"Okay, don't be stunned!"

A middle-aged Taoist priest who looked like he was only in his thirties and had an immortal spirit, and who seemed to be coming out of the world as soon as he stood there, and several burly young Taoist priests in their twenties, stood at the Taishi Bureau.

In a certain accounting room in the side courtyard, a man wearing a monk's robe and a mustache said with a smile on his face.

"Hurry up and take out the account books. Do you still want to do it yourself?"

"this……"

After hearing the middle-aged Taoist priest's words, the man with a rat beard suddenly flinched and his eyes rolled around.

"According to the regulations of our Taishi Bureau, no one can read the accounts of the Taishi Bureau except Taishi Ling, Taishi Cheng and the two Taishi Experiences. Even if you are Shu Chuo and you are now prosperous, you can't..."

"Stop talking nonsense! You kid likes to roll your eyes when you talk nonsense. I knew this clearly three years ago!"

The middle-aged Taoist priest waved his hand and said in a tone that left no room for doubt.

"A certain person comes to you to ask for the accounts, just to give you face. If you are stubborn, wait until my Taishi Cheng Qingwei comes in person. With his unconcerned personality, believe it or not, I will let you go after checking the accounts.

Eating prison food.”

As he spoke, the middle-aged Taoist priest took out a talisman from his sleeve and shook it in his hand.

"But if you, An Boshou, really want to go to jail, you can fly a talisman to ask Master Qingwei to fulfill your wish! What do you think, do you want to hand over the account books of the Ouji Department or not? Give me a happy message

!”

The rat-bearded man looked at the talisman swinging in Shu Chuo's hand, his eyes full of struggle.

"That...someone..."

"alright!"

At this moment, the door of the room rang, and a Taoist priest wearing a pure Taoist robe walked in from the door with a gloomy face.

"Boshou, give him the account book!"

After hearing these words, the rat-bearded man was suddenly unable to resist anymore and could only turn around and enter the inner room with a reluctant look. Then he walked over from the inside with a stack of account books and placed them in front of Shu Chuo.

"This is all the ledgers of the Engraving Department!"

"Who is this? It turns out to be Zhenren Wang Guiwang..."

Shu Chuo patted the stack of ledgers in front of him with his hand and looked at the other party with a proud look.

"I didn't expect that these trivial matters such as money exchanges could actually force you, the mainstay of the Shangqing Sect, to come forward. I'm really surprised!"

"Check the accounts quickly!"

Wang Gui looked at Shu Chuo with a cold face, with disgust in his eyes.

"Don't get too close. I have nothing to say to you, a Feng Shui sorcerer..."

Shu Chuo didn't seem angry at all about Wang Gui's rude attitude. He still had a proud smile on his face and waved his hand behind him.

"Didn't you hear what Master Wang said? Start investigating!"

"yes!"

As soon as Shu Chuo finished speaking, the young Taoist priests behind him had already stepped forward skillfully and evenly distributed the pile of account books in front of them to everyone's hands, and then one of them took out what looked like a tablet computer from his arms.

I opened the account book and started taking pictures of each page.

"..."

The rat-bearded man blinked in surprise.

According to his previous understanding, when checking the accounts, shouldn't everyone take out their calculation chips and then start adding, subtracting and subtracting calculations based on their own records...

The group of people in front of me neither write nor count, so what are they doing?

Could it be...

A glimmer of hope flashed in the rat-bearded man's eyes.

Are they planning to use these imaging instruments to save these accounts and then check them slowly? If this is the case, then they will definitely not be able to finish it today, and maybe they still have a chance.

Shu Chuo glanced at the rat-bearded man, smiled contemptuously, and touched his beard with his hand.

This Bangchui is still thinking wildly when he is about to die. After a while, he will know how fast Yunzhong City's accounting is. I hope this Bangchui can still laugh by then.

…

While these young Taoist priests were taking photos at Kaka with tablet computers, in the command center of Yunzhong City, Erwen Niang had taken her sisters to transform into network management foxes and was typing with the keyboard and mouse.

