Jia Heng finished writing the memorial and waited for it to dry. Then he called a Jin Yiwei and Cai Quan and said, "Brother Cai, you two, while it is still dark and the palace door is not locked, deliver this memorial to the palace." Open the door and call the eunuch to bring it up."
Because it involves some matters related to the handling of the Sanhe Gang and cannot leak a single word, Cai Quan has to make a trip in person.
As for being accompanied by a royal guard, it would be cheaper to approach the palace at night like this.
His current submission is actually not an official way to the Secretary of General Affairs, but a private submission.
It's not that I haven't thought about going to the palace to meet Chen, but it's not good to meet the emperor too often.
Cai Quan put the memorial away, looked solemnly, raised his hands and said, "Don't worry, sir, I'll be right back."
The Jin Yiwei also held his fists and accepted orders.
Then, the two of them left Rongguo Mansion and went to the palace city.
In this compartment, Jia Heng finished his work, put down his pen, looked at Ping'er aside, and said with a smile: "Okay, no need to wait, let's go together. You didn't find a chair to sit down just now, you were standing the whole time. , are you tired?"
Ping'er watched the whole process of Uncle Heng writing memorials. Hearing this, he suppressed all the thoughts in his heart. Hearing this, his face as white as snow was a little flattered and said: "Uncle Heng is a person who can do great things. He can do great things." It's my blessing to serve Uncle Heng's pen and ink, let alone stand for a while..."
As he said this, he seemed to realize something was wrong and paused quickly. However, he suddenly realized that his subsequent words were inappropriate. His eyelashes trembled slightly, and a blush quietly appeared on his pale face.
At this time, Sister Feng came over from the side with a sweet smile, holding a handkerchief in her hand, and said in a charming voice: "How long do you want to stand?"
He was about to make a joke.
Jia Heng said softly: "How can I let Miss Ping'er stand until dark? There are not many words in the memorial, so it was finished very quickly."
Sister Feng and Ping'er: "..."
Sister Feng paused slightly, looking at the young man with a clear face and warm eyes, ripples appeared in her heart, and she had a higher opinion of his character.
Because the conversation was answered without any fuss and the embarrassment was resolved without leaving any trace.
Ping'er blinked his bright eyes, looked at the young man, and met a pair of warm eyes. His heart suddenly skipped a beat. For some reason, he felt that he missed half a beat.
Jia Heng said: "The account books over there should be almost checked, let's go and have a look."
With that said, he walked towards Jia Zheng.
Sister Feng looked at the young man's back and suddenly chuckled, then looked at Ping'er, but Ping'er also cast a pair of soft eyes on the young man.
Sister Feng raised her eyebrows, a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and whispered into Ping'er's ear with the green pearl earrings: "Little hoof, are you feeling spring?"
Ping'er was startled, and then her cheeks turned pale and pink, "Grandma, what nonsense are you talking about? There are still people over there."
"I'm close, it's okay." Sister Feng said cutely, looking at Ping'er with a smile.
If she really wanted to give this Ping'er to that Uncle Heng, she was a little reluctant to give it up. This girl was so fond of her that she made people like her just by looking at her.
As for giving Lian Er?
Humph, that person couldn't get enough of her just by himself, what else would he want to do?
"But we can't give it to that uncle Heng now. We need to simmer it over low heat. It's best to do it slowly. It's best to be affectionate and concubine." Sister Feng thought about this and felt a little embarrassed.
Why does what she is doing now feel a bit like pimping, but is it like Wang Qianniang in the villain's book?
Pooh……
Ping'er is Huanghua's eldest daughter, and besides, how can she be as beautiful as Wang Ganniang?
If Wang Qianniang is as beautiful as her, then Ximen Senior Official... Well, what on earth is she thinking?
Ping'er looked at Sister Feng, whose face was green and white, and was surprised and asked with concern: "Grandma, are you feeling unwell?"
"Well, I'm fine. I'm quite tired even this day." Sister Feng raised her eyebrows, "When the accounts are summarized over there, I'll take them back to take a good bath and have a good sleep."
Hearing this, Ping'er nodded.
Over here, Jia Heng listened to the summary of the two accountants. The final account book was fixed at 580,000 taels of silver, which was a little lower than Dongfu's 630,000 taels.
