Wan Mingyan paused and said,

"But the Wuliang wine in Xufu is famous, it is a tribute wine that was ordered during the Yongle period. It has been offered in this way for so many years. Since our family acquired the management rights of Wuliang wine in the North, we have made it our own

In the north, the ones offered to the palace were transported from the Xu Mansion by a special person and a car. After being transported to the capital, they had to be stored in our winery for a while. First, they were to check the quality of the wine, and second, they were to inspect the transportation.

There may be damage in it, and it will be sent to the palace later..."

After saying that, he looked at Mou Biao and said,

"There is a huge wine cellar underground in our winery. The tribute wine is stored in a special wine cellar..."

Mou Biao thought about it and asked,

"As far as I know, aren't all offerings purchased exclusively by the palace and transported by a dedicated person? Why are you different here?"

Wan Mingyan said,

"The little official doesn't know that this kind of wine is not as good as other things, and it pays great attention to storage. When it comes to sunny and rainy during transportation, it may change the quality of the wine. The road is long and there are too many losses on the road. Ten jars of wine arrived in Beijing.

Most of the time left is three or four jars. In order to prevent the palace from being used, a batch of tribute wine is delivered to the capital every other month. First, it is stored in a wine cellar dedicated to our winery, and we can check it.

Only after the wine was served, dared to send it to the palace..."

Mou Biao nodded,

"I understand...their uncle and nephew secretly tribute wine while working in the winery..."

The two of them looked very ugly, Wan Mingyan nodded,

"At that time, they bought a house, and the young man also wondered in his heart that it was difficult for the uncle and nephew to buy a house in the capital every month. At first, we thought it was their usual frugality and sting it out.

Yes, I didn't expect..."

They actually stole the tribute wine and sold it, and saved the money to buy a house. This kind of thief who was traitors who were stolen from the outside were the ones who were gritting their teeth no matter where they were placed!

Mou Biao nodded and thought about it and asked,

"Do you know where will they sell this wine when they stolen it?"

The two of them thought for a while and said,

"The tribute wine is famous and cannot be sold openly outside. It can only be sold to experts who know the goods, and it is traded privately..."

The manager thought for a while,

"I know that some experts in the industry want to buy these tribute wines in private..."

Wan Mingyan said,

"But from the young perspective, those experts who dare to buy tribute wine have rich backgrounds, and there are many wealthy businessmen and nobles. According to their uncle and nephew, most of them will not know such people. There should be someone who is a matchmaker.

That's..."

Mou Biao nodded,

"Wandong's words make sense!"

When asked, it was the matter of the Jinyiwei. This kind of private secret business and tribute wine will probably be carried out in the black market. They have to find ways to find the person who is making a match.

The Jinyiwei knew that the above was a white path, but in fact, both black and white paths were human. Mou Biao sent a message and found the broker in the black market within three days. Someone came back to report to Mou Biao.

"Young Master, I've found someone, I'm in Zhizi Hutong in the outer city..."

Mou Biao was overjoyed when he heard this, jumped up and took the knife from the wall.

"Let's go..."

Here comes out of the hall and orders all the troops and go to the outer city to kill.

When they arrived at the innermost part of Zhizi Hutong, the Jinyiwei rushed into the gate, but there was no one inside. Everyone searched inside and outside.

"Young Master, no one!"

"Young Master, no one!"

Mou Biao squinted his eyes and looked around. What these underworld brokers do is to wander in the black and white business. They earn a lot of money and have a life at any time. Therefore, they will have a cunning rabbit and a burial rabbit. Secondly, they will have to be at home. There will be guarding.

Mou Biao looked around the yard and asked someone to call the headmaster over.

"When did this house start?"

The village chief thought for a while and said,

"It started three years ago..."

"How long has it been repaired?"

"It's been about a year since I've been repaired!"

Nearly a year?

Mou Biao snorted coldly. Such a small yard has only three rooms inside and outside, but it has been built for a year?

