When Gu Yanzhou woke up in the rotting hay pile of the imperial prison, the smell of rust and mildew hit his forehead.
Three days later, the sentence of being exiled to sleep was hanging over his head, and the disappearance of 150,000 taels of tax money crushed the whole family. The four words "monsters causing trouble" on the file were dazzling in red, but he stared at the shield that was escorting the time and the weight of silver. When the warden's oil lamp burst into blue flames, Gu Yanzhou suddenly smiled
