Gong Fujiao Daughter-in-law

Chapter 36 Negotiation
Wei Ji got serious.

"What do you think."

He filled a bowl of pigeon soup and listened to Xie Zhijun while drinking the soup.

Xie Zhiyun said quickly: "At first I said that I wanted to open the granary, but Zhang Dusi of the granary was not very happy, and he didn't want to let go. I brought out the young master, but he had no choice but to open it."

"I took a closer look and found that the three locks are intact, and there is no difference between the iron door and the fir door."

Wei Ji put down the porcelain bowl, and his eyes fell on Xie Zhijun.

Xie Zhiyun's eyes were light, and they fell directly on Wei Ji's face. She said that she always did this when she was down to business, she was upright, self-restraining, and generous, especially those eyes that looked at others gently, making people reluctant to look away.

She didn't know what Wei Ji was thinking, so she continued to speak seriously.

"After entering the granary, it was very dark inside, and I couldn't see anything clearly. I can vaguely see that the beams of the house are indeed damaged, which is inconvenient to repair. The roof is also a little damaged. If it rains, it will definitely leak."

"It's very dark inside, and Zhang Dusi talks a lot of nonsense," Xie Zhiyun rarely complained, and continued, "Because I couldn't see the road under my feet, I walked forward with the grain bag."

Xie Zhijun stretched out his hand to Wei Ji, showing her his round and smooth fingertips.

Xie Zhijun has never done rough work, and he doesn't like to do needlework. Apart from playing the piano occasionally, he has no hobbies.

Therefore, her hands are slender and slender, white and shiny, glowing in the light, like flawless white jade.

Wei Ji seemed to be seduced by someone, he stretched out his hand unconsciously, and touched Xie Zhiyun's fingertips.

Like the thunder that falls in the rainy day, or the splash of water when the waterfall flows down, this touch is so small that it is hardly a touch, but it leaves a huge mark in the heart lake of two people.

Xie Zhiyun didn't know why, his face became hot, and he quickly withdrew his hand.

And Wei Ji also coughed lightly, curled up his fingers, and picked up the chopsticks again.

"The dishes are going to be cold," Wei Ji said, looking for something to say, "Let's talk while eating."

Xie Zhiyun cleared his throat, and continued: "My hand...my fingertips are relatively soft, and I can clearly feel the difference when I touch things, just like the grain bags in the warehouse, every few patterns It changes."

Wei Ji's expression became serious.

Xie Zhiyun raised his eyes and looked at him: "At this moment, Zhang Dusi was still yelling. He said that the rice grain in that granary was the field tax of the nearby Yongfeng Village, and it was delivered on the same day, and the account books were also the same. record of."

Having said that, there is no need for Xie Zhiyun to repeat it.

Wei Ji understood her meaning as soon as he heard it.

Ordinary people also carry their own sacks, baskets, etc. to pay land taxes. The government will prepare sacks of the same size in advance for filling grain, and seal one bag every two buckets, and seal it while collecting it, and then put it in the mule cart. up.

This saves a lot of work, and the speed of collecting grain is also fast, and there is no need to collect more sacks from the people, so that they can still take them home.

Therefore, the sacks in the entire granary should have the same texture.

Seeing that he understood what he meant, Xie Zhiyun said: "The Xie family also has its own village. My family also bought hemp rope from the village household, and weaved sacks by ourselves. The hemp rope produced by each household is different, and the sacks weaved are natural. Not the same."

There are large pieces of sisal growing near Yezhou. This kind of hemp is very suitable for making hemp rope, and it can grow a large area without any care. Therefore, every household in these states can make hemp rope and make sacks.

As a result, the style of the sack is very strange.

But the sacks used by the government at the same time must have been bought together, and it is impossible for them to have different patterns.

Xie Zhiyun looked at Wei Ji: "At that time, I thought it was very strange, so I groped carefully. I touched about twenty or thirty sacks, and found that six or seven of them were different."

"These sacks are spaced apart and scattered scattered in the grain pile. If you don't search carefully one by one like me, you won't be able to tell them apart."

"After all, it's so dark in the granary that even the shadows of people can't be seen clearly."

Wei Ji said thoughtfully: "You mean, the grain bag inside has been changed?"

Xie Zhiyun was very cautious.

"Grandpa, I'm just telling him what I've seen and thought," she smiled faintly, "As for the outcome, it's up to Grandpa and Father-in-law to decide."

Wei Ji paused, then laughed.

"What Madam said is true," he said, "At the end of last year, the third brother had already inspected Yongfeng warehouse, but the routine inspections only checked the granary, the door locks and the approximate quantity in the granary. Be careful, you probably won’t touch them one by one.”

Wei Ji said: "Ma'am, tell me, is there a problem with only one granary, or all the granaries?"

Xie Zhiyun would not accept this.

She took a lotus root meatball and chewed it slowly.

"Well, it's delicious."

She didn't answer, Wei Ji wasn't angry either, he even picked up his chopsticks again and started to eat slowly.

"Liang Daolang of Yongfeng Cang will be an old man by his father's side. He followed his father through life and death more than ten years ago. Later, in order to protect his father, he was seriously injured and one arm was permanently disabled. Later, he was withdrawn from the main force. In charge of logistics."

"That Zhang Dusi also fought with his father, but he has a deep relationship with General Liang Daorang. After asking his opinion, his father asked him to follow General Liang Daorang to guard the Yongfeng warehouse."

What these words mean is that Zhang Dusi may be a little cynical, thinking that he is Su Guogong's old confidant, a little arrogant and rude, but their loyalty to Su Guogong is unchanged.

Xie Zhiyun's eyes flickered slightly, and she said: "The door is unobstructed, the key is unobstructed, and even the small lock of the house is intact. If I really think too much, the food is indeed dropped by someone, so how did the person who dropped the package move into the permanent residence?" Fengcang? How did you get into the granary?"

If you don't go through the door, you can only enter and exit through the window above your head.

Wei Ji looked at her, and analyzed together: "In order to prevent theft, and also to prevent moisture and insects for easy storage, the granaries are all cylindrical and have small windows with high peaks. The round outer walls and high ceilings are not easy to climb, and the small windows It’s even more impossible to get in and out.”

"Even if someone can enter and exit, the granary is still guarded by hundreds of officers and soldiers. How can the person who enters and exits carry two buckets of grain and climb in and out with difficulty?"

It was because Xie Zhiyun felt that this was a fantasy, so Xie Zhiyun didn't point it out on the spot, but told Wei Ji after returning home.

She originally thought that Wei Ji had only one intestine, so there were not so many twists and turns, but after getting along with her for a long time, she gradually tasted a different taste.

Wei Ji is not single-minded, he has more twists and turns in his stomach than anyone else.

It just looks free and easy.

Sure enough, after she said a few words, Wei Ji immediately understood what she meant.

The husband and wife looked at each other, and Xie Zhiyun asked, "My lord, what should I do about this matter?"

(End of this chapter)