Daqin: Qin Shihuang can hear my heart

Chapter 557

A few days ago, news of Li Zhao's death in Baihua Valley reached the emperor's ears from the intelligence department, and the emperor was immediately furious.

This is the second time, the first time Li Zhao was forced to jump off a cliff, this time he was pushed down a valley, and every time he came for Li Zhao.

"Who? Who is targeting Li Zhao so much? Could it be that my Great Qin can't tolerate heroes so much?"

Shang Xin was trembling beside him, not daring to breathe, and quickly said in a low voice: "The news from the elite said that it was Mr. Xiang who did it."

"Mr. Xiang? It's Mr. Xiang again. Who is this person?" The emperor slammed his fist on the desk, pointing to the Prime Minister and Donghai, and said, "No matter who Mr. Xiang is, let me check, check! Even if I search the east, I have to find out who Mr. Xiang is, and I will tear him apart."

The emperor's anger was hard to calm, "Come here, call Lang Zhongling and Wei Wei."

At this moment, the secret palace is like a flaming mountain erupting, full of flames everywhere, and the center is Yingzheng.

A quarter of an hour later, Lang Zhongling and Wei Wei arrived at the same time, all out of breath, facing the emperor's fury, all lowered their heads, and waited carefully.

"I ordered you to lead the crowd to set out immediately. We must find Duke Xiang and take him back to Xianyang. I want to see with my own eyes what Duke Xiang is, and dare to treat my heroes like this."

Lang Zhongling and Wei Wei dared not say anything, and immediately took orders to go. A few quarters of an hour later, the emperor's personal guards, the Wei Wei who defended the imperial city, were all ready to go, and left towards the minister.

Galloping horses are flying, dust and smoke are floating everywhere, just like the end of the world, in fact, the end is coming, the news of Li Zhao's death shakes the whole Great Qin.

This is the second time.

In the secret palace, the emperor shouted: "Where is the Iron Eagle?"

The sound was like thunder from the nine heavens, shaking everywhere, and after a while Tie Ying appeared like a ghost, but he restrained a lot, not as presumptuous as before.

The emperor's wrath was unprecedented, and no one dared to touch it.

"Tie Ying, immediately mobilize everyone in the Black Ice Terrace to search for Li Zhao. If he was really killed, I want to see the body. If there is no body, I will rescue him immediately."

"No!" Tie Ying came and went in a hurry, and disappeared in an instant.

After the three guards left, Shang Xin became worried, and asked worriedly, "Your Majesty, how safe is the Secret Palace?"

The emperor ignored it, and hoarsely said: "If Li Zhao is dead, is there still a need for the secret palace? My safety is second, and Li Zhao is the most important."

Shang Xin was stunned, he had never imagined that Li Zhao had reached such a level in the emperor's heart.

But the worry was only for a moment, and he soon settled down. The three giants left, and only the elite could protect His Majesty well.

Li Zhao didn't know what happened in Shanglinyuan. At this moment, he looked at Young Master Cui coldly, even if he covered his head with a black veil, he couldn't hide his sarcasm.

He retorted: "Even if I don't know anything, I won't do anything."

When these words came out, the people brought by Young Master Cui roared with laughter, but the people in the Juncheng Mansion couldn't help covering their mouths and sniggering, it was really too funny.

In Donghai County, who dared to say that he defeated Accountant Hu without any effort, only this person!
Yan'er was a little embarrassed, she regretted so much, she regretted letting this person out, she just wanted to treat the dead horse as a living horse doctor, but she didn't know that the horse died before it was treated.

It's really better to let her go into battle by herself, maybe she can still lose with some dignity.

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up!"

The county magistrate was impatient and immediately urged Li Zhao, because the accountant had been going on for a long time, and the incense was half burned.

"Yes, hurry up! Even if you lose, I will forgive you." Yan'er urged Li Zhao softly, not wanting to put too much pressure on Li Zhao.

