Chapter 2465

"Oh!"

Fang Xing asked seriously, "what loss?"

They seemed to have caught the straw and scrambled to talk.

"Uncle, those grains are mildewed and those with insects..."

"Uncle, there are many rats here, and they are big. They eat a lot of food every year..."

Fang woke up and nodded. When the two were happy, he asked, "how much has been lost? Don't try to deceive Ben Bo, otherwise Ben Bo will let you know what the law is like when it is found out!"

The hundred household officials said, "uncle, thirty percent!"

"Thirty percent?"

Fang Xing's heart is full of murders, but his face is not obvious.

The judge, sweating, said, "uncle, it's... It's thirty-five percent."

Fang Xing looked up at the roof and sighed, "at least 40% of them. People say mice are timid, but the courage of grain mice has opened Ben's eyes. He's really brave. Ben sees that there are no mice here. You're a big mouse!"

Several sergeants came in. They were carrying a big bucket, and most of them were rice bran.

Another man came in from behind, holding a handful of straw in his hand.

Fang Xing grabbed a handful of rice bran and looked at it carefully. A few grains of rice mixed in it came into his eyes.

"And moldy rice. Aren't you afraid of poisoning people?"

Fang Xing turned and looked outside, his face as heavy as water.

Zhang Lu was a little nervous. He was worried that if things got big, he would suffer from fish in the pond.

"Xing Hebo, you can call some people to help."

Once a person is flustered, he will be overwhelmed.

This is the third time he has asked for help.

Fang Xing shook his head, looked at the sky outside and said, "Benbo hopes that this trip will fail. It's a pity that he can't find anything. Send a signal!"

"Uncle has an order and sends a signal!"

Later, outside came the explosion of fireworks.

With the sound of horses' hooves, the cavalry began to appear outside the city, and then quickly approached the city.

The sergeant guarding the gate had long been foolish. When the cavalry approached the gate, he trembled and asked, "where did you come from? Where did you come from?"

The cavalry headed by him was wearing a visor. He first looked up at the sergeants who came in panic at the head of the city, and then said, "you are ordered to leave Beijing!"

At this time, a horse came to the city. When he got to the gate, the man said, "these are the people and horses who followed Uncle out of Beijing."

Both sides verified the documents and keepsakes of the Ministry of war, and then the cavalry roared into the city.

Then the whereabouts of the cavalry became clear, that is, the two granaries.

"Something's wrong!"

The news spread rapidly, and the granary was blocked, so it could be judged with little thought.

"There must be a deficit in the granary. Sun Gu has been the magistrate for two years. Who knows how much he has been greedy?"

Then a message sounded like a thunderbolt over Qingzhou City.

"It's Xinghe Bo!"

The whole Qingzhou City was fooled by the news, and then the people ran happily to two granaries.

They want to see someone's bad luck.

From the government office, some officials in Qingzhou City were worried; Some are afraid, others tremble.

The murderer is coming!

It's no good for him to come to Shandong!

From the beginning of getting the news, the officials in the whole Qingzhou City are capable officials, and the efficiency has never been higher.

The people have surrounded the gate of the granary, waiting for the exact news.

This is more than an hour.

When the cavalry escorted people out, the people silently made way.

They are looking at these officials, as well as the officers and sergeants involved in the case.

These people are dejected, and some even become a pool of mud. They can only walk with two people.

When Fang Xing appeared, someone in the crowd recognized him and shouted, "uncle, Qingzhou welcomes you!"

Fang woke up stunned, and then smiled, but he didn't understand nature.

He felt that every time he came to Qingzhou, he was killing. It was never good.

"Uncle, welcome to Qingzhou!"

When the people saw his kindness, they burst out with surprising enthusiasm.

"Uncle, catch all the corrupt officials in Qingzhou!"

"Uncle, the last magistrate was a corrupt official!"

"Yes, sun Gu is a corrupt official!"

A boy weighed his feet in the crowd, but could not see the front. He shouted, "uncle, Zhang Lu is also a corrupt official."

Fang woke up and listened to these words with some helplessness, so he had to bow his hands to both sides.

The people have a deep-rooted mentality of hating officials, and few officials can basically satisfy them.

Zhang Lu followed Fang Xing. Hearing this, he said with a bitter smile: "xinghebo, I have only been in Qingzhou for half a year."

The unspoken meaning of this remark is that "even if an officer wants to be greedy, he doesn't have enough time!"

Fang Xing felt that this man was too bureaucratic and had a serious tendency to behave.

"No one is clean until we find out!"

Zhang Lu also felt wronged. Li Ermo said, "Lord Zhang, have you ever inspected the granary during your six-month tenure?"

Uh!

Zhang Lu sat in the wax.

He took a look at Li Er Mao and felt that he had done evil himself. If he had nothing to do, he would have nothing to do. He had to take the lead, so he was watched by the censor.

But Li Er Mao just said this, and then the other party woke up and said, "teacher, I'm afraid there are many unclean people in Qingzhou Prefecture!"

Zhang Lu secretly complained and thought that if Qingzhou mansion was cleaned from the beginning, he could not do it even if there was no stain.

Fang Xing didn't speak. Zhang Lu had no confidence, but he had to arrange food and accommodation.

"I remember Ben Bo was stationed here in Qingzhou last time. Now I see that things are right and people are wrong, which makes people sigh!"

Outside the camp, Fang Xing really remembered his last visit to Qingzhou.

After entering the camp, Zhang Lu followed.

"Lord Zhang, go and be busy."

Fang Xing was a little tired on his way.

Li Er Mao came outside, but he refused to speak.

Even if there are many things to say, Zhang Lu can only bow his hands and leave.

After he left, Li Er Mao said, "teacher, the problem has also been found there, with a deficit of more than 40%

The room is not big and the light is not good.

Fang Xing sat on the chair, reached out and rubbed the center of his eyebrows, "as expected."

Li Er Mao sat on the right, frowned and said, "teacher, you are running back and forth between Shandong and the capital. It's time to have a rest."

Fang Xing waved his hand and said, "not tired, just thinking about things."

He yawned casually and said, "I'm afraid you won't stay long in the hospital."

Li Ermao said, "teacher, is it a position in Zhan Shi's house? The disciple is still willing to be the imperial censor."

Fang Xing slightly raised his eyes and looked at him. Then he saw that Xin Laoqi was still standing outside the door. He said, "this is the military camp. Lao Qi is going to have a rest."

After Xin Laoqi left, Fang pointed to Li Ermo's chin and said, "you're starting to grow a beard, but it's too sparse and ugly."

Li Ermao, who was thought to be deep in the city and ranked first among Fang Xing's disciples, scratched his head and said shyly, "teacher, my disciples have children anyway."

Fang woke up and looked more and more ugly. He said, "it's sparse. He looks like a treacherous minister. He shaves back and often. He'll stay until it's secret."

This is also the teacher's instruction. Li Ermo got up and answered.

Fang woke up and pressed his hand. When he sat down, he smiled and said, "we don't have any rules that hair and beard can't move. Just be comfortable."

Li Er Mao looked at his chin. Because he was black after shaving, he said, "teacher, the so-called body and hair should be cherished. It's just an attitude, but someone always misinterprets him, and then a group of people follow and coax. In fact, it's a villain Confucianism."

Fang Xing leaned back comfortably with tired eyes.

Seeing him like this, Li Ermo couldn't help feeling a little sour, and then wanted to be more active: "teacher, the so-called body and skin should be cherished. In fact, don't let your parents worry, but if you have to compete, the disciples think these people are corrupt scholars. In the future, they should take this as a standard, and those who don't meet it are not eligible to enter the Academy."