Longevity begins with a dog

Chapter 82

"I need all the information about Jiang Zhihong, including the details of his grievances with Lou Xiang."

Xu Chong found Ge Wanshan and said seriously.

"Ok?"

Ge Wanshan frowned, "What do you want this for?"

"Let Jiang Zhihong regain his sense of life."

Xu Chong replied.

"This... are you absolutely sure?"

Ge Wanshan pondered for a while, and his expression became serious, "Whether it's Jiang Zhihong or Lou Xiang, only the general guard has their information, and the transfer has to go through layers of approval. It will take half a month to come and go, and Jiang Zhihong The next realm, at most, can only last for more than half a month."

"Whether you are completely sure or not, you will not know until you see the file."

Xu Chong shook his head, "But, this is the only way I can think of."

"The only way..."

Ge Wanshan began to pace with his hands behind his back.

In fact, in the past two days, he has been considering another way - to dump Jiang Zhihong to Duan Yuanming.

But in that case, not only would he not be able to get those contributions, but he would also have to reluctantly sell part of the profits to Duan Yuanming... Now it is no different than when he was arrested, and it is clear that throwing the blame must pay a price.

How can you be reconciled to stealing a chicken without losing a lot of rice?
Just at this time, Xu Chong made another uncertain choice.

Take a gamble?
If the bet is successful, not only will there be benefits, but you can also show your face in front of the real estate minister, which can be described as both fame and fortune.

If the bet fails, I will lose both fame and fortune...Xu Chong will have to bear a lot of responsibilities, which is equivalent to owing himself a big favor. With the progress of Fengfengshou, it is very likely that he will become the commander-in-chief's envoy in the future.

Hmm... If you put it this way, it seems that even if you lose the bet, you might not lose money?

Thinking of this, Ge Wanshan suddenly stamped his feet and looked at Xu Chong: "Okay, I'll take a gamble with you!"

That's how things settled.

In the days that followed, Xu Chong dragged Kou Ruohai to the black prison every day, and ate, drank, played chess, and chatted in front of Jiang Zhihong.

Anyway, it was to harass Jiang Zhihong, trying to make Jiang Zhihong familiar with himself.

However, except for what Jiang Zhihong said when he was sent to the black prison for the first time, he never spoke again after that, completely treating the two of them as air.

Xu Chongneng could clearly sense that Jiang Zhihong's spirit was getting worse and worse. As Ge Wanshan said, he couldn't last for too long.

Fortunately, in Beijing, the chief guard seemed to attach great importance to this matter. It only took ten days to send a large box full of files to Zhang Hua.

"These transcribed files have been processed, and you can read them at will without worrying about anything."

Ge Wanshan ordered someone to move the box into Xu Chong's room, and said: "I have already ordered you, no one is allowed to disturb you."

"Thank you for your trust."

Xu Chong cupped his fists and saluted, turned around and locked himself and the file in the room.

One day, two days, three days...

On the evening of the third day, Xu Chong summoned two yamen servants to give orders, but Ge Wanshan was not disturbed, so he went directly to his room to sleep.

On the morning of the fourth day, Xu Chong stepped out of the room full of energy, and entered the black prison again under the eyes of everyone.

This time he brought a stool and sat down in front of Jiang Zhihong.

Then start the usual routine.

"Jiang Zhihong, at the age of seventy, is a person from Dagon Prefecture who comes to Jifu."

"In the 14th year of Wenchang Palace Examination, the first emperor hand-picked the number one scholar, and he was awarded the Imperial Academy for editing and writing, from the sixth rank."

"In the same year, Lou Youzhi, a fellow student and classmate, was sent to Yunzhou by the Ministry of Officials as a county magistrate.

"In the 17th year of Wenchang, you were able to stay in the library because you were qualified in the exam, and you were promoted to be a lecturer in the Imperial Academy, and you are a sixth grade."

"In the same year, there was a flood in Yunzhou, starvation was everywhere in the eleven prefectures, and Lou Youzhi was demoted to the canon history."

"In the 20th year of Wenchang, you stayed in the museum again, and you were promoted to a bachelor's degree, from the fifth rank."

