Qi Siling's face turned blue with her intestines, why did she come over and tell Nie Sangyu about this? She escrowed the account book, and it was supposed to be paid back after Nie Sangyu entered the Siguo Pavilion. But Nie Sangyu didn't mention it, so she didn't say anything either. Now a few words provoked Nie Sangyu to ask for the account book back. She was simply stealing money, losing her wife and losing her army.
The old lady asked for the account book, so she naturally didn't dare to shirk it. The duck that reached its mouth just flew away again.
Qi Siling decided to take a detour when he saw Nie Sangyu in the future.
Ji Man started flipping through the account book after receiving it from the old lady, and then saw something wrong: "Is the food expenses in the mansion too high?"
The old lady didn't care much: "The Hou Mansion has always been lenient towards food and clothing, so it's normal to spend more."
Ji Man shook his head, and pointed to the old lady with the account book: "In half a month, I spent three hundred taels of silver just for food. Does the old lady think it's possible? The food in your yard is the best, and it's nothing January 22, where did the rest of the money go?"
The old lady didn't know about Chai Migui, so she frowned when Ji Man said this: "Why did you use so much?"
Food in her yard is only twenty taels a month, and the rest of the yard is naturally no more than ten taels, even if servants and servants are added, it will definitely not exceed one hundred taels. Calculated in this way, there are at least two hundred taels of black accounts.
"I remember that when my concubine took over the account book at the very beginning, this situation also happened. It's just that I didn't have the time to bring it up, so I made it up with my own money first." Ji Man looked at Qi Siling, smiled and said, "Unexpectedly, when the account book arrived, Si In Ling's hand, it became like this again."
The old lady's eyes suddenly became sharp, she looked at Qi Siling and said, "What do you have to say?"
Qi Siling knelt down, and said innocently: "The kitchen is responsible for the purchase, and I just keep an account. It is absolutely impossible to make a fake account and steal the money."
"Where did all the money go?" The old lady sneered, "If you manage the account, you will consider yourself the mistress of this mansion, and you can use the money without authorization?"
"Old madam, I have been wronged." Qi Siling quickly kowtowed and said, "I swear by my life that I never embezzled money. If old madam doesn't believe it, she can send someone to search Si Ling's yard."
Qi Siling's natal family is not poor anyway, so she won't be so short of money. Thinking of the lack of money, Ji Man thought of Wen Wan. She has a father who is a gambler, and she has always been like a bottomless pit. The incompleteness of the money is because Qi Siling picked it up and gave it to Wen Wan, otherwise Wen Wan wouldn't be as close as she is.
I thought so, but I couldn't say it. Ji Man closed the account book, and said to the old lady: "There are no rules in the house, and it will not be easy to manage in the future. It's better to let different people buy it in the future. As for the two hundred taels of silver that was blackmailed, the account is in Si Ling's hands." Li, if you can report all the things you bought at the three hundred taels, and ask the money steward to go to the warehouse to verify, then that's all. If you can't report it, just make up the money, how about it?"
Qi Siling's face was extremely ugly, she lowered her head and said nothing.
"Why, this method can't get you to nod?" The old lady shouted angrily: "You have to follow me, dare to manage accounts like this, just ask Xuan'er to send you a letter of divorce, and kick you out of the house. "
"Old lady, calm down." Qi Siling said hastily: "I will go and check with Steward Qian."
The old lady snorted, waved her down, turned her head to Ning Mingjie who had been watching the fun, and said, "Mingjie, look at these women, I'm the only one who makes me feel at ease."
Ning Mingjie filially helped peel the lychees, his slender fingers were stained with crystal clear juice, which made Ji Man stare blankly for a while.
"What the old lady said is true." He stretched out his hand and fed the lychee to the old lady, and the old lady's complexion instantly improved, and she said cheerfully: "Be good, look at Xuan'er's behavior all day long, I am not mad at you."
Ning Mingjie glanced at Ji Man, and said in a low voice: "Mingjie thinks that Master Hou is a person who does big things, and he doesn't care about small things when doing big things, so why should the old lady be too impatient."
Hearing others praise his son is always happy. The old lady snorted twice, then pulled Ning Mingjie and Ji Man to start talking about family matters.
Mo Yuhou stayed in the Rose Garden, standing gently among the flowers, pouted and said coquettishly, "Draw me a picture."
Presumably she still cared about the peony he drew in the garden that day. The third prince said that he had painted Nie Sangyu's god, Wen Wan was very unhappy, and insisted that he paint her also.
There are hundreds of flowers blooming next to it, and Wen Wan stands in front, like a snow lotus, not as delicate as a peony, but fresh and pleasant.
Ning Yuxuan draws with a brush, from the cloud temples to the corners of the skirt, he draws very carefully. But the pen raised eyebrows, but hesitated.
The beautiful woman in front of him was smiling, she was very pretty, but he was a little distracted. When he came back to his senses, the eyebrows and eyes on the painting were not at all similar to that beautiful woman.
Mo Yuhou was taken aback, quickly rubbed the drawing paper, and said with a gentle smile to the unknown: "I didn't draw it well, draw another one."
