Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Hole

Until Lin Hao's figure disappeared at the courtyard gate, Lin Zhaomin unexpectedly withdrew his eyes, and there was no displeasure on his face, but in fact, there were waves and mixed tastes inside.

"Don't make trouble for me these days, if I think about it again these days, I will have to let her take you into the palace, and your uncle can personally run for you."

Lin Zhaomin's shrewd eyes flashed a hint of darkness, and he said in a resounding voice.

How to get Lin Zhen to take off her guard? It seems that her aunt must take the initiative to put on an attitude.

At this time, there is no way to go wrong, what is the loss of face for her as a mother! After all, her daughter's bright future has been settled.

"My daughter understands."

Qin Shuangying's reluctance, Fang Zhen's ridicule of Lin Hao made her feel a little happy, and before she could get out of her bad breath, she was shocked by Lin Zhaomin's words.

"Let's go, let's go and see Chen'er. Don't talk nonsense about your aunt's place......"

Not at ease, Lin Zhaomin specially admonished, and carried Qin Shuang into the inner room together.

……

Lin Zhen in front of the desk had a worried look between her eyebrows, holding the account book in her hand, and Steward Zhang waited for a long time, but she didn't dare to disturb her.

When Steward Zhang's feet were numb, he heard Ming Huan finally speak, "Girl, Steward Zhang has been here for a long time." ”

"Oh?"

Lin Hao got up at this time, bypassed the desk, and came to Steward Zhang's approach.

"Steward Zhang, let me ask you, why did the second son spend so many taels of silver last month?"

Lin Zhen spread out the accounts with her hands and questioned bluntly.

"This ...... The slave is only responsible for giving, but he does not dare to ask the use of the master. ”

Steward Zhang didn't understand why Lin Hao suddenly became difficult, but it was two hundred taels of silver more than usual, which was nothing to the Chengguo Mansion.

But Lin Zhen is more serious.

Even if the second son's expenditure is a little more, the eldest lady should ask, what is Lin Zhen's heart?

He was respectful on his face, but he had other plans in his heart.

Lin Hao knew that this steward's qualifications were naturally better than hers.

It's not impatient, his eyebrows are raised, and his tone is flat, "In this case, the monthly income of the Chengguo Mansion is so much, I see that the rent collected from the fields and houses under my name is not enough to support so many people in the whole house, and the second son has more expenses today, and I have more expenses tomorrow, so why not reduce the number of meals to two meals in this house?" Or do you deduct half of the monthly money from the domestic servants this month? This will fill the hole. ”

As soon as Lin Hao mentioned this, Steward Zhang's face changed.

This moon silver is the most important thing for the servants, and the master can punish him at will, if he says that he is a fine of the moon silver, but he wants these servants to have half a life.

Most of the domestic servants who work in the house rely on this silver to help their families, and whoever has enough food in the house will sell their children to the house as slaves and maids!

No matter how bad it is, you have to take care of your mother-in-law and do an easy job, so Baba pointed to the monthly silver, and heard Lin Hao say that half of the monthly silver would be deducted.

It's not as good as slashing at the tip of everyone's hearts!

"This ...... Isn't that right? The girl wanted to move this thought, I don't know if she told the eldest lady, she ......, "How can he dare to argue with Lin Zhen head-on."

Immediately moved out of the mountain of Lin Mu, and the implication was that it was not Lin Hao's turn to call the shots on his own.

However, his face was deferential, just a reminder from Nono.

"Huh." Lin Hao sneered and did not continue.

The steward waited half-bent, and the two were silent for a long time.

The coldness in Lin Hao's eyes gradually condensed into frost.

"I didn't know that Steward Zhang actually took out his mother to press me, you just do it, if my mother asks about it, I have what I have to say. But I see that Steward Zhang has more ideas now, and he can disobey the master's will? Lin Zhen blew the tea that Ming Huan had just served, took a sip, and then said leisurely.

The words were not heavy, but the words were poked on Steward Zhang's heart, and his back tightened.

No matter how capable he is in this Chengguo Mansion, he is also a slave, and Lin Hao is also a master no matter how poor he is.

"The minions don't dare."

Lin Zhen was skillful, and Manager Zhang didn't intend to argue, so he simply knelt down and pleaded guilty.

"Steward Zhang has been in charge of the mansion for many years, and there is no need to say much about your ability, but I saw that you were deaf and clear-sighted, and you didn't even take me in your eyes."

Steward Zhang's heart chuckled, and his gaze crashed into Lin Hao's pupils, revealing a momentum that did not match her age, and almost overwhelmed Steward Zhang.

Steward Zhang is nearly forty years old, and the hearts of the people have long been figured out.

It is incredible that he was forced to come here by the young Lin Zhen today.

"The girl is angry, and the slave knows her mistake."

Steward Zhang was a little depressed, so he had to give in.

"Go ahead! The second brother has spent an extra two hundred taels of silver, and you must come back, otherwise the servants of the whole house will use half of the silver to make up for this basket. Lin Zhenyun said lightly, "Presumably my father also wants to know what the second brother did with these two hundred taels of silver!" ”

Two hundred taels!

Even if the sum of all the subordinates in the whole mansion in a month is less than two hundred taels, this Lin Zhen is clearly deliberately embarrassing him.

"This ......" The silver that the master took away, he is just a servant in charge, how much ability can he find the second son to get it back?

"I'm not embarrassed by you, it's just that you mentioned this in front of Erniang, won't it be solved?" Lin Hao kindly pointed out a way.

"Second lady, will she give?"

Steward Zhang knew that Zhou Mei was strict with her subordinates, and with the support of the old lady, everyone in the house was afraid of her, and even he needed to be careful in handling Zhou Mei's affairs, for fear that a person who would offend her was not careful!

"You can do it yourself."

Lin Hao did not continue to persuade, as if smiling, he waved his hand to let him retreat.

Steward Zhang was so worried that he had to go to Qiulan Courtyard.

Under Zhou Mei's narrow gaze, the second son's more than two hundred taels last month was mentioned, and Lin Hao's words were passed on intact.

After some difficulty, Steward Zhang's underwear was already wet.

Zhou Mei's face changed wonderfully, and finally darkened gloomily.

When Steward Zhang thought she was going to be furious, she opened her mouth lightly, she would make up for the silver, and she didn't have to go to the second son!

Steward Zhang breathed a sigh of relief and walked out of the yard non-stop.

These two ladies have always held grudges, last time a servant girl accidentally knocked over her rouge box, and then she found an opportunity to beat people half to death, and since then, the people in the house are even more afraid of her.

Steward Zhang doesn't know why she is so easy to talk today, it's really weird, and why is Lin Zhen so sure she will give?

What's the reason for this?

Maybe the second lady has something in the hands of Lin Hao!

Thinking of this, I feel a spirit, and it's better not to know these things.

"Ma'am?"

Zhou Mei's eyes were calm, she clenched her teeth, and sat upright for a long time without making a sound.

Seeing this, Qiu Ju had to whisper.

"Smack."

A backhand slap was thrown on Qiu Ju's face, and a clear five-finger mark immediately appeared on her pale face, and half of her face was suddenly swollen, and the tips of her nails swept over, faintly oozing a few drops of blood.