Bai Zhi'er looked up and down, nodding her little head: "There's nothing wrong here."
The Minister of Revenue smiled with his skin but not his eyes: "Please turn a page, Princess."
On the second page was an old man named Chang Zhongniu, aged fifty-three.
Yet, according to government records, the silver tael given to him annually amounted to eighty taels, along with ten acres of good land.
The Minister of Revenue said indignantly: "There are so many loyal soldiers who have worked hard for Great Chu, why does this Uncle Chang receive so much subsidy?"
"I suspect there is corruption involved, so I investigated thoroughly and discovered that this Old Soldier Chang, before retiring, was following Prince Qing, part of the elite team under his command!"
"Your Highness, I have reason to suspect that someone is using the Prince's influence to gain personal profit."
