"You see, this is the account book of the last half year." In the room, Zhong Hao sat on the Taishi chair behind the desk, and Feng Kun, who was sitting opposite, took the account book he handed over and looked at it.

"This ......" After a while, Feng Kun looked up in surprise and looked at Song Zhonghao. Young master, the number in this account book is very wrong. ”

"Naturally, it's a big mistake." Zhong Hao took a sip of tea and handed another account book to Feng Kun, "Look at this one again." ”

Feng Kun nodded while looking at it, "If that's the case, these loopholes will be filled." The person who does the accounting is very high-minded and does it very secretively. ”

"That's Mr. Feng is more powerful, you can see the problem at a glance." Zhong Hao smiled. "I have called you here to instruct you to change all the account books they sent me in this way, so that no flaws can be seen."

"But young master, although it is hidden in this way, if it is really investigated, the two phases will still be exposed." Feng Kun looked at Song Zhonghao with some surprise.

"You don't have to worry about it, just do it." Zhong Hao put the jade bone fan in his hand and patted it, "By the way, you open a single account, make the things I explained last time, and then send someone to buy a large number of raw silk and silkworm chrysalis, all according to this account, understand?" ”

What do you want to do by opening accounts alone, making external accounts, and letting Feng Kun make wrong accounts in person?

In the dark, on the prosperous and extravagant glazed tile roof, two eyes quietly passed through the gap, and everything in the house was clearly seen.

The two account books were in Feng Kun's hands, but they were covered by his wide sleeves, and the names could not be seen clearly.

"Young master's words, the old slave knows." Feng Kun is the old man of the Song Sect, and he is a relative of the Song family, and he has always been in the same breath as the Song Sect, so his sincerity towards Song Zhonghao is very strong.

"I heard that your son is getting married?"

"The old man, the young master took care of the family, and personally took care of the family affairs, the old slave and the dog are very grateful." Feng Kun said this from the bottom of his heart, if it weren't for the father and son of the Song family, his son wouldn't have been able to get a move at a young age. There is also the Song family as a matchmaker, so that he can marry the youngest daughter of the salt transport envoy Si Yun Tong Wan. This family business can be said to be Feng Kungao more than a little bit, how can he not thank the Song family.

"If Qizheng does a good job, I can hand over all my foreign products to him to take care of in the future. Also, when you are old and find a suitable successor, tell me that you should take it first, and let him take over your class later. I will definitely be satisfied with the person Mr. Feng has chosen. Zhong Hao smiled at Feng Kun, his gaze was gentle and sharp.

Feng Kun understood these words. Zhong Hao will trust himself in this incident, and he will also earn a good future for his son and the entire family through this performance.

Sooner or later, the pattern of the Song Gate will change, and there is only one master he can choose.

"The old slave is a little child, thank you, young master!"

The internal and external account rooms have always been the descendants of the Song Sect, Zhong Hao suddenly showed favor to Feng Kun at this time, did he find something?

"Who, who's there!"

A wild cat came running out of nowhere, and the night guard suddenly looked up and found the figure of a black ghost on the roof.

"Whoosh" a few cold arrows, piercing the cool night wind, whistling. The guards of the Song family all have excellent skills. The shadow had just dodged the cluster of arrows that flew into it, and more than a dozen guards had already flown onto the roof.

"The young master said, I want to catch it alive!" The chapel stood in the courtyard and commanded in a loud voice.

A palm slashed from the side, and the man also had excellent kung fu, dodging in a moment, and with a twist of his hand, he broke the neck of another guard who rushed over. Leaning over to dodge the cold blade that followed, he turned and kicked the guard far away. The knife did not hit the ground, but the man took it in his hand, cut it horizontally, and cut the throats of the two guards with one sword, and then shook it hard, nailing the guards rushing in front of him to the wooden pillar.

Good Kung Fu! Zhong Hao had also come out at this moment, standing in the middle of a group of guards with his sleeves on, looking up at the wonderful and tragic battle on the roof.

"Oh, go ahead, get things done in five days and then talk back." He looked at the unusually agile black figure, waved his hand, and Feng Kun withdrew.

Seeing that the original guards had been almost wiped out by the man, more guards poured in. And obviously, these people are even better.

The sharp blade slashed through the wind, wiping his face to dodge, and an impenetrable sword flower had already struck from behind, although he tried his best to dodge, he was still hit by the sharp palm coming from the side, and there was a taste of blood in his mouth.

"Young Master Ben wants to live!" Zhong Hao took half a step forward and retreated. "I'm useless with dead people!"

"Yes!" Everyone should be, but it's a bit of a hindrance to move like this.

The man was wounded, but he didn't admit defeat at all, and his attack was even more vicious and cruel than before. Twisted the wrist of a guard, broke it hard, and poked the sword in his hand into his eye socket without hesitation, and with a forceful slash, thick blood gushed out, and a terrible cry resounded throughout the Song Mansion, and there were bloody eyeballs on the sword head, and in the next second, this sword head had stabbed into another person's heart.

The scene of the fight became more and more terrifying, and Xiao Tang and a few ordinary people standing beside Zhong Hao couldn't help but gasp.

Zhong Hao stared at him motionlessly.

Although he can fight, he can't stand the number of guards of the Song family. The man slashed the neck of the man in front of him with a sword, and more people rushed forward. Forcefully split the crowd in front of you, but neglected your feet. He was kicked to the ground, blood gushed out from his ankles, and the tearing sensation instantly robbed him of all consciousness.

No, you can't fall right now! But the movement was still sluggish. Another kick came from Lingyan, which hit the back right in the back, "Poof! The man's mouth spat out a mouthful of blood.

Zhong Hao's eyebrows moved slightly.

The guard Changsheng was afraid that his subordinates would not know the severity of the attack, and killed the person Song Zhonghao wanted, so he immediately drew his sword and stepped forward.

Surprisingly, however, this guy still has a helper. Three or four black-clothed men jumped into the air, swords connected, their techniques were clean and neat, and their strength was very great.

The whistle sounded outside the courtyard, and several black-clothed people surrounded the man, and suddenly smoke rose, and when the smoke cleared, there was no one on the roof.

Zhong Hao didn't speak, and no one in the courtyard dared to speak, and the strong smell of blood came to his nose.

What a clean approach, such a resolute heart.

The man was carried by the man in black and ran in the night, unable to move his hands or feet, nor able to speak.

Who are these people? Where are they going?

The night of Ending City has completely arrived, and there are no stars or moon in the dark night sky.

At this moment, on the carriage in the suburbs, the corner lights on the four sides are extremely bright.

He was sent into the carriage by the man in black, and there was a boy in the carriage, and he looked at him, smiling slightly. The small wooden crown on the head is engraved with a lotus pattern.

"Qingxia Gongzi, I haven't seen you for a long time, it seems that you are not doing well."

"It's you, Zhai Ke!"