People live in the Ming Dynasty, evil spirits are soaring into the sky

Chapter 409: The Tax Inspection Department is not responsible for murder!!

Seeing the fully armed Jinyiwei outside, no, it should be the people from the Tax Inspection Bureau, Liang Yuanwai and his men suddenly felt weak in the knees.

These people are as scary as ghosts, and are the presence that everyone who does economic evil does not want to face.

Although the people from the Tax Inspection Bureau have only recently appeared in Jiangnan, and it seems that not many people have come, many people know that these people are adapted from the Jinyiwei who once killed people without blinking an eye.

These people are now not just collecting intelligence, nor are they just monitoring the illegal behavior of Jiangnan officials. More importantly, they are above many people and have law enforcement powers that are above the law.

Moreover, their method is reasonable and legal, and has truly frightened those criminals. You have to know what they are doing now, making fake banknotes to cheat money.

This kind of thing, let alone now, even if it happened in any dynasty, it would be a serious crime that would be immediately punished if caught, not to mention that it was done by the Duke Chen Han who killed people without blinking an eye.

When they thought about how they had tried to snatch money from Chen Han and had succeeded, they felt very excited, but they also knew that if they were caught in this kind of thing, it would be a serious matter that would cost them their lives.

It would be terrible if we got caught.

Not to mention being caught by the Tax Inspection Bureau, which is supposed to investigate economic issues, even if you are caught by an ordinary government office it is a capital crime.

So when Liang Yuanwai and his companions saw the people from the Tax Inspection Bureau standing outside, they immediately fell to the ground.

I guess I never thought that one day I would be caught by these people.

They didn't even expect that they would be caught just when the old man finished saying that there was something wrong with these banknotes and they couldn't spend them casually. If they had known this would happen, they would never spend them even if they were beaten to death.

Of course, they were also very surprised. In fact, they had carefully selected the fake banknotes. They thought that the fake banknotes were very mature, and even if they looked at them carefully, they could not see any problems. But why were these problems so easy to see, and why were these people able to find here so quickly.

and many more……

Could it be?

They thought of a possibility that this was a trap. In fact, the Ming Bank knew from the beginning that someone would definitely use a false voice to exchange for silver, so they had made plans in this regard from the beginning, just to see if there would be such a person.

No wonder it’s so fast?

It turns out everything was planned.

Mr. Liang looked at these tax inspectors and saw that they didn't say anything, just like clay statues of Buddha. His eyes suddenly turned red.

"What are you bastards looking at? Isn't it just death? We had already made plans when Chen Han slaughtered the entire Jiangnan region. Now we are alive just to deal with him!"

Another businessman also shouted: "Yes, the reason why we are on this road of no return is because of that bastard Chen Han. We..."

choke! !

There was the sound of a knife being unsheathed.

Then a thin crack appeared on the neck of the businessman next to Liang Yuanwai who was still slandering Chen Han.

sizzle...

Blood spurted out!!

Ahhh——

what……

When the blood really spurted out like a shower, these guys were shocked.

The member of the Tax Inspection Department who had just taken action said coldly: "Anyone who blasphemes the Duke will die!!"

The current authority of the Tax Inspection Bureau was given by Chen Han.

They know exactly what their responsibilities are.

It is just to protect the rules set by Chen Han for them.

Anyone who dares to violate the law will be killed without mercy.

Especially since these people were the ones who deserved to die.

If you still dare to speak rudely now, you are really looking for death.

Such people deserve no pity to die.

The captain of the Tax Inspection Department leaned over and looked at Mr. Liang: "Now, tell me why you are doing this?"

Mr. Liang was terrified at this time.

He didn't know if the staff of the Tax Inspection Department knew his identity and knew that she was the leader this time, so even though he was the one who took the lead in scolding Chen Han, he didn't end his life with a single knife. But he knew that if they asked him this at this time, then they must have all the evidence of his guilt.

Smelling the blood emanating from the ground.

Looking at the companion lying on the ground who was not yet dead.

That companion was still twitching on the ground, holding his neck. His eyes were full of the desire to survive, and it seemed as if he was waiting for his rescue. He probably would never forget this look in his life.

This look is too scary.

