"Fools, Han Xiu is the mastermind, the mastermind! He plotted to seize the canal grain! Don't write him as if he knew nothing, I saw with my own eyes his collusion with the White Lotus Sect!"
"You hurry and change it, he'll be dead tomorrow!"
The clerk hastily went to change it, and Kou Jun sneered, smoothing his sleeves, watching as the mountain of documents gradually decreased, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
In those years, he climbed up the ranks in the Lin Party, reaching this provincial official position, knowing his foundation was weak, he did his utmost to amass wealth. Initially, it seemed fine, thinking a fruitful year could fill the gap, but inadvertently, the gap grew too large, reaching a point the Fan Tai Government Office could no longer cover.
