Xiao Lingzhi went downstairs with anger, thinking that Han Mo was so hateful. Every time she saw her, she always had a few frivolous words.

She and Xiaojun went out one after another, feeling embarrassed and hot, so they could only lower their heads and walk forward quickly, with their belts floating around. Xiaojun trotted behind and shouted, "Miss, don't go so fast, I can't keep up with you."

Xiao Lingzhi thought of Han Mo's hateful appearance and clenched her teeth, but when she thought about what Han Mo asked, her heart rippled.

Do you really like him?

If you don't like him, why are you angry because of this sentence? Do you really think Han Mo is frivolous and rude? If you don't like him, why do you care about his marriage and his family with other women? If you don't like him, why can't you help remind him about something at critical moments?

She felt a little confused.

"Miss, be careful!" Xiaojun called out from behind. When Xiao Lingzhi woke up, she felt that her shoulders were hitting against something. The thing was very hard, making her shoulders hurt a little.

Then I felt a gust of wind blowing, and a figure seemed to retreat, but I heard a man's voice saying, "Girl, I'm sorry, are you... okay?"

Xiao Lingzhi raised her head and saw a man's face. The man's eyes were slightly sunken, his nose was straight, and although his figure was not tall, he had an unusual temperament. His pair of deep but indifferent eyes were staring at Xiao Lingzhi's face at this time. When he saw Xiao Lingzhi's face clearly, there was a stunning look in his eyes, and then a smile appeared on the plain face.

Beside this man, he was followed by another burly man. Both of them were dressed in coarse cloth. In the eyes of ordinary people, they were not very eye-catching.

Xiao Lingzhi only said that she was distracted and accidentally bumped into the other party, said with great blessings, and said apologetically: "I'm fine, I've hit you, please don't blame me!"

At this time, Xiaojun had already come forward and pointed at the man and cursed: "Don't you have eyes when walking? You rushed forward and injured my lady. Can you take responsibility?"

This man is just a coincidence, and that is Fengguo Adid.

Adida was extremely proud of her temperament, and she had always been stubborn in her pride. However, when she saw Xiao Lingzhi, she made this man who did not easily show her emotions and bowed to the way the Yan people said: "My fault is sorry!"

Xiao Lingzhi had already said: "Xiaojun, don't blame him, I accidentally bumped into him."

Xiaojun hurriedly said, "No. Miss, I can see clearly. This guy lowered his head while walking, and didn't look at the road. It was his fault that he bumped into you!"

Qu Dihan next to Adid said rudely: "We have apologized, what else do you want?"

Adi glanced at Qu Dihan, and Qu Dihan immediately lowered his head and dared not say anything else.

"Girl, I still have something to do now. Where is your house? When I finish the work, I will definitely come to apologize." Adid tried to make his voice gentle: "I keep my word and I will definitely do it."

Xiaojun curled his lips and said, "Can you come back after leaving? This excuse is too bad."

Xiao Lingzhi had already said, "No need, I'm not injured. If you have something to do, just go!" Without saying much, he quickly left. Xiaojun glared at Adi and then quickly followed.

Adid turned around, looked at Xiao Lingzhi's back, and murmured: "I never thought that there was such a beautiful woman in Yan State!"

Qu Dihan whispered: "Don't ruin things because of a woman."

"I know." Adi's face returned to the indifferent look. Until he could not see Xiao Lingzhi's figure, he whispered: "It's getting dark, let's hurry over!"

Qu Dihan agreed, and the two of them quickly headed towards the city gate.

Xiao Lingzhi walked quickly for a while, slowed down, glanced at Xiao Jun beside her, and whispered: "The two of them just now are from Feng Guo... It seems that Grandpa Gan was not wrong!"

Xiaojun also looked solemn and said, "Miss, are you talking?"

"The whereabouts of these two Feng Guo people are strange. They suddenly appear in Xichun City. It is definitely not easy." Xiao Lingzhi whispered: "I must find out what they want to do!"

At this time, the sky gradually darkened, and there were fewer pedestrians on the street.