Everyone in the hall took a breath of cold air. Ten years of greedy money, a huge amount of 580,000 taels of silver.
And Lai Da, Wu Xindeng, and Shan Daliang have been in charge of Xifu for ten years. How many bad debts are ahead?
"No wonder, the money in the house is flowing like water every year. Five or sixty thousand taels of silver a year are brought into the house by these bastards. Why don't they fight famine everywhere!" Jia She said: "These gang of dog slaves! Hateful and can be killed!"
He took risks and smuggled iron tools and grain into the grassland, and only made tens of thousands of taels of silver in one trip. Now, these dog slaves sit in the house without taking any risks, and can earn a stable income of 50,000 to 60,000 taels of silver a year. He wants to change...
Damn it, he was so angry!
He wants to kill these dog slaves!
Jia Zheng also had a gloomy face and was speechless. He was overwhelmed by the heavy figure of 580,000 taels of silver.
Daiyu, who was separated by a wall, raised her eyes to look at Tanchun and said softly: "This is still ten years old. If it is older, it is probably impossible to find out."
Tan Chun sighed and said: "The evils in the mansion are not limited to just one day. In a family like ours that has been a century-old prince, the evils are getting deeper and deeper day by day. It is like a person who is seriously ill. It is said that it is difficult to recover. If it weren't for Brother Heng, who would be here?" It can’t be dealt with.”
Mrs. Wang's face was silent. Although she didn't agree with these words, she had to admit in her heart that Uncle Heng from Dongfu was a good knife. Otherwise, no one would be able to touch that old lady when the old lady was there.
"Sir, the confessions of those people have been tortured out."
Just as everyone in the hall and behind the wall were looking at each other, or gnashing their teeth in hatred, two soldiers also stepped into the hall, holding a stack of papers with confessions in their hands.
Jia Heng nodded, took a stack of confessions, and said, "I've circulated them all for review."
With that said, he picked up the confession, divided it into several people, and handed it to Jia Zheng, Jia She, and Sister Feng who were standing aside for circulation.
Well, because Sister Feng didn't know many words, Ping'er on the side whispered: "Uncle Heng, I'll take a look and talk to grandma later."
Jia Heng nodded, handed the confession to Ping'er, then lowered his eyes and read attentively.
There is not much text in the confession. They are all dialogues, mainly about how to deceive the master, so it can be read quickly.
It's just that Jia Heng's face gradually became weird. During the confession, I don't know if the psychological defense of the several leaders in charge collapsed when they were tortured. Not only did they describe how they were greedy for ink, but also described several members of the Jia family. The master's opinions are also recorded on paper.
For example, in the confession of comprador Qian Hua he was holding in his hand, he said: "Master Zheng doesn't know anything about economic affairs, and several of his masters also know nothing about it. On the other hand, Mistress Lian has a sad face and a hard heart, sharp eyes and a vicious heart, so you need to be careful."
Later, Shan Daliang described how he was greedy for money and money in building pavilions and pavilions. He even fired the map gun. He said: "These serious masters have a bright appearance. As long as they build the houses and make them beautiful, they use a lot of money." How many stones, wood, and craftsmen are purchased? Aren’t we the ones who have the final say? With one point and five points quoted, how can they still check them one by one?"
The head steward surnamed Liu said: "Although Mistress Lian is a sharp and shrewd person, she doesn't know how much small items such as rouge, gouache, and fruits and vegetables cost. We are all a bit more exaggerated, and we distribute them to the daughters-in-law of each house. She is a womanly person who only wants to flatter the old lady. How can she care about this? If it really doesn't work, just take Mr. Lian to the brothel in Jiaofangsi a few more times. There are too many convicts and wives there, and they are all from good families. This is what the second Mr. Lian is like. ! As for the ladies, as long as they are prevaricated, they can only swallow their anger."
Wu Xindeng told some truth. He said: "The old lady is the most benevolent and kind-hearted. I don't pay much attention to these things. Everything is about personal family and everything is going well. Our wife at home is always waiting on me. As long as I coax the old lady, the following will be done." Even if these masters see something wrong, who would dare to say anything? It's just that the elbows are bent and hidden in the sleeves."
The more Jia Heng looked, the weirder his eyes became. He thought to himself, these people couldn't bear the punishment, but they said anything.
