"Although blessings and misfortunes cannot depend on each other, you can still help with a little help." Qi Chengyi's voice was cold and thin, like the rain in the winter moon.
"My subordinate understands."
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Fufu, Qingzhuyuan.
After lunch, Fu Yunqing asked someone to bring all the account books from the main house.
When my parents were still alive, my father was an official and my mother was in charge of business. With the joint efforts of my father and mother, my father became a first-class general and the God of War of Qi State, while my mother was good at business. Money begets money, and she became a quite wealthy woman. Merchant.
After the death of his mother, his father went on war expeditions and had no intention of doing business, so he left most of the property to his second wife to take care of.
In the past few days, Lin Yuezhou had been treating Fu Ziheng's legs. During the day, she was in Qingzhuyuan, taking Fu Ziheng to look at the account books.
The rotten flesh on Fu Ziheng's body has been completely cured. He is undergoing acupuncture and physiotherapy every day, and Tianying massages his muscles and bones every hour to help him recover.
It's a sunny day today, but there is still snow piled up on the eaves and corners of the house that has not yet melted.
Tianying set up a small red clay stove in the bamboo garden with a thin iron mesh on top, making tea and roasting oranges.
Fu Yunqing sat cross-legged on a sandalwood Zen chair with a thick spread on his knees, biting a peach and flipping through his account book.
Fu Ziheng was more elegant. Although his legs were paralyzed, his back was as straight as a ruler. He looked like a legitimate son of a famous family. He opened the next page lightly with his cold white fingertips. After a long time, his sword eyebrows knitted together. : "Sister, this account..."
Fu Yunqing bit the peach and smiled: "What?"
"This account..." Fu Ziheng said, "The writing looks clear and perfect, but I feel that if it is too perfect, it will appear too false."
Fu Yunqing spit the peach core into a small bowl, his beautiful eyes curved up, and he smiled deeply, like a scheming fox: "It looks like a fake account, right?"
"Yes." Fu Ziheng said, "The accounts of these restaurants, garment shops, jade and gold shops, and grain and grass shops are fine. But if you look carefully, it seems that they deliberately made up the purchase quantity and sales volume for a specific revenue amount. Quantity of goods.”
"That's right." Fu Yunqing said, "This open account is a fake account. If it wasn't a fake account, how could they afford to lose thousands of taels of silver in one night with just the monthly silver from the second room? The secret in their hands The account is the real account book.”
Fu Ziheng and Fu Yunqing were both martial arts practitioners with excellent hearing, so they heard familiar footsteps coming from outside the courtyard.
Then I knew that the servant Changshui was here.
Changshui walked a few steps, pretending to clean the bamboo leaves with a broom, and raised his ears to pay attention to what the people in the courtyard were saying.
Fu Yunqing raised his eyebrows and changed his words: "I looked at all the accounts and there is nothing wrong with them. Xiaoying, take them back to the accounting room."
Fu Ziheng smiled knowingly: "It's really no problem. Sister, I'm tired from looking at the accounts. What do you want for dinner?"
“Steamed sea bass, Buddha jumping over the wall, braised meatballs.”
"..."
After hearing this, Chang Shui, who was outside the courtyard wall, silently put down his broom and took a shortcut to the second room while there was no one around.
"Second Madam, the eldest lady and the Second Young Master have not noticed any abnormalities in the account book." Chang Shui said humbly.
"Are you sure they didn't find anything unusual?" Yuan asked cautiously, "Are you sure?"
Changshui nodded seriously: "I overheard with my own ears that the eldest girl and the second young master said that there was nothing wrong with the account book."
"That's good." Mrs. Yuan took out the silver from her pocket to reward her. After searching for a long time, she couldn't find anything. She only took out a copper plate and rewarded him with a long water. She said with a little embarrassment, "Okay, okay, let's go down. Pay attention to your whereabouts." , Don’t let the big house discover you.”
Changshui held the copper plate in his hands, his smile froze slightly, and walked out of the courtyard of the second room.
Mrs. Yuan twirled the silk and paced back and forth in the room: "I always feel that Fuyunqing's nanny discovered something, and that's why she found the account book."
"Mom! You have always been so timid and afraid of getting into trouble!" When Fu Xingye said this, he whistled at the new maid Mei Fu and licked her lower lip. Mei Fu's face turned red and she hurriedly lowered her head.
Fu Xingye continued: "We used to withdraw so much money from the public accounts, and didn't my uncle never find out about it once? Our fake accounts are so perfect and impeccable, how could it still be discovered by Fu Yunqing?"
"You don't understand!" Yuan said, "Fu Hexiao is a martial artist and is not proficient in accounting. But Fu Ziheng is different from Fu Yunqing. While learning martial arts from Fu Hexiao since childhood, he also learned accounting and business from Wen Yanxi. Fu Yunqing, this bitch, has deep thoughts, our second wife has been embezzling public accounts for so many years, and the reason why we haven't been discovered is because we are cautious so as not to be caught in any wrongdoing!"
Fu Ting, who was smoking a pipe nearby, interjected: "Isn't it true that Concubine Yu is behind you now? Madam, please stop being timid! We can't even get out a tael of silver now! This time we will deduct it from the public account." Big pen! Otherwise, how can I have the money to buy the silks and satins for spring?"
Yuan didn't know what she was thinking, and she didn't comment.
Before leaving, Fu Xingye smiled and whistled at Mei Fu again.
Maeve was so embarrassed that she hid her face in her collar and left the main room one after another.
Mrs. Yuan pinched Fu Ting's waist and said resentfully: "This is the good son you raised. If you let him become lustful, sooner or later he will get into trouble."
Fu Ting disagreed: "It's just a slave. He can sleep when he wants. No matter what, it's a lowly fate. It's better than spending money in a brothel. He can't make a big mistake."
My son's husband is a womanizer and a gambler.
Fortunately, her son and husband have been kind to her over the years, which is why Yuan sees things clearly and is still willing to stay by their side.
Character is not important, as long as you are nice to her, that's all!
After leaving his parents' yard, Fu Xingye was waiting at the corner. Guessing that the footsteps were getting closer, he took a quick step and hugged Mei Fu's slim waist.
Mei Fu's face was as red as blood, and she hurriedly bit her lip and said: "Third, Third Young Master, this is inappropriate..."
"What's wrong? I fell in love with you at first sight. As soon as you came to Fufu, I fell in love with you. I couldn't help myself. I dreamed about you day and night. Do you know? I think you are going crazy."
Mei Fu was breathing rapidly, feeling nervous, and her mind went blank: "But this slave has only been here for three days..."
"It only takes one glance to fall in love with someone."
Fu Xingye put his hand into her collar, and Mei Fu hurriedly reached out to stop her, but Fu Xingye grabbed her hand, held her waist and carried her into the small Buddhist hall, "Follow me, and I will let you be the third young lady. marry you."
After hearing this, Mei Fu half-pushed, her heartbeat was beating like a drum and she collapsed in his arms. She was pushed to the ground by Fu Xingye, and all her coats were torn off.
In front of the Buddha statue, clothes were scattered on the ground.
After finishing, Fu Xingye took away her bellyband and said, "Give it to me as a souvenir."
After saying this, Fu Xingye left happily, leaving Mei Fu sitting naked on the ground.
Maeve looked at the small pool of blood on the floor and was immersed in the dream of marrying the third young lady in the future.
On the first day she was arranged by the Chen family to enter the Fu Mansion, she was attracted by the young master.
Who doesn't want to change from a slave to a young lady?
Mei Fu remembered Fu Xingye's face and showed a shy and expectant smile.
