On the third night of the first lunar month, the moon is dark and the stars are sparse.

Outside a warehouse in Huanghuafang, a large number of stubborn men were carrying sacks and putting them on a carriage. When one was filled, the carriage started. In winter, the snow had just melted, and the deep ruts were rolled out, heading towards Chongwenmen Wharf.

As early as the Yuan Dynasty, the small street in Chaoyangmen was bounded as the boundary, called Huanghuafang in the east, Sichengfang in the west, and Huanghuafang in the Ming Dynasty was collectively called Huanghuafang. Huanghuafang had four cards and twenty-one shops, including Wuxue, Wangfucang, Lumicang, Wudewei, Xingwuwei, Baotaowei, Longhuwei, Zhihua Temple, and Erlang Temple. In the Hutong in Huanghuafang, there was also the famous Jiaofangsi in the capital.

Chen Xi was standing at the entrance of the alley of ourshutong. He looked up at the sky. Fatty Zhou hurried over: "Seventh Master, it's time to set off."

There were not many people in Chenxi, including Tang Hu and several others who escorted him to Beijing from Tingzhou Prefecture, as well as Fatty Zhou's entourage, but there were fewer people Jiang Liwei promised to allocate.

Yu Niang did not show up that night, and Chen Xi could only act according to the plan he had learned about for a while.

There were a total of six cars and horses. Currently, one was driven by Fatty Zhou himself, and Chen Xi sat next to him. The carriage and horses were moving forward slowly. Before they even approached the warehouse, a large number of people in casual clothes surrounded the carriages. Chen Xi learned from Yu Niang that these people were not ordinary guardians, but officials and soldiers of the court.

The thief is an officer and a soldier, but the one who catches the thief is the ordinary people. This is really a bit funny.

"Who?"

A few people came over from the warehouse. They were so dark that they couldn't see clearly, but the person who asked was a little old and sounded like they were about fifty years old.

As the people approached, Chen Xi and Fatty Zhou jumped out of the carriage. Without waiting for Chen Xi's orders, Tang Hu had already brought people forward and drove a road from the surrounding officers and soldiers to facilitate Chen Xi and Fatty Zhou to pass.

The night was solemn and Chen Xi could only act calmly as much as possible, but he cursed Jiang Liwei in his heart.

Jiang Liwei said that this trip was not dangerous. But now it seems that these people are afraid of leaking the news and killing people to silence them. With the few people he and Fatty Zhou brought, they are not enough to resist so many fully armed officers and soldiers.

Chen Xi walked forward a few steps and was blocked by two crossed long knives. He quickly stopped, took out a letter from his arms, and handed it to Fatty Zhou next to him.

Fatty Zhou took it respectfully and handed the letter to the officers and soldiers blocking the road.

One of the officers and soldiers put away their long swords and forwarded the letter to the person behind.

At this time, the lanterns gathered one after another. When the old man narrowed his eyes and looked at Chen Xi, waved his hand, blocked the road and the officers and soldiers around him retreated.

Chen Xi's heart was pounding. This was more dangerous than drug dealings, and he was the undercover agent who stood up to meet with the drug lord.

"Go inside and talk."

The old man first asked Chen Xi and his friends to go there, but there were too many people not allowed to accompany him. Only Fatty Zhou, Tang Hu and a few followers were allowed to follow him.

The old man walked at the end with his men, but he was not in front of him to lead the way. He was also afraid that Chen Xi and his men would attack him from behind.

When the group arrived outside the warehouse, the grain transportation work continued. There was a simple wooden house on the right side of the gate. When they entered, there was a tung oil lamp on a simple wooden table next to the window. The light was dim, but at least they could see the face clearly.

"Please sit."

The old man came in with seven or eight burly men holding long swords and greeted him politely. Then his eyes fell on Shen Xi. Chen Xi had already taken off his black cloak. He looked surprised, obviously he didn't expect that the young man who came to the joint was a twelve or thirteen years old.

