"Princess, what do you mean by that?" The steward hesitated.

The cold gaze was like a knife, and the steward was under Jiang Qingyue's gaze, his forehead was covered with sweat, and it took a long time before he heard the voice of the amnesty: "Let's go." ”

There are really a lot of bustling people gathered in one place, and if they form a force, they should not be underestimated.

"Nanjiang Grange was originally my mother: Annan took care of it, and then fell into the hands of others, so that the big guy suffered a lot, today it is taken over by the princess, looking at the past accounts, everyone works hard, steward, and orders to go down, everyone can come to me to receive a penny." Jiang Qingyue waved her hand, and the coachman and Xiang'er came up with baskets of copper coins.

Everyone likes the taste of silver, and looking at the silver, many people's eyes shine.

The steward nodded again and again, holding the roster and calling for change one by one.

It wasn't until the money arrived in their hands that people kept thanking them as if they had just woken up from a big dream.

Only by winning people's hearts can you gain a foothold: "Everyone, in the future, the princess will be the master of the house, and naturally she will not treat you badly. ”

The news was sent, like boiling water throwing stones, and it was unbelievable between the bright appearances, and someone took the lead in kneeling down to thank him, and after a while, he knelt a large piece of hula: "The princess is a living Bodhisattva, a living Bodhisattva." ”

"Get up, you're busy and hard today, and I've gathered everyone to come over and disperse." Jiang Qingyue raised her hand to dismiss everyone, and glanced at the steward next to her with a smile: "Steward, this princess is not very familiar with this place, so I bother you to lead the way." ”

"This is natural, princess, please." The steward didn't see anything unusual on his face, and he took her around with him, and introduced the crops everywhere.

Standing on the ridge of the field, Jiang Qingyue looked down at the yellowed crops under her feet, and said softly: "I don't know what to call the steward." ”

"Villain Qian Xinghui."

"Good name," Jiang Qingyue put the account book he was carrying on his arched hand: "Money manager, this princess is not an arrogant person, although your account book is very old, there are still flaws in it, it doesn't matter how the accounts were in the past, the important thing is that this princess is not allowed to be deceived by anyone!" ”

Looking at her smiling face, but her eyes were cold, Steward Qian swallowed his saliva and lowered his head deeply: "The villain knows his mistakes, and the princess will definitely see the truth tomorrow." ”

"Stand down, this princess will turn around herself." Looking at the back of him leaving, Jiang Qingyue squatted down and pulled the ears of wheat in her hands, the taste of the fragrance was somewhat similar to the taste of her hometown in her previous life.

King Ping looked at her from a short distance and looked at her with a comfortable appearance, and she lost the disguise of her whole body, but she was also gentle.

The next day, before it was dark, Jiang Qingyue got up early, ran around outside, and when she went back, she saw the account books piled up at the door, and called Xiang'er to hold the account books in: "Xiang'er, you have been by my side for so long, these are also things to learn." ”

Xiang'er nodded with a bitter face, in the past, it was enough to learn Buddhism with Master Mingxin, but now, she has to learn to read the accounts.

"Here, it is obvious that the expenditure is not right, which means that there is something in this account and needs to be taken a good look." The abacus in Jiang Qingyue's hand crackled, and Xiang'er was dizzy when she listened.

The account book was read for three days in a row, and in the past three days, Jiang Qingyue used grace and power on the people outside, and subdued a group of people properly.

King Ping looked at her like a fish in water, if there was no black green at the moment, he would really suspect that she was enjoying it.

"Miss, it's finally over." Xiang'er collapsed on the account book tiredly, muttering in her mouth: "There are tens of thousands of taels of snowflake silver missing, and I don't know where it went." ”

Jiang Qingyue rubbed her sore wrist: "Where else can I go, either into the Wang family's pocket, or into the money manager's pocket, you have worked hard, and you will leave for your return tomorrow." ”

"You're not going to take care of this silver?" King Ping picked up her bookkeeping paper and looked at it, although the regulations were clear, the handwriting on it did not dare to compliment: "Tsk, it's really ugly." ”

Jiang Qingyue didn't pay attention to it: "If I go to investigate now, I will either remove the position of money manager, or I will confront the Wang family, no matter which one it is, it will make the people I have accumulated now disheartened, and the gains outweigh the losses." ”

nodded slightly, in terms of winning people's hearts, she is indeed not her opponent.

"Princess, princess, no!" The voice from outside was anxious, and Jiang Qingyue put away the paper in King Ping's hand and put it in her sleeve.

No matter how anxious it is, you can't mess up your temperament, Xiang'er opened the door, and Jiang Qingyue asked, "What's the matter?" ”

Seeing this, the people who came in a hurry didn't dare to offend, and suppressed the anxiety in their hearts: "Princess, the money manager has decided on his own!" ”

"How are people?"

"Alive."

"Lead the way." As soon as she lifted her dress, Jiang Qingyue hurriedly left with Xiang'er, but her face was cold, and at this moment, she naturally knew that she had checked the accounts, was it to get out, or to apologize to the Wang family?

After thinking about it, I came to the dilapidated thatched hut.

Lying on the bed, her face was as pale as paper, Jiang Qingyue stepped forward to check her pulse and committed suicide by taking poison.

"Which of you is the fastest?" Jiang Qingyue looked back, the corners of her mouth were cold, and her eyes were full of majesty.

There was silence for a moment before someone shuddered and said, "King, princess, I can." ”

"You go to the princess's quarters, and in the south direction under the bed in the room, take the princess's package, and maybe you can save his life."

"Yes."

Looking at Qian Xinghui, whose breathing was getting weaker and weaker, Jiang Qingyue squinted her eyes: If you want to die, it's not so easy.

The old woman who was guarding Qian Xinghui on the side, originally worried about the identity of Princess Jiang Qingyue, suppressed her crying, and after a long time, she still couldn't hold it down, sobbing quietly.

"People don't die."

Jiang Qingyue stretched out her hand and pulled out the clothes on the chest of the money manager, and this scene fell in the eyes of King Ping, who followed, and inexplicably felt a little obstructive.

"Princess, get it." The errand runner gasped.

"Go light a candle and bring it." Jiang Qingyue thanked Master Mingxin at this moment, if it weren't for her, she would only be helpless today, and she couldn't even find Lang Zhong in such a remote place.

The silver needles were baked on the candle one by one, and they were inserted in Qian Xinghui's chest, and the long needles did not enter an inch, and the old woman was frightened when she watched from the sidelines, and couldn't help but speak: "Is the princess really okay?" ”

The quiet environment suddenly sounded, Jiang Qingyue's fingertips trembled, she almost missed the needle, frowned and glared at her, and said coldly: "Get out!" ”

The old woman trembled with tears rippling in her eyes: "Princess, grass people, grass people..."

"Princess, Granny Gao is just worried." Some people couldn't see it and pleaded.

Putting down the silver needle in her hand, Jiang Qingyue looked at them, her lips hooked and smiled: "If you delay for a while, Qian Xinghui will die quickly." ”