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Chapter 333 Chapter 332 Robbery is just a convenience, saving talents is the key

Magistrate Fang thought that most of the grain in the city's warehouses had been taken out by his orders and sold to the victims at high prices in cooperation with the big merchants in Nanyang City.

Now people don't even have money to buy life-saving medicine, and even fewer people can afford to buy food.

Even if this food is not taken to provide disaster relief, it will not be sold for a while. When there is enough food after the autumn harvest and other merchants sell it, the food will be even less valuable.

It's better to think of ways to embezzle more money from this batch of disaster relief money, which is the right thing to do.

Ordinary corruption and bribery were not enough for him to ransom an oiran back for fun. Taking advantage of the flood epidemic, Fang Zhifu was ready to make a fortune.

Most of the money from selling the food in the treasury has been sent to the house of a certain big shot in the capital. As a fourth-grade prefect, he doesn't have the guts to do this, and even if he could, he wouldn't be able to pocket it.

Among the merchants, there were two big merchants who sold herbal medicines, ran medicine shops, and hired doctors to treat them. They wanted An Xin to buy their medicinal materials at high prices.

An Xin can also get a [-]% bonus rebate from it.

This is probably because they also knew that An Xin had brought an imperial doctor here this time, and they also knew that the epidemic was contagious, but not serious.

As long as there is medicine to treat it, although it will not be cured for a while, except for the frail elderly or young children, other people in the prime of life will not die in a short time after they get the disease.

The reason why so many people died in Nanyang Mansion this time was not entirely due to the plague, but also due to natural disasters and man-made disasters.

During the epidemic, these businessmen with bad consciences did everything they could to raise the prices of food and medicinal materials that were in short supply.

An Xin seemed to be lying on the table in a daze. She nodded her head no matter what the officials and merchants in Nanyang said, which made Dr. Tang and the others anxious.

Those who wanted to plot against An Xin while she was drunk took out the contract and writing brush prepared in advance and asked her to sign.

Even Liu Boxing and Zheng Xiaoling couldn't help but want to stop them, but Li Ziyu forcibly suppressed them in their seats with their eyes.

When those officials and businessmen felt that their plot had succeeded, they took the contract with a smile and saw that it was supposed to be signed by the name of An Xin, the supervisory censor.

Everything was drawn into a circle of curses by her drunken eyes. She almost couldn't hold back her irritable temper. She went up to fight in a group and looked up at the drunkard An who was giggling at them.

Magistrate Fang touched the note and put it in his arms and An Xin signed it so that he could transfer the disaster relief money. He was secretly glad that he was smart enough to take advantage of the fact that the female censor could still write her name.

Otherwise, I have to be like these people now, working all night in vain with a smiling face, and gaining nothing.

An Xin, who was lying on the desk, had a sly look in her eyes. She touched it secretly and put it in her sleeve pocket. Under Li Ziyu's supervision, the prefect approved the food release document, and she closed her eyes with satisfaction.

They have been foxes for thousands of years, and the prefect Fang insists on playing with her in chatting, painting walls, and blowing out lamps.

When the man next to him saw An Xin being so drunk, he seemed to be very concerned and asked the maid to bring her a cup of tea to relieve her hangover. When he helped An Xin feed her.

An Xin suddenly took the tea cup in his hand and poured it into the man's mouth, "Little beauty, come... drink... drink..."

No matter how much the man struggled, it was to no avail. In the end, he was forced to drink tea, and An Xin seemed helpless and fell back on the table.

He was still shouting, "Drink...drink..."

The man looked in horror at the dignified-looking, tall and slender female officer wearing a purple official uniform, who was lying on the desk in front of him, and was yelling, "Drink...drink...".

She didn't understand how she couldn't move even when she was holding her hand just now, and even drank the tea he was about to feed her.The man thought of something and looked like he was about to vomit, only to find that the prefect Fang was staring at him coldly. At this time, he stood up and ran out without caring about the situation.

Everyone looked at the man who ran out strangely, frowned, and murmured in a low voice: "The hustler we found there is so unruly."

"..."

Magistrate Fang's face turned even darker. He didn't understand why he was hosting a banquet at his house. Who brought this unruly person? No need to ask.

An Xin, who was lying on the desk, curled up her lips. This time she really wanted to thank the Ergouzi system for reminding her, otherwise she would really drink this cup of tea that contained the plague.

She accepted the gift from the Fang Magistrate.

Those who should have achieved their goals have already achieved it. Those who have not achieved it look at An Xin's drunken appearance and think that besides drawing circles and cursing themselves, there is nothing else they can do.

So the banquet ended in a hurry when An Xin was drunk and unconscious, and was helped out by Zheng Xiaoling while vomiting.

An Xin and the others got on the carriage and returned to the house where they lived, and then two maids arranged to serve her. They took care of her until midnight before she calmed down and went to sleep.

The two maids who were struggling wanted to knock her out.

However, after An Xin's troubles, the two maids who stayed in the room next to hers that night, claiming that they could be on call to serve her, slept very soundly. They had no dreams until dawn.

However, the person who had been making a lot of noise and not sleeping at all since he came back, playing drunken tricks on them, changed into night clothes after they left, and when he came out, he glanced in the direction of the corridor, flew out of the house and disappeared into the night.
Li Ziyu, who was standing behind the pillar in the corridor, walked out expressionlessly, his eyes as bright as cold stars lowered, he glanced at the corpse on the ground, and his thin lips parted lightly: "Take care of it."

"Yes." A man in black walked over, picked up the spy who was on the ground and died on the spot after being struck in the vital part by his master while spying on the supervisor, and jumped over the wall and left.

An Xin knew that she couldn't deceive Li Ziyu, who was keen and observant, by pretending to be drunk. He also knew that he had been outside since she came back because he was worried.

After leaving the house, An Xin first visited the prefect's house. This kind of thieves became familiar again and again. An Xin found the small treasury hidden by the prefect of Fang without much effort.

I roughly counted more than 2 yuan in cash, [-] yuan in banknotes, and a whole box of other treasures and jewelry.

It's true that three years of being a poor magistrate cost one hundred thousand snowflakes of silver.

An Xin put them all into the secret room with a wave of his big hand. He came here today to rob the prefect's small treasury just by the way. Saving people is the key.

Under the guidance of the system, An Xin found the target for which she came out tonight, the dungeon set up by Fang Zhifu's family.

When General Liu and Dr. Su saw An Xin walking in swaggeringly, they would have cried if they hadn't cared about their old face, "Why did you come so late?"

After An Xin heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched and goosebumps broke out all over his body.

"Stop making trouble and speak politely." An Xin rubbed his arm, "You're not a handsome man who shows off his squeamishness to anyone."

Old Doctor Su glared at An Xin and said dissatisfiedly: "Smelly girl, I know you value sex over friends."

"At any rate, you're here, otherwise I and I would have handed over this old bone here." Mr. Liu also said.

An Xin looked at the other people in the secret cell and asked politely: "Do you want to go together?
I still prefer to stay in this cool place and go out after this summer. "

(End of this chapter)