"Shizi, there is still more than half of the fief income."

"Drive all the servants back."

"What will happen to the Junwang Mansion in the future?"

Zhou Xiaoshun asked.

"The son of the world spares his life......"

Mr. Zhou shouted......

But he was carried out by the head of the guards.

"The proceeds of the fiefdom, I will get it back sooner or later."

"Servant ...... of the Prince's Mansion"

Zhou Lang glanced at the bookkeeper who was kneeling on the ground.

I already have a new idea in mind.

"Mr. Wan, I looked at all the account books just now."

"You help Mr. Zhou manage the accounts, and the account management is very clear."

"I'll give you another chance to continue to help the county king's mansion manage the accounts."

"Don't have any bad intentions!"

"Your wages will be increased by two taels of silver a month."

"I wonder if Mr. Wan is willing to help me?"

Zhou Lang asked.

He had read all the account books just now, and he had some understanding of the ability of this bookkeeper.

Now there is a shortage of people in the county king's mansion, and it will be difficult to find a suitable candidate for a while.

I plan to give the other party another chance.

"Ah...... The prince is not going to hold the slave accountable? ”

Wanfeng's eyes widened in surprise and asked in disbelief.

He thought that Mr. Zhou was taken down by the prince.

I can't escape the guilt, and I have already accepted my fate.

didn't expect that this prince would want to keep him.

And it also increased wages......

"I didn't say I wouldn't hold you accountable."

"But it depends on how you do in the future."

"Little Shunzi, from today."

"You take the place of the steward, the servants in front."

"As long as you have done things in the past, you can stay."

"If you are not honest, you can drive them out of the house, and then go and recruit new servants."

"In the future, the monthly accounts of the county king's mansion will be sent to me for a look."

"From this month onwards, the offerings in the back mountain will not exceed twenty taels of silver."

"Just buy robes and various supplies and send them to the back mountain."

Zhou Lang said.

"Yes, son!"

Zhou Xiaoshun replied excitedly.

"Go get busy, I still have to talk to Mr. Wan."

Zhou Lang waved his sleeves, and Zhou Xiaoshun took the order.

I made a careful inquiry with the bookkeeper for a while.

He had already asked the accounts of the current county king's mansion clearly.

In the current county king's mansion account, there is indeed less than thirty taels of silver!

Fortunately, I found a hundred taels of gold and some house deeds from Zhou Fu.

"Shizi, these house deeds are worth at least 10,000 taels of silver."

"The slave can help the prince sell it."

Wanfeng said.

"Then I'll leave it to you."

"These title deeds are out of town."

"It's useless for me to keep it."

Zhou Lang nodded, and handed over a stack of title deeds to the account office for processing.

Finally solved the internal troubles of the county king's mansion.

He let out a long breath and stood up to go out for a walk.

Keep looking for ways to make money......

Before Zhou Lang walked out of the main gate, he saw Zhou Xiaoshun coming in a hurry.

"Your Highness, there are guests outside the mansion who are asking to see you."

"Guest...... Where are the guests from? ”

Zhou Lang asked suspiciously.

"The little one asked, but the other party just said that he came to collect the account."

"It's a middle-aged scholar with two carriages and a few subordinates."

Zhou Xiaoshun replied.

"Middle-aged scholar...... Coming to collect the bills? ”

Zhou Lang thought it was the trouble caused by the manager.

"Let them in."

"I'll see you in the side yard."

Zhou Lang nodded and said.

After a while, he sat in the living room in the side courtyard.

I heard footsteps outside.

At the door of the living room, Zhou Xiaoshun accompanied a middle-aged man in an ordinary gray robe to appear in front of him.

"In the Lower Mengpu."

"I've seen the prince of Linping County."

The middle-aged man smiled and clasped his fists in salute.

"Mr. Meng, please take a seat."

Zhou Lang said politely.

The guest and host had just sat down, and Zhou Xiaoshun hurriedly looked at the tea.

Zhou Lang looked at this Meng Pu curiously.

I saw that the other party had an extraordinary bearing, even if he came to the county king's mansion.

There was no look of awe in sitting there.

He immediately realized in his heart that this Mr. Meng's identity was extraordinary.

"I heard the report just now, Mr. Meng came to the county king's mansion to collect debts?"

"I don't know which one?"

Zhou Lang asked.

"Shizi, this jade jue."

"You should know each other, right?"

Meng Pu took out a piece of jade jue from his sleeve.

Zhou Lang suddenly knew it.

"It turned out to be the account of the Qingye Pavilion last night."

"I didn't expect it to come so quickly."

"I admit it."

Zhou Lang took Yu Jue, nodded with a smile and said.

"The son of the world is really refreshing."

"But the prince acted recklessly last night, not only destroying some of the utensils of the Qingye Pavilion."

"In the backyard, it's even more broken for our pavilion master's rules."

"So the pavilion master ordered that he should come and see the prince as soon as possible."

"Please give some compensation."

Meng Pu smiled faintly.

"I really didn't do what happened last night."

"How much silver does the pavilion master need?"

Zhou Lang asked with a frown.

"The prince is too worried, but the pavilion master didn't ask the prince to compensate for the silver taels."

"But the poems left by the prince last night, the pavilion master appreciates it very much."

"I also want to ask the prince to make another poem."

"As long as the conditions of the pavilion master are met, not only will this matter not be pursued."

"The pavilion master will also give Jiang Li'er to the prince."

Meng Pu laughed.

"I also have to write poetry......"

"Wait, sir."

"As long as I write another poem, I can meet the conditions of the pavilion master."

"Then Jiang Li'er gave it to me?"

Zhou Lang looked at him in surprise.

"That's right, that's how the Pavilion Master arranged it."

"However, the condition requested by the pavilion master is to let the prince take the current status quo of the Great Zhou Dynasty."

"Write a poem for this, and there is no limit to poetry."

"Will the prince be able to do it?"

Meng Pu nodded and said.

"Poetry for Beauty ......"

"Do you still have to write poems about the current situation of the Great Zhou Dynasty?"

Zhou Lang stood up and thought carefully in his mind.

If the other party wants poetry, he wants as much as he wants.

But the conditions proposed by the other party are very headaches.

Write poems based on the current state of the Great Zhou Dynasty......

Zhou Lang has only been in this world for a few days.

The only time I walked out of the house gate was only to see the scenery of Qinghu Lake at night.

He didn't know anything about the current situation of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Writing poetry under such conditions is only afraid that it will cause more trouble!

"If I can't write it."

"What are the conditions for the compensation demanded by the Pavilion Master?"

Zhou Lang asked.

"If the son can't write it."

"The conditions are also very simple, last night the prince of the world had a fight with the fourth prince of the Han Palace."

"A total of dozens of artifacts were damaged, disturbing countless nobles."

"A total of seventeen thousand taels of silver."

"The prince also usurped the innocence of the bride of the Qingye Pavilion and broke the rules of the Qingye Pavilion!"

"I'm afraid I'll have to pay 30,000 taels of silver."

"Forty-seven thousand taels in total."

Meng Pu smiled faintly.

"My God, forty-seven thousand taels of silver!"

"You're here to steal money!"

Zhou Xiaoshun was stunned when he listened.

"Sir, don't worry."

"Isn't it just a poem?"

"Let me think about it."

Zhou Lang lowered his head, thinking about the memories in his mind.

As soon as I took five steps, I suddenly had a flash of inspiration......

"Xiao Shunzi, bring a pen and paper!"

Zhou Lang turned around and shouted loudly.