He put down the confession in his hand, and then turned to look at Jia She and Jia Zheng aside. Both of them had pale faces, and the confession paper in their hands was trembling.
Jia She was furious, his eyes were blood red, and the veins on his forehead were jumping.
Because some people above said that he was stupid, greedy, lustful, and fooled around by giving away a house of concubines.
Yes, he remembered that there was a concubine in his room whom he had slept with several times several years ago. It seemed that a comprador under Shan Daliang had sent her from Suzhou and Hangzhou.
As for Sister Feng... she looked at Ping'er on the side suspiciously. Seeing that her face was ugly and her eyes were angry, she knew something was wrong. She frowned and asked: "How on earth did these bastards fool the master? Ping'er, tell me. explain."
Ping'eryu hesitated for a moment, smiled bitterly, and said: "Grandma, these are just some bastard words that chew on the master's tongue. It's okay if you don't listen."
Some of the people above said bad things about her, saying that she was like dough, that she could be kneaded at will and couldn't produce three farts with a stick.
Sister Feng frowned and said, "Tell me, I want to hear how these slaves plan their master's plans behind the scenes."
Ping'er hesitated, but still refused to say anything, and said: "Good grandma, these are some unspeakable bastard words, and they have really dirty grandma's ears."
Sister Feng was a little anxious. Just as she was about to call Caiming, she suddenly looked up at Jia Heng and said, "Brother Heng, tell me."
Jia Heng's expression was calm and he said: "Some people here say that you have a sad face and a hard heart, sharp eyes and a vicious heart, and are not easy to fool, so you need to be careful and careful. Others say that you are a womanizer and you are dedicated to flattering the old lady and don't care about these things. If it doesn't work, take Jia Lian to visit the brothel under Jiaofang Si a few more times and let him say good things. There... the rest of the words will not be easy to say, so you can experience it yourself."
Sister Feng's face changed, she felt ashamed and hateful, and said: "Okay, these dog slaves!"
Why does Lian Er like to visit Jiaofangsi? How many shameless things did these bunch of slaves do without telling her!
And Jia Lian, she said, sometimes she smells like rouge and gouache, socializing every day, even going to Jiaofangsi to socialize?
After a long time, Jia Zheng and Jia She had finished circulating, their faces were green and red, and their hearts were filled with shame and anger.
It turns out that in the eyes of the servants, they are...
Jia Heng said: "Judging from the confession, nearly half of the 580,000 taels of silver was stolen by Lai Da."
If Lai Er's 630,000 taels are added, it will be exactly 1,020,000 taels of silver. Of course, it cannot be too accurate, because some earlier amounts are unknown, and the Lai family's life is as extravagant as that of the Jia family. This number should be is relatively reliable.
Jia Zheng sighed heavily, looked into the distance, and said, "It's because of the incompetence of the government. How many slaves have deceived the superiors and deceived the subordinates until today."
It's humiliating enough to be deceived by a servant, but it turns out that they clearly think you are a fool and they are fooling you. This would be hard for anyone to accept.
In particular, Jia She's face was gloomy, his eyes almost devouring people, and he said viciously: "These bunch of dog slaves are eating my Jia family's clothes, wearing my Jia family's clothes, and chewing maggots behind their master's back. Report to the official! Put them in jail! All of them will be hanged." Damn it!"
Jia Heng shook his head secretly, but with a silent expression, he said: "Let's check the accounts here first, and then recover the money. It's getting late today, so let's go here first."
Jia She said anxiously: "Brother Heng, strike while the iron is hot. Early tomorrow morning, I will send my servants to raid these houses. By the way, Feng Yatou, the wives of these people who are in charge of the house will also be detained." Get up! You can’t lose even one tael of silver from my Jia family!”
Mrs. Xing also looked ugly and echoed: "We can't let these people go!"
Sister Feng frowned and looked at Jia Heng aside.
Jia Heng pondered for a moment and said, "Let's arrest the wives of the relevant stewards first. Be careful and don't scare the old lady."
Because Shan Daliang's family, Wu Xindeng's family, and their daughters-in-law are now in charge of affairs in the inner house and serving Jia Mu.
Mrs. Xing said: "From Wang Shanbao's family, you go with Feng Yatou!"
Jia Heng watched this scene quietly and remained calm.