Xiaojun whispered: "Miss, I'll go follow them and see what they are going to do. When there is news, I'll come back to report to you!"

Xiao Lingzhi shook her head and said, "Since these two people dare to come to Yichun at this time, they are not ordinary people. Haven't you seen the young man's hands? When he bowed just now, his hands were revealed. They were practicing kung fu... Let's do this, you go back first, I'll follow you."

"No!" Xiaojun said firmly: "Xiaojun cannot let the lady take risks alone."

Xiao Lingzhi sighed lightly: "I came to Yichun. One of the things is related to the people of Fengguo. Now that I meet these two people, I must find out their origin... Forget it, please follow me."

Xiaojun then breathed a sigh of relief and whispered: "Miss, I see that those two guys are quite capable, but they don't seem to be good at following. It's hard for them to discover when we follow them."

"Be careful of everything." Xiao Lingzhi whispered: "Without my instructions, no matter what happens, you must not act rashly!"

Xiaojun looked solemn and nodded.

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Han Mo returned to the camp, but saw Miao Wu waiting outside his tent. Seeing Han Mo coming back, Miao Wu immediately came forward and bowed: "Sir, you are back. I have something important to report to you!"

Seeing Miao Wu's serious expression and knew that something was really important, Han Mo asked him into the tent, "Brother Miao, why is it so urgent?"

"Sir, I may already know where the missing food is hidden!" Miao Wu came forward and whispered.

This shocking sentence of Shi Potian surprised Han Mo and said in a deep voice: "Brother Miao, do you think this is true? Where did you...get the news?" Although Han Mo had been fighting openly and secretly with He Xuezhi, for Han Mo, if he wanted to get He Xuezhi, he had to catch two things, one was the account book, and the other was the whereabouts of the missing food.

Millions of kilograms of grain in the official warehouse of Xichun disappeared, and the previous account books and the treasurer were burned by the so-called fire, and the existing account books were simply unable to be investigated.

The officials of the Xihua Hall also searched everywhere in secret, but could not find the whereabouts of the batch of food. Now Miao Wu has arrived suddenly and knows the whereabouts of the missing food. How could Han Mo not be shocked? Although he was a little excited, he calmed down in an instant. Where did Miao Wu know about it? It is necessary to figure it out.

Miao Wu looked solemn and whispered: "It's a coincidence that when I was releasing food today, I met an acquaintance. He was my fellow villager in Yichun..."

Han Mo knew that Miao Wu was a native of Yichun and belonged to a small village under the flooded Huangmei County. It was normal for him to have fellow villagers here.

"By the way, Brother Miao, is there any news about your family?" Han Mo immediately thought that Miao Wu had his wife and children in Yichun, and couldn't help but ask.

Miao Wu's muscles twitched, and a strange expression flashed through his eyes. He smiled bitterly: "There is no news, I think... it's so good!"

"After a while, the auspicious people will have their own appearance." Han Mo patted Miao Wu's arm and comforted him softly, "Where is your fellow villager now? What does this matter have to do with your fellow villager?"

Miao Wu whispered: "At that time, I was just a few chats. Who knew that my fellow villager actually revealed a huge secret during this chat...!"

"About the missing official grain?"

"Yes." Miao Wu said softly: "He had accidentally revealed a hint of slightest voice, and then he didn't say it. It was me who persuaded me and even used force that he revealed everything he knew."

"Come on, sit down and talk!" Han Mo pulled Miao Wu to sit down on the chair next to him and asked softly: "What did he say?"

Miao Wu pondered, as if he was concentrating on his thoughts, and lowered his voice and said slowly: "Sir, my fellow villager used to do work in the official warehouse of Huangmei County. He didn't do anything, but was just responsible for the work of hard work and the handlebar of pulling a cart."

"Make a handlebar in the Guancang of Huangmei County?" Han Mo held his chin and frowned slightly, listening to Miao Wu continue.

"Yes." Miao Wudao: "I learned from him that in recent years, a very strange thing has happened in the three eastern counties of Yichun, and it is indeed related to food."

"Oh, you can say it carefully!"

