Qi Siling's face turned blue with her intestines, why did she come over to tell Nie Sangyu about this? She managed the account book, and it was originally under the premise that Nie Sangyu had entered the Pavilion, and she should have returned it when she came out. But Nie Sangyu didn't mention it, and she didn't say it. Now a few words provoked Nie Sangyu to ask for the account book, she simply stole chickens and rice, and lost her wife and soldiers.

The old lady asked for the account book, and she naturally didn't dare to shirk it anymore. The duck that came to the beak flew away again.

Qi Siling decided to see Nie Sangyu in the future, or take a detour.

Ji Man took the account book from the old lady and began to flip through it, and when he flipped through it, he saw that something was wrong: Is the cost of meals in the house too big?

The old lady didn't care much: the Hou Mansion has always been lenient with food and clothing, and it is normal to spend more.

Ji Man shook his head, took the account book and pointed it to the old lady: In half a month, I spent three hundred taels of silver just for food, does the old lady think it is possible? The best thing to eat in your yard is only twenty taels a month, where is the rest of the silver?

The old lady didn't know how expensive firewood and rice were, and when Ji Man said this, she frowned: Why did you use so much?

The food in her yard is only twenty taels a month, and the rest of the yard is naturally no more than ten taels, even if you add the servants of the subordinates, it will definitely not exceed one hundred taels. In this way, there are at least more than two hundred taels of black accounts.

I remember that when the concubine took over the account book at the beginning, there was also such a situation, but the concubine was not easy to bring it up, and she made up for it with her private money first. Ji Man looked at Qi Siling and said with a smile: I didn't expect the account book to be in Siling's hands, and it became like this again.

The old lady's gaze suddenly sharpened, and she looked at Qi Siling and said, "What do you have to say?"

Qi Siling knelt down and said very innocently: The kitchen is responsible for the purchase, and the concubine is just keeping an account, and it is impossible to make a fake account and steal the silver and silver.

Where did all the money go? The old lady sneered: Let you take care of the account, you will treat yourself as the master mother of this mansion, and you can use the money without permission?

Old lady, the concubine is wronged. Qi Siling hurriedly kowtowed and said: The concubine swears with her life, she definitely did not embezzle silver taels, the old lady doesn't believe it, she can also send someone to search in Siling's yard.

Qi Siling's family is not thin, so she will not be so short of money. Thinking of the lack of money, Ji Man thought of Wen Wan, she has a gambler father, and she has always been a bottomless existence. If these silver can't be kept together, they were picked up by Qi Siling and given to Wen Wan, otherwise Wen Wan would not be as good as her.

I think so, but I can't say it. Ji Man closed the account book and said to the old lady: There is no rule in the house, and it will not be easy to manage in the future, so it is better to let different people go to buy in the future. As for the blackened more than 200 taels of silver, the account is in Siling's hands, if you can report all the things you bought for the 300 taels and ask the money housekeeper to go to the warehouse to verify, then that's it. If you can't report it, make up the money, how about it?

Qi Siling's face was extremely ugly, and he lowered his head and did not speak.

The old lady shouted angrily: If you want to follow me, dare to manage the accounts like this, and directly ask Xuan'er to write a letter of resignation and drive you out of the house.

The old lady was angry. Qi Siling hurriedly said: The concubine will go to check with Steward Qian.

The old lady snorted, waved her hand to let her down, and turned her head to Ning Mingjie, who had been watching the excitement on the side, and said: Mingjie, look at these women, or only my own family is the most reassuring to me.

Ning Mingjie was filial to help peel the lychees on the side, and his slender fingers were dipped in crystal clear juice, which made Ji Man stunned for a while.

That's what the old lady said. He stretched out his hand and fed the lychee to the old lady, and the old lady's face instantly improved, and said happily: You are still good, look at Xuan'er like that all day long, you didn't make me angry.

Ning Mingjie glanced at Ji Man and said in a low voice: Mingjie thinks that Master Hou is a person who does big things, and he is not informal, so why should the old lady be too anxious.

Listening to others praise their son, they are all happy. The old lady snorted twice, and then pulled Ning Mingjie and Ji Man to start talking.

Mo Yuhou stayed in the rose garden, standing gently among the flowers, pouting and coquettishly: Draw me a picture.

Thinking about it, she still cared about the peony he painted in the garden that day, and the three princes all said that they had painted Nie Sangyu's god into it, and Wen Wan was very unhappy, so he had to paint it for her.

There are a hundred flowers blooming next to it, standing in front gently, like a snow lotus, not as delicate as a peony, but fresh and lovely.

Ning Yuxuan drew with a pen, from the cloud temples to the corners of the skirt, and drew very carefully. But the pen fell and hesitated.

The beautiful woman in front of him was smiling and moaning, very good-looking, but he was a little distracted. When I came back to my senses, the eyebrows and eyes on the painting were not similar to the beautiful woman at all.

Mo Yuhou was startled, hurriedly rubbed the drawing paper, and smiled at Wen Wan, who didn't know why: I didn't draw it well, so I drew it again.

