Accounts can be false, but numbers cannot.
A modern auditor is transformed into a small accountant in the late Ming Dynasty, and he takes the blame at the beginning: his father died in the accountant, and he was hit with a loss of 800 shi.
The county warehouse has 3,200 stones, and the actual stock is 374. The consumption was six liters, compared with the usual three liters - someone took a false account and emptied the entire county of grain.
The account book is hot to the touch, and the red letter appears. Make a check and spit out blood.
Others rely on their conscience to check their accounts, while others rely on their lives to check their accounts.
From being the scapegoat who everyone called for beating, to the "King of Hades" who made corrupt officials all over the city weak, he only did one thing: burn false accounts.
It's just the name on the last page of the ledger that he can't afford to offend.
Where did the food go? Salt knows.
