Gu Wenheng had just sent out a letter when an urgent dispatch from his home arrived. Accompanying it was a tightly sealed wooden box.
Gu Wenheng didn't even need to open the letter to guess its contents.
He had someone move the items to his study. Upon opening the dispatch, the contents were exactly as he had expected. Without even opening the box, he had it carried directly to the palace gates.
Because he had been making quite a stir lately, the Emperor thought he had another urgent memorial and immediately summoned him. To the Emperor's surprise, Gu Wenheng hadn't come alone; he had brought along a wooden box.
Hua Zhang took a deep breath, wondering if Gu Wenheng had uncovered more bad accounts. These past few days, whenever he closed his eyes, his head was filled with ledgers. He had finally managed to get a good night's sleep yesterday, and now this again?
