Tang kept accounts for the Jingyuan Marquis Mansion for twelve years, and only waited to close the accounts and get the redemption documents.
But in the last medicine book, there was a sum of soothing soup worth twenty or four yuan a month. Grandma Sun, the person who received the medicine, died twelve years ago.
She followed the medicine money and found another waist card that had been written off but was released once a month. When an empty cart goes out through the west corner door, there are always two locked rattan boxes when it comes back. Some people use the names of dead people to receive medicine, while others hide the whereabouts of living people in old accounts.
The prince Xiao Chengyan withdrew her ransom document and gave her three days to find the person who took the medicine; Shen Tang used his warrant to find out the year when the Hou Mansion was least exposed to the light.
But they soon discovered that this account involved more than one life. The closer she gets to the truth, the more the name erased from the ledger looks like her own.
Accounts don't lie. Those who lie are always the bookkeepers.