The old man sat down and immediately came up with a scholar in his forties and stood beside him. He was probably a master or an aide. The old man asked, "What's the name?"

"Submit Chen." Chen Xi replied in a strong Hakka accent.

The old man didn't understand very much, so he pricked up his ears and listened again before he could roughly understand, but his eyebrows were locked very deeply: "Why aren't you from Huguang?"

Chen Xi changed into official language and said, "Fujian, Tingzhou Chamber of Commerce."

The old man picked up the letter and looked at it again, a sneer appeared on his face: "Tingzhou, I have never heard of anything."

The master behind the old man leaned over and whispered: "Mr. An was planted on the ground in Tingzhou..."

"You need to give me some advice?"

The old man glanced at the man coldly, then turned around and said, "Tingzhou Chamber of Commerce has heard a little. I heard that the business on Fujian is booming, but it has never been involved in Jiangbei's business. Why did you think about starting official grain?"

Chen Xi thought to himself: "Is it really official grain stored in this warehouse? Doesn't that mean that someone openly transported the rice and grain stored in the imperial court to other places to sell and make huge profits."

Moreover, since these people call An Rusheng "Master An", An Rusheng has helped these people with discounts on smuggling and selling official grains.

When the Tingzhou Chamber of Commerce helped An Rusheng transport grain, most of them did not use it for disaster relief, but were sent to another place by An Rusheng. It seemed that it was related to this group of people.

Chenxi Road: "The Tingzhou Chamber of Commerce used to do business with the prefect An... In the first year, there was a worm disaster in the south and rice prices soared. I heard that there were cheap rice and grain here, so I came to contact us."

The old man nodded slightly, but put the letter Chen Xi had handed over to the table and patted it gently: "Where does the letter come from?"

This question was spoken in pure Fujian-Western Hakka dialect. The old man pretended not to understand before, mainly to numb others. In fact, he was very familiar with the accents everywhere, and others might get stuck if they were not careful. Chen Xi was about to reply, but the old man pointed to Fatty Zhou next to Chen Xi and said, "You will answer."

People who do beheading business are very careful in their work. Chen Xi just said the Western Min dialect, and it is very likely that they are from the Western Min. But if the followers around Chen Xi don’t understand, then something will be strange. Fatty Zhou smiled and replied in official language: "This head of the family, I follow the young master to do things, but I am not a native of Tingzhou, but I understand what you always say. You are asking where the letter comes from, but in fact, this letter... was taken over by us halfway through. Haha."

The old man was furious when he heard this and slapped the table and stood up.

This seemed to be a secret code. More than a dozen officers and soldiers holding swords and guns rushed in from outside and surrounded Chen Xi and others in the center. Fatty Zhou, Tang Hu and others were all frightened, but Chen Xi's face did not change. Because when Chen Xi learned about the plan, he had already guessed that such a result might be.

The old man sneered: "You can transfer this business as you want? How about the people from the Huguang Rice and Grain Store that had been agreed upon?"

Chen Xi stretched out his hand to touch his smooth chin, and his face was deep: "That's said it was robbed. Are you more satisfied? Or in your mind, our Tingzhou is just a small place, and the Tingzhou Chamber of Commerce can only settle in a corner to do some small business transactions. But we have money. Have you heard of the silver number first created by Tingzhou Prefecture? Nanjing City also has branches of our Chamber of Commerce. All northern provinces have the New Year pictures and comic strips we have published, and we have the courage to do a big business."

Hearing this, the old man's tone became a little calmer: "Just you?"

Chen Xi asked, "Do you have heard of Song's family in Fuzhou?"

One sentence changed the old man's face, which showed that he knew about the woman Song Xier.

Logically speaking, a person with an official background in the capital is unlikely to know the local snake in Fuzhou thousands of miles away.

Chen Xi actually spoke and tried it out. After seeing the old man's face, he finally connected the whole thing in his heart.

The leads are all on Yu Niang.

The source of the matter can be traced back to Ma Wensheng's use of troops to the northwest, and the imperial court was short of food. Emperor Hongzhi sent Liu Daxia to Xuanfu to manage military salaries.

