Under the shock of Weishan camp, the Caobang gang members lined up obediently.
The police officers of Jingzhao Mansion were in a dilemma.
"Master Yang! There are too many prisoners! The prison in Jingzhao Mansion cannot hold them all!"
Yang Qingyuan was embarrassed. Although he knew that there were many Cao Gang members to be arrested, he did not expect that there would be eight or nine hundred people.
"It doesn't matter. We put them in the prisons of Dali Temple and Jingzhao Mansion respectively. They are squeezed together. They are not allowed to stay in the inn! If it is not enough, I will personally discuss it with the commander of Beizhen Fusi and borrow it.
Imprisonment!"
He said the most arrogant words in the calmest tone, "Jail," which is a place where ten people enter and nine corpses leave dead. There is no fear of scaring people to death.
If it is really because there is not enough space, people have to be imprisoned in imperial prisons. I believe most people will understand. After all, the imperial court has its own difficulties. What’s wrong with being a little crowded!? Just for such a trivial matter, go and open an imperial edict.
Hell, is this ridiculous?!
"Any question?!"
"No...no more!"
After understanding the will of the big boss, the ordinary gang members of the Cao Gang and the agents of Jingzhao Mansion were tied together with hemp ropes, ten people to one rope. Under the escort of the sergeants of Weishan Camp, they went to Dali Temple and Jingzhao Mansion.
In the prison of the mansion.
Yang Qingyuan handed over the matter to Weishan Camp to attend the Li Zhi Festival, and took everyone from Dali Temple to the dock.
Due to the strict inspection of incoming and outgoing ships the day before yesterday, numerous ships were stranded and the dock warehouses were almost full.
Seeing this, Yang Qingyuan couldn't help but sneered. Once the inspection was strict, so many ships and cargo would be stranded, and Mao Ni didn't even want to know about it.
Yang Qingyuan sent people to the Water Transport Department to bring all the registration files of all ships and cargo.
Here is the cargo registration of every merchant ship, and of course, most of them are fake.
Yang Qingyuan looked at the file in his hand and found the corresponding merchant ship.
This was a cargo ship that had just sailed into Shendu. Before it had time to unload, the water transport terminal was searched repeatedly by Six Doors. Finally, after the six doors were gone, Yang Qingyuan, the god of plague, was ushered in, and the water transport terminal was completely destroyed.
After the ban, the merchant ship stopped here.
According to the records in the case file, the ship was transporting Qiantang lotus root powder, and taxes were paid based on the price of the lotus root powder.
"Are you the owner of this merchant ship?!"
Yang Qingyuan asked as he looked at the businessman who was brought to him.
"That's right, villain!"
The businessman was a little nervous, maybe because of the group of sword-wielding soldiers around him, or maybe because of other reasons.
"Can you make money by transporting these lotus root powder all the way from Qiantang, Yuezhou to the capital?!"
"Hahaha! You're just making a living! I'm just a shipping guy! I was entrusted by my employer to transport this batch of goods from Qiantang to the capital! I don't know if this is profitable or not!"
It is stated in the case file that the ship carried 5,000 kilograms of Qiantang lotus root powder at a price of five cents per kilogram and received a tax of five taels.
"Let's go! Get on board for inspection!" Yang Qingyuan jumped onto the ship with a slight jump, and the three detectives also jumped on the cargo ship.
Yang Qingyuan walked to a loading box and said to the policeman on the side: "Open it and take a look!"
A policeman came forward and opened a box. Inside was a pile of oil paper bags, which were wrapped quite tightly. The policeman took out one and opened it. It contained white powder.
The policeman dipped some in it and tasted it, "Hmm! It's quite pure!?"
Just as the police officer was about to turn around and report, he saw that Yang Qingyuan's face seemed to be filled with question marks.
Brother, did you go to the wrong set? We are here to investigate smuggling! We are not here to detect drugs! And where did you learn such skilled business techniques?
The policeman also realized that his behavior just now was a bit strange, and he smiled and said, "Sir, the humble wife likes to eat lotus root starch, so I know a little bit about this!"
Yang Qingyuan glanced at the wooden boxes around him and asked someone to pull out a wooden box from the middle and open it.
It was also filled with oil paper bags, but it was obviously different from the previous box. Even the wrapping method was different, and it was wrapped twice.
Yang Qingyuan took out one of the packages and opened it, and a refreshing fragrance came out of it.
Tea, fine tea.
Although Yang Qingyuan is considered a scholar, he does not understand wine or tea. But even so, he also knows that the price of tea is much higher than that of lotus root starch, and the departure point of this ship is Qiantang, so these teas should probably be Longjing.
Yang Qingyuan took the bag of tea, jumped off the merchant ship, and found Li Xunhuan.
Li Xunhuan knew a thing or two about the elegant affairs of celebrities such as tea and wine.
Li Xunhuan took the tea and smelled it, "Brother Yang, the quality of this ship's tea is good! They are all top-quality West Lake Longjing! This must be worth a lot of money!"
“What price does this tea cost on the market!?”
If one were to find one government office that understood market prices best among the many government offices in the Zhou Dynasty, it would definitely not be the Ministry of Household Affairs, but the Metropolitan Procuratorate.
This group of professional trolls, led by Cheng Qingsong, the Chief of the Metropolitan Procuratorate and the Right Imperial Censor, hangs out in the streets every day, goes deep into the grassroots, collects information, and reports on the news. In a sense, it can be regarded as a special intelligence department.
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Li Xunhuan picked up a small piece of tea and put it into his mouth, "This quality is estimated to cost five taels of silver per catty!"
Five taels of silver per catty of tea was turned into fifty cents per catty of lotus root starch on the record, and the tax receivable was suddenly less than one percent of the original amount.
Moreover, the tea tax is different from the ordinary commercial tax. Ordinary tea is taxed two times out of ten, and fine tea is taxed three times out of ten.
Even if the tax is two-tenths of a pound, a pound of tea still requires a tax of one tael!
If there were one thousand kilograms of such tea on the ship, that would be one thousand taels of tax money!
No wonder the Xungui Group wants to do this smuggling business. The profit margins for these people to evade taxes are huge.
"Find someone to count the tea leaves on the ship!"
Then Yang Qingyuan walked to a merchant ship according to another record.
This merchant ship is obviously smaller. This merchant ship is transported from the capital to the north.
According to the records, all the goods transported on it were linen, with a total of two thousand pieces of linen.
The market price of a piece of linen is one hundred and fifty cents, one of ten taxes, and fifteen cents of tax money, totaling thirty thousand cents, which is thirty taels.
"Haha!" Yang Qingyuan's face twitched slightly. This person who falsified accounts has no care at all! Even if your shipment of linen is shipped to the North, how much can you buy? How much profit can you make?!
I'm afraid it's just enough to cover the freight. We'd know there was something wrong with the ship even if we didn't check it.
Sure enough, after the Dali Temple detectives peeled off the outer layer of linen, they found that the inside was filled with silk and satin.
The market price of silk satin requires at least ten taels of silver per piece, and one of the ten taxes requires at least two thousand taels of silver.
I randomly found two ships with problems on their books, and the amount of tax evasion amounted to 3,000 taels!
Yang Qingyuan did not expect that the water transport of the Great Zhou Dynasty had been so corrupted.
