I, Jiajing, successfully cultivated immortality

Chapter 141
The Wen family's hall was originally used for receiving guests.

At this moment, Zheng Michang was sitting at the head, sipping tea leisurely, and in front of him were all the members of the Wen family kneeling. As for the servants, they were taken away as accomplices.

"Pay more attention to your feet, tell me, don't be rash when doing things! If there is any damage to the things in this room, I will ask you."

Seeing the clumsiness of his subordinates, Zheng Michang put down the teacup in his hand, frowned tightly, and reprimanded him.

"It's the chief political envoy, the subordinates must pay more attention, must pay more attention!"

Seeing this, the person pointed to by Zheng Michang quickly put the things in his hands aside and said respectfully.

"Forget it, you go to work."

Seeing that the man admitted his mistake with a good attitude, Zheng Michang didn't intend to pursue it. Instead, he waved his hand and sent him away.

"Zheng Michang, you are so brave, why do you search my Wen family?"

At this moment, Wen Pingyi's hands and feet were tied up with thick ropes, and he couldn't move. There were still a few bruises on his face, which must have been injured by the guards during the previous struggle!He also lost the usual aura of being the head of the Wen family.

"Hmph, how dare you speak hard when you are about to die! Your youngest son, Wen Rong, has already confessed everything in prison."

After Zheng Michang finished speaking, he took out the piece of paper recording the Wen family's crimes from his pocket, and showed it to Wen Pingyi: "Here, you can see for yourself, there is also the fingerprint of your youngest son on it."

"You... you, this is clearly a false accusation! You must have used tricks!" After reading the contents of the paper, Wen Pingyi immediately flew into a rage and retorted.

"Of course it's a false accusation. To tell you the truth, the backer of your Wen family has fallen! That old bastard, Li Zhiquan, went to jail last night." Zheng Michang took back the paper, sneered, and explained for Wen Pingyi.

"What? This...that's impossible. He's an envoy, a high-ranking official of the imperial court, and besides..." Wen Pingyi looked completely unbelievable after hearing this.

In fact, since Zheng Michang said those words, Wen Pingyi has already believed them seventy percent, because if the backing of the Wen family does not fall, then Zheng Michang would never dare to do it now!It is even more impossible to rashly search your home in broad daylight.

After thinking through all this, Wen Pingyi's face revealed a look of despair, and he asked, "What do you want?"

"I want you to hand over all the account books in recent years!" Zheng Michang calmly sat back on the chair, stared into Wen Pingyi's eyes, and said.

Of course Wen Pingyi knew what Zheng Michang wanted, what he wanted was the records of the Wen family bribing those officials in recent years!And among them, naturally also includes his share.

Wen Pingyi thought for a long time, then gritted his teeth, and said in a deep voice: "I can promise you, but you will let my wife go! She doesn't know anything."

"No, it's not up to the officials to judge whether she knows or not. After the investigation is over, if she really doesn't know, the government will naturally not embarrass her!" After listening to Wen Pingyi's conditions, Zheng Michang didn't even think about it. , outright rejected.

"Hmph, do you believe what you said? If you don't agree to Wen's condition, you don't want those account books!" After Wen Pingyi finished speaking, he turned his head to the side and stopped talking.

"Hmph, do you think I have no way to cure you? Come and drag him out!"

After Zheng Michang finished speaking, some guards stepped forward and dragged Wen Pingyi's eldest son, Wen Tao, out alone.

"What do you want to do?"

Seeing Zheng Michang's attitude, Wen Pingyi's tone could not help but be mixed with a trace of panic.

"I'll do it dozens of times. If you don't speak, I'll have someone chop off his fingers one by one!"

Zheng Michang said with a gloomy face, word by word.

"Father, save me, save me!" Wen Tao looked at his father, his face was full of panic, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably because he was too scared.

Soon, Wen Tao was forcibly controlled by the guards, and his right index finger was also forcibly pushed to the side of the table.

"Ten, nine, eight, seven, six..."

