"Sir---Sir!"
The servant swallowed nervously, stepped forward and carefully held Magistrate Wen's arm.
Oh my god, who dares to rob Lord Wen’s study? They must be so bold.
Who is Lord Wen? He is the local emperor of Danyun City.
Over the years, no one has ever dared to steal a single needle or thread from the Wen family.
Magistrate Wen shook off the servant's hand and stared blankly at the place where the desk was placed.
After a moment's pause, his gaze shifted to the darkroom door.
Magistrate Wen took a deep breath and walked towards the dark room with a pale face.
With so much gold, it wouldn't be possible for those people to transport it all away so quickly.
At most, you can go in and take a look, remember the approximate number, and report it.
There were only a hundred or so palace guards, and at most one of them could lift 200 kilograms of gold.
The gold in his secret room is not just more than 100 200 kilograms of gold, but more than 1,000 200 kilograms of gold.
Magistrate Wen gritted his teeth and pushed open the door of the dark room.
The servant quickly took out the fire lighter from his arms, blew it up, and followed behind Prefect Wen.
"Um!?"
Magistrate Wen walked into the dark room and twisted the ball in the mouth of the stone lion at the door of the vault.
As a result, the stone gate did not move at all.
He frowned in confusion and twisted the ball again, but the stone door still did not respond.
“…Go up and push it.”
Prefect Wen looked at the stone gate in confusion, took the fire starter from the servant next to him, and asked the servant to push the stone gate.
This mechanism has always been very effective, but now it suddenly stops responding. It may be that the stone door is stuck.
Thinking that the stone gate was stuck and the palace guards would definitely not be able to get in, Prefect Wen felt a little happy.
As long as the gold is not discovered by the palace guards, it will be fine.
The servant rolled up his sleeves and pushed the stone door hard.
The thousand-pound stone door showed no reaction.
Not hearing Magistrate Wen's call to stop, the servant could only grit his teeth and push the stone door with all his might.
"Sir, I can't push it..."
After a moment, the servant looked at Prefect Wen breathlessly and sighed helplessly.
How could he push open such a heavy stone door?
Prefect Wen glanced at the servant and said, "Get out of the way!"
He stepped forward and twisted the ball again.
After waiting for a while, the stone gate still did not respond.
Logically speaking, he must be happy that the stone door could not be opened.
He couldn't get in, and neither could the palace guards.
But now he has to open the stone door and move the gold inside.
All the evidence in his desk was taken away by the palace guards.
That was the knife hanging around his neck.
He had to make arrangements early and send the gold and his family away first.
"Go, call all the guards in the madam's yard."
The servant responded and hurried out.
A moment later, hurried footsteps were heard outside the yard.
Just as Prefect Wen was wondering how the servant could come back so quickly, he saw the housekeeper running in with a sad face.
"Sir, the warehouse has been robbed!"
God knows how scared he was when he saw the warehouse was emptied.
Especially the guards who fell to the ground, he thought they were all killed.
But even if these people didn't die, they would still be in trouble.
The warehouse was emptied, but these guards didn't react at all.
Who knew that when he hurried to the study to report, he found that the guards in the study had also fallen to the ground.
The study in the Wen Mansion is a forbidden area in the mansion.
These guards are also masters carefully selected by Magistrate Wen.
As a result, these masters fell silently.
When the butler saw the empty study, he was only shocked.
The continuous stimulation throughout the morning had made everyone else numb.
Wen Zhifu stared at the butler until sweat dripped down his forehead. Then he sighed softly.
"Go wake up those guards!"
Although the things in the warehouse are also valuable, they are all jewelry given by subordinates as a gift, and they are all worth a lot of money.
But none of that was as terrifying as the loss of the account books in the study.
Gold, silver, and jewelry are lost, and there will naturally be people who will give them back to him out of filial piety.
If the account book is lost, he will be finished and his head will be in danger.
"......." The housekeeper was slightly stunned when he saw the calm Wen Zhifu. "Yes, I will go right away."
After all, he is the prefect, so he can keep his composure.
So many things were lost in the warehouse, but he was so calm.
After watching the housekeeper leave, Wen Zhifu took a deep breath and smiled bitterly.
"You are so good, Emperor Tianwu, you are so clean, you won't leave me any chance to survive."
"Since you are unkind, don't blame me for being unjust..."
Magistrate Wen gritted his teeth, his eyes flashing with resentment.
There is no official in the whole Celestial Empire who is not corrupt. Isn’t this all tacitly acknowledged by Emperor Tianwu?
As long as they don't arouse complaints and complaints from the people, let them do whatever they want.
Every year, they would give most of the money they embezzled to Emperor Tianwu as a gift to fill his treasury.
Don't think that being an emperor doesn't require money.
The emperor is the one who needs money the most.
Rewarding the harem doesn't require money, but holding the empress dowager's birthday, state banquets, etc. all require money.
These money cannot be taken from the national treasury, but can only be taken from Emperor Tianwu’s own private treasury.
Where did Emperor Wu's money come from that day? Wasn't it just the gifts from these corrupt officials?
They are said to be corrupt officials, but in fact the most corrupt person in the Great Celestial Empire is Emperor Tianwu.
Prefect Wen clenched his fists tighter and tighter behind his back.
At this moment, the servant came back hurriedly with a group of guards.
"Sir, everyone is here!"
Prefect Wen raised his chin with a serious face.
"Bring him in and push the stone door."
"Yes!" The personal servant responded, waved to the guards, and led them to the dark room.
When the servant came, he also brought a kerosene lamp, and the dim room was instantly illuminated.
Magistrate Wen followed behind him into the dark room with his hands behind his back.
"You two push harder!" The servant holding a kerosene lamp shouted at the guards.
Two guards stepped forward and pushed hard, but the stone door did not move.
"You two go up and push it too." The servant frowned and pointed to two more guards.
The four guards gritted their teeth and pushed the stone door with a loud noise.
The stone gate remained silent.
"Let's go together!" Prefect Wen frowned and said lightly.
When the guards heard this, they stacked themselves into three layers, and all twelve of them pushed the stone door together with laughter.
"Crack--sizzle--sizzle------sizzle---"
With the combined efforts of the 12 guards, the heavy stone door was pushed open little by little to a half-person gap.
Seeing the gap he could slip in sideways, Prefect Wen took a deep breath and dismissed the guards, "You go wait upstairs."
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