He saw the evil deeds of Jia She and Mrs.
All that's left is to sit back and watch Jia She and Mrs. Xing jump up and down in confusion!
The dance makes the sky angry and people resentful, and people hate the dog!
"For such a large sum of money, except for the Lai family, other companies can recover more than 300,000 taels of silver. It shouldn't be a big problem. The money is so exciting that the two families are bound to make a fuss. Jia will be killed. The superficial harmony maintained by my mother has been completely broken." Jia Heng's eyes were deep, thinking.
Previously, when he found out that doing business in the Rajah Mansion was not feasible, he had already planned to change his mind and first let the Rajah Mansion have a few hundred thousand taels of silver. It was said to be a lot more, but in fact it was not much, so he would let them make trouble for a while.
However, Jia Heng suddenly stood aside and watched, and the menacing looks of Jia She and Mrs. Xing made Sister Feng panic.
If her father-in-law and mother-in-law intervened in the pursuit of silver, she could only sit aside and serve.
"No, nothing can be done without this Uncle Heng." Sister Feng Danfeng rolled her eyes, thinking, and quickly suppressed the anger in her heart because of Jia Lian, and said with a smile: "Brother Heng, what do you think of this matter? Law? Didn’t you raid Lai Da’s house before? You still have to take care of it.”
Jia Zheng also looked at Jia Heng and said softly: "Zi Yu..."
Jia Heng pondered and said: "The West Mansion is checking the accounts. I originally came to help the old lady at the invitation of the East Mansion the day before yesterday. Now that it has been successful, everything is much simpler in chasing the silver, and it is easy to do things. I can't interfere any more when it comes to silver matters. Besides, I'm very busy with official duties these two days. Sister-in-law Feng should be able to take care of the rest, so let's go here first."
Jia Zheng's lips moved, but in the end he was blocked by the word "busy with official business".
Hearing this, Jia She suppressed his anger just now and was overjoyed. He quickly stopped talking and said, "Ziyu, it's important for you to go and attend to the emperor's mission. As for these evil slaves, leave them to Xifu. I'll ask Lian'er to help." Feng girl."
Sister Feng panicked when she heard this, and quickly winked at Jia Heng.
Seeing Jia Heng as if he hadn't seen him, his heart became more and more anxious, but he didn't know how to use his strength.
Jia Heng looked indifferent and said in a deep voice: "Everything else is fine, just these two accounting gentlemen, as well as the Jingying brothers who came to help, and some Cheng Yi from the Xifu. As for me, since I am a member of the same clan, I don't need to be so polite. "
Jia She smiled brightly and said, "Don't worry about this, we must not mistreat the brothers who came to help."
When Sister Feng heard this, her heart felt cold. Danfeng looked at the indifferent young man and felt a sense of powerlessness in her heart.
But I can't blame others, they all helped me in this step, and they were so busy that they took the time to write a memorial to be delivered to the palace.
What should I do if I still need more people?
You can't blackmail others, right?
It seems like people are so busy with official duties.
Behind a wall, Mrs. Wang frowned, looked at Tanchun and Li Wan with a faint expression, and couldn't help but said: "People often say, help people to the end, send Buddha to the West, why did Brother Heng just let go? "
Li Wan and Tan Chun: "..."
Daiyu pursed her pink lips, raised her eyes to glance at Mrs. Wang, and sighed quietly in her heart.
"Auntie has a prejudiced mind, and the crux of it is Brother Bao..."
This young girl was clever and astute. Because she was an outsider of the Jia family, she was able to watch the subtle relationship between Jia Heng and the Rongguo family with cold eyes.
In the previous Rongqing Hall, Jia Heng taught Bao Yu a lesson. How could Mrs. Wang not hate her?
Once there are preconceptions and prejudices, nothing Jia Heng does will be to her liking.
"It's just that Uncle Heng suddenly turned away his hands, which was a bit weird. Although it is human nature, it looks a bit like... a strategy of killing three people with two peaches?" Daiyu's starry eyes flashed, thinking.
As a bystander, Daiyu could see Jia Heng more clearly. Especially in Dai Yu's heart, Jia Heng was already the kind of resourceful person who could count every step he took. This sudden withdrawal must have something to do with it. Deep meaning.
Of course, this is also a preconception.
