In Xue Wushu's mind, the existence of being able to open the altar to store incense must be a high-grade powerful character, right? Look at Sikong Xuan and Zhong Wanqiu in the Senseless Mansion. They were also eating incense, enjoying the power of faith from the Heavenly Dragon World with Xue Wusuan. Now the strength is almost complete. One step further is the ghosts.

Looking at the two "gods" in this dimensional world, isn't this strength too ridiculous? Moreover, according to the tavern owner, the "Stove God" and the "Bacchus" are already considered to be the gods that the common people worship more. In particular, almost every household has a portrait or shrine.

This doesn't make sense! With such a large supply of faith power, the strength is only comparable to the Yin soldiers in the Daoless Underworld, at most the strength of a centurion. What the hell is going on?

In the face of this doubt, the system cannot give an answer. If you want to know, check it out for yourself.

With doubts, Xue Wusuan decided to take a closer look and take a closer look, maybe there were some strange things that he hadn't discovered.

Out of the tavern. Yang Fan, the county magistrate who had been waiting outside the door, immediately bent his waist to greet him. With a humble and respectful face, he said that he hoped that Xue Wusuan could give some guidance to the various civil affairs of Qiantang County, and he had already prepared another courtyard in the yamen, and wanted to invite Xue Wusuan for a few days.

Xue Wusuan thought about it and did not refuse. He also suddenly wanted to experience the aristocratic treatment of this feudal system on a whim. Counting up, this is the first time that Xue Wusuan has received an official reception from the Indigenous Empire under the world system. It's very fresh.

Got Xue Wusuan's consent. Yang Fan's face was flushed, he knew that his opportunity had really come. A big pie in the sky that he couldn't even think of smashed on top of his head.

And with Yang Fan's instructions, a government official rushed out of Qiantang County and rushed towards the government office. Yang Fan is the county magistrate, and he has the prefect above. Sort of his direct boss.

Now that King Xiaoyao Panhuan Qiantang County is such an unprecedented event, he does not dare to receive the benefits alone, and it is wise to notify the prefect. After all, even if he took the path of the King of Freedom, the actual promotion power was still in the hands of his boss.

to the yamen. The direct feeling to Xue Wushu is that this is it, it is good to be simple and clean, but it has nothing to do with luxury or luxury.

It is estimated that seeing Xue Wuxuan's expression, Yang Fan blushed slightly, knowing that Xue Wuxuan was disgusted with his shabby yamen. But this is a good thing, doesn't this just show that he Yang Fan is an official and upright?

Sitting in the hall, Xue Wusuan followed Yang Fan's words and clicked out a few ideas, all of which came from classic cases and methods on administration in several worlds. These things are not at his fingertips at all, and they have long been integrated into his own knowledge system. But he heard Yang Fan remember it in his heart with admiration, and even called his master to take a pen to record.

This is really not that Yang Fan is thinking about Fang Er's sycophancy, but he was really suddenly opened by Xue Wushu's words in a few words, and his knowledge has greatly increased. I admired this legendary King in the empire even more.

Even Yang Fan couldn't help but think to himself: If King Xiaoyao didn't ask the immortals to give up the throne back then, how powerful would the empire be now?

This distraction is a bit of a big reversal. After Yang Fan thought about it, he hurriedly forced himself to forget.

After chatting for a while, Yang Fan led Xue Wushu to visit the yamen. Xue Wusuan also seemed to be interested. From the lobby of the yamen to the back hall, I looked at it all once. The sharp-eyed found a document on the master's desk, picked it up, and quickly swept through it in the worried eyes of Yang Fan and other officials.

"Oh, you don't seem to have a lot of peace here. Treasury silver can also be lost?"

Treasury silver, that is, taxes collected from the local government, are uniformly cast into silver ingots of official specifications, and then stored, and at the end of the year, handed over to the prefect's yamen, and then sent to the holy city by the prefect's yamen to be handed over to the national treasury.

