"Your Majesty, I still have more than half of the income from the fiefdom."
"Send all the servants back."
"What will happen to the county prince's palace in the future?"
Zhou Xiaoshun asked.
"Your Majesty, please spare your life..."
Manager Zhou shouted loudly...
However, the guard commander took him out by the neck.
"I will get back the profits from the fief sooner or later."
"A servant of the county prince's palace..."
Zhou Lang glanced at the accountant who was kneeling on the ground.
I already have a new idea in mind.
"Mr. Wan, I just looked at all the account books."
"You help Mr. Zhou with the accounts, and you manage the accounts very clearly."
"I'll give you another chance to continue helping the county prince's house manage its accounts."
"No more bad thoughts!"
"Your salary will be increased by two taels of silver every month."
"I wonder if Mr. Wan would be willing to help me?"
Zhou Lang asked.
He had read all the account books just now and had some idea of the accountant's abilities.
Now the county prince's palace is already short of people, and it will be difficult to find suitable candidates for a while.
He planned to give the other party another chance.
"Ah... Your Majesty is not going to hold this slave accountable?"
Wanfeng's eyes widened in surprise and he asked in disbelief.
He thought that Manager Zhou was captured by the Crown Prince.
He could not escape the blame, and he had already resigned himself to his fate.
But he didn't expect that the prince would still keep him.
And also increased wages...
"I didn't say I wouldn't hold you accountable."
"But it depends on your future performance."
"Xiao Shunzi, starting from today."
"You will take over the duties of the steward, those servants in front of you."
"As long as those who have done things down-to-earth in the past can stay."
"All the dishonest people can be kicked out of the house and we can recruit new servants."
"From now on, the monthly accounts of the County Prince's Mansion will be sent to me for a look."
"Starting from this month, the offerings in the back mountain will not exceed twenty taels of silver."
"Just buy Taoist robes and various supplies and send them to the back mountain."
Zhou Lang said.
"As you command, Your Majesty!"
Zhou Xiaoshun replied excitedly.
"Go and do your work, I still want to talk to Mr. Wan."
Zhou Lang waved his sleeves and Zhou Xiaoshun took the order and left.
I checked carefully with the cashier for a while.
He has already asked clearly about the current accounts of the County Prince's Mansion.
There is indeed less than thirty taels of silver in the county prince's account now!
Fortunately, I found a hundred taels of gold and some house deeds from Zhou Fu.
"Your Majesty, these house and land deeds are worth at least ten thousand taels of silver."
"This servant can help the prince sell it."
Wanfeng said.
"Then I'll leave it to you."
"These property deeds and title deeds are all out of town."
"It's useless for me to keep it."
Zhou Lang nodded and handed a stack of land deeds to the accountant for processing.
The internal troubles in the County Prince's Mansion were finally resolved.
He took a deep breath, stood up and planned to go out for a walk.
Keep looking for ways to make money…
Before Zhou Lang could walk out of the main door, he saw Zhou Xiaoshun rushing over.
"Your Highness, there are guests outside the mansion asking to see you."
"Guest...where did the guest come from?"
Zhou Lang asked doubtfully.
"I asked about it, but the other party just said that they came to collect the bill."
"It's a middle-aged scholar with two carriages and several servants."
Zhou Xiaoshun replied.
"Middle-aged scholar...come to collect the bill?"
Zhou Lang thought it was the manager who caused the trouble.
"Let them in."
"Meet the guests in the side courtyard."
Zhou Lang nodded and said.
After a while, he was sitting in the living room of the side courtyard.
I heard footsteps outside.
At the door of the living room, Zhou Xiaoshun appeared in front of him accompanied by a middle-aged man wearing an ordinary gray robe.
"I'm Meng Pu."
"I have met the Prince of Linping County."
The middle-aged man smiled and saluted with his fists clasped.
"Mr. Meng, please sit down."
Zhou Lang said politely.
The guests and hosts had just sat down, and Zhou Xiaoshun hurriedly watched the tea.
Zhou Lang looked at Meng Pu curiously.
I saw that the other party had an extraordinary bearing, even if he came to the county prince's palace.
There was no sign of awe sitting there.
He immediately realized that Mr. Meng's identity was extraordinary.
"I heard the report just now that Mr. Meng came to the county prince's mansion specifically to collect debts?"
"I wonder which account it is?"
Zhou Lang asked.
"Your Majesty, this is a jade jewel."
"You should know him, right?"
Meng Pu took out a piece of jade from his sleeve.
Zhou Lang suddenly understood.
"It turns out it was Qingye Pavilion's account last night."
"I didn't expect it to come so soon."
"I accept this account."
Zhou Lang took Yujue, nodded with a smile and said.
"Your Majesty is really happy."
"But the prince acted recklessly last night and not only destroyed some of the utensils in Qingye Pavilion."
"It broke our pavilion master's rules in the backyard."
"So the Pavilion Master ordered me to come and see the Crown Prince as soon as possible."
"Please give me some compensation, Your Majesty."
Meng Pu smiled faintly.
"What I did last night was indeed wrong."
"How much compensation does the Pavilion Master need?"
Zhou Lang asked with a frown.
"The prince is overly worried. The master of the pavilion did not ask the prince to compensate for the silver."
"But the master of the pavilion really appreciates the poems that the prince left last night."
"I also want to ask the prince to write another poem."
"As long as the Pavilion Master's conditions are met, this matter will no longer be pursued."
"The Pavilion Master will also give Jiang Li'er to the Crown Prince."
Meng Pu smiled.
"I also want to write poetry..."
"Wait a minute, 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.
"Yes, that's how the Pavilion Master arranged it."
"But the condition requested by the Pavilion Master is that the crown prince should be given the current status quo of the Zhou Dynasty."
"Write a poem for this purpose. There is no limit to the number of poems."
"Is the prince able to do it?"
Meng Pu nodded and said.
"Poems exchange for beauty..."
"You still need to write poetry based on the current situation of the Zhou Dynasty?"
Zhou Lang stood up and thought carefully in his mind.
If the other party wants poems, he can have as many as he wants here.
But the conditions proposed by the other party are very troublesome.
Write poems based on the current situation of the Zhou Dynasty...
Zhou Lang has only been in this world for a few days.
The only time I walked out of the house, I only saw the scenery of Qinghu Lake at night.
He knew nothing about the current situation of the Zhou Dynasty.
Composing poetry under these conditions will probably cause more trouble!
"If I can't write it."
"What are the compensation conditions requested by the Pavilion Master?"
Zhou Lang asked.
"If the prince can't write it."
"The conditions are also very simple. Last night the crown prince had a fight with the fourth prince of Prince Han's palace."
"A total of dozens of artifacts were damaged, and countless noble people were disturbed."
"The total value is seventeen thousand taels of silver."
"The prince also took possession of the innocence of the bride of Qingye Pavilion and broke the rules of Qingye Pavilion!"
"I'm afraid I have to pay compensation of 30,000 taels of silver."
"A total of forty-seven thousand taels."
Meng Pu smiled lightly.
"My God, forty-seven thousand taels of silver!"
"You are here to steal money!"
Zhou Xiaoshun was stunned as he listened.
"There is no need to worry, sir."
"It's not just a poem."
"Let me think about it."
Zhou Lang lowered his head, thinking about the memories in his mind.
Just after taking five steps, suddenly an idea flashed...
"Xiao Shunzi, bring a pen and paper!"
Zhou Lang turned around and shouted loudly.