Wen Wan didn't doubt him, and the crumpled painting lay quietly in Mo Yuhou's sleeve.

Redraw a picture, the beauty smiled lightly, Wen Wan was still satisfied, and the painting was revealed. When it was time to rest at night, Ning Yuxuan said: I still have something to go to the study, and I'll be back later.

You have to throw away the things in your sleeves, right?

The concubine is waiting for the Hou Ye. Gentle and gentle.

Ning Yuxuan walked out of the rose garden, walked to the study and lit the brazier, just threw the things in, and felt that it was inappropriate, so he quickly fished it out.

Jiman now has a habit of looking at the daffodils hanging on the wall for a while before going to bed. The words on it are not very good-looking, but they match the painting, and there is a kind of beauty of fine and coarse.

I was just about to go to sleep, but suddenly there was some movement outside. Alfalfa came in the door and whispered: Master Hou is here, and the slave maid will go to get the medicine box.

Why did he come to take the medicine box? Ji Man looked at the partition in confusion, Mo Yuhou pursed his lips and walked in, his hands were red, as if he had some burns, but it was not serious.

Why did you come to the concubine? Ji Man was a little surprised, looked at his hand and said, "Aren't you in the Rose Garden?"

Mo Yuhou's face didn't look very good, I don't know who he was angry with, so he sat on the edge of her bed and handed her his hand as if I was an uncle: Come out to deal with things, and accidentally burned. Wan'er won't get a wound, so I'll bandage it at your place and go back.

Oh. Ji Man took the medicine box brought by Alfalfa and took the ointment to rub it on him.

Ning Yuxuan stared at the woman for a long time, and finally stopped talking and sighed. As soon as I was about to say something, I saw the painting on the wall.

Ji Man felt a little chill behind his back inexplicably, and when he looked up at this person, he followed his gaze and saw what he was looking at.

What's wrong?

This is painted by Ming Jie? Mo Yuhou asked softly.

That's right, the young master gave it to me, saying that I wasn't greasy at all. Ji Man shrugged, lowered his head and continued to apply the medicine.

Ning Yuxuan was bored for a while, and then said: He sent you, and you hung it in the bedroom, so that you could see it together?

There is a lack of painting on the wall, whoever sends any concubine can hang it, didn't Master Hou give me the painted peony?

The peony, Wen Wan looked unhappy, and asked him to go. Most of them are either burned or torn. Her little temper

But this painting is too dazzling, is it as good as him? Ning Yuxuan snorted lightly, withdrew the hand that put the good medicine, and said: I'll give you one tomorrow, and replace this one.

Got it. Ji Man glanced at this person, the man's possessiveness was really terrible, and he offended him by hanging a painting.

It's a pity that such a good painting.

The next day, Mo Yuhou really gave her a peony picture, which seemed to be the kind she bought outside, with someone else's seal, but the paper was thick and looked quite textured.

Ji Man didn't bother to bother with him, so he hung the peony picture on the surface of the narcissus painting and blocked the narcissus.

Qi Siling estimated that he sold a lot of jewelry before he got the silver together and made up a lot of ingredients and put them in the warehouse. Ji Man didn't plan to hold on to it, so he let her go.

But on this day, Luo Qianqian suddenly came to the door.

Or should she be called now, the princess.

Luo Qianqian married the prince of Huainan not long ago, and it was a marriage given by the emperor, and Ji Man was still thinking about the pavilion at that time, so he didn't go to the wedding banquet. It's just that this Luo Qianqian and the son of the world are said to have a lot of discord, both of them are tough, and Qianqian is a good hand in the Lord, and the son of the world is powerless to resist.

This prince is also a genius, he has always admired Wen Wan, but he was forced to marry Luo Qianqian, and he was unwilling, and he didn't give Luo Qianqian a good face since he got married.

And today, Luo Qianqian came to the door, but she directly found Mo Yuhou and the old lady with red eyes, threw out a pawnshop pawn ticket, and said in a dumb voice: Qianqian is not afraid of being embarrassed, now I want to ask the Hou Ye and the old lady, can the women of your family still take care of it?

Mo Yuhou and the old lady's faces were very ugly, Ji Man stepped forward to play a round, took the ticket and looked at it.

It was a mutton fat jade pendant, a very valuable thing, but it was only a hundred taels of silver. Ji Man was puzzled: What is the matter with this pawn ticket?

Luo Qianqian glanced at her, shook her head and said: Madame doesn't know, this jade pendant is an identity token given by King Huainan to the prince, and the prince is ridiculous, so he pawned it at will, and gave all the silver to Wen Wan.

As soon as these words came out, the hall was shocked, and Wen Wan stood beside her, her face was so red that she was about to drip blood: You are talking nonsense!

How can I talk nonsense? Luo Qianqian looked at her and snorted coldly: Haven't you been saying that your father is addicted to gambling and has lost all his family, so he has been short of money? The prince asked me a few times and I didn't give it back, but I didn't expect that he would directly give the jade pendant away, just to please you.

Wen Wan, Mrs. Xiao Ning, you really have a good face.

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