"Sir, help me!"

In the dark room, Fuzhou fellow governor Li Tai and general judge Zhang Wenyi both knelt in front of Jiangxi Chief Secretary Yuan Wenqing, bursting into tears.

"Save you? I don't even know how to escape this disaster!" Yuan Wenqing lowered his voice and said sternly,

"At the beginning of the disaster, I specifically asked you two not to mess up the matter. Why did you two keep agreeing? What happens now?"

"You two are so brave! Even if the disaster relief is not successful, it has also caused a civil uprising. King Wu's imperial envoys are here. Who can protect you?"

"Master Yuan!" Li Tai, a colleague, took a few steps forward and said angrily, "Who knew this disaster would be so big and urgent.

Besides, the Ming Dynasty was so big, how could there be no natural or man-made disasters? We were also caught off guard? "

"Because of what you said, you shouldn't be allowed to be this official!" Yuan Wenqing was furious, "What do you mean there are natural and man-made disasters every year? Then how come there are no accidents in other places, but you have an accident in Fuzhou?"

As he spoke, Yuan Wenqing's expression became gritted, "You don't solve the problem, and you deliberately hide it and cover it up layer by layer. You have brought me in and asked me to protect you. Who will protect me?"

"Sir! Sir!" General Judge Zhang Wenyi also stepped forward and begged, "Sir, for the sake of the past officials who tried so hard to fawn over us, you must save us."

As he said this, a fifth-grade official actually burst into tears, "We have all accepted the dismissal and dismissal of the subordinate officials. Don't let the Jin Yiwei take us!"

"I was so blind before that I actually thought you two idiots were good!" Yuan Wenqing looked at the two people kneeling in front of him, with their buttocks raised high like two dogs, and sneered coldly.

Greedy, stupid, and incompetent.

He is extremely courageous when nothing happens, but when something happens he knows how to cry and beg. There is no sense of responsibility or use at all.

These two people are Yuan Wenqing's local confidants. In recent years, whether they want money or things, these two people have tried their best and did not dare to neglect at all.

Normally Yuan Wenqing was very protective of them, but now Yuan Wenqing wanted to kill them immediately to vent his anger.

However, after calming down a little, Yuan Wenqing knew that now was not the time to kill people. If he killed them, no one would be able to do anything in Fuzhou.

King Wu suppressed his anger because the disaster came first and he dealt with the victims first and then the officials.

Dealing with officials?

Yuan Wenqing's mind suddenly flashed back to Zhu Yunxi's face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, yet frightening. When King Wu comes from the capital, he must kill a group of people.

So who to kill?

He is a third-rank Chief Secretary of a province in the Ming Dynasty, and he is not without his feet in the court. I heard that the emperor intends to make King Wu his crown prince. King Wu has a noble status, but he must still lack available people.

So if he has the intention to surrender, King Wu will definitely protect himself and not embarrass himself as the Chief Secretary.

And once the disaster situation improves, I will make some excuses for the old prince and praise the King of Wu. By catching up with King Wu, this bad thing may turn into a good thing.

What does King Wu value most? Disaster victims!

After thinking about it for a moment, Yuan Wenqing had a plan in mind. Looking at the two officials at his feet, his expression suddenly softened, "You guys, get up!"

"Sir!"

"Stand up!" Yuan Wenqing sighed, "You two have followed me these years and served me with all your heart. Now if something happens, I will naturally protect you!"

Li Tai and Zhang Wenyi were immediately overjoyed.

"King Wu cares about the victims. The top priority is that you two must handle the errands well. Whatever he says, do it with all your strength." Yuan Wenqing continued.

"I'll definitely do it!" The two agreed quickly.

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Although they are not big officials, they are closely connected in the local area and can burst out great energy. If nothing else, without their approval, recruiting people in the countryside would be a big problem.

"However, there is something I want to ask clearly!"

"You say!"

Yuan Wenqing looked outside and lowered his voice again, "What's going on with the sand in the relief food for the victims?"

"This..." The two looked at each other, speechless.

The killing intent in Yuan Wenqing's eyes was fleeting, "The food mixed with sand must be dealt with quickly."

"Sir, the person who did this is a confidant of the lower official, the treasurer of the granary of the government office." Li Tai, a colleague, whispered, "Do you want...?"

"Shut up!" Yuan Wenqing scolded, "What you do is your business, I don't know anything." After saying that, he paused and said, "Did you also use the disaster relief money distributed by the court?"

The two looked at each other again and lowered their heads.

He really dared to touch any money, and Yuan Wenqing couldn't wait to do it now. But he forced himself to hold back and said slowly, "If it's been damaged, make up for it. Not a penny less, and the accounts must be clear!"

"Yes!" Li Tai, a colleague, said quickly, "I'm going to do it right away, my official!"

Yuan Wenqing nodded, seeming a little tired, "Go and complete the tasks assigned by His Highness King Wu!"

