I am a thief in the Tang Dynasty

"Next, let's go to a few more places and spread the news thoroughly."

“You can just go watch the show.”

Xue Li grinned and said admiringly:

"Sanlang, you are really resourceful."

"In this case, the low-key Song family will be dumbfounded when a group of people come to their door!"

Chapter 637: Inside the Yuzi Pavilion, a middle-aged man

Fang Yiyi and Xue Li took a walk around the city.

I can't eat anymore.

However, you can still drink some wine.

Moreover, the further it got, the more drunk he got and the more realistic his acting became!

It’s not yet night.

In Yiyang City, a piece of news was spreading everywhere.

The Yiyang Song family, the leading family among the aristocrats in Yiyang City, started recruiting people for work again.

The pay is good, but I don't know what kind of work I'll be doing, where I'll be doing it, and the hours will be very long, so I don't know when I'll be able to return home.

South of Yiyang City.

Inside a huge house that takes up half of the street.

Inside is a villa with elegant decoration, carved beams and painted buildings.

In a spacious Yuzi Pavilion.

A cold-blooded middle-aged man wearing a round-necked azure silk robe, a gold-threaded white jade belt around his waist, and a top-grade mutton-fat jade hanging from his waist.

Listen to the gurgling sound of water falling from the roof.

Flipping through a rare book in the Song family's collection.

Next to him, there was a hollow incense burner made of gold and silver.

The extremely precious ambergris is burning slowly, emitting wisps of smoke.

A curtain of water falls across the Yuzi Pavilion.

The middle-aged man looked dreamy, like a banished immortal.

A pretty woman draped in pink gauze, her graceful figure visible, walked towards the man with her head lowered.

"My dear, there is news from outside."

"There is suddenly a rumor in the city."

"They said that our Song Group is recruiting..."

A pleasant voice, after an orderly explanation.

The man put down the book and frowned slightly.

"Is there anyone coming to the door?"

The woman shook her head, the veil swayed, and a beautiful scene was revealed.

The man pondered for a moment and then said:

“If anyone comes, they will collect all the crops and replace the tenants who are farming outside the city.”

“Let these people be out in the open.”

"Here!"

The woman bowed and was about to leave.

The man asked again:

"Is there any news from the Governor's Mansion?"

The woman stopped immediately and said quickly:

"Governor Zhao has not sent any message yet."

"But our people said that the Duke of Wei started to scold and swear as soon as he got off the carriage, all the way to the governor's mansion."

"Right now, Wei Guogong is conducting a thorough investigation of Yiyang's taxation."

"We will definitely not find any problems with the account books we prepared for Governor Zhao."

The man shook his head and sighed:

“The biggest problem is that there is no problem.”

"It's too perfect to be normal."

"Duke Wei is an unrivalled strategist and will surely notice this."

"Go and make arrangements. Have our people prepare a more normal account book and secretly meet with Duke Wei to present it to him."

"Here!"

The man continued, "Remember, the account books must include some minor problems of our Song family."

"Here!"

The woman agreed again and waited for a few moments. Seeing that her husband didn't say anything, she picked up the book and started reading it again before turning around and leaving.

after awhile.

The man put down the book, stood up somewhat uneasily, and walked to the water curtain.

He lowered his head and looked at the fish playing in the water.

whispered:

"As soon as Duke Wei arrived, rumors about my Song family started spreading in the city."

"Could it be the Duke of Wei's trick?"

"Could it be that they have set their sights on my Song family?"

The middle-aged man's eyes flickered and he quickly calculated in his mind.

In the governor's mansion.

Zhao Heng was extremely anxious and paced in his duty room with sweat on his forehead.

Whenever I hear footsteps outside.

He trotted to the door and looked through the crack to see what was happening outside.

When I saw account books being carried out from the next room and then carried into the room.

The less anxious Zhao Heng became, the less sweat there was on his forehead.

Sunset and dusk.

Zhao Heng glanced outside the door again.

But this time, his face turned pale, he clenched his fists, gritted his teeth and said:

"Wu Han, you damned bastard, you just can't hope for my well-being, right?"

Chapter 638: I am stupid and incompetent, which disappoints Duke Wei

Wu Han was a military officer in Yiyang Sicang, an eighth-rank official.

He had always been Zhao Heng's confidant.

Two years ago, I wanted to be transferred to a nearby small county to serve as a county magistrate.

After all, the county magistrate is the head of a place.

It is also easy to gain political achievements and money.

It's much more comfortable than being a military officer in Yiyang.

He interceded for Zhao Heng and prepared generous gifts.

Zhao Heng accepted the gift, but did not do anything.

Three days later, Zhao Heng gave the position of county magistrate to his wife's family.

Wu Han was very angry, but there was nothing he could do.

The relationship between the two became subtle.

His words and deeds were not in agreement, and Wu Han began to pretend to obey some government orders but actually disobeyed them.

Zhao Heng was in the wrong, so he turned a blind eye.

But he really didn't expect it.

Wu Han actually stabbed him in the back at this critical moment.

I never thought that the Song family was behind this.

Zhao Heng thought about the dirty things Wu Han had done for him in the early years.

Not angry anymore.

Only panic remained.

He stared at the crack in the door, staring so hard that bloodshot appeared in his eyes.

Until more than three quarters of an hour later.

The door of the house opposite opened.

Wu Han came out sweating profusely and with great respect.

Wait until the door is closed.

Wu Han straightened his chest and raised his head, his face flushed, and he even glanced at Zhao Heng who was on duty.

His eyes were filled with the joy of revenge.

Bang!

Zhao Heng couldn't help but kick open the door and rushed out.

The hideous and distorted face scared Wu Han.

"Wu Han, what a deep hatred I have for you!"

"Stop right there, I'm going to kill you!"

Wu Han at the moment Zhao Heng appeared.

He ran away when he heard Zhao Heng's scolding.

Without even turning his head, he retorted:

"There is no hatred or grudge."

"I am Wu Han, an official of the Tang Dynasty and an official of Yiyang."

"We should clear away the dark clouds over Yiyang."

"Return peace and order to Yiyang!"

When Zhao Heng heard this, he felt extremely depressed.

"Your grandma, what dirty things have you not done?"

"Why are you pretending to be an upright official? If I fall, you..."

Zhao Heng didn't finish his words.

Several guards came running over.

Zhao Heng's mouth was blocked and he was taken to Fang Xuanling's room.

Zhao Heng, kneeling on the ground, looked at Fang Xuanling, who was flipping through the account book with an expressionless face.