"As for Lou Youzhi, because of his meritorious service in supervising farming, he was reinstated as the county magistrate."

"The 23th year of Wenchang..."

Speaking of this, Xu Chong smiled, "From this year on, your luck seems to be bad. First, you failed to stay in the embassy and failed to be promoted to a Hanlin bachelor. Si Dushi, the seventh grade."

"However, your classmate is just the opposite. As a county magistrate, he captured the Daozi of Taiping Dao, and because of his meritorious service, he went straight to the Imperial Capital and served as the head of the household department. He is a sixth grade."

"After that, the sky will rise straight up, and you will be trampled underfoot forever."

Having said that, Jiang Zhihong's empty eyes finally focused slightly.

"but."

Xu Chong struck while the iron was hot, "At that time, the two of you were still close friends, both officials in the capital, and often enjoyed tea and discussed politics together. Although there were differences of opinion, it was not comparable to ordinary friendship."

"Until the 42nd year of Wenchang, Lou Youzhi was promoted to be the Minister of the Household Department of the third rank, and you finally made it through, and was promoted by the late emperor to be the censor of Youqian capital of the fourth rank."

"It was in this year that the former close friends turned against each other, and became enemies who wanted to kill each other, and it has been up to now."

"And the reason for your rebellion is actually just a disaster relief?"

Xu Chong's tone rose, as if he didn't understand.

"only?"

Jiang Zhihong finally spoke, his voice extremely hoarse and dry, "It's so easy to say, do you know what he did in the disaster relief?"

"What have you done?"

Xu Chong continued to be puzzled, "There was a severe drought in Bingzhou, it was Lou Youzhi's contribution to disaster relief that saved half of the people, is there something wrong?"

"Half! Half!!!"

Jiang Zhihong didn't know where the strength came from, and suddenly rushed from the corner to Xu Chong's eyes, roaring angrily: "If it wasn't for Lou Youzhi, how could only half of them survive?!"

"Oh?"

Xu Chong raised his eyebrows, "Why do you dare to say that?"

"Why should I?!"

Jiang Zhihong's bloodshot eyeballs seemed to be about to pop out, he gritted his teeth and said, "Because I was the first to see the disaster victim who carried the Taizu's imperial edict and traveled thousands of miles to Beijing to sue the imperial court! This disaster victim has not had time to knock on the news Drum, the killer took off his head in the street!"

"So, what did the disaster victim tell you?"

Xu Chong asked.

"What did you say? Heh, heh heh heh..."

Jiang Zhihong shook his head and smiled bitterly, as if he had lost all his strength, he staggered back, "Whatever you say? The first emperor didn't believe it, all the officials didn't believe it, and no one believed it except me. What's the use of telling you?"

"No, no, you don't need to tell me, I already know, and..."

Xu Chong shook his head, "I don't care if others believe it or not, but I do."

Jiang Zhihong froze all over, raised his head and looked at Xu Chong in disbelief: "You...what did you say? Do you believe it?"

He wasn't surprised that Xu Chong knew those things, after all, even his family history was well known, so it wasn't surprising to find out those things.

But he didn't expect that Xu Chong actually believed it!
"Lou Youzhi replaced the 160 million shi of corn allocated by the court for disaster relief with 450 million shi of bran, and added nearly 100 million shi of sand into it."

Xu Chong said indifferently, "This is your memorial to impeach Lou Youzhi, right?"

"Although I have not experienced that disaster relief, I think this should be the truth."

As soon as these words came out, the faces of everyone listening to the corner on the ground changed wildly.

Ge Wanshan's heart was about to jump out of his throat.

Back then, when Lou Xiang was just a servant, it didn't matter to talk about it, but now, it's already a huge taboo!
However, just when he was about to stop Xu Chong, Xu Chong's next words made his movements suddenly stop.

"even."

Xu Chong paused, then suddenly changed the subject: "Not only do I believe in this, but I also think from the bottom of my heart that Lou Xiang is a rare capable minister in ancient times. It is not unreasonable for him to become the chief assistant of the cabinet."

