the past few years, it should have been a problem in the previous terms! Sun Jixiang had already seen the report of the reserve warehouse, and he also sighed.

"This judgment is not wrong, but the new 2,000 stone rice grain in the warehouse is nowhere to be found, it is really rampant!" Lin Haoran put down the report and said coldly.

Although this is a good system, it has been nearly 200 years and has long since bred a large number of maggots. Now when the lid is lifted, what I see is not rice grain, but disgusting maggots.

What made Lin Haoran most angry was that after the autumn harvest in the Ming Dynasty, 2,000 stone of new rice was put into the warehouse. However, when the inspection is carried out now, except for the new rice found on the surface of the rice grains, the rest are all old rice.

It was a full 2,000 stone of new rice, and it went directly into the pockets of the maggots, and it was simply insatiable, and there was no new grain left in this grain storehouse.

"There are only two possibilities! One is to transport the new rice that comes in when the old rice is shipped out again, and the other is just to make an entry and exit account on the account, and the new rice has never been shipped out at all! Sun Jixiang said bitterly.

If it's the former, it's a bit more convergent. If it is the latter, it is simply lawless, and it is simply regarded as its own granary, and the people involved will be wider.

Lin Haoran tapped his fingers on the tabletop, narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Then I'll let them spit it all out and fill this reserve warehouse for Lao Tzu!" ”

Although he knew that when the water was clear, there would be no fish, but these people were far beyond the limit of his patience, and they directly "emptied" the reserve warehouse, leaving only a granary with no name.

Since these people are so lawless, they don't even have him as the prefect of Leizhou in their eyes, so he doesn't care about anything anymore. What's more, these people simply buried a thunder for him, so he didn't have to talk about friendship.