Chapter 11 Old Accounts
"Shopkeeper Qin, at the beginning of this year, why didn't I see you come to the house to report the account?"
Zhao Haitang was actually not sure about the details of the accounts reported by the house, but just the extra treasury silver, she felt that the account book was not clean.
Sure enough, as soon as Zhao Haitang's words fell, Qin Shanqing's hand hidden in his sleeve began to tremble.
"If I go back to the east, I was seriously ill with typhoid fever at the beginning of the year, and I really didn't dare to go to the house to disturb me, for fear that I would get sick and give my grandmother a bad time."
Sure enough, Zhao Haitang came suddenly and asked suddenly, this little old man didn't even make up a decent reason.
"Shopkeeper Qin has worked really hard for many years. I don't bother Qin as a shopkeeper, now that I'm here, I have to take something with me. You might as well pack up, I will take away the account books of the past ten years, and it will save you a lot of trouble. ”
Zhao Haitang's tone was slightly cold, although he was polite between the lines, his face was dark and scary. Shen Qiyun on the side saw Zhao Haitang's posture, and probably knew her friend's thoughts, she called the little brother who had just run the hall, and whispered a few words, the little brother nodded again and again after hearing this, and trotted out of the door with the jade pendant she had untied.
"Little owner, this ...... This ledger has been managed by the big grandmother for many years, and this ......"
Qin Shanqing's face was embarrassed, this account book, they have done it well, but they can't stand up to scrutiny. Besides, in the past few years, he has secretly dispatched the money of the relationship, and if the small owner wants to take inventory, it must not be able to contain it.
Thinking of this, Qin Shanqing, who was originally just shaking his hands, couldn't stand on his legs a little, and he couldn't help himself to help the high table on the side.
"Humph! Shopkeeper Qin, you mean, I don't have the right to look at the ledger? Her grandmother, what can I do? ”
Zhao Haitang directly threw the tea bowl to the ground, the broken tea bowl mixed with hot water splashed on Qin Shanqing, Qin Shanqing was so frightened that he knelt directly on the ground, the porcelain piece scratched his knee, oozing a little blood, and he didn't dare to move at all.
"Miss, the little one definitely doesn't dare to think so!"
Qin Shanqing trembled and kowtowed, but Zhao Haitang didn't even raise her eyelids, she just leaned over leisurely, leaning on the soft pillow on the side, half-squinting her eyes, not knowing what she was thinking.
"This way!"
After about a cup of tea, a few people in official uniforms and hats walked neatly and stood in a room full of people.
"Shen Qiyun, what are you doing? Raiding the house? ”
Zhao Haitang shook Shen Qiyun angrily, Shen Qiyun stuck out her tongue in embarrassment, in addition to the officers and soldiers, who else could she move to move the account books for her for the past ten years?
"Shopkeeper Qin, get up, bring someone, and find out the account book. Remember, don't miss the page and the corners, or ......"
Zhao Haitang glanced at the broken porcelain slag on the ground, and the threat was very obvious.
"Yes, yes, the old slave doesn't dare, don't dare."
Qin Shanqing's face was already as dead as ashes, and the little brother who had just come back stepped forward to help him, and he stood up tremblingly.
"Today's matter, whoever says it, cut it."
Zhao Haitang left a word, and dragged Shen Qiyun out of the pawnshop.
Later, it is said that the eldest princess was afraid that Zhao Haitang would be too idle in the palace on weekdays, so in order to relieve her boredom, she vigorously transported three or four carts of poems, calligraphy, calligraphy and paintings, and a carriage full of account books, and drove into the palace in such a grand manner.
On the other end, Lei Du, who was still with a high fever, had a few bowls of bitter soup and medicine, and his complexion also improved a lot.
"Water ......"
Lei Du pursed his dry lips, his voice was a little hoarse, and his head was heavy. The sun shone so hard that he had to tilt his head slightly to dodge. Next to the bed, Shi Shi, who had stayed up all night, had already fallen asleep exhausted, and he didn't notice when Song Chaoyan entered the house.
"Brother Lei Du, you're awake!"
As soon as Song Chaoyan entered the room with her front feet, she saw Lei Du, who had woken up, weakly opening her mouth and saying something, she hurriedly walked to the side of the bed in two steps and tentatively handed over the water glass.
"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"
Xu has never served anyone to drink water, Song Chaoyan held a water cup and poured it into Lei Du's mouth, Lei Du choked and coughed, which can be regarded as quenching his thirst, but his brain is still groggy and painful.
"Young Master, you're awake!"
The sleeping stone beside the bed, awakened by the sound of coughing, rubbed his eyes, and his words were full of joy.
"You've been taking care of me?"
Lei Du's voice was hoarse, and this sentence was almost shouted in an angry voice. But his eyes shone with shrewdness, and his dark eyes looked at the woman in front of him, and there was deep doubt in his eyes.
"Yes, Brother Lei Du, you couldn't drink anything yesterday, and two or three medicine bowls were dropped, but I was in a hurry."
Song Chaoyan sat directly on the edge of the bed, Lei Du struggled to get up, but the toxicity had just faded, his body was too weak, and he barely sat up, and he felt dizzy for a while.
"Young Master......"
"Huh?"
"Are you hungry, I'll go get some porridge." Miss Zhao said......"
