When the Abacus Rings, There Is a Thousand Taels of Gold

Xie Yunzheng only believed in two things in his life: abacus and ledgers. When the Yantie case happened, she was thrown into the Dali Temple prison. The presiding judge, Lu Xingzhou, turned over her account without even raising his eyelids: "The account is fake." She did the abacus in front of the audience: "Sir, the real culprit in your case is written in the account." She investigated everything from the salt and iron case to the late emperor's edict, from the orphaned girl of the exterminated family to the granddaughter of the princess of the former dynasty. If one account is checked, a whole family will be destroyed, and if five accounts are found, the whole court will be overthrown. Lu Xingzhou blocked a knife for her, went to jail for her, and kept old files from six years ago on her bedside for three years. Everyone said that the young minister of Dali Temple was ruthless. But he only fell in love with her. In the last case, hundreds of officials gathered around the palace. He stood at the end of the crowd, holding a copper coin in his hand. "Xie Yunzheng," he called her by her full name for the first time, "it's far enough. Come back."