The Red Mansions

Chapter 151 Jia Amnesty Wants to Check Accounts

Chapter 151 Jia Amnesty Wants to Check Accounts

In the flower hall——

The abacus was crackling, and the account books were being flipped through.

"You still dare to quibble even now. Your younger brother Lai Sheng has corrupted countless inks since he was the housekeeper of the East Mansion all these years. I have to give you a clear account of this account." Jia Heng shouted solemnly.

Seeing Sister Feng beside her, Lai Da cried out, "Second Mistress Lian, this old slave has been wronged."

Sister Feng was glancing at Jia Heng with her red phoenix eyes, thinking about how she would look if this flying fish costume was worn on her family's Lian Er.

At this time, when I heard the words, I was stunned for a while, looked at Lai Da, and said with a sneer: "You still have the face to beg me? Last year, the West Mansion still had a surplus of 3000 taels of silver. This year, the year is not over yet. Fighting famine everywhere, don’t pretend that I don’t know, at least 8000% of the money you handled was withheld! Let me ask you where did you spend the [-] taels that the old lady gave you last time?”

Lai Da argued, "Master Uncle was promoted to be the governor of the capital this summer, and he was the governor of the Beijing camp. My wife ordered me to buy three big boxes..."

"Fart your mother!" When she mentioned her family's affairs in front of Jia Heng, Sister Feng couldn't hold back her face. In the past, there were wild ginseng in some government treasuries, and it didn’t cost much to buy it, besides, my uncle is a very particular person, no matter how big or small the gift list is, there will be a gift in return, how can you let you gossip here!”

"Princess Beijing Jing gave birth last month..." Lai Da said anxiously again.

Seeing the posture of the two reconciling accounts, Jia Heng also frowned.

You Qi Lai Da suddenly said: "Brother Wang came to Beijing and lost money at the Ruyi Gambling House, so he also sent someone to Gongzhong..."

Hearing the mention of her elder brother Wang Ren, Sister Feng Huo stood up, put her hands on her hips, and was about to yell and scold.

Jia Heng dropped the tea cup in his hand heavily, and with a "bang", Lai Da and Sister Feng were startled.

It also collapsed Sister Feng's waist, which was barely crossed.

Jia Heng glanced at Sister Feng, who was still pinching her waist, and thought to herself, gambling with a dog is not a good thing, let alone selling her niece Qiaojie, her own daughter can be sold as well.

Sister Feng seemed to catch the disgust and coldness in the depths of Jia Heng's eyes, so she forced herself to smile and said, "My elder brother, he is usually not in good shape, and sometimes he likes to gamble..."

Jia Heng snorted coldly, waved his hands, and looked at Lai Da with a frown.

"Come on, get on the stick!"

Sister Feng: "..."

Lai Da: "???"

Immediately, with a sound of promise, the two guards in brocade clothes took out the torture tools, pulled away Lai Da's rope, couldn't help but grinned, and pulled Lai Da's finger into the bamboo stick.

Ten fingers connected to the heart, just as soon as he exerted force, Lai Da cried out in pain, crying for his father and mother.

"Gag his mouth, get sweat out first, try not to kill him." Jia Heng said lightly, picked up the teacup at the side, took a sip, a pair of sharp eyes fell on Sister Feng's face, lightly Said: "Go on... What's wrong with your brother?"

Sister Feng Liu Yemei raised her eyebrows and pursed her pink lips. For some reason, she felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by the other party's sharp, "shady" eyes, and forced herself to smile: "Brother Heng, he only borrowed 3000 taels of silver in total. , Later, I made up for it.”

My heart skipped a beat, what do you mean sweating, try not to kill him, this Uncle Heng is ruthless, like a tiger or wolf.

Last night, she was obviously tempted by her and wanted to leave in embarrassment, why today...

A person like Sister Feng is keenly aware of Jia Rui's lustful intentions, and when he recalled some of Jia Heng's strange behaviors last night in the dead of night, he also had a little bit of an afterthought.

Not to mention Jia Heng, even Jia Rong secretly glanced at her sometimes, and Sister Feng caught her eyes and made fun of her.

Women, especially beautiful women, seldom have beauty without knowing it. They have enjoyed countless attentions from childhood to adulthood, and they have long learned the art of tea without a teacher.

Jia Heng picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said, "Sister-in-law Feng, I think you might as well give us usury to your brother, maybe he's in a hurry to lose and sell all the Wang family property in Jinling to my Jia family."

One is a gambling dog, and the other is a loan shark. This pair of brothers and sisters simply sells and raises them. Well, instead of using loans to raise gambling, they can produce and sell themselves!

Feeling the undisguised sarcasm in the young man's words, Sister Feng became more and more unable to hang on, both ashamed and annoyed, her voice became a little cold, and said: "He said he won't gamble anymore."

"Can you believe what you say when you bet on dogs?"

Sister Feng blinked: "Betting on dogs?"

