Biancang Clerk

On the first day when Gu Zhou became a salt clerk in the border town, he knew that he would not live long. The account books are clearly written, and the official warehouse is full of thirty thousand dan. He pushed open the barn door with his own hands. It was so empty that he could hear the wind blowing inside. The creditors were already blocking the gate of the government office. The border troops were sending food reminders three times a day, and the refugees outside the city were almost overwhelmed. The Shangguan was happy and left only one sentence: If he cannot pay the food after thirty days, his head will be used to pay the debt. Everyone said that this was because the predecessor was greedy and left the mess to him. But the more Gu Zhou checked, the more he felt something was wrong. How could a side warehouse lead to a salt debt? How could a shortfall not be reconciled with the military accounts? How could a few local officials keep false accounts right under the eyes of the court? He originally just wanted to save his life and get through these thirty days. But when he turned to the end of the account book, he realized that it was not unlucky that he was pushed here. Someone has already chosen a scapegoat. If the account is unclear, he will die. Once Zhenqing comes out, there will only be more people who want him dead.