The photos transmitted by these Taoist priests are identified and then input into the system of the house robot for account verification.

"The first account has been delivered...the house robot is calculating...the calculation is over. The Shangqing faction has embezzled more than 4,300 yuan in total in the past three months!"

"Very good! Archive the original data first..."

Twenty Niang shook the laser pointer in her hand and said majestically.

"Put together a form and give it to Thirty-One to sort it out. After sorting it out, it will be transmitted to Shu Chuo and the others!"

After hearing what Twenty Niang said, a cute fox girl raised her head silently, her face full of doubts.

Why myself again?

She deeply suspected that Sister Twenty was taking revenge!

…

Ten minutes later, with a beeping sound, Shu Chuo reached into his arms, took out his tablet, and with a familiar stroke of his fingers, opened a document that had just been transferred.

"Okay! The account check is over..."

Shu Chuo said in a loud voice while sliding his hand on the tablet.

"In February of the second year of Takeori, the Shangqing sect was commissioned to make one hundred and fifty magical swords. The cost of making one sword was one thousand five hundred guan... Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk! No wonder Pan Zhenren wanted to eliminate the personnel who made the magic weapons in the Lukou Department. This

The craftsmanship fee has almost caught up with the selling price on the market at that time!”

After saying that, Shu Chuo raised his head and looked at Wang Gui with a strange expression.

"Speaking of which... Wang Zhenren, you Shangqing sect really didn't buy the magic sword in the market to do business, right?"

Regarding Shu Chuo's accusation, Wang Gui waved his hand indifferently.

"I don't know what you are talking about. You should just come to the conclusion. How much do I need from the Shangqing Sect to advance?"

"happy!"

Shu Chuo pointed his thumb at Wang Gui, and then swiped on the tablet, quickly reaching the bottom of the form. But he didn't expect that when he saw the numbers, even Shu Chuo himself was stupefied.

Really shocked.

"Oops! Master Wang, you Shangqing sect are too shady. In just a few years, there have been more than 410,000 misaccounts in the Ministry of Finance. Are you robbing?"

"..."

After hearing this number, Wang Gui seemed to be shocked, but he quickly calmed down.

"There will inevitably be wear and tear on the magic weapon, so it is normal for the property not to be accounted for. This has nothing to do with my Shangqing sect. But since the accounts are like this, I, the Shangqing sect, will not deny it. The money will be delivered tomorrow

Viewed from Qingdu!"

"readily!"

After hearing Wang Gui's words, Shu Chuo gave him a thumbs up again.

"Since you, Master Wang, have acknowledged the debt, I will be waiting for Master Wang's money in Qingdu Temple. I hope you will hurry up and don't wait for Master Qingwei, my family, to come to ask for payment from Master Pan. Then everyone will lose face."

Got it!"

After finishing speaking, Shu Chuo waved his hand and led the young Taoist priests to leave the Taishi Bureau's accounting room triumphantly.

After watching Shu Chuo leave, the rat-bearded man looked at Wang Gui guiltily and said in a low voice.

"Sir, when storing things in a warehouse, it is customary to have a 30% loss. You shouldn't have agreed so readily just now..."

Whoosh!

Before he finished speaking, he saw Wang Gui already moving like a thunderbolt. He grabbed the rat-bearded man by the neck, lifted him up and pushed him against the wall, and said with a cold face.

"Senior Brother Pan told Pindao that even if Qingwei was worth just one copper, he would be able to find a deficit of less than 300,000 yuan from the accounts at most. But now they have found out that it is more than 410,000 yuan. An Boshou,

Tell Pindao, where did the remaining hundreds of thousands go?"

"Well……"

The rat-bearded man looked panicked and shook his head desperately.

"Some...don't...don't...know!"

"have no idea!"

Wang Gui sneered.

"An Boshou, are you as stupid as a poor Taoist? Come here!"

As he spoke, he saw two young Taoist priests wearing Shangqing Taoist robes pushing open the door and entering.

boom!
To be continued...