"Gambling dogs are no longer human beings. Dogs can't get rid of eating shit, but betting on dogs is red-eyed. Dogs jump over the wall in a hurry. They sell their sons and daughters. They can do all kinds of outrageous things." Jia Heng glanced at it meaningfully. Sister Feng.

Sister Feng's cherry lips parted, and she couldn't help but look away from Jia Heng. She didn't know if she didn't eat right when she got up early, and felt a little uncomfortable in her lower abdomen.

At this moment, Lai Da felt that his eyes were in a trance, and the sweat on his forehead was dripping down.

Jia Heng lost his expression, and turned to ask the accountant who had already checked several account books, and asked, "Gentlemen, how much is the account deficit?"

The older accountant raised his eyes and said: "The account books of Bingchen and Dingsi have been checked for two years. The year of Bingchen has been checked, and the year of Dingsi has only been checked for two months. It is conservatively estimated that the above will buy public candles. Daily expenses such as candied fruit, candied fruit, and candy, totaling 27 items, with a total of zero and zero total false reports and missed reports, adding up to 3000 taels of silver is not correct."

The accountant, speaking, glanced at the middle-aged accountant in blue shirt, the old man seemed to have the intention of demonstrating.

The middle-aged accountant in the blue shirt chuckled, and said: "Commander Jia, in the year of Yimao and the year of Wuwu, we built a series of houses such as Tianxiang Tower, and bought 5000 items of trees, flowers and stones. The former has 1000 taels of silver. After checking, there were [-] taels missing in the Wuwu year."

Jia Heng ignored the two people showing off their skills, looked at Lai Da, waved his hands, and immediately the two guards in brocade retreated to the side.

Lai Da's face was as pale as frost, his head was sweating profusely, and his ten fingers were swollen beyond recognition.

His mouth fluttered, and he looked at the two people opposite him, feeling weak.

Sister Feng said: "Brother Heng, you can ask..."

Although Sister Feng is ruthless, she is always blown by the wind, so she can't stand the battle of real knives and guns. It's not that she can't bear it, but she feels gloomy. After all, she was the one who had to be courteous when she met yesterday. "Grandpa", it was made into this picture today.

It's just the sympathy of "the rabbit dies and the fox is sad, and things hurt its kind".

Jia Heng glanced at Sister Feng, nodded, "Well, give him a sip of tea to ease his palpitations, and wipe the sweat off his head, let him rest for a while, don't move, just sweat again later. "

Sister Feng: "..."

Sister Feng's face paused slightly, looking at the young man in brocade clothes beside him, she felt that there was a heart of stone under that cold and hard face, otherwise, how could she say such terrifying words in such a calm tone?

But this kind of posture of the official of the Ministry of Justice, who lives in eight seats and calls out Bainuo, gave Sister Feng a kind of feeling that she didn't know what to do, she just felt a little short of breath and her heart beat faster.

Picking up the teacup beside her, it seemed that she... also needed to replenish the tea.

Thinking in this way, the slender legs under the Luo skirt were brought together, moved upright, and imitated Jia Heng and sat up sideways.

Two brocade guards on the side handed a cup of tea for Lai Da to drink, and then wiped the sweat off his head with a rag.

"Lai Da, I just heard that your younger brother Lai Er was greedy for money from the Modong Mansion, up to tens of thousands of taels a year. How much money did he take? After more than ten years, there were not 50 taels, but 60 taels! 60 taels , just a little bit more!"

It sounds appalling.

But in fact, combined with the money spent on the construction of the Grand View Garden, and the fact that the Lai family also built a garden slightly smaller than the Grand View Garden, and donated officials to Lai Shangrong, of course the Lai family later made a windfall because of the construction of the Grand View Garden.

Combined with the life experience of the original author Cao Lao, even the expenses of food and clothing will be broken down to the details, and it is impossible to make nonsense about money.

72 Back to what Jia Lian said to Sister Feng, it would be good to send another three or two million yuan, which is the tip of the iceberg, revealing how much money was wasted by the concubine Yuan to visit her relatives.

Of course, this money was used to build a garden, buy an opera, and save face... Up and down, if the Lai family falsely reported, concealed, and stole part of it, the real use may be at most half of it.

"So, today's Lai family's wealth has been stolen for more than ten years. At least 56 taels have been taken from the East Mansion, plus the West Mansion. I dare not say a million. The total of the two is still 90 million taels. If we build the Grand View Garden in Japan, I'm afraid we will get more money." Jia Heng was thinking in his heart.

Because compared with Jia Zhen in the East Mansion, the West Mansion pays Lai Sheng all the business affairs. In the West Mansion, there are also Mrs. Wang, Sister Feng, Jia She and others who have stomachs like wild animals and gluttons, and they are eyeing them!

There was also a bit of shock on the face of Sister Feng's fans. From the silver taels of two or three years mentioned by the two accountants just now, some problems can be seen.

Brother Lai, she entered the East and West Mansions before she passed the gate. It must have been more than ten years.

This Lai's family's wealth is almost comparable to that of the East and West.

That's pretty cool!