Li Zhao smiled lightly, walked to Qian Ji's side unhurriedly, and flipped through it casually.

In fact, this money record is not complicated, every income and expenditure is clearly recorded, and it only needs to be calculated clearly.

Accountant Hu's actions are very quick, he has already done half of the calculations, and it is done in an orderly manner. If this trend continues, even if there is a mistake, it will only be a slight error.

After a while, Li Zhao didn't know how he did it, but he just stretched out his hand to feel in his bosom, and found a strange thing, which was in the shape of a square, supported by sticks in the middle, and on the sticks were wooden things like wheels.

But not as big as a wheel, it looks much smaller.

"What is this?"

Yan'er looked strange, she had never seen such a thing, and of course neither had anyone else.

"This is an abacus, specially used for calculating accounts."

Li Zhao didn't explain too much, and started to flip through the money registers from the first page.The numbers in the money book are recorded in small seal script, so after so many years in the Great Qin Dynasty, it is natural that he cannot be troubled.

clap clap clap!
After reading the first page, the abacus also made a sound at the same time.

I saw that the turning of each page was accompanied by the turning of the beads, and it continued like this.

Looking at Hu's accountant again, he still maintains the same movement. At first everyone thought that he was going through the accounts very fast, but since Li Zhao started to look through the accounts, his speed felt like a snail crawling instead.

In contrast, Li Zhao is just playing. Yes, this is the common thought of everyone. Every government has an account, more or less. Every government has its calculations. Almost everyone has seen how to settle accounts, but they have never seen such calculations as Li Zhao.

What does this look like, after reading one page and then moving on to the next page, it's no different from swallowing jujubes whole.

That's nonsense!

"Hey! It seems that I really don't understand anything!"

Yan'er shook her head, she no longer had any illusions about Li Zhao.

Crash!Turning with one hand!Papapa, the other hand was beating.

As the number of pages decreases, the beads in the abacus also increase upwards.

Looking at Hu's accounting room, it is still so orderly, the number of pages is gradually decreasing, more and more sticks are accumulated, and the records are becoming more and more dense.

In the end, Li Zhao knocked on the last bead, heaved a sigh of relief, wiped off his sweat and said, "It's over."

"Salt 180 taels, iron 630 taels."

There are countless numbers, and they are accurate to the smallest bit, as if there is such a thing.

"Haha! Kid, are you making a random report and paying back a million? It's as if it's real." Young Master Cui teased.

He knows very little about salt and iron, so he naturally doesn't know how much the million is different from the reality, but he feels that the million is too outrageous.

But the sheriff frowned, because it was almost the same as last year. However, when he thought of Li Zhao's tricky calculations, he suddenly smiled, thinking that this son must have known last year's accounts and reported a similar amount indiscriminately.

Don't take it to heart at all, maybe everyone has such an idea!After the game is over, it's going to be a shame.

Elder Confucianism nodded to Li Zhao, but he did not make any comments, his eyes fell on Accountant Hu.

At this moment, Accountant Hu is still counting. Maybe Li Zhao puts too much pressure on him, or maybe the incense has burned to the end, and his back is completely soaked, and his brows are full of anxiety.

Finally, when the incense burnt out, the old Confucian hurriedly yelled: "Stop, don't count again."

Accountant Hu stopped what he was doing and wrote down the last number.

He's done too.

"Accountant Hu, report your total."

Accountant Hu seemed very confident. He stood up and took a piece of paper, and read out methodically: "Salt 180 renminbi, iron 190 renminbi."

Hearing this, the sheriff nodded. This is not much different from last year, and it must be exactly the same.

"Okay, please ask the Yantie official office to calculate it." Ru Lao nodded, and then ordered the Yantie official office accountant.

Another stick of incense passed, and after a few quarters of an hour, the accountant was able to calculate the number, but for the sake of fairness, the old man asked them to recalculate twice, and it took several sticks of incense to get an accurate number.

"Old Confucianism, how about reading the result quickly?"

(End of this chapter)