Wen Wan didn't doubt that there was him, and the crumpled painting lay quietly in Mo Yuhou's sleeve.
Redrawing a picture, the beauty smiled slightly, and she was satisfied after looking at it gently, and the matter of painting was just like that. When it was time to rest at night, Ning Yuxuan said, "I still have something to go to the study, and I'll be back later."
The things in the sleeves must be thrown away, right
"The concubine is waiting for Lord Hou." Wen Wan said softly.
Ning Yuxuan came out of the rose garden, went to the study and lit the brazier, just threw something in, but felt it was wrong, so he quickly fished it out.
Jiman now has a habit of looking at the daffodils hanging on the wall for a while before going to bed. The words on it are not very pretty, but they match the painting, giving it a rough aesthetic.
Just about to fall asleep, there was a sudden movement outside. Clover came in and whispered, "Master Hou is here, and this servant is going to get the medicine box."
Why did he come to get the medicine box? Ji Man looked at the partition in puzzlement, Mo Yuhou walked in with his lips pursed, his hands were red, like some burns, but not serious.
"Why did you come here?" Ji Man was a little surprised, looked at his hands and said, "Aren't you in Rose Garden?"
Mo Yuhou's complexion didn't look very good, and he didn't know who he was playing with. Sitting next to her bed, he gave her his hand as if I was an uncle: "Come out to deal with things, and I accidentally got burned. Wan'er won't I made a wound, so I bandaged it at your place before going back."
"Oh." Ji Man took the medicine box that Clover brought, and took the ointment for him.
Ning Yuxuan stared at the woman for a long time, finally turned away and let out a long sigh. Just as I was about to say something, I saw the painting on the wall.
Ji Man felt that his back was a bit cold for no reason, looked up at this man, and followed his gaze to see what he was looking at.
"What's wrong?"
"Is this painted by Mingjie?" Mo Yuhou asked softly.
"That's right, Master Biao sent me off, saying that I'm not greasy at all." Ji Man shrugged, then lowered his head and continued to apply the medicine.
Ning Yuxuan was bored for a while, and said, "He sent you off, so you hang it in the bedroom, so you can see it when you get up?"
"The wall lacks a painting, whoever gives it to me can hang it on any concubine's body. Didn't Hou Ye give me the peony painting?"
That peony, Wen Wan looked upset, asked him to take it. Mostly either burned or torn. Her little temper...
But this painting is too eye-catching, does it look as good as him? Ning Yuxuan snorted softly, withdrew the hand that took the good medicine, and said, "I'll give you a picture tomorrow, and replace this one."
"... Got it." Ji Man glanced at this man, the man's possessiveness is really terrifying, even hanging a picture would offend him.
What a shame for such a beautiful painting.
The next day, Mo Yuhou really gave her a picture of peonies. It seemed to be the kind bought outside, with someone else's seal, but the paper was thick and it looked quite textured.
Ji Man didn't bother to argue with him, so he hung the peony picture on the surface of the narcissus painting to block the narcissus.
Qi Siling estimated that he sold a lot of jewelry, so he collected all the money, and put a lot of ingredients in the warehouse. Ji Man didn't intend to hold on to it, so he let her go.
But on this day, Luo Qianqian suddenly came to her door.
Or she should be called now, Shi Zifei.
Not long ago, Luo Qianqian married the prince of Huainan, a marriage bestowed by the emperor. At that time, Ji Man was still in Siguo Pavilion, so he didn't attend the wedding banquet. It's just that Luo Qianqian and that prince are said to be at odds, both of them have a tough temper, and Qianqian is a master in the lord, who ruled the prince so that he was powerless to resist.
This eldest son is also a genius, he has always admired Wen Wan, but was forced to marry Luo Qianqian, unwilling to do so, he hasn't given Luo Qianqian much favor since the marriage.
But today Luo Qianqian came to the door, but she went straight to Mo Yuhou and the old lady with red eyes, threw out a pawn ticket from the pawnshop, and said in a hoarse voice: "Qianqian is not afraid of shame, now I want to ask Master Hou and the old lady, can you take care of the women in your family?"
Both Mo Yuhou and the old lady looked very ugly, Ji Man stepped forward to smooth things over, and took the pawn ticket to look at it.
What was pawned was a mutton fat jade pendant, which was very valuable, but it was only pawned a hundred taels of silver. Ji Man was puzzled: "What does this pawn ticket have to do with the women in our family?"
Luo Qianqian glanced at her, shook her head and said: "My Madam doesn't know, this jade pendant is a token of status given to the son by Huainan King, and the son is absurd, so he pawned it at will, and gave all the money to Wen Wan."
As soon as these words came out, the whole room was shocked, Wen Wan stood beside her, blushing almost to the point of bleeding: "You...you are talking nonsense!"
"Why am I talking nonsense?" Luo Qianqian looked at her and snorted coldly: "Don't you just keep saying that your father was addicted to gambling and ruined his family fortune, so he was always short of money? The prince asked me how many times I asked for it, but I didn't know it." Here, I didn't expect that he would directly pawn the jade pendant just to please you."
"Wen Wan, Mrs. Ning, you really have a good face."