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The candlelight flickered intensely.
Illuminating the hazy figures.
Several desks were arranged in a row, with documents piled up on the shore like small mountains.
No one in the entire Fishing Tax Office dared to walk around at will, and at every study, stairway corner, there were military men standing guard.
The chief clerks moved the accounts, record books, and documents to the main hall on the first floor, for a group of old ministers to browse through and inspect.
Li Shoufu was so busy he barely touched the ground, yet he couldn't help but glance at the white-haired old man sitting in the highest place.
There can't be any mistakes.
Damn!
From the second-ranking Patrol Inspector of Water and Rivers, the Great Grandmaster, it's Liang Qu's uncle!
Having heard that Liang Qu was lonely in his youth, how come his maternal relatives have such great influence?
"On the sixth day of May this year, the accounts state..."