"what?!!"

Jiang Zhihong's complexion became completely ugly, and the little favor he had just had for Xu Chong was gone.

clap clap!

Xu Chong clapped his hands twice.

The two yamen servants who had been waiting at the entrance looked at each other and jumped down in a panic.

One of them was carrying a charcoal stove, oil pan and other items, and the other was holding a small swaddling baby.

When the two came behind Xu Chong, they didn't speak, they started a fire and started burning oil.

Jiang Zhihong looked at it coldly, puzzled.

"I don't know what you think of the words Yi Zi Ershi, but you must have never seen it with your own eyes."

Xu Chong got up and took the swaddling baby, with a little effort in his arms.

There was a loud cry of a 'baby' suddenly.

Whoa whoa whoa whoa—

"You... what are you going to do?"

Jiang Zhihong's already pale face turned pale again.

"doing what?"

Xu Chong glanced at Jiang Zhihong in surprise, "You don't eat anything you can eat, I suspect you like to eat things that you can't eat, well, isn't this just for you?"

"you!"

There was panic in Jiang Zhihong's eyes.

Xu Chong didn't care about him, and frowned at the yamen servant who lit the fire, "If the fire gets bigger, Mr. Jiang is already getting impatient."

"You scare me, don't you?"

Jiang Zhihong gathered himself together, and said with a sneer, "Cooking human flesh, whether dead or alive, is a serious crime that will be punished by a chariot. I don't believe you dare!"

"Yes, this is indeed a great crime, but..."

Xu Chong paused, looked around, "Who would know?"

At this time, the oil pan has begun to emit smoke, which is a sign that the temperature is enough.

"Well, it's about time."

Xu Chong turned to face the frying pan, seeing that he was undoing his swaddling clothes.

"……don't want!!!"

Jiang Zhihong flung himself on the railing.

However it was too late.

--laugh!

This is the sound of cooking.

"Do not--!!!"

Jiang Zhihong waved his arms like crazy, trying to pull Xu Chong or the oil pan.

It's a pity that Xu Chongka's distance is just right, he can't reach even a corner of his clothes.

"Beast! Beast!!"

Jiang Zhihong finally broke down and kept yelling.

"It seems that you also know that it is wrong to eat children."

Xu Chong turned his body sideways.

Jiang Zhihong's yelling stopped abruptly, and he froze there.

There is no real baby in the oil pan, it has scales and tail, it is just an ordinary catfish.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Xu Chong patted a captain on the shoulder.

"It's just some tricks, it's good to help adults."

The captain bowed respectfully, then winked at his colleagues, lifted the oil pan and left.

Jiang Zhihong had already reacted now.

The cry of the baby just now was clearly a yamen servant pretending to be him. His mind was taken away and he couldn't distinguish the source of the sound.

"...you do this, why?"

Jiang Zhihong asked, his tone full of exhaustion.

"Don't worry, I'll ask you a few questions first."

Xu Chong sat down again, "In the 42nd year of Wenchang, what was the population of Bingzhou and provinces, and how much food was consumed in a month, do you know?"

"This……"

Jiang Zhihong choked.

"You don't know, you were born in Fucheng, your family is wealthy, and you have never experienced real hardship. How can you pay attention to these things? Let me tell you."

Xu Chong chuckled, "If it's just to keep alive, a person only needs fifteen catties of food a month."

"... Fifteen catties?"

Jiang Zhihong was a little dazed and a little disappointed.

It turns out that just eating such a small amount is enough to survive...

"In the 42 years of Wenchang, there were 600 counties in [-] prefectures and provinces, with a total population of more than [-] million."

"Do the math, 550 million stones are mixed with sand and bran, if 600 million people eat together, it will only be enough to consume for three months."

Xu Chong chuckled, "Well, don't you think it's a coincidence, because the disaster lasted for six months, and half of the people in Bingzhou just survived."

Jiang Zhihong was completely silent.

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Uh... sorry I forgot to write the chapter name, I can't add it later.

At the same time, Riwan reached the third day, the author is awesome!
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