Da Song Private Investigator

Chapter 377 The construction of the morgue.

The next day, Hwarang and the others got up very late and felt dizzy after getting up. At this time, Hwarang secretly vowed in his heart that he must drink less alcohol in the future.

But how can you make friends with a group of passionate people without drinking?

Today's sunshine is still vicious, Hualang washed his face after waking up, and then prepared to eat something with Yin Wucuo and the others, but when they passed by Bao Zheng's study, they suddenly heard a very severe scolding inside It was Bao Zheng's voice.

This made Hwarang and the others very puzzled. Bao Zheng had never been so angry when he was not treating prisoners.

After hesitating again and again, Hwarang knocked on Bao Zheng's door, and the door creaked open. Bao Zheng's dark face showed obvious anger. Seeing that it was Hwarang, he didn't say much, but sat back on the chair again. , Waiting for a state office accountant kneeling on the ground.

Hwarang still didn't understand what happened, so he asked, "Why is Brother Bao so angry?"

Bao Zheng snorted angrily, and said: "Earlier this morning, I wanted the accountant to take out some money from the warehouse to rebuild the mortuary, but the accountant refused in every possible way, which made me very suspicious, so I took I went to the warehouse to check the account book, and it turned out to be very good. The warehouse was empty, and there was no money to rebuild the mortuary, but there were tens of thousands of taels of silver written on the account book. Become an empty shell, hum!"

After hearing this, Hwarang and the others were amazed. How could the majestic Duanzhou Yamen not even have the money to build a morgue?

At this time, Bao Zheng said again: "I asked the accountant what was going on, but he couldn't tell the reason. He only said that when Mo Sigong was in office, although he was the accountant, he was only in name. , he was only allowed to handle the income on the account books, and he was not allowed to check the warehouse, so he didn’t know the situation of the warehouse. He only went to see it once after I took office. After discovering this situation, he was very scared and dared not tell I just have to keep it a secret."

Hwarang held his chin and looked at the accountant who was kneeling on the ground and asked, "Is that so?"

The accountant was sweating profusely from fear, and nodded repeatedly at this moment: "That's true, I really don't know why there is no money in the warehouse!"

Looking at the accountant's appearance, it doesn't look like he is lying. If he knew that there was nothing in the warehouse, he might have told Bao Zheng a long time ago. It was the dead Lord Moss.

Hua Lang thought for a moment, and said: "Brother Bao, don't get angry, how about we go to the storeroom to have a look?"

How could Bao Zheng not be angry, but he still nodded, how could he accompany Hua Lang and the others to the warehouse again.

The warehouse in Duanzhou is very big, but there are not many things in it. Hua Lang walked around in it and found a spider. Don't blame the accountant, there used to be a lot of money in it, but it was moved away more than a month ago, or earlier. Look, there are spiders here, which means that there has been no one here for a long time I’ve come to liquidate Ku Yin, and here’s another one, there’s a tear here, it’s very likely that it was left when those people moved Ku Yin.”

After Hualang finished speaking, Bao Zheng fell into deep thought. More than a month ago, Mo Sigong had just resigned from Duanzhou and was about to take up his post in Haozhou. The person responsible for this incident was the Tsingyi Society member who colluded with Mo Si Gong. Now that Mo Si Gong is leaving, it would be a big loss for them to leave these Ku Yin to the next generation, so they moved away immediately after Mo Si Gong left. In this way, even if the next magistrate finds out, there is nothing he can do about Mr. Mo Si, because this happened after Mr. Mo Si left office, and the blame can only be blamed on the poor protection of the state government.

What's more, now that Mo Sigong is dead, they can't even count on him.

But if the imperial court sent people to investigate and found that a large number of Ku Yin had disappeared, Bao Zheng would definitely be blamed, so Bao Zheng and the others now had to find Ku Yin back.

The more Bao Zheng thought about it, the angrier he became, and the more he became more nervous, he finally looked at Hua Lang and asked, "Brother Hua has a good plan?"

Hwarang didn't have a good plan at this time, but he suddenly found an opportunity to make a fortune. If he helped Bao Zheng find these Kuyin that were transported away, could he ask for some rewards from these Kuyin? , Judging from the marks on the ground and the records in the account books, there should be a lot of money here. If you want to ask for more, it's okay.

Hua Lang thought about this, and he laughed unconsciously. Seeing Hua Lang smiling, Bao Zheng thought that he had a good plan, so he hurriedly continued to ask: "Brother Hua has any good plans, please tell me."

Hwarang recovered from his own meditation, and quickly replied: "Actually, it's not a good strategy, but we need to find out whether there is really a lot of money in this warehouse. The accountant didn't come in to see, but Anyone can falsify the account books."

"But how do you figure it out?"

"This is simple. You can find out by calling the big taxpayers in Duanzhou to the state government to inquire."

After hearing Hualang's idea, Bao Zheng immediately ordered the dynasty Ma Han, Zhang Long, Zhao Hu and others to call the big taxpayers in Duanzhou to the state government. These people are all wealthy people in Duanzhou. Being called here now, I am somewhat nervous.

After everyone sat down in the living room, Bao Zheng said: "It's not very interesting to ask you to come here today. It's just because I came to Duanzhou as the magistrate for the first time. I came in and found some problems with the warehouse, so I want to ask, the annual tax Are you all done?"

When everyone heard this, their complexions suddenly turned ugly, and one of them got up and said: "Master Bao, we have paid all our taxes every year. Not only have we paid all the taxes, but we have also paid all kinds of miscellaneous taxes. It is really miserable. !"

"All kinds of miscellaneous taxes?"

The man nodded again and again: "That's right. In addition to collecting the taxes stipulated by the court, the former magistrate also used various methods to collect our taxes, so that we were miserable. Some colleagues were even messed up because of various miscellaneous taxes. The ruin of the family!"

After hearing these words, Bao Zheng frowned even tighter. He did not expect that Mo Sigong's so-called political achievements were obtained through various harsh taxes, but the various miscellaneous taxes he collected were not in the public domain. Write it down in the account book, could it be that he embezzled those miscellaneous taxes for himself?

This is extremely possible. If Mr. Moss hadn't embezzled the money privately, how could the money not be recorded?