My wife is number one in the world

Chapter 611

"Everything should be carried out according to the official's arrangement!"

"Yes, I will take my leave!"

Liu Mingzhi, who looked at the empty government office for a while, looked at Jiang Lei beside him: "Go and call Ning Zihan, the governor of Gongzhou, and tell him that I have something to ask him!"

"Yes!"

"Qin Yi!"

"The end is here!"

"Lead fifty imperial guards and three hundred dragon guards to surround the Dudu's Mansion, and no one is allowed to enter or leave the Dudu's Mansion without the order of the official!"

"Under the order, Qin Yi resigns!"

Liu Mingzhi, who was drinking tea and meditating, heard the footsteps and opened his eyes to look at Gongzhou Inspector Ning Zihan who was following Jiang Lei: "Lord Ning, please sit down."

"Master Xie Liu."

Liu Mingzhi put down his teacup and walked down the high platform slowly: "My lord Ning, I heard from Dudu Tong that all the governors of the state capital who were threatened after being detained by the White Lotus Sect and their families were threatened with porridge. The porridge in Gongzhou is thin porridge, I just read your case book, Gongzhou only killed and injured more than 700 people because of the locust plague, can you tell me how you did it?"

Ning Zihan pondered for a while and looked at Liu Mingzhi standing in front of him in panic: "Reporting to my lord, the officials secretly asked the yamen servants to add rice to it. Gongzhou is the most remote, so the guards of the White Lotus Sect are quite Lazy, as long as the common people don't leave the city, they rarely ask about Gong Zhou's affairs!"

"That's how it is. I don't know how many shi's of grain there are in the Gongzhou government treasury? The emergency storage capacity in Qingzhou Xiazhou's state city should be [-] shi, right?"

"Yes, it is indeed a hundred thousand stones!"

"Then I don't know how much food is left in the Gongzhou treasury?"

"The lower officials don't know anymore, I need to go back and investigate before I can report the number to the adults!"

Liu Mingzhi gently picked up his teacup and fiddled with it for a while: "Lord Ning!"

"The subordinate is here!"

"Isn't it a good feeling to stay out of it and have to get along with others?"

"What this lord said is too profound, and I don't understand it!"

"Let's change the topic to a simple one. Why do Lord Ning think that the White Lotus Sect rebels on the top of Qingzhou City gave up the Qingzhou Mansion that has been in business for a long time before fighting?"

"Perhaps the bandits were shocked by the prestige of the Lord and the bravery of the Longwu Guards, so they had to abandon the city and flee!"

"I can't bear this high hat, so how about it, Master Ning, you go back to Gongzhou to open a warehouse to relieve the victims, and at the same time think about what is the right way to do it. If you figure it out, tell me. The officer is waiting for you at any time!"

"Yes, the officer will leave!"

Jiang Lei looked at Liu Mingzhi who was frowning and asked in a low voice: "Master Liu, the rebels in Qingzhou have already fled, and the rest is to concentrate on dealing with the locust plague. Why are you still frowning, just driving out the bandits and ending Qingzhou?" The danger is a great achievement, shouldn't your lord be happy?"

"Happy?" Liu Mingzhi put down the teacup in his hand and sighed: "Maybe, but everything seems too reasonable and often the most unreasonable. It's wishful thinking to block my mind with great work!"

"Report, Mr. Liu, the flying pigeons in the capital are passing on the letter!"

"Submit it quickly!"

"Yes!"

Liu Mingzhi took the bamboo tube handed over by the servant and hastily opened it to look through it. His deeply frowned brows finally relaxed and he smiled slightly: "Master Jiang, Minister of the Household Department, is quite generous. If there is not enough food to exchange for locusts with the common people, this Lord Jiang will send charcoal in a timely manner!"

Passed the letter paper to Jiang Lei: "Look, 30 shi of grain is not a small amount!"

Jiang Lei looked at the content on the letter paper in surprise and smiled lightly: "I have heard that this Lord Shangshu is simply a penny-pinching miser, and no one likes the civil and military men of the Manchu Dynasty. In fact, it will be rumored By mistake, isn't this quite generous!"

"Dafang? Jiang Lei, let's bet one tael of silver. The 30 shi of grain is definitely not for nothing. Jiang Shangshu must have encountered some trouble and asked me for help, but what is worth 30 shi of grain? Forget it. Let's see step by step!"

"Master Liu, if you arrange Jiang Shangshu like this, you won't be afraid that he will be anxious with you!"

"If you have money, you won't be in a hurry. Let's go and see the bodies of people like Gu Zhiheng first!"

"Yes, my lord, please, the last general has arranged their corpses in the backyard of the governor's office!"

"No one is near?

"Don't worry, my lord, the last general has ordered 30 guards, all of whom are one-of-a-kind experts!"

"Good job, go to the governor's mansion immediately!"

"Yes!"

Liu Mingzhi left the Dudu's Mansion with hundreds of Long Wuwei and went straight to the Governor's Yamen, and hurried into the backyard.

"See Lord Liu!"

"Don't be too polite!"

Throwing the whip to Jiang Lei, Liu Mingzhi squatted down to examine the bodies of Gu Zhiheng and the others carefully.

After half a stick of incense, Liu Mingzhi stood up full of doubts. Gu Zhiheng's body showed no trace of disguise, proving that it was indeed him.

Glancing at the lotus tattoos on the arms of Gu Zhiheng and the others, Liu Mingzhi was a little puzzled. Back then, when he hadn't obtained his fame, he didn't even look down on the White Lotus Sect. Member, why did he take refuge in the White Lotus Sect instead of sitting in the position of a feudal official?

That day, Gu Zhiheng obviously had a Jiangnan accent, and she deliberately asked him if he was from Yangzhou, Jiangnan, but he said no. Afterwards, Qinglian said that Gu Zhiheng spoke with a Jiangzhou accent.

Liu Mingzhi would not doubt Qinglian's words, although she was twenty years old, she had a miserable life experience and wandered in the rivers and lakes since she was a child.

"Jiang Lei, why do you say that a person would not sit in the position of a senior official of the fourth rank and join the gangsters of the White Lotus Sect?"

"This, adults can't even think of the last general!"

"It's okay, let's just chat casually, you can just say it!"

Jiang Lei pondered for a while: "Unless someone catches the handle, it has to be like this!"

"What kind of handle would that be?"

"It is enough to beheaded, and it is not tolerated by the court!"

"Go on!"

"My lord, could it be that Gu Zhiheng was caught in some kind of treasonous trick to deceive the emperor and had to succumb to treason with the White Lotus Sect. Anyway, he would die sooner or later. If that is the case, why didn't he choose to live for a while longer?"

Liu Mingzhi wandered around with his hands behind his back. Sooner or later he would be dead, so he might as well choose a way to survive. It is reasonable to say that, the key point is why the three governors of Gu Zhiheng and the long history were caught by the White Lotus Sect at the same time!

"See Commander Song!"

Liu Mingzhi was awakened by Long Wuwei's voice and looked at Song Qing who was out of breath and greeted him: "How is it, have you picked it up?"

Song Qing shook his head in disappointment: "After we arrived, there was no trace of people like Qiao Changjing in the courtyard you mentioned except for some disaster victims."

"No? How could this be? Did you go to the wrong place?"

"Of course not. All the victims you mentioned are here, except for a few of them. The victims said they didn't see them come out today!"

Liu Mingzhi let out a long breath: "Did you find any trace of Chang Yunfeng?"

"No, it seems to have disappeared out of thin air!"

(End of this chapter)