"I won't complain even if I'm beaten to death. That's what you said."
In the brightly lit courtyard, hundreds of people gathered in the corridors and corridors, but there was no noise, only Jia Lian's increasingly cold voice.
"Steward Liu, please tell me how much lamp oil Shan Butler bought that day."
In addition to the four major housekeepers, Liu Chun, the former general manager of Dongkuaoyuan, stood up, bowed his head and said: "Reporting to the Second Master, the good housekeeper bought fifteen barrels of lamp oil that day. The slave calculated that each barrel was less than three barrels. Ten kilograms, the total adds up to less than four hundred kilograms..."
"Liu Chun, you fucking dare to frame me. You are so vicious. You don't know where I have offended you. You want to harm me like this?"
When Shan Daliang saw Liu Chun coming out, his face became tense and ugly. When he heard what he said, his face changed drastically and he quickly scolded him.
"Whisper, we will judge whether he has framed you or not. How can you be so talkative?!"
Wang Xifeng originally asked the maids to pack their things and prepare to leave, but when she saw Jia Lian suddenly attacking Shan Daliang, she sat down again.
She felt a little happy in her heart. Sure enough, she was different from the one who had no conscience. In the past, when she was a housekeeper, the most powerful thing she did was deal with the powerful stewards and their wives. After that, she didn't touch any of the stewards and their wives. Pass.
Firstly, because these people have different status, and secondly, they are all members of Jia Mu and Mrs. Wang, and she cannot withstand the accusations of Jia Mu and Mrs. Wang.
But it doesn't mean that she doesn't want to touch these rich old guys, so she uses Jia Lian's power to scold them.
But after scolding her, she turned her head and looked at Jia Lian with a questioning look: Should we use such a big product as a raft, or should we change it to a smaller one?
Jia Lian just glanced at Sister Feng, and then continued: "The nuns and Taoists hired from Lianxi Temple, Baique Temple and other places..."
While speaking, Jia Lian looked at Xing'er, the young man next to him. Xing'er immediately said excitedly: "Back to the second master, I have already inquired about it. The owner of Lianxi Temple said that he received a total of the money for salvation from our house. It’s one hundred and twenty taels, and the host of Baique Temple said that the total amount of silver we received from Grandma Shan is one hundred and sixty taels, and the two places total 280 taels!”
Grandma Shan is the honorific title the slaves give to Shan Daliang's family.
Shan Daliang's face finally turned pale when he heard Xing'er's words.
If Xing'er knows this, it must be Jia Lian who sent him to inquire. He didn't expect that Jia Lian would really do such a thing, and now he would be in trouble...
"Oh, two hundred and eighty taels?"
Jia Lian picked up an account book from the side, read it, and then said with a smile: "Why do I see what is recorded in the accounting room? Adding these two places together, the housekeeper took away a total of 560 taels? Hahaha, not bad, not bad. , it has just doubled, you are really a good steward of my Rongguo Mansion."
Jia Lian felt cold and sighed.
This is the Rongguo Mansion. Everyone, whether master or servant, wants to gain benefits from the official position.
Therefore, even if you know that the people below are engaging in greedy behavior, you still worry about human feelings and choose to turn a blind eye.
This was the case with Jia Lian and Wang Xifeng in the past. Although they were stewards here, they all wanted to reap benefits, so they just got by if they could. As long as it doesn't go too far and doesn't cause trouble in front of Jia Zheng and Mrs. Wang, neither of them will pay much attention.
It is conceivable that if it continues like this, no matter how rich the family is, it will not last long!
Therefore, Jia Lian decided to operate on the Shan family, just to cure this unhealthy trend.
Ignoring Shan Daliang's sophistry, Jia Lian snorted: "These are just two pieces. There are nine remaining pieces. Do you need me to tell you one by one?"
Shan Daliang finally couldn't bear it any longer and knelt down with a thud, but he kept saying things about Liu Chun slandering him and Xing'er and the others' inquiries.
Jia Lian ignored it. The reason why he talked about the lamp oil and the nuns and Taoist nuns in front of all the slaves was to tell everyone that Shan Daliang was indeed greedy and should be punished.
As long as you understand this, it's fine. You don't need to distinguish black and white. This is not a court confrontation.
Just a minion.
"As a slave, I don't want to repay my master. I am greedy and embezzle my master's property. I am going to be dismissed from the position of steward. I will drag him down with eighty sticks!"
Hearing the eighty-year rod punishment, many people couldn't help but twitch their eyes.
