Extreme Yama System

In Xue Wusuan's mind, the existence of being able to open an altar to store incense must be a powerful character of the highest grade, right? Look at Sikong Xuan and Zhong Wanqiu in the Wudao Underworld. ~~щww~suimеng~lā They are also eating incense, enjoying the power of faith from the world of Tianlong together with Xue Wusuan. Now the strength is almost complete. The next step is the ghost.

Look at the two "gods" in this world, isn't this strength too ridiculous? And I heard from the owner of the tavern that the "Stove God" and "Bacchus" are the gods that the common people worship more. Especially the "Stove God", almost every household enshrines a portrait or a shrine.

It doesn't make sense! Such a large supply of faith power, but the strength is only comparable to the Yin soldiers in the unethical underworld, at most the strength of a centurion. what's the problem?

Faced with such doubts, the system cannot give an answer. Wondering? Check it out for yourself.

With doubts, Xue Wusuan decided to go around more and take a look. Maybe there are some strange things that he didn't find.

out of the pub. The county magistrate Yang Fan, who had been waiting outside the door, immediately greeted him with hunched waist. With a humble and respectful face, he said that he hoped Xue Wusuan could give some pointers to the various civil affairs of Qiantang County. He had prepared a courtyard in the yamen and wanted to invite Xue Wusuan to stay for a few days.

Xue Wusuan thought about it and did not refuse. He also suddenly wanted to experience the strangeness of the treatment of nobles in this feudal system. After all, this is the first time Xue Wusuan has received an official reception from the indigenous empire under the world system. Very fresh.

Get Xue Wushen's consent. Yang Fan's face was flushed, and he knew that his chance had really come. A big piece of pie from the sky that he didn't even dare to think about slammed on the top of his head.

With Yang Fan's instruction, a yamen rushed out of Qiantang County and ran towards the yamen. Yang Fan is the county magistrate, and he has the prefect. It's his immediate boss.

Now that King Xiaoyao is lingering in Qiantang County, he doesn't dare to accept the benefits alone, and informs the prefect, which is a wise move. After all, even if he took the path of King Free and Easy, the actual promotion power is still in the hands of his boss.

to the yamen. The direct feeling for Xue Wusuan is just that, simple and clean is good, but it has nothing to do with luxury or luxury.

It is estimated that Yang Fan blushed slightly when he saw Xue Wusuan's expression, knowing that Xue Wusuan was disgusting with his humble yamen. But this is a good thing, doesn't it just mean that Yang Fan is an official, dignified and upright?

Sitting in the hall, Xue Wusuan followed Yang Fan's words and pointed out a few ideas, all of which came from the classic cases and methods of administration in the world of Jifang. These things are easy for him to do without thinking, and they have long been integrated into his own knowledge system. However, he heard Yang Fan madly remembering in his heart with a look of admiration, and even called his master to take a record.

It really wasn't that Yang Fan was thinking about Fang'er's flattery, but that he was really stunned by what Xue Wusuan said in a few words, which greatly increased his knowledge. In my heart, I deeply admire this King of Free and Easy, who is like a legend in the empire.

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

This distraction is a bit outrageous. After thinking about it, Yang Fan quickly forced himself to forget. ..

After chatting for a while, Yang Fan led Xue Wusuan to visit the yamen. Xue Wusuan also seemed very interested. From the lobby of the yamen to the back hall, I read it all over again. The sharp-eyed found a document on the master's desk, picked it up, and quickly scanned it in ten lines under the uneasy eyes of Yang Fan and other officials.

"Oh? You guys don't seem to be very peaceful lately. Can Kuyin be lost?"

The treasury silver is the tax collected from the local area, which is uniformly cast into official silver ingots, and then stored. At the end of the year, it is turned over to the prefect yamen, and then the prefect yamen sends it to the holy city and pays it to the national treasury.

Taxes are an extremely important source of income in any regime. And the control of the bank has always been extremely strict. And stealing treasury silver is still a big crime. For the county magistrate, the loss of treasury silver is also a big problem. Once he can't explain it to the top, Yang Fan, the county magistrate, can't escape the guilt.

"Your Highness, this is very strange. And there is no clue at the moment. The lower official has already reported it to the Holy City and is looking for traces. The thief must be brought to justice."

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

Xue Wusuan still remembers the theft of treasury silver in Qiantang County. The one who stole the treasury silver was not an ordinary thief, but a demon and five ghosts. They used all magic methods, so how could the ordinary yamen in Qiantang County catch them?

But Xue Wu was not ready to say it. He had plans in his mind.

After the visit, it is a banquet. And Yang Fan's immediate superior, Chen Zhiyuan, the prefect, also arrived before the banquet started. Looking at the sweat on the other side, no one could see that this one had been trying so hard to get here.

Another chat. Xue Wusuan took the seat, and the rest were only two people, Yang Fan and Chen Zhiyuan.

Xue Wusuan was used to drinking big bowls, and when he was in the mood, he just took the wine jar and poured it into his mouth. If it sounds good, it is heroic, and if it sounds bad, it is cow drink. This is completely different from the official etiquette that Yang Fan and Chen Zhiyuan are familiar with. But they didn't dare to say that the King of Free and Easy, his status was much higher than theirs. In addition to risking his life to accompany the gentleman, he didn't even dare to push the cup.

Three people and two jars of wine, only 30 catties, Xue Wusuan drank 15 catties alone, it's fine, but Yang Fan and Chen Zhiyuan can't stand up. But the yamen who were waiting outside the hall did not dare to come in. Because King Xiaoyao said that whoever disturbed his jubilation today, he will unscrew his head.

"I know about Kuyin. Don't worry. The sky is full, and there will always be a time to show off. Okay, you are too bad for drinking, go down and rest."

As soon as Xue Wusuan said these words, even Yang Fan, who was already drunk, couldn't help but be shocked. He was still thinking about how to ask Xiaoyao Wang to help him, but he didn't expect the other party to open the mouth directly. With this sentence, even if the Ku Yin case cannot be solved, at least Yang Fan's head will be kept.

Xue Wusuan waved his hand to let the yamen outside the door come in and carry the two drunk guys away. Then he took the wine and walked out of the yamen with a smile. He asked a yamen who was on duty to take him with him, and said that he wanted to see the place where the treasury silver was stored.

Who dares not to listen to the words of the King of Free and Easy? Not to mention the treasury in Xiaoxiao Qiantang County, the treasury in the big country is also there.

When they arrived at the silver vault~www.wuxiaspot.com~, a red-clothed yamen led by the officers greeted them.

"Li Gongpu, the villain, sees Prince Xiaoyao! Lord Sheng'an!"

Is this Li Gongpu? Xu Xian's brother-in-law?

Xue Wusuan said "Get up" and then looked Li Gongpu up and down, and found that this man was strong and powerful, his face was upright, and his eyes were pure and free of distracting thoughts. The end is a decent temperament.

"Li Gongpu, take this gentleman to see the warehouse."

"It's the lord."

When I arrived at the warehouse, there were actually 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 ten thousand taels. Of course, money is not the most important thing, what is important is that Xue Wusuan smelled a faint ghost stench and a hint of fishy stench in this warehouse.

Turning his head to leave, Xue Wusuan seemed to have discovered something strange. He smiled and pointed to a portrait of a **** attached to the door of the silver vault and asked Li Gongpu, "There are also gods in this warehouse? I haven't seen it before, Tell me, which **** is this? What is he protecting?"