"It's like this. Yichun County is a major grain-produced county in Yan, so when the harvest is bumper every year, the tax paid by Yichun County is quite large. All counties are also actively urging grain to collect grain. In addition to paying the taxes that should be paid to the Ministry of Revenue in Central Beijing, the remaining grain must be taken out to be stored in the official warehouse, and the Ministry of Revenue will allocate grain at any time to provide relief."

"I understand this." Han Mo nodded slightly. His father Han Xuanchang was in Donghai County and was responsible for the Qing Lishu, so he was very clear about the tricks in the middle.

Needless to say, the money, grain and tax paid to the court are divided into two parts, part of which is allocated to the private warehouse of the aristocratic family to maintain the expenses of the aristocratic family. After all, the aristocratic family needs to control a place, and various expenses are a large amount of consumption. Without strong money and grain as support, it is not considered a great family. In the final analysis, the strength of the aristocratic family is that the aristocratic family has a rich foundation of money and grain, strong mobilization ability, and complex connections to control a place, otherwise it will be no different from ordinary families.

In this world, after all, the strength of the voice is determined by strength, while strength is determined by the money and manpower behind it.

In addition to the part that the aristocratic family deserves to support the family, the other part is naturally the grain stored in the official warehouses in various places. Although this type of grain in the official warehouse is allocated by the Ministry of Revenue, it does not belong to the court. If there is no special situation, the Ministry of Revenue has no right to mobilize the grain in the official warehouse, and local families and governments cannot easily mobilize this batch of grain.

What the local aristocratic families and governments have to do is to fill the grain with new grain every year to prevent grain from rotting.

The purpose of official grain is mainly to solve local famines in Guanjian. For example, this type of flood and drought is to allocate grain from the Guanjian at the first time. In addition, during war periods, after consultation by the cabinet, it can also be used to transfer grain from the Guanjian to the army and serve as military rations.

In short, the grain of the official warehouse, local governments and aristocratic families must not be moved. If the imperial court wants to move, it will take a special moment and can only be mobilized after deliberation by the cabinet.

"My fellow villager is Miao Yi. According to him, in the past two years, every three or four months, the local magistrate would mobilize a group of people and bring dozens of carts to Xichun County at night." Miao Wu said softly: "Miao Yi happened to be one of the coachmen. According to him, the wages of this group of coachmen transporting grain were quite a lot, but the yamen warned them that if anyone leaked the matter a little, the whole family would be killed."

"Sure enough, there is something wrong with it." Han Mo sneered: "The goods they transported are food?"

Miao Wudao: "Every time they want to get off, the goods are already loaded, dozens of carriages are full of, very heavy, wrapped in large cloth bags, and there are also yamen followers, and no one is allowed to open them. They all travel at night and rest during the day. Every time they transport goods, there are fixed rest points on the way, and they can get to a fixed place to rest at the right time."

"Everything is planned." Han Mo touched his chin and said, "It's so big, the project is very big."

"But Miao Yi once secretly discovered that the goods in the car were grain. In the past two years, Miao Yi had done such things nearly ten times, and each time they were the same group of coachmen. It is said that these coachmen have recorded files in the government. They know where they live and how many people there are. So these coachmen dare not reveal them at all. If I hadn't used the strong, Miao Yi would not reveal them." Miao Wu said in a low voice: "Miao Yi has done a lot, and he is also a smart person. Later, I found that this batch of grain was probably the official grain transported from the official warehouse!"

Han Mo had already thought of this and asked in a deep voice: "Where will that batch of grain be transported to?"

Miao Wu even approached Han Mo and whispered: "According to Miao Yi's explanation, they don't know where the specific destination is. Every time they stop at a rocky hill in the south of Xichun County and throw the food there. Someone specially picks up the food and throws the food away, and they want to leave."

"Stones and granites?"

"Yes!" Miao Wu nodded: "Although Miao Yi didn't know where the food was transported, Bei Zhi vaguely guessed how many points it was. There was only that place, which was the most likely!"

"Brother Miao, where are you talking about?" Han Mo stared at Miao Wu and asked in a low voice.
Chapter completed!