latelenovela Chapter 249 Confiscating the house
Chapter 249 Confiscating the house
"I'll hand it over! I'll take you to the treasury right away." Yi Kuang wiped his sweat and nodded repeatedly.
"No need! We will naturally take stock of your silver vaults. You should just hand over the silver you have in the banks, money shops, and foreign banks!" Tan Ya sneered.
He personally participated in the looting of Prince Gong's treasury during the Eight-Nation Alliance's invasion of Beijing. He knew exactly where Prince Gong hid his silver. Now, the most important thing was to dig out the money he had stored in the bank.
"Ah!" Yi Kuang abruptly took two steps back. He hadn't expected that the other party even knew about his savings in a foreign bank. He had kept it so secret, not even telling his son. How did they know?
After the Eight-Nation Alliance looted all his gold and silver last time, Yikuang learned his lesson. He deposited half of his silver in a British bank in the Tianjin concession, thinking that it would finally be safe!
After Shen Lian arrived in the capital, he knew that his fate would not be good. But he thought that he and Shen Lian had been friends for a long time, and that Shen Lian would probably spare his life.
With the money in the British bank, his whole family will still enjoy endless wealth and luxury.
Who the hell leaked this? Yi Kuang couldn't figure it out even if he were beaten to death!
"Yi Kuang, don't be stubborn and ask for trouble!"
Tan Ya had lived in the capital for four or five years and knew these guys inside and out. They were all money-grubbing people; getting them to give up their money was harder than cutting off a piece of their flesh.
"Take them down to sober up, sober up!" Tan Ya waved his hand, and a team of military intelligence officers rushed up, dragged Yi Kuang and the others away, and interrogated them separately.
"Uncle Fu, shall we go and take a look at the treasury?" Tan Ya smiled slightly.
“Okay!” Uncle Fu nodded.
Entering the underground vault, one sees it is crammed full. Tan Ya couldn't help but shake his head; Yi Kuang really knows how to make money. Five years ago, he emptied this place with his men, and now it's full again.
"Move them all out!" Uncle Fu nodded in satisfaction.
The gold and silver were stored in large boxes, making them easy to count. Everyone estimated it to be worth over twenty million taels. This doesn't even include the various antiques and treasures in the Prince's mansion. In total, it's worth at least several million taels.
He ate with gusto, his mouth glistening with oil, and Uncle Fu was quite satisfied. There were many princely mansions in the capital besides Yikuang's; if they were all like this, the young master's future would be much easier.
"Report! Yikuang has confessed!" A short while later, an officer from the Military Intelligence Bureau came to report.
"Heh! I thought he was tough on the mouth!" Tan Ya smirked. No one could withstand the methods of the Military Intelligence Bureau, let alone Prince Yikuang, who lived a life of luxury. Even the veteran generals who had fought on the battlefield couldn't stand it.
Tan Ya took the interrogation report, glanced at it, and then handed it to Uncle Fu. That old rascal really buried it deep; Yikuang had over three million taels of silver in Aicunbu and over sixteen million taels in British banks.
"Take him to get all the silver back!" Tan Ya instructed Fu Bo after seeing him nod.
Leaving some people behind to continue inventorying the Prince Qing's mansion, Uncle Fu led his men to the next mansion.
The streets were filled with heavily armed soldiers from the First Division, and Manchu families were driven out one by one.
All of these people were searched, except for their personal belongings. All their property was confiscated.
Cries and curses filled the air! People who refused to hand over their property were frequently seen being brutally beaten by the urban management officers, rolling on the ground screaming in agony.