Liu Daxia suddenly visited Tingzhou and said that it was for the case of An Rusheng colluding with bandits. It would be better to say that he was tracing the whereabouts of the imperial treasury grain. Unfortunately, An Rusheng was just used by others, so Liu Daxia could not find any useful clues from him.

Later, Yu Niang appeared in Fuzhou City, which should have been done by Liu Daxia.

With his relationship with Fujian commander Fang Guan, Song Xier, who was called wind and rain in Fuzhou, was probably involved in the burglary and sale of grain in the warehouse, so Liu Daxia sent Yu Niang to investigate.

Chen Xi tried to guess that although Yu Niang was the head of the Tingzhou Jiaofangs. She was doing a business of laughing, she secretly followed the orders of the factory guards, helped inquire about information and supervised the local government.

Before, Yu Niang mentioned that her "dead husband" had an old age with Ma Wensheng. It should not be an old friend, but had worked under Ma Wensheng, and perhaps what she did was intelligence investigation. According to Yu Niang's thoughts, she wanted to escape from the suffering of the official office as soon as possible, but even if she left the funeral scene, she had to continue working for the court. She had to work hard for any of her assignments.

This just explains why Yu Niang has a martial arts master, Xier, and is capable of affecting the Fujian Provincial Administrator and Censor. Because Liu Daxia is the position of the left deputy chief censor and the deputy chief censor, he is the exclusive supervisor of the inspector, impeaching all officials, defending the wrongdoers, and admiring the immediate superiors of the various officials.

If you do not obey Liu Daxia's greetings, with the darkness of this Fujian Provincial Examination, the officials of the Fujian Provincial Administrative and Censorial Office may be basically wiped out.

The old man was silent for a moment and smiled disdainfully: "Song Dangjia, who is that?"

Chen Xi curled his lips: "It's okay if you don't know. The size of the country is just a local snake. He had a conflict with our Tingzhou Chamber of Commerce. We contacted some friends in the martial arts world and gave them... Haha... How could the rice and grain store in Huguang be spared?"

The old man's face suddenly became ferocious and terrifying.

Obviously, Song Xier's death is not among the plans of this group of people. Perhaps they were also pursuing Song Xier's whereabouts before. It was not that they were concerned about Song Xier's life and death, but that they were afraid of revealing their affairs.

The old man's face finally returned to calm down and said lightly: "You friends in the world, I think... are Japanese pirates on the coast?"

Chen Xi had a confident smile on his face. Even if he was surrounded by officers and soldiers, he remained calm enough, because through this conversation, he knew that these people had gradually fallen into the trap.

The businessman is not about friendship and relationships, but about actual interests!

Chen Xi could judge that the group of Huguang rice and grain merchants who were doing business with these people might have been intercepted by the court and found a letter from the link. Jiang Liwei took the trick and used the Tingzhou Chamber of Commerce as a guise to continue to trade with this group of people who stole official grain, leading to the envoy behind the scenes.

In this matter, Chen Xi was indeed used by Jiang Liwei, but fortunately, he made the whole story clear, which was helpful for him to see the situation clearly.

Chen Xidao: "Japanese pirates? We are not going to be friends with those thieves. We just found some people who know Japanese dialect and performed a play. Unfortunately, Song Dangjia was big and brainless, so he was fooled."

The old man asked quickly, "Where is her now?"

"Yellow Spring."

Chen Xi pointed to the ground and said calmly.

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ps: The fifth update!

It was already half past ten when I came back from dinner with my friend. The emperor quickly wrote and took more than two hours to finally get a chapter out! Since I was drunk and rushing to the manuscript, this chapter may be a bit unsatisfactory, but I basically want to express the meaning of the expression clearly. I believe everyone knows the origin of Chen Xi, the Fujian Provincial Examination Jieyuan!

Well, tomorrow, oh no, it should be said that today, the emperor will strive for an outbreak. Please support me. Subscriptions and monthly tickets must not be missing! (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!