In Xue Wusuan's mind, the being who could open an altar to store incense must be a high-level powerful character, right? Look at Sikong Xuan and Zhong Wanchou in Wudao Underworld. They are also eating incense, and they are like
Xue Wusuan and Xue Wusuan enjoyed the power of faith from the world of Tianlong. Now their strength is almost that of a ghost king. The next step is to become a ghost fairy.
Let’s look at the two “gods” in this dimensional world. Isn’t their strength too ridiculous? Moreover, I heard from the tavern owner that the “Kitchen God” and “Bacchus God” are already the gods worshiped by the common people. Especially
"Kitchen God" has a portrait or shrine enshrined in almost every household.
This makes no sense! Such a large supply of faith power, but its strength is only comparable to the Yin soldiers in the Wu Dao underworld, at most the strength of a centurion. What is going on?
Faced with this kind of doubt, the system cannot give an answer. Want to know? Look it up yourself.
With doubts, Xue Wusuan decided to look around more and take a closer look. Maybe there might be some strange things that he hadn't noticed.
After leaving the tavern, Yang Fan, the county magistrate who had been waiting outside, immediately came up to him with hunched waist. He said with a humble and respectful expression that he hoped Xue Wusuan could give some advice on various civil affairs in Qiantang County. He was already at the Yamen
I have prepared a separate courtyard here and would like to invite Xue Wu to stay there for a few days.
Xue Wusuan thought about it and did not refuse. He also suddenly wanted to experience the strangeness of the treatment of nobles in this feudal system. After all, this was the first time that Xue Wusuan received an official invitation from an indigenous empire under the world system.
The reception is very fresh.
With Xue Wusuan's agreement, Yang Fan's face turned red. He knew that his chance had really come. A huge piece of pie in the sky that he had never thought of hit him on the head.
With Yang Fan's instructions, a government servant rushed out of Qiantang County and ran towards the government office. Yang Fan was the county magistrate, and he had the prefect above him. He was considered his direct boss.
Now that King Xiaoyao is Panhuan in Qiantang County, he does not dare to accept the benefits alone. It is wise to inform the prefect. After all, even if he takes the path of King Xiaoyao, the actual power of promotion is still in the hands of his superiors.
Hold it inside.
When they arrived at the Yamen, Xue Wusuan's immediate impression was just like this. It was nice to be simple and clean, but it had nothing to do with luxury or luxury.
Probably because he saw Xue Wusuan's uninterested expression, Yang Fan blushed slightly, knowing that Xue Wusuan disliked his humble yamen. But this was a good thing, didn't it just show that Yang Fan was an upright and upright official?
Sitting in the hall, Xue Wusuan followed Yang Fan's words and came up with a few ideas, all of which came from classic administrative cases and methods in several worlds. These things came to him with no effort at all.
It was integrated into his own knowledge system. However, Yang Fan was memorizing it in his mind with a look of admiration on his face, and even called his master to take a pen to record it.
This was really not because Yang Fan was trying to flatter Fang Er, but because he was really enlightened by what Xue Wusuan said in a few words, and he gained a lot of knowledge. In his heart, he felt deeply for this Xiaoyao King who was like a legend in the empire.
admiration.
Even Yang Fan couldn't help but think to himself: If King Xiaoyao had not gone to seek immortality and given up the throne, how powerful would the empire be now?
This thought was a bit rebellious. Yang Fan thought about it and quickly forced himself to forget it.
After chatting for a while, Yang Fan took Xue Wusuan to visit the yamen. Xue Wusuan seemed to be very interested. He looked at everything from the lobby to the back hall of the yamen. His sharp eyes found a book on the master's desk.
He picked up the document and scanned it quickly under the anxious eyes of Yang Fan and other junior officials.
"Oh? It seems that your place is not very peaceful recently. Can Ku Yin be lost?"
Treasury silver refers to taxes collected from local areas, which are cast into official-standard silver ingots and then stored. At the end of the year, they are handed over to the prefect's Yamen, who then send them to the Holy City and pay them to the national treasury.