"Yes!" The two bowed and slowly retreated.

When they left the door, Yuan Wenqing's face was full of sneers.

King Wu was right. If something happened to Fuzhou, he could not escape responsibility, but the responsibility could be big or small.

For a provincial governor, even if he discovers that local officials are corrupt and harming the people, he is lining his own pockets. If you then correct the chaos in time, the best you can do is to misunderstand people.

As long as you rely on King Wu and let the people behind the court exert their strength, this matter will pass easily.

The way to be an official is to make a decisive decision, and the two of them will not escape the death penalty anyway. The top priority now is to distance themselves from each other before stepping on them again. It made King Wu feel that the disaster relief was ineffective and that he was also deceived by these fools.

Thinking of this, Yuan Wenqing gradually started to think twice.

"Where did Prince Wu go?"

After he finished speaking, an attendant came out of the side door and said, "Sir, I heard that he went to the grain depot!"

"Come here!" Yuan Wenqing said again, and several senior officers came in.

"Change my clothes!" Yuan Wenqing said, "Find older clothes!"

At this moment, Zhu Yunxi was inspecting the grain warehouse. The first batch of military grain reserves allocated by Wuchang had been arrived and neatly stacked in the warehouse.

Military rations are the foundation of the country. In the Ming Dynasty, from the emperor to the ministers, they were all heroes who emerged from the turbulent times and wars. You may turn a blind eye to other things, but you don't dare to be careless about military rations.

Anyone who dares to touch military rations must die!

"Your Highness, the first batch of 500,000 kilograms of grain sent from Wuchang is here!"

Zhu Yunxi clasped his hands behind his back and walked in the grain depot, looking around. Behind him, the treasurer of the grain depot of Fuzhou Yamen followed humbly.

He is just a humble official, not an official of the imperial court. If Zhu Yunxi hadn't come suddenly, he would never have seen the prince of Ming Dynasty in his life.

Whether it was anxiety or other emotions in his heart, there was cold sweat on the treasurer's head, face, and back.

"Check it!" Zhu Yunxi ordered to his side.

The words fell with a puff.

Liao Yong took a sharp tool with a slot and inserted it into a sack containing grain, and slowly pulled it out. The slot was filled with crystal clear white rice.

No sand? Zhu Yunxi sneered in his heart. The officials in Fuzhou were not stupid enough to cover up.

The next second, Zhu Yunxi snatched the guy from Liao Yong's hand, squatted on the ground and inserted it directly into the bottom sack of grain.

The feeling of inserting an iron tool into rice is different from that of inserting it into sand. The greater the resistance, the greater the friction.

Zhu Yunxi slowly pulled out, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

The iron trough is half rice and half sand.

"Your Highness, spare your life!" The treasurer's clerk knelt down on the spot and shouted in horror, "This food has been here since it was shipped, and no one has touched it!"

"You're not crying when you see the coffin?" Zhu Yunxi sneered twice, "You still want to quibble. Could it be that the military rations were mixed with sand when they were in Wuchang?"

"Your Highness!" The treasurer's servant shivered, "I really don't know, I really don't know!"

At this time, a guard strode in from outside the granary, "Your Highness, Yuan Wenqing would like to see you."

"Let him in!" Zhu Yunxi said with a cold face, "Look at the good deeds of the officials under his rule!"

"Your Highness!" Yuan Wenqing saluted respectfully and began to plead guilty as soon as he came in. "Your Highness, please govern your ministers. I am guilty of negligence!"

"After the Fuhe River burst, I arrived at Jianchang Mansion, which was severely affected by the disaster, overnight. I didn't have time to take a look at the Fuzhou side. I thought the local officials would do their best, but I didn't expect that they were all evil-minded."

"Li Tai, the governor of Fuzhou, and Zhang Wenyi, the general judge, secretly tampered with the victims' food and used it as substandard goods to line their own pockets. They even used the disaster relief money distributed by the court."

"Your Highness, I request Your Highness to use the imperial flag to execute the two of them on the spot to calm the people!"

While listening to Yuan Wenqing speak, Zhu Yunxi's eyes kept falling on the grain full of sand.

When he finished speaking, Zhu Yunxi's face showed ridicule, "Oh? An oversight?" Then, he cast his eyes on Yuan Wenqing's face, "Yuan Buzheng, do you think Gu is a fool? You came to Fuzhou earlier than Gu, why are you only now? Do you know that you made an oversight? I just gave you a chance, but instead of reflecting on it, you are now trying to ignore it. This is the way to serve as an official in a province."

With that said, Zhu Yunxi threw the grain in his hand directly on the ground, "I was wrong, I still underestimated the human heart, underestimated greed, and overestimated your conscience!"

At this time, someone outside the granary said loudly, "Your Highness, Ganzhou Guard Commander Xue Jizu and Fuzhou Magistrate Zhang Shan are asking for an audience."