Eighty sticks down, is there still life?
Shan Daliang's face changed. He looked at Zhao Sheng and others who were already walking towards him with a torture stick. He quickly begged for mercy: "Second Master, please spare me. I know I was wrong. I will never dare to do it again from now on. Second Master, please forgive me." Spare your life..."
"Do you really know that you are wrong? So, tell me, how much money have you and your wife, through the help of the housekeeper, been greedy for ink over the years? Come up with a specific number. If it matches, these eighty sticks can be given to you. You’re exempt.”
Jia Lian suddenly showed mercy again.
But Shan Daliang didn't know how to grasp it.
He has been in the position of housekeeper for almost ten years, and has naturally accumulated a lot of wealth overtly and covertly.
If we were to tell the truth, the huge number would be enough to kill him many times!
Besides, as a servant of a wealthy family, who doesn't benefit from doing things for his master? In the past, Mr. Lian was in charge of housekeeping here, and he even withheld money and used it to spend his days and nights...
I didn’t expect that Mr. Lian would suddenly be so unkind! !
He also thought that Jia Lian might just be scaring him. After all, he was a person who had done things under the old lady's hands, and he was a housekeeper promoted by the lady herself. Second Master Lian might not dare to do anything to him.
After thinking about it, I definitely couldn't tell the truth, so I grimaced and swore: "Please tell me, second master, this is the only time that lard has deceived my heart, so...
In fact, this is also a consistent rule in our house. The slaves help the master to do things. The master is kind and usually acquiesces to the slaves to earn some benefits from it. The slaves are allowed to drink and eat in order to pay for the drinks. The situation here is the same for Mr. Lai. You know, if the second master doesn't believe it, he might as well ask Manager Lai. "
Shan Daliang looked at Lai Da, who was silent on the side, with pleading eyes, hoping that he would come out and say something to him.
He felt that Lai Da should help him because of his so-called cold lips and teeth. Because whenever big things happened these years, it was the Lai brothers who took the big part and they took the small part. If the second master were to set an example today, it would be difficult for them, the housekeepers, in the future.
And with the Lai family's unique position in the Jia family, even the second master must have weighed it...
Because the person standing behind the Lai family is Jia Mu!
"Oh, really, Mr. Lai, tell me, when did our family have the rule of tacitly allowing slaves to be greedy?"
Jia Lian was sitting on a nanmu armchair with one arm resting on the table. He looked curiously at Lai Da, who had been silent beside him.
Lai Da was like a wooden man, until he heard Jia Lian's question, he stepped out, knelt down, and replied: "As for the second master, there have never been such ridiculous rules in our house.
It is a matter of course for those who are slaves to do things for their masters. Slaves should do their best, dedicate themselves to death, and die. There is no such thing as seeking personal gain for themselves.
If you have this intention, you will be beaten to death on the order of your master, and you deserve it. "
"Manager Lai, you..."
Shan Daliang still wanted to speak, but Lai Da interrupted him and said: "Steward Shan, we slaves sometimes make mistakes accidentally. As long as we sincerely repent and try our best to make up for our mistakes, all masters will be kind people." , I believe you will forgive me.
I hope you will follow the Second Master’s instructions and recruit all the people you can, and don’t make any mistakes..."
Lai Da's words made Shan Daliang's complexion change slightly, as if he understood something.
Jia Lian looked at Lai Da, who had remained calm until now, and felt a little appreciative in his heart.
Sure enough, the two sons trained by Aunt Lai are not easy. Otherwise, it would be impossible for the older one to become the general manager of Rongguo Mansion and the younger one to be the general manager of Ningguo Mansion. Good guy, the two brothers of the Lai family took over the position of general manager of the Jia family's two houses!
Jia Lian didn't bother too much. After all, in his plan, now was really not the time to touch the Lai family.
"General Manager Lai is indeed the most loyal and sensible servant in our family. If all the servants in the family were like General Manager Lai, we, the masters, would have less worries."
While Jia Lian was talking, he waved, and Zhao Sheng and others immediately dragged Shan Daliang to the middle of the yard. They didn't even use a stool, they just set him up and started beating him.
Shan Daliang hurriedly shouted loudly: "Second Master, spare your life, I will recruit you, I will recruit all my servants. Over the years, I have embezzled a total of two to three hundred taels of silver. I am willing to take all of it and return it to the official. I also beg Second Master to spare my life." …”
Jia Lianli didn't pay attention, and soon, the cruel punishment stick hit Shan Daliang until he started crying like a wolf!
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