No wonder the Wang family hurriedly sent himself over to collect the cashier's money, and there was still this kind of thing in it.

However, looking at his milky hairy boy, Steward Wang felt a little bold in his heart, and raised his head to meet Jiang Qingyue's gaze: "You said yes?" Stinky boy, empty mouth and white teeth are going to go to the yamen. ”

Yamen, Jiang Qingyue nodded thoughtfully, and there was a little more difficulty on her face.

It's really hard to say your current identity when you are on the yamen.

Seeing that her delicate face was stained with embarrassment, Steward Wang's eyebrows fluttered, and he straightened his fat belly, "Stinky boy, don't bring the account book yet!" ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to fish, but he pounced.

Jiang Qingyue looked at his embarrassed appearance with a light smile, tilted her head and shook the account book in her hand: "Then let's go." ”

"You,"

I didn't pay attention to it anyway, and I didn't care about scaring her when I reported it to the yamen, who would have thought that this kid would be so arrogant.

Seeing Steward Wang's hesitant appearance, Jiang Qingyue spoke: "What, don't you dare?" ”

"Who said I wouldn't dare, you wait, I'll go and invite my wife, stinky boy, if you have the guts, just wait here!" Steward Wang knew that he had messed up, so he hurried away with cruel words.

Today, if you can't receive the money, I'm afraid that the Wang family won't have a good face, so it's better to let her go out by herself.

Seeing the oil smeared under the feet of the people, Jiang Qingyue did not chase it out, took out the Ping Wang token from his sleeve, and shook it in front of the guy's eyes: "This is the order of the Ping King, you are quiet." ”

"Hey, hey, I can't afford your honorific title, King Ping's order has to look at your title deed, shop deed," the guy compensated, laughed, fortunately, he was not rude.

"Xiao Xiang."

Xiang'er was dissatisfied with this name, and secretly snorted herself, not daring to say more.

The obedient title deed and shop deed were handed to the man, and they were checked one by one, and there were no mistakes or omissions.

Jiang Qingyue's ten fingers were slender, slowly flipping the account book in front of her, her thin lips were dyed a little red, revealing a layer of pink.

The room was silent, save for the sound of her flipping through a book.

The tea at hand was steaming hot, a broken moon was quiet, Jiang Qingyue just took the tea and wet her lips, and the imposing Wang came in at the door: "Which one is not long-eyed and wants to go to the yamen with Mrs. Ben?" ”

Raising her eyes, Jiang Qingyue didn't move a bit, and the housekeeper didn't know what to say, but he really invited this Bodhisattva.

Wang walked around the store, no one responded, only Jiang Qingyue was dressed in men's clothes, sitting lightly and drinking tea, Steward Wang stretched out his finger, and attached it to Wang's ear I don't know what to say, which made her angry, and stepped forward and pulled over the account book: "It's you yellow-mouthed child!" ”

smoothed the folds of her robe, Jiang Qingyue got up: "Huangkou Xiao'er doesn't dare to bear it, he will be eighteen years old this year." ”

Such an indifferent attitude made the Wang family look rude, cleared his throat, and opened his eyes: "Don't worry about it, this is Mrs. Ben's property, what are you doing?" ”

"Naturally, I was ordered by my master!" The tone at the end of the words was a little heavier, and Jiang Qingyue wanted to see what kind of medicine she was selling in her gourd.

The Wang family did not answer, and now the one who can have the right to take away the shop is nothing more than Jiang Qingyue alone, although the gilded pavilion has been defeated, there are still a few hundred taels of snowflake silver every month: "This is wrong, although your master has taken over, but this month's profits still belong to Jiang Mansion." ”

A sneer pouted at the corner of her mouth, and Jiang Qingyue said unhurriedly: "According to what Madame said, it is overstepping." He asked in a chatty tone, "I don't know how much snowflake silver Madame collects every month, so I can go back and explain it later." ”

Seeing that he had a good attitude, Wang waved his hand: "It's not much, eight or nine hundred." ”

After that, he looked at her vigilantly: "What are you asking for!" ”

"It's just that I have some doubts about the numbers in the account book, but now Mrs. Chrysostom understands that the original account record is five hundred taels of silver. Madame said that it was eight or nine hundred," Jiang Qingyue walked around her easily: "It seems that Madame has a lot of ambiguity." ”

After a pause, he continued to speak: "I don't know, let Master Jiang know the difference, how it should be!" ”

As soon as the words fell, Wang's body shook, and he still pretended to look at her stubbornly: "What nonsense are you talking about, I just said it casually, and I can't count it." ”

"Heh," Jiang Qingyue Shi Shiran sat down, picked up the celadon teacup and brushed away the broken dust on the water: "Madame has many shops, and the means are naturally clever, I don't know how many families are like this, and I don't know where all the money is subsidized." ”

Wang's maiden family is unreliable, reaching out to ask for money every year, and Wang's tightening of clothes and food is not enough for the expenses of those people.

Listening to her words, the handkerchief in Wang's hand was twisted into a rope, the palm of his hand was strangled red, and he stared at her tightly, and for a moment, tears were already raining down.

"I don't take money anymore."

Leave with a word.

Jiang Qingyue put down the teacup and said leisurely: "Slow." ”

Wang's footsteps when he went out stopped abruptly, and he looked back at her angrily: "What else do you have to do!" ”

"My master has instructed, if the account check is smooth today, it will be fine, if someone is in trouble, you must spit out all the money before!" The loud words and Jiang Qingyue's cold eyes made Wang shiver.

Steward Wang's eyes were quick to hold on to the talent, and he was fine.

Wang looked at the indifference in his eyes, just like Jiang Qingyue: "Your master also said that the money in the past can be regarded as the kindness of the Jiang Mansion." ”

"Jiang Mansion, it's not that much kindness," Jiang Qingyue stepped forward slowly, gradually approaching: "Madam, these fake accounts you have made are involved in taxes, if it is reported to the yamen, I don't know if the black gauze hat on Lord Jiang's head can be kept." ”

Wang only felt that a shadow was shrouded in front of him, and before he could speak, he heard it again: "And Lord Jiang's favor for you, I don't know if I can keep it." ”

Jiang Liehai is a mercenary person, which has affected his official career, how can he still keep her.

The knife pierced into the heart, and Jiang Qingyue didn't finish speaking: "Your mother's house has now become a gold cave, where else can you go without the protection of the Jiang family?" ”

Wang only felt that his eyes were black, his spirit was exhausted, and he passed out.

"Get her in, and you'll have to pay it back when you wake up." Jiang Qingyue originally didn't plan to recover the previous silver, but now the Wang family sent it to the door herself.

The fragrant tea was on one after another, and Xiang'er's yawning was one after another.

The Wang family in the inner wing still hasn't woken up.

"Childe, when are we going back," Xiang'er leaned on the chair next to her and watched Jiang Qingyue indifferently flip through the account book, yawning and tears flowing.

"When will Mrs. Jiang wake up, when will we leave."

Wang's eyelids twitched on the bed.