Mr. Liang originally thought that he was still a man, so what would it matter even if he faced death?
But when real death happened right in front of him, he finally realized that he was a coward and that he was really afraid of death.

His legs went completely limp.

My whole body was shaking involuntarily.

He even felt warm liquid flowing out between his legs, and a smell of urine filled the place.

The captain covered his nose and took a step back, mocking: "This is the piss of the person who just said he was not afraid of death. You should be tougher. It's hard for me to associate you with a tough guy."

This is very ironic.

When we caught them just now, we stiffened our necks and said: The worst that can happen is death.

But now it has become like this.

Someone beside Liang Yuanwai finally couldn't stand it anymore and said loudly: "Sir, we are just cowards. In fact, we did this for no other reason than revenge..."

Swish! !

Another knife slashed past!!

The businessman also had a fine crack on his neck.

The blood spurted out like a spray bottle spreading pesticide, so brilliantly.

This completely silenced the group of people.

Seeing that man fall down with his eyes open in death, they all looked at the Tax Inspection Department present, just like they were looking at a group of butchers, or even a group of executioners who would not listen to reason with them.

What on earth did they do to be so cruel?

The captain looked at the man lying on the ground and said with disdain: "Did you speak?"

These words made many people present open their eyes wide.

Good guy!
This is the reason why you guys kill people.

Are we pigs?
If you say kill, then kill!

Even if each of you has great power, it shouldn't be like this.

is it necessary?

Didn't you want to ask questions just now? Can't our people answer you?

What kind of disorder is this? Killing people like this?
But the people from the Tax Inspection Department want to tell everyone that what we say counts.

As for those of you who think you can be pardoned by answering the questions quickly, I can only say that you are too naive.

Soon, none of the remaining ten or so people dared to speak.

This is too perverted.

Liang Yuanwai seemed to be greatly stimulated and finally shouted loudly: "What do you want? Just kill me! I don't want to say anything, I don't want to live anymore! I don't want to live anymore!"

The captain drew out the embroidered spring sword from his waist and pressed it against Mr. Liang's neck.

Liang Yuanwai felt the cold murderous intent coming from the blade, and immediately raised his hands in fear: "Don't kill me! Don't kill me! I'll tell you whatever you ask!"

This is human nature!
The captain sneered.

Over the years, he has seen too many people who said they didn't want to live, but when they really faced death, they wanted to live more than anyone else.

People like this are the easiest to control.

As soon as the captain's knife came out, Mr. Liang immediately started to confess.

"I admit that we wanted to take revenge on Chen Han in the beginning, but later we found that fake banknotes could make us rich, so we wanted to get rich too. That's what happened. The person who made the fake banknotes was not hired by me, but by someone else. It was the dead man who hired him."

"Are you using a dead body to cover up your crime?" the captain asked coldly.

Liang Yuanwai shouted loudly: "It's really not like this, it's really not like this, it was indeed this person who came here. We don't even know this person, he was the one who came here. It wasn't us!"

He was about to cry as he spoke, just because the pressure from the captain's knife made him realize that if he told a lie he would probably die, so he was scared to the point of crying.

The captain looked at the others, and they also shouted, "Really! This person really found it. We only heard of this person in Jiangnan at first, but we never knew who this person was or where he was. This person was the one who found it."

"Yes, yes, yes! I can testify that we didn't know at first. It was this person who recruited them. We were responsible for finding the raw materials for them. As for the rest, we really don't know.

In the past, this person always followed this dead man around and did some shameful things. Now that he is dead, we don’t know the past and present life of this old man. "

The captain still believed what he said, because at this point these people would have been scared and would not tell lies.

"Where is the old man?" asked the captain.

"Inside!" replied Mr. Liang.

The captain gave a signal and people from the Tax Inspection Department rushed in.

In fact, ever since the people from the Tax Inspection Department kicked the door, the old man knew that his end would not be good, so he did not run away like Liang Yuanwai and the others, but quietly waited for his fate in the house.

At this point, he now hopes that it would be best if he could not implicate his family, but she knows that all this is wishful thinking. If she does such a thing, it will be hard to tolerate it under the law. The people from the Tax Inspection Department rushed in and controlled the old man, and then collected a lot of semi-finished products that had not yet been printed into silver bills in this not very sophisticated workshop.

