Zhang Biao knelt in front of Lu Yu and knocked his head on the ground repeatedly, making steady and powerful sounds.
It was obvious that he was really scared. Every blow he made was with great force. A bloody hole had formed on his forehead, and wisps of bright red blood flowed down his forehead.
After blowing the incense for almost a long time, Zhang Biao suddenly felt that there was no sound coming from the surroundings, and couldn't help but look at Lu Yu in shock.
But when he just raised his head, he found Lu Yu looking at him with an indifferent look.
"Now that I know I made a mistake, do you think it's still useful?"
Lu Yu's voice was extremely cold: "This time, I have found out. But how many people in places that I didn't find out have been framed by innocent people like you?"
"As a local householder, you have produced a document that is completely different from the Chinese army's big account. Do you really think that by simply pushing this matter away, you can get rid of all the blame!"
At this time, Zhang Biao's face was covered with blood and his body was covered with mud.
But no one present pitied him.
This kind of modification of other people's records turns a good loyal martyr into a deserter. No matter who it is, I'm afraid they won't be able to accept it.
Zhang Biao felt countless eyes focused on him. At this moment, it was as if a disaster was imminent.
But soon, a ferocious expression appeared on Zhang Biao's face, and he said: "Master Lu, after all, you are not from Tianchong Pass, and you don't understand the situation here. I am just a little guy, you get rid of me.
Forget it. But there are countless related forces involved behind this, do you want to shake the morale of the army in front of the station?"
Many of the sergeants present heard this, their eyes flickered a little, but they didn't say much.
Although this kind of thing is quite rare, many sergeants living in Tianchong Pass have heard of these rumors more or less on daily basis.
If you are designated as a loyal martyr, the minimum pension granted by the court is 500,000 immortal stones, and the maximum can even reach 3 million immortal stones.
And this is only the most basic pension. After the one-time payment, the families of loyal martyrs can also receive a regular pension from the government every year.
Precisely because the bonuses are quite generous, some people with ulterior motives will target this. There are even rumors that some people will kill all the family members of these loyal martyrs, and then pretend to be their family members to secretly receive the money.
Of course, this is just a rumor, and no real thing has been spread.
Since Zhang Biao dares to say this, there must be someone behind him. Otherwise, he, a small official with a small household and the size of a sesame seed, would be seeking death if he dared to do this.
"Shaken the morale of the army? If the Tianchong Army has shaken the morale of the army because of a few disasters, I think there is no need to continue to defend this pass!"
Lu Yu continued to control the official seal and photographed piles of documents from the air.
On these documents, densely packed numbers are recorded, which are records of the expenditures and receipts of various finances in the yamen.
Even for a small household office, the number of documents to be recorded every day is quite large.
The accounts above are not only full of numbers, but also mixed with many strange arithmetic symbols. Often only specially trained arithmetic masters can understand them.
But even so, it is not easy to find key information from these vast documents.