He waved his hand and asked the inner leader to retreat, stepped into the room, turned around in the inner room, and suddenly stamped his feet on the ground a few times, humming,

"Raise this place for me..."

Everyone answered their orders, took the tools and went to the place where Mou Biao pointed, and began to lift the bricks. After the bricks in the inner room were lifted three feet square, an iron plate was exposed inside, and there was a one on top that could be lifted. Grooves,

"Pull it open!"

Mou Biao ordered, and the man below pulled open the iron plate and exposed the dark hole inside. Someone lit a torch and looked down. Several figures shaking at the bottom. Mou Biao sneered and shouted at the inside.

"My uncle is a hundred households of the Northern Fushi Department. Today I will tell you to ask questions. I will order you to come out immediately. If you don't come out again, you will disobey the government and shoot arrows to death immediately!"

After saying that, he waved his hand, and the man in the lower head took out the bow and arrow on his back, bent his bow and arrow and pointed all the arrows at his lower head.

"I asked for the last time, can you come out?"

The man below knew his movements, and saw the arrows shining with cold light, and he didn't dare to hide and climb up the ladder, tremblingly.

"Official... the official, the young... the young are a peaceful and honest citizen, and they didn't do that illegal thing!"

The man who came up first was a pointed-mouthed man, followed by three young women, and Mou Biao looked at the few people coldly.

"I haven't violated the law of the king. What do you hide here and do? What do you do at home? I know in my heart. If you have anything to say, please follow me back to the yamen and say it!"

The broker was very happy when he arrived at the Beizhen Fushiya Office. He said whatever he wanted. He went to see the body of the uncle and nephew of the Yi family, and recognized the person at that time.

"This...these two people have a small understanding..."

"What business did you bring for them?"

The broker said,

"They wanted to sell tribute wine privately, but the younger one introduced them to several guests..."

"Some people are talking about them one by one..."

The broker told the guests he introduced to the uncle and nephew one by one, the shopkeeper of a restaurant, the manager of a prince's mansion, and the owner of a wine shop, and a scholar who was addicted to alcohol.

When Mou Biao saw the words "Second Prince Zhang's Office" on the paper, the blue veins on his forehead jumped.

"I'm afraid this matter will be reported to my father!"

The people next to him can investigate, but the manager of the second prince's mansion. If the Jinyiwei wants to ask people, he needs a commander to nod. Although the servants of the prince's mansion have a low status, they have to look at the owner to beat dogs. The Jinyiwei wants to enter the prince's mansion. , that must be reported to His Majesty the Emperor.

Mou Biao took the confessions of all parties and went to see Mou Bin, and reported all the things he had done today. Mou Bin frowned when he heard this.

"Tongjiu? Second Prince's Mansion?"

Mou Bin is indeed worthy of being Lao Jiang who has been in the court for many years. He immediately smelled an unusual smell from it.

"I'm afraid there's something wrong with this!"

Thinking about it,

"Have you checked the tribute wine in Jucheng winery?"

Mou Biao shook his head in a daze,

"My son is only concerned about the murder case, but he didn't check the tribute wine..."

"Check it out!"

It was dark at this time. Mou Biao led the man to invite Nie Shisan to take the horse again. The crowd rushed to Jucheng wine shop. The owner of the wine shop, Wan Mingyan, was frightened when he saw the Jinyiwei coming over with murderous aura.

Has a jump,

"Little official, little official, little official, little official has nothing to do with the death of the uncle and nephew of the Yi family. I have said everything I should say, you...you are..."

Mou Biao waved his hand,

"Master Wanfang, I'm afraid there is something wrong with this matter. We want to check your winery, especially where the tribute wine is stored..."

Wan Mingyan's face turned pale when he heard this. He looked around and said in a trembling voice.

"This... this is where the tribute wine is stored. The little official... even if he beats him to death, he will not dare to let so many people in!"

Mou Biao nodded,

"I understand your difficulties..."

He thought for a while and said,
To be continued...