Even the captain was frightened when he saw these things.

Although he had never actually seen what a workshop for printing silver bills looked like, he was sure that it could not be so simple.

But he never imagined that such a simple place could print such exquisite fake banknotes.

While feeling angry, he couldn't help but look up to the old man in front of him who looked as pale as death.

This old man is really amazing. He can make such a great thing with just these simple tools.

This is a very good person.

"withdraw!"

The captain gave an order.

The people from the Tax Inspection Department packed up a dozen or so officials and old men, as well as the things found at the scene, and took them away.

……

Ming Bank.

When Princess Ning'an saw the old man in front of her, she was also shocked by his ugly appearance.

"You were able to imitate a silver note with such simple tools?" Princess Ning An was a little unconvinced.

She had thought that this old man was very powerful before, but she really didn’t expect that he was so powerful.

Not only Princess Ning'an was present, but also Wang Cheng from the Tax Inspection Department and Li Hai from the Treasury Department.

Li Hai's face was filled with shame.

Of course, the more than 200 craftsmen present were even more ashamed than her.

They are really bullying us. You can imitate it with such simple tools. How can we save our reputation?

Of course, we really can't blame them. After all, there are so many extraordinary people and stories in the world. Don't you allow others to have some special talents?

Of course, no matter how dissatisfied they were, they would still welcome the old man if he could stay.

Of learning.

You have to learn.

Princess Ning'an took the semi-finished product and compared it with the real silver note, and found that they were exactly the same, even the wrinkles on them were the same.

Even the Arabic numerals that the old man didn't understand were drawn very similarly.

It is possible that just as Chen Han said in the letter to her, everything can be forged, but this string of numbers may be the real secret.

If Princess Ning An hadn't had the secret given to her by Chen Han, she wouldn't have known what this meant.

The old man's face is now full of despair. After being brought here, he knew that he had absolutely no chance of survival, so he planned to say nothing. He didn't even know where his relatives were being held now, and if his two grandsons starved to death, he wouldn't even know it, so how would he explain to his son in the underworld.

"How did you hone your skills?" asked Princess Ning'an.

Although the old man in front of him was guilty of a heinous crime, and although he did not voluntarily forge fake silver notes, the fact was that he must be given an explanation.

The old man remained silent.

"If you tell them, your two grandsons might be saved!" Princess Ning An is not a kind person either.

She was too aware of what the old man was most concerned about.

Other old men don’t care, not even their own lives, but he will definitely care about the lives of his two grandsons.

Sure enough, when Princess Ning An said this, the old man became excited: "Can you guarantee that my two grandsons will survive?"

"As long as you are telling the truth, are willing to cooperate with the court, and are willing to pass on your skills to the court's craftsmen, this is a very easy thing to do," said Princess Ning'an.

When he heard that he would pass on his skills to the craftsmen present, the old man suddenly became a little unhappy.

This is a skill he has studied for decades, but even his son hasn't learned it yet. Now he has to pass it on to other people, which makes him very uncomfortable.

"Of course, you can also take your skills into the coffin, and your two grandsons will also have to die." Princess Ning An's words seemed to come from the icy hell.

When the old man heard this, he immediately said, "No, no, no... I am willing! I am willing! As long as I can take my two grandsons here, I am willing to do anything!"

Princess Ning'an smiled.

Such people can easily succumb.

As long as you find their weak spot, you can make them do anything.

Of course, the imperial court is asking them to do serious work now, but if these people in the folks are threatened by people with ulterior motives, they can do anything, so they still need to be well protected.

"Go and bring his two grandsons here!" Princess Ning An ordered.

When the Tax Inspection Bureau arrested Mr. Liang and others, another group of people from the Tax Inspection Bureau had already rescued his two grandsons and family members.

After seeing the old man's craftsmanship, Princess Ning'an decided to save his life. She is just keeping her promise now.

Sometimes talents are hard to come by, so you have to break some principles to retain them.

After seeing that his grandson and his family were safe and sound, the old man burst into tears of gratitude and knelt down in front of Princess Ning'an with a plop: "This girl..."

Wang Cheng said from the side: "What girl? This is Her Royal Highness the Princess!!"