"Where is this decent as a servant? This is richer than the master!" Sister Feng's face was frosty, and her phoenix eyes gleamed coldly.

For the sake of money, the old lady was so anxious that she almost pawned her panties, and the loan sharks made the boy with a cold face next to him sneer, sneer, and beat him.

At the end, it turns out that a servant has more wealth than the master?

Lai Da, who was kneeling below, said weakly: "In the East Mansion...the West Mansion, look up and down, how can there be so much money?"

"This slave is not honest!" Jia Heng sneered and said, "Sister-in-law Feng, bring the account books of the West Mansion, let's have a look together."

When Sister Feng heard the words, she paused for a moment, and looked at the accountants who were making calculations, and she was a little moved, and said, "Ping'er, go to the West Mansion and ask Wu Xingdeng, Shan Daliang and the others to send the account books to two young men. come over."

When Ping'er heard the words, she responded, and left in a hurry, clutching her handkerchief.

On this side, two accountants were clattering their abacus, while Jia Heng continued to torture Lai Da.

But Rongguo Mansion——

The bank managers Wu Xingdeng, Dai Liang, and Qian Hua got up early in the morning and hurriedly searched for Jia She. Jia She had just had breakfast under the service of his concubines Yan Hong and Cui Yun.

Yan Hong's face was fair and clean, with a little color, she said with a smile: "Master, why have you been frowning since yesterday?"

Jia She's face was gloomy, and he snorted coldly and said, "The return of the damned undead will bother me, Master."

The little concubine Cuiyun looked thoughtful.

At this moment, the servant hurried into the hall and said: "My lord, Wu Xingdeng from the West Mansion is here."

"What are they doing here?" Jia Amnesty frowned, put down his chopsticks, and doubts floated on his face.

Wu Xingdeng, the treasurer of the West Mansion, is in charge of the cash receipts and payments.

There are also Dai Liang and Qian Hua, one is the manager of the grain depot, and the other is the comprador of the warehouse.

"Let them in!" Jia Amnesty was confused for a while, and just ordered.

After a while, I saw the servant leading the hot-tempered Wu Xingdeng, Dai Liang, and Qian Hua.

Jia She frowned and said, "What are you doing here?"

"My lord, help me." Wu Xingdeng cried as soon as he entered, his face turned bitter.

Jia She said with a sneer, "This is very strange. Early in the morning, his eyebrows were on fire and he called for help."

Wu Xingdeng said urgently: "My lord, I heard in the East Mansion that the accounts of Mr. Lai will be checked today. Second Mistress Lian asked us to prepare the account books early in the morning. rise."

"Just check it...? Well, the East Mansion wants to check the accounts? Why should he check the accounts?" Jia Amnesty said first, then reacted, and said in a cold voice.

Dai Liang on the side said with a crying face: "Just last night, in the Rongqing Hall, the old lady served a meal for the people in the East Mansion. I don't know why that kid talked the old lady and the wife, saying that everyone is greedy. I have spent a lot of money from the public, and I want to use the power of the Lai family to check the old accounts, where can I check the old sesame and rotten beans?"

Jia She's complexion changed suddenly, and he said in surprise, "Why... I don't know?"

At this moment, Jia She was annoyed that he didn't know, otherwise he could have taken the lead from the beginning.

But it's not too late now. If we check the accounts, wouldn't we be able to recover some public deficits?

Just have to be led by him!

Look at these few in front of them, they usually row to their own house, but now they are anxious like ants on a hot pot, and they all beg to come to him.

Now Jia Amnesty is a little annoyed why he didn't go yesterday, he probably felt the same as being absent from an important meeting and being voted out.

As he was thinking about it, he heard the rattling sound of the bead curtain, and said, "Master, what account are you looking for?"

Mrs. Xing came out from inside, doubts appeared on her fair face.

Jia Amnesty frowned and told the story.

Mrs. Xing heard the words, she just looked at Wu Xindeng and the other three, and said with a sneer, "You guys usually rely on the money you handle and eat up everything, but now you come to ask the master to save you, what are you saying now!"

Wu Xindeng called Qu and said, "My lord, the past few years have not been successful, and everything in the house has been difficult. We don't even get enough to subsidize it. How can we ever go to our own house?"

Jia She sneered and said, "Then what are you guys doing with a guilty conscience? My master is about to go back to the old lady now. When I come to check the accounts, I will start with the three of you!"

Wu Xindeng, Dai Liang, Qian Hua: "..."

Wu Xindeng and the three gathered themselves together, looked at Jia She, who was going to the West Mansion in outer clothes under the service of the concubine, looked at each other, and sneered in their hearts.

Old accounts, a lot of chicken feathers, he can find out the fart.

Besides, the Lai family took over the big bosses.

It's just that they are a little afraid of that Uncle Heng, who is said to be decisive in killing, and does not rub the sand in his eyes, if they really see some tricks...

But if the old man can go, it's exactly what he wants. At most, he will lose three to four thousand taels of silver, and they will just pay it back.

(End of this chapter)