Taxation is an extremely important source of revenue for any political power. The control of treasury silver has always been extremely strict. Stealing treasury silver is still a serious crime of beheading. For a county government, losing treasury silver is a natural disaster.
If a big trouble cannot be reported to the superiors, Yang Fan, as the county magistrate, will not be able to escape the blame. He may be dismissed from office and exiled, or his life may be at risk in the worst case.
"Your Majesty, your Majesty, this matter is very strange. And there is currently no clue. I have reported it to the Holy City and are looking for traces. The thief must be brought to justice."
Xue Wusuan smiled and said nothing. He put down the paperwork and didn't mention this issue again. But he secretly laughed in his heart: I'm afraid you government servants won't be able to catch those thieves.
Xue Wusuan still remembers the story about the theft of money from the treasury in Qiantang County. The ones who stole the money from the treasury were not ordinary thieves, but one demon and five ghosts. They used magic means. These ordinary government officials in Qiantang County
How is it possible to catch them?
However, Xue Wusuan was not prepared to say it out loud. He had his own plans in mind.
After the tour, it was time for the banquet. And Yang Fan’s immediate superior, the prefect Chen Zhiyuan, arrived before the banquet started. Looking at the profuse sweat on the other end, anyone could tell that this man had risked his life to get here.
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There was another round of greetings. Xue Wusuan was seated at the top, and there were only two others sitting there, Yang Fan and Chen Zhiyuan.
Xue Wusuan was used to drinking from a large bowl, and when he was in the mood, he would just grab the wine jar and pour it into his mouth. To put it nicely, it was heroic, but to put it badly, it was just a drunken drink. This was completely different from the official etiquette that Yang Fan and Chen Zhiyuan were familiar with. But they did not dare to say it.
Ah, Xiaoyao King, his status is much higher than theirs. He doesn't even dare to push the cup except to sacrifice his life to accompany the gentleman.
Two jars of wine for three people only amounted to thirty kilograms. Xue Wusuan drank fifteen kilograms per person. It was fine, but Yang Fan and Chen Zhiyuan could no longer stand up. But the government servants waiting outside the hall did not dare to come in because Xiaoyao
The king said that he would cut off the head of anyone who disturbed his drinking pleasure today.
"I know what happened to Ku Yin. Don't be anxious. The sky is still open, and there will always be times when the truth is exposed. Okay, you guys are too drunk, go down and rest."
As soon as Xue Wusuan said these words, even Yang Fan, who was already drunk, couldn't help but be shocked. He was still thinking about how to ask King Xiaoyao to help him, but he didn't expect that the other party would directly open his mouth. With these words
, even if the Ku Yin case cannot be solved, at least Yang Fan's head can be saved.
Xue Wusuan waved to the yamen outside the door to come in and carry the two drunk guys away. Then he carried the wine and walked out of the yamen with a smile. He asked a yamen on duty to take him with him, saying that he wanted to see the storage
Kuyin's place.
Who dares not to listen to what King Xiaoyao says? Not to mention the small bank in Qiantang County, the Ouchi Treasury can also go there if they want.
When we arrived at the bank, the leading government servant in red came up with the other servants.
"The villain Li Gongpu meets Prince Xiaoyao! Prince Sheng'an!"
Is this Li Gongpu, Xu Xian’s brother-in-law?
Xue Wusuan said "get up" and then looked Li Gongpu up and down. He found that this man was powerful, his face was upright, and his eyes were pure and without distracting thoughts. He had a decent temperament.
"Li Gongpu, take me to see the warehouse."
"It's the prince."
When we arrived at the warehouse, there were actually not many boxes of silver in it, less than 100,000 taels of silver. After being stolen three times, the amount was less than 10,000 taels. Of course, money is not the most important thing. What is important is that Xue Wusuan was sniffing in the warehouse.
There was a faint ghost smell and a trace of fishy smell.
Turning to leave, Xue Wusuan seemed to have discovered something strange. He smiled and pointed at a portrait of a god on the door of the bank and asked Li Gongpu: "There are also gods in this warehouse? I have never seen it before.
Tell me, which god is this? What does it protect?"