The old man immediately changed his words: "Your Highness, thank you for saving my family. To be honest with you, I really have no other choice. I had originally planned to retire and live in seclusion in the countryside to prepare for the rest of my life, but I didn't expect these people to capture my family and threaten me. That's why I can't work for them.

Now you are my family, I will do whatever you ask me to do!"

Princess Ning'an certainly knew why he did those dirty things for those people, so she helped him up.

"They have already investigated your matter thoroughly. I heard that your son wanted to learn this but you didn't teach him. Why is that? Don't you want your son to inherit your mantle?" asked Princess Ning An.

The old man said hurriedly: "Your Highness, you don't know, if my skill is to repair shoes and cars, it would be easy to pass it on, but my skill is a side job.

As an old man, I can still stick to my bottom line and take what I deserve, but I know what kind of person my son is. He wants to make a lot of money through illegal means.

But if I didn’t master this skill well, I would lose my head. How could I teach it to him casually? I didn’t teach him. He was so angry that he ran to the lower reaches of the river to work as a boatman and eventually drowned in the river.”

After hearing the old man's words, many people present were in awe.

This is an old man with principles.

It is estimated that if Liang Yuanwai's people had not captured his family to threaten him, he would rather die than do it.

Princess Ning'an was very satisfied with his answer. "Okay, okay! You are a craftsman with principles. From now on, you will work for the court, right here at the Ming Bank. The court will take care of all this for you, and no one will do anything to you."

When the old man heard Princess Ning'an's words, tears welled up in his eyes.

"I, an old man, have wanted to work for the court all my life, but I didn't expect that I would have this chance only when I was buried up to my neck in the earth. This, this, this..." The old man was a little incoherent.

It was so exciting.

His craft is so unique that it is considered high-end product both among the people and in the court.

Of course, if he wasn't protected by a powerful force, he would be assassinated wherever he went.

After all, if he could just make some ancient paintings with this skill, he could deceive a lot of people.

And every ancient painting is worth a lot of money. If people knew that it was fake, they would be hacked to death.

So the old man never dared to speak out. He also regretted that when he was young, he often engaged in technical exchanges in order to show off his skills. Although he gained some fame, he also made himself more and more dangerous in the world.

He didn't know how many people had always been thinking about his craft, and he had moved so many times for this.

Finally, after twenty years of silence, when no one remembered him and some even thought he might have died somewhere, he slowly began to have a stable life.

This time, I don’t know where those people got the information about me from, and they captured my family and threatened them.

Because of the guilt of possessing a treasure over the years, he finally understood what it meant to be unable to protect a craft, and would rather not have such a craft.

Now that he had finally found a place that could shelter him forever, he could finally rest in peace.

If this technology eventually falls into the hands of the imperial court, then I won't have to worry so much.

Princess Ning'an smiled and said to him, "Of course the court wouldn't want your skills for nothing. The Duke has now established a university and promulgated a law called the Patent Law to protect people like you who have skills.

As long as you apply for a patent for this craft, you will get a share of the profits generated by these patents from now on, and even if you are gone, your family will benefit."

The old man was shocked when he heard Princess Ning'an say this, "Is there such a good thing?"

He had never heard of such a good thing. After all, he had seen many talented people in his life. The reason why his skills had been improving was because he had absorbed a lot of good things from others.

Those things could have become a separate technology. If the colleagues had known about such a good thing at that time, they would have directly applied for a patent and would not have had to worry about their descendants having no food to eat.

"Then I am willing to apply. I am willing to show all my skills and apply for a patent."

After everything was settled happily, Princess Ning'an took him to the workshop of Daming Bank.

Looking at these professional machines in front of him and the assembly line-like operations, the old man was dazzled.

Even though he works in this field diligently, he has to admire that professionals do professional things. There is such an advanced process here, and this alone is enough to surpass him.

If he were to do it alone, no matter how good his skills were, it would be useless without speed. At most, he could only satisfy a small number of profits in a small workshop.

But this large workshop covering dozens of acres can print countless banknotes in a day.

So the old man immediately asked a question he wanted to ask: "Your Highness, I am very confident in my craftsmanship. How did you identify it as a fake?"

When they heard him ask this question, everyone burst into laughter...

(End of this chapter)