Bureau Starts from Bianjing

The most dandy in Bianjing, Song Wuhuang, the prince of Dingbeihou, was tricked overnight and knocked unconscious in the casino with a sap. He was framed a thousand times, his jade pendant was robbed, and he was racked with gambling debts. The whole city was waiting to see how this good-for-nothing would die. No one knows that inside this dandy's shell lives a soul that can calculate the world's accounts into its bones. The odds of winning were calculated on the gambling table, the bottom price was calculated in the rice store, and the truth about the starving frontier troops of 30,000 people was calculated on the boat. The person who made the game was hiding layer by layer, and he was calculating layer by layer. Settle accounts, settle accounts, settle situations. Only at the end of the day did I realize that the banker of this game of chess was sitting on the top of the beam. It's a pity that once you catch his eye, you can't even think about getting off the table. In this round, he took all the money and profits.