Gu Yaoaai knelt in front of her parents' souls. Her uncle broke open the chain of the granary and emptied the last half a bucket of rice in front of him. "Nephew, your father owes me fifty taels. It will be easier for you to use this grain to pay off the debt." Gu Yao'ao clenched his fists, blood dripping from his knuckles. Suddenly, a translucent light screen appeared in front of his eyes - [The official system has been bound], and the Tianji Pavilion Lingshi network accessed his consciousness. The uncle's corruption data flashed through like a waterfall: he embezzled twenty acres of family land, forged seven IOUs, bribed the county magistrate fifteen taels... Next to each piece of evidence, there was a bright red "official administration value -35". The system prompts an icy cold tone: [Corruption verified can be converted into merit points. ] In the county examination three days later, Lingshi Network will grade the test papers anonymously. Gu Yaoai sharpened his ink and picked up his pen, and wrote a line of small words at the end of the answer sheet: "The official administration of Qingzhou Prefecture has collapsed. I would like to use the test paper as a form to expose my uncle's misappropriation of property and the county magistrate's division of the spoils." Beside the inkstone, the shadow of the jade tablet trembled slightly - his answer was being watched by all the examiners in real time. Tonight, he wanted to let the entire Liang Dynasty know: the pen of a poor scholar is faster than the sword of a corrupt official.