Zheng Michang immediately began to count down, while Wen Pingyi closed his eyes tightly, couldn't bear to look any more, and turned his head to the side.

However, the guards on the side sensed his intentions, forcibly turned his head over, and then opened his eyelids, allowing him to witness his son's fingers being cut off with his own eyes.

"Five, four, three, two, one, chop!" As soon as Zheng Michang finished speaking, the guards at the side raised their knives and chopped off their fingers.

"Ahhh! My fingers!"

Soon, blood was splashed everywhere, and there was a painful wail. Wen Tao almost passed out from the pain. The intense pain made him cry, and he wanted to use another good hand to touch that finger. pick up.

"Ahh! Zheng Michang, you bastard! Even if I, Wen Pingyi, am a ghost, I won't let you go!"

After witnessing the tragedy of his own son, Wen Pingyi was no longer as calm as before, and became hysterical.

"It's not my fault, it's because you don't want to explain it." After Zheng Michang finished speaking, he took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood that was splashed on his body.

"You have also seen that it is your father who is unwilling to confess, so hate your father if you want to hate it." After wiping the blood on the official uniform, Zheng Michang turned his gaze to Wen Tao and said softly.

"Father, save me!"

At this time, Wen Tao looked at Wen Pingyi with pleading eyes.

"Okay, let's not say yes, then I will continue as an official!" Seeing that Wen Pingyi was still unmoved, Zheng Michang gave orders to his subordinates ferociously.

Soon, as before, Wen Tao continued to be controlled by the guards on the side, but this time he changed his hand and switched to his left index finger.

"Ten, nine, eight, seven, six..."

As Zheng Michang counted down, Wen Pingyi looked at his wailing son not far away, his heart was full of intolerance, and his inner rationality told him that if he handed over the account books like this today, his Wen family would have no chance of making a comeback , can only be slaughtered by others!

"Five, four, three, two..." Zheng Michang counted, and couldn't help elongating his voice.

At this moment, Wen Pingyi spoke: "Stop, I say, I say!"

Seeing that his goal had been achieved, Zheng Michang asked the guards on the side to stop their movements.And Wen Tao also seemed to be pardoned, and he was relieved, showing the expression of the rest of his life after the catastrophe.

"Tell me, where is the account book?" Zheng Michang stared into Wen Pingyi's eyes and asked.

"The account book is hidden under the third floor tile at the entrance of Wen's Ancestral Hall."

After Wen Pingyi finished speaking, he seemed to have aged a lot.

"You two, go over there and have a look."

After Zheng Michang got the location of the account book, he immediately sent his cronies to the Wen Family Ancestral Hall to check.

"Sir, we found this under the floor tiles!"

After a while, the two cronies rushed back from the ancestral hall, still holding a thick account book in their hands.

"Well, you did a good job."

Zheng Michang's eyes lit up when he saw the account book in the hands of his cronies, and then he took the account book from them and flipped through it.

"On the third day of the first month of last year, Zheng Michang, the chief minister, received 3000 taels of silver! On the third day of the first month of last year, Li Zhiquan, the chief envoy, received 6000 taels of silver! On the fifth day of the first month of last year, Guo Bin, the official secretary, received 600 taels of silver..."

"Okay, Li Zhiquan, an old man, took twice as much money as the official!" Zheng Michang couldn't help cursing secretly after seeing the specific amount on the account book.

After flipping through a few pages casually, Zheng Michang gave up. Without him, there are too many people involved in this!Every sum of money sent by the Wen family can be backed up here.

At this moment, a guard from outside came to report: "Report to the chief minister, the specific properties of the Wen family have been counted out, a total of 8509 million taels! The land under his name is a total of [-] mu. There are also house deeds, mansions, and some antiques and curios."

"What! There are so many!"

After Zheng Michang listened to his subordinate's report, his eyes were full of horror, and his breathing began to become short of breath.

Just when he was about to be unable to restrain his greed, he slapped himself fiercely, and cursed secretly: "Zheng Michang, are you going to kill yourself? His Majesty personally followed up!"

(End of this chapter)