"You really should drink some porridge, stone, don't you go and bring it soon!"
The stone on the side saw Song Chaoyan talking nonsense with his eyes open, and wanted to refute, but Song Chaoyan's warning eyes made him swallow what he originally wanted to say.
"The lord of the hard county, the minister is guilty."
Lei Du rubbed his temples, the wound on his back was tearing and painful, allowing him to stay a little awake even if he was dizzy. Last night he was sick and dazed, and in a trance, he did see a woman guarding him by his bedside, feeding him medicine. He resisted the bitterness. But before he could resist, the smell turned into honey in his mouth.
He remembered that the woman's fingers were cold, and she kept changing the handkerchief on her head, he thought it was Zhao Haitang, he thought it was ......
Lei Du lowered his head, and in his cold face, he couldn't hide his disappointment.
He was injured like this, and the two of them were only separated by a wall, didn't she think about coming over to see him?
"Brother Lei Du, why are you so polite. What is the county lord, it's weird, just call me Chaoyan. ”
Song Chaoyan blushed, this was the first time she had spoken to a man with a foreign surname like this, and she was inevitably a little nervous in her heart.
"I don't dare."
Lei Du gently shook off Song Chaoyan's dragged hands, and with just one action, it seemed that he had exhausted all the strength of his body, making him unconsciously cough again.
Song Chaoyan's hand was thrown aside by Lei Du like this, and along with the enthusiasm she had finally mustered, it was also shattered.
"Huh? Big ......"
"Shh
At the door, Zhao Haitang held two porcelain jars in his arms, glanced at the people in the house, and retreated lightly.
"Miss Zhao!"
"Stone, this jar is an external herb, you take it and put it on your son-in-law's back, and it will be fine for seven days."
"Miss, aren't you going in?"
"No, I'm ...... There are many inconveniences in identity. ”
Zhao Haitang patted the medicine jar as if showing off.
"Don't say I sent it!"
Turning around in style, she also wanted to see him, when he was unconscious, it was okay, but now that he is awake, it can't.
Miss Zhao's identity is inconvenient, but Lord Song doesn't mind entering the house at a girl's house.
Shi put down the porridge in the thermos cup, turned around and entered the side hall with the medicine jar, and when he came back, Song Chaoyan had already left quietly.
It was late at night, and the Lingxiang Pavilion across the wall was still brightly lit.
"Miss, it's been three days, it's time to rest."
At the desk, Zhao Haitang frowned, flipping through the account book page after page, and Liu's mother held a fluffy coat in her arms and gently draped it on Zhao Haitang's body.
"Go and rest, I'll watch for a while."
Zhao Haitang didn't look up, she just roughly flipped through the accounts, there were so many questions.
There are no more than 20 guys in this pawnshop, and how can the monthly silver expenses be hundreds of taels, and not only that......
Zhao Haitang raised his hand, picked up the cinnabar pen on the side, and gently drew a red circle in a place in the corner of the page.
Hanxuan Teahouse, this almost every month, there are dozens of small money exchanges, although the pawnshop sometimes entertains guests, and there are transactions with the teahouse, which is also reasonable, but this large and small business together, in the past three years, there are hundreds of transactions, tens of millions of expenses, this is not normal.
Who is behind this teahouse? Zhao Haitang followed this line and flipped through the thick ledger all night, and finally saw a familiar name that could not be more familiar.
"Shen Zhi."
Zhao Haitang threw the account book on the table as if venting, and it happened that Liu's mother entered the door with a basin of hot water to wash her face.
"Miss, have you slept yet or have you gotten up early?"
Mother Liu put the hot water basin aside, stepped forward with a concerned face, took the brush in Zhao Haitang's hand, and rubbed Zhao Haitang's shoulder lightly and heavily.
Zhao Haitang tilted his head and closed his eyes, but his mind kept wispping with the thoughts in the ledger.
Half of the money transferred out of the pawnshop in recent years has flowed into the gilded villa, which is the property in the name of the second uncle, and half of it is all recorded in the name of the Hanxuan Teahouse, and the biggest guest of this teahouse is Shen Zhi, the idle prince who ignores the government and politics. Therefore, he knew whether it was related to the Hanxuan Teahouse, or was everything just a coincidence?
"Yo, Miss Zhao, you've been working here early in the morning?"
At the door, a deep man's voice came, and Zhao Haitang, who was still closing his eyes and recuperating, suddenly opened his eyes, like a fried cat, and his eyes were full of unkindness.
"Yo, what kind of wind is blowing today, why did you blow the dignified Lord Shen to me?"
Zhao Haitang got up and didn't look like he wanted to salute. Shen Zhi came over early in the morning, she didn't think he was just here to be sarcastic and ridiculed, as the saying goes, if you don't go to the Three Treasures Hall for anything, that's what she is talking about.
"Hmph, this king's side concubine, her mouth is always poisonous. It's just that this king remembered that on the night of the candle night in the cave room, some things had not been done yet......"
Shen Zhi took two steps forward and narrowed the distance between him and Zhao Haitang, the hot breath exhaled by Shen Zhi sprayed on Zhao Haitang's face, Zhao Haitang couldn't help but take a few steps back, this Shen Zhi is not afraid to avoid her, what's wrong today?