It's time for a showdown, all the powerful officials in Beijing are my students!

When the magistrate hesitated to say that the disaster relief money had been stolen, he faced three pairs of suspicious eyes in the hall and three sneers at the door.

"I've never heard of anyone daring to steal from the government office. I've learned a lot."

Can the prefect Fang say that the disaster relief money was directly brought to his house last night and was not placed in the government warehouse where government money is stored?

If that were the case for him and those officials who wanted to embezzle part of the disaster relief funds, Sima Zhao's intentions would be known to everyone.

However, facing everyone's suspicious looks, Fang Zhifu suddenly felt that he was unable to defend himself.

An Xin looked away, picked up the tea cup and took a sip, then put it down with a clang.

Magistrate Fang was startled, and looked up at An Xin, whose lips were raised into a sneer.

"Prefect Fang, it's better not to joke around. I have your receipt of the disaster relief money here."

An Xin tapped his fingers lightly on the table, making a thumping sound that made people's hearts beat: "Whether you really lost it or pretended to have lost it, I will see these 30 taels of silver.

The money was distributed to the people of Nanyang according to their population, allowing them to rebuild their homes that were destroyed by floods.

If anyone dares to have any idea about this batch of silver, I don't mind letting him know the strictness of Daqian's laws. "

Magistrate Fang's face turned red and panic flashed in his eyes. He had been an official for so many years, how could he not know that losing the disaster relief money was a capital crime of beheading.

Seeing that An Xin and others did not believe that the disaster relief money had been stolen, and even believed that he was the one responsible for the theft, Magistrate Fang really wanted to stand up and curse.

He had that idea, but he also knew that with this person here, it would be impossible to embezzle everything.

"I advise the prefect to go back and distribute the disaster relief money to the people as soon as possible. Otherwise, don't blame me for writing a letter to accuse you of being unfavorable in your work."

Wanting to cause her to contract the plague, An Xin curled her lips and sneered, "My aunt won't let you go bankrupt and take your last name."

When Magistrate Fang left An Xin and the others and returned to his own residence, he also saw that the Nanyang officials who came to see him were also peeking at him suspiciously, and he threw the tea cup in his hand angrily.

Thinking that before she left, An Xin had given him three days to start distributing disaster relief money to the people, otherwise she would send someone to send a [-]-mile rush to the emperor to give him a copy.

At that time, there is no guarantee that the things he did before he was investigated will be revealed. At that time, he will not be able to chop off even one head.

So Fang Zhifu looked at the Nanyang officials in front of him who were following him for corruption.

"I don't care whether you believe it or not, but the disaster relief money was really stolen by thieves, and this matter cannot be publicized. Don't forget that several of you officials signed for it at the time.

If the imperial court learns that we have lost the disaster relief money, at least our homes will be confiscated and we will be exiled, or at worst our heads will be in danger. "

These Nanyang officials couldn't wait to go back to last night and they would definitely not follow them. Now the money was not corrupted, but instead they made a mess.

"Then the supervisor and Governor Li who visited here know about this matter. Will they report this matter to the court?" an official asked.

Magistrate Fang frowned and glanced at everyone with a sinister expression, "She said that as long as we start distributing disaster relief money within three days, they will treat it as if nothing happened.

So you don’t want us all to be involved together, and what we have done over the years will be investigated, and then we will die even more miserably.

I will take half of it, and you will share the rest equally and make up half. Let's smooth this matter out together, or else we all have to wait to die. "After saying that, the magistrate threw up his sleeves and left. He has been corrupt in recent years, but he also spent a lot on his luxurious life in private.

Now he is asked to take out 15 taels of silver at once. It can be said that this is all the money he can mobilize. The rest are shops and houses that he received privately from others. These fixed properties cannot be realized at once.

After the magistrate Fang left, angrily whispered discussions broke out in the hall.

"When the silver was brought into his house, it was up to him to decide whether it was lost or not. Who knows whether it was stolen or not?"

"Yes! Why should we provide money to fill his hole?"

"Yeah, who says it's not?"

"..."

A dozen officials, big and small, were muttering, but no one dared to speak out loud. After all, they were still in the hands of others, and they didn't dare to complain too loudly.

They didn't want to collect this amount of money, but when they saw the unquestionable look that Magistrate Fang looked at them before leaving, they knew that they had to get this amount of money.

Otherwise, once this incident is over, they will no longer be able to hang out in the Nanyang government office.

In order to collect the remaining half of the money, more than a dozen Nanyang officials were arguing endlessly, each talking about his own difficulties.

A few high-ranking officials would definitely get a lot when they committed corruption. They left a sentence, "I will give you 5000 taels. You can do what you want." Then they walked away.

The rest of the seven or eight people who usually followed behind to drink soup discussed it over and over. I had eight thousand, you seven thousand, and they divided it up noisily, and then they all left the magistrate's mansion in disgrace.

There is no longer the joy and laughter of everyone embezzling together, and they look like they are getting along harmoniously. If they were not concerned about face and wanted to pay less, they would start fighting.

The prefect here walked into the small treasury where he hid his bribes. When he saw that it was empty and there was not even a coin left for him, he sat on the ground with his head dizzy.

Who on earth not only stole the disaster relief money, but also emptied his private treasury without a word.

"Who is it? Who is it?!" Magistrate Fang roared with scarlet eyes and gritted his teeth: "Don't let me catch you, or I'll have to skin you and convulse you."

The magistrate Fang, who had lost his money, had to sell all his properties to collect half of the money for disaster relief. However, for a while, those properties could not be turned into cash in time.
When the butler hurriedly came to report that the servants who were going to deliver food today discovered that the doctors who were imprisoned in the secret cell in the backyard had also been rescued.

So Fang Zhifu, who was furious, his eyes blackened and fainted. Fang Zhifu woke up after lying at home all day, and came to the house where court officials lived again the next day.

Unfortunately, An Xin and the others had already taken the voucher signed by him to carry grain from the granary of Nanyang Mansion to a farther place for disaster relief, and they would not be back until a few days later.

In the end, Magistrate Fang could only walk out of the house where officials were being received with a dejected look on his face. He looked back at the vermilion gate and thought that all his bad luck in the past few days had happened after these people came.

Magistrate Fang's heart was agitated, his eyes flashed with a cold light, then he turned around, got into the sedan and left here.

When An Xin and others went to distribute relief food this time, they also took the three imperial doctors and Dr. Su who were hiding in the teahouse with them, and also took away the medicinal materials they brought from the capital.

The prefect Fang didn't pay attention to these things for a while because of the disaster relief funds these days, but he placed people around An Xin and the others.