Even Lu Yunzheng, who had been reading a book, was stunned.
He only knew that Liu Qiaoer could do multiplication, but he didn't expect that she could calculate accounts so quickly and well. It seemed that he had underestimated her before.
Paying taxes is the obligation of every citizen, and that dynasty was no exception. Liu Qiaoer didn't say anything, but just made a note on the side.
After looking at the income of the past two months, she clapped her hands happily.
"Not bad, not bad. If we continue like this, it won't be long before we become the richest man in Fengxin County."
"It's just that I can't let you lose money when I make money. I have contacted your boss, and he agreed to give me his dividends. Your dividends will still be divided according to the original distribution."
"Boss?" Speaking of Boss, Yue Nishang held Liu Qiaoer's arm and asked hopefully, "Could it be that Boss is not dead?"
Liu Qiaoer sighed quietly, "Since Zui Le Fang is the eldest son's boss, now that he is gone, there will naturally be someone to help him run it. The boss I'm talking about is the person he entrusted back then."
Yue Nishang's pretty face showed a disappointed expression, and her eyes were slightly red. "The young master has many friends. He is a generous and righteous person. Even though he is gone, the rest of the Lu family still have people to help take care of them. I am obsessed."
Shaoyao also tried to persuade her: "Today is the first day of the new year, don't cry. Miss Qiao'er has run the music studio so well, and she will take good care of Madam Lu and the others in the future. We should do our own things well. If Mr. Lu is still alive, he will definitely bless all of us."
Yue Nishang, who was deeply in love with Lu Yunzheng, was still very sad. After finishing her important business, she was absent-minded on the way back.
After Liu Qiao'er sent the two away, she blinked her big, dark eyes and complained to Lu Yunzheng: "You are clearly alive, why didn't you tell her? She is deeply in love with you."
Lu Yunzheng stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back, his eyes slightly narrowed, and his expression was gloomy and uneasy.
"If you are destined to be let down, why bother starting?"
Liu Qiaoer felt sorry for Yue Nishang: "So, the woman you like in your heart is not her either."
Lu Yunzheng suddenly turned around, frowned, looked deeply at Liu Qiaoer, and sighed helplessly.
"What are you thinking about in your little head all day? If you have nothing to do, go make some more dumplings and send them to your parents."
Liu Qiaoer yawned loudly: "Xia Ying has gone."
She was so sleepy and staying up late was killing her. She lay down on the warm kang, exhausted, and didn't want to get up again.
The New Year had not even ended, but on the third day of the first lunar month, the legendary detective Wang Boyan followed Su Mingyu to Fengxin County.
I heard that they first checked the warehouse and then the granary, and just like the officials from Fengxin County, they did not find any clues.
It was impossible for a room full of gold, silver and jewelry to disappear out of thin air.
However, the Su family invited Yue Nishang to perform two shows at their house. It was said that Wang Boyan went to Zuiyuefang in the evening.
"Today is the third day. If Wang Boyan hasn't caught the thief, his reputation as a detective will be..." Liu Qiaoer curled her lips.
Today she accompanied Lu Yunzheng to Zui Le Fang, not for any other reason but to see Wang Boyan.
The case of County Magistrate Lu is related to the prefect of Yuzhou. Lu Yunzheng has found clues, but he was too anxious at the time and did not contact Wang Boyan, the prefect's think tank.
Lu Yunzheng asked his men to inquire again, and some clues showed that Wang Boyan was in the post station when the relief grain and money sent by the court was lost.
Lu Yunzheng didn't believe that he knew nothing about the inside story.
"The theft at the Su family was indeed strange, so it's normal that he couldn't solve the case. In fact, I once met Wang Boyan in the capital."
At that time, Wang Boyan had just passed the imperial examination and Lu Yunzheng had just arrived in Beijing. They were both young men full of vigor and vitality and liked to attend various banquets in the capital.
"Wang Boyan is a thoughtful person who doesn't talk much. He seems to be upright and kind-hearted. How could he be in cahoots with the prefect of Yuzhou?"
This is also what Lu Yunzheng couldn’t understand.
Liu Qiao'er disagreed: "People always change, especially in the officialdom, financial power, who can resist? If his family is poor, or if he likes a certain woman, then he basically has no bottom line."
There is a reason why a person becomes bad. Man is inherently good at birth.
Lu Yunzheng sat in a wheelchair, looked up at Liu Qiaoer, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
"You understand human nature quite well."
That is, when surviving in the end times, the most understandable thing is human nature. When living in a harsh environment, human nature cannot stand the test.
Only in a prosperous era, when everyone has money and has enough food and clothing, will people stick to the bottom line of morality.
The performance began. Lu Yunzheng was sitting in a corner, and it was easy for him to spot Wang Boyan. He and Su Mingyu were sitting in a private room with the best view, watching the performance with great interest.
They were whispering to each other from time to time, but no one knew what they were talking about.
Liu Qiaoer volunteered, "I'll go serve them a cup of tea."
Liu Qiaoer was dressed as a maid today, holding a tray with a pot of tea on it.
She walked lightly to the private room where Wang Boyan was, smiling like a flower: "Mr. Su, you are so honored to be here. Miss Yue would like to invite you to have tea."
Wang Boyan played with the paper fan in his hand and said jokingly, "It is said that Yue Nishang here is both beautiful and talented. Master Su is so lucky."
Liu Qiaoer moved behind the table, poured a cup of tea for each of them, and while they were not paying attention, she installed the bug under the table.
There is plenty of modern technology in space, so it would be a waste if we don’t use it.
With the eavesdropping device, even if Liu Qiaoer didn't go in, she could still hear what the two were saying.
It’s a pity that the following conversation was completely meaningless and even a bit vulgar.
Su Mingyu has no wife, but has three beautiful concubines. She plans to give one to Wang Boyan. Wang Boyan is very disgusted and says he wants a clean one. Then the two of them evaluate the women.
Liu Qiaoer's fists clenched after hearing this, and her attitude towards Wang Boyan became even worse.
Just when the performance was about to end, Yue Nishang came over to pay her respects to Su Mingyu. After all, he was the biggest sponsor of Zui Le Fang, and as long as he didn't do anything excessive, Yue Nishang would not turn against him.
"Long live the young master."
As soon as Su Mingyu saw Yue Nishang, her eyes widened. She quickly invited her to sit down and exchanged a few words. Yue Nishang then turned the topic to the theft at Su's house.
Wang Boyan was also very anxious and just said that the other party was very smart but there was no clue yet.
Unexpectedly, Yue Nishang could not help but complain: "If Master Lu was still alive, he would definitely help Master Su. I heard that he found the disaster relief money that the court had lost. I don't know who he offended, but he is gone just like that."
Wang Boyan looked at Yue Nishang indifferently. He knew that she was Lu Yunzheng's confidante. Seeing the beautiful woman crying, he felt a little pity in his heart.
"You have offended someone you shouldn't have offended. Lord Lu wants to keep himself clean, but in today's world, this kind of thinking is harmful to others and yourself."
Su Mingyu suddenly asked again: "I heard that Prime Minister Lu in the capital wants to help Magistrate Lu?"
Wang Boyan sneered twice: "If we can't find a pen to get the relief grain money, even the prince can't do anything, let alone the prime minister."
Yes, the direction of the disaster relief grain funds is the key to proving County Magistrate Lu.