Taxation is an extremely important source of revenue for any regime. And the control of treasury silver has always been extremely strict. And stealing treasury silver is still a major crime. For a county government, the loss of treasury silver is also a big trouble, once unable to explain to the above, Yang Fan, as a county magistrate, can not escape the responsibility, at least dismissed from the official and exiled, or at worst his life is not guaranteed.

"The prince is graceful. It's very strange. And at present, there is no clue, the lower officials have reported to the Holy City, and are looking for traces, and the thief will be arrested. ”

Xue Wusuan smiled and said nothing. Put down the paperwork and didn't mention it again. But he laughed secretly in his heart: I'm afraid I can't catch those thieves by relying on you officials.

The treasury silver in Qiantang County was stolen, and Xue Wushu still remembered this bridge. The thief was not an ordinary thief, but a demon and five ghosts. They all used spells, how could this group of ordinary officials in the county government of Qiantang County be able to catch them?

However, Xue Wushu was not ready to say it. He had a plan in his mind.

After the visit, it was time for the wine banquet. And Yang Fan's direct boss, the prefect Chen Zhiyuan, also arrived before the banquet began. Looking at the sweat on that end, anyone can see that this person is also in a hurry.

Another pleasantries. Xue Wushu fell on the upper seat, and the rest only sat two people, Yang Fan and Chen Zhiyuan.

Xue Wushu is used to drinking in a big bowl, and when he is interested, he directly carries the wine jar and pours it into his mouth. If it sounds good, it is heroic, and if it doesn't sound good, it is a cow drink. This is completely different from the officialdom etiquette that Yang Fan and Chen Zhiyuan are familiar with. But they didn't dare to say, King Yao, his status was much higher than theirs. In addition to sacrificing his life to accompany the gentleman, he didn't even dare to push the cup.

Three people and two jars of wine are only thirty catties, and Xue Wushu drank fifteen catties by himself, so it's fine, but Yang Fan and Chen Zhiyuan can't stand up anymore. But the officials waiting outside the hall didn't dare to come in. Because the king of pleasure said, whoever disturbs his wine today will screw off his head.

"I know about Kuyin. Don't rush. Skynet is magnificent, and there is always a time when the horse's feet are exposed. Alright, you're too bad on drinking, go down and rest. ”

As soon as Xue Wusuan said this, even Yang Fan, who was already drunk, couldn't help but be shocked. He was still thinking about how to open his mouth and beg King Xiaoyao to help him, but he didn't expect the other party to open Chrysostom directly. With this sentence, even if the Kuyin case can't be solved, his Yang Fan's head is at least saved.

Xue Wushu waved his hand to let the officials outside the door come in and carry the two drunk guys away. Then he carried the wine and walked out of the yamen with a smile. He called an errand servant to take him with him, and said that he wanted to see the place where the treasury silver was kept.

Who would dare not listen to the words of the King of Ease? Not to mention the silver treasury of the small Qiantang County, the treasury of the Great Inner can also go there whenever you want.

Arrived at the silver vault. A red-clothed servant in the lead greeted him with all the servants.

"The villain Li Gongpu is here, the prince is happy!

This is Li Gongpu Xu Xian's brother-in-law?

Xue Wushu said "get up", and then looked Li Gongpu up and down, and found that this person was powerful, with a righteous face, and his eyes were pure and without distracting thoughts. It is a decent temperament.

"Li Gongpu, take Benjun to see the treasury. ”

"It's the prince. ”

When I arrived at the treasury, there were not many boxes of silver in it, and it was less than 100,000 taels when it was full. After three thefts, it was less than 10,000 taels. Of course, money is not the most important thing, the important thing is that Xue Wushu smelled a faint ghost stench and a trace of fishy smell in this warehouse.

Turning his head to leave, Xue Wushu seemed to have just discovered something unusual, and smiled and pointed to a portrait of a god pasted on the door of the silver treasury and asked Li Gongpu: "There are also immortals in this treasury?

(End of chapter)