Reborn as the Savior of a Short-lived Father and Son

After a few words, the manager came over with the account book, still smiling.

It’s true, with He Shumin’s previous words, Gu Qinghe looked at the manager’s expression and it was really somewhat similar to Lin Wan’er’s.

"This is all the expenses and income of the manor from the beginning of the year to now. Since you are here, take a look."

Mingxuan naturally wanted to take a look. She opened the account book and glanced at the records with an expressionless face.

Perhaps because she had been staring for too long and could not tell any emotion from his face, the manager looked inexplicably guilty.

A few days ago, I heard that the eldest lady of the mansion went to several farms outside the capital to check the accounts, and the manager of one of the farms was directly sent to the government.

All of these people in charge are connected to each other, and once something happened, the others immediately became wary.

This manager has been working in this farm for more than ten years and has become a veteran. Because of this, he knows the ins and outs of this.

Over the years, the accounts in the manor have become a mess. Over the past decade, all the people originally hired by the owner of the manor have been replaced by him one by one. Now, these workers are all under his control and no one dares to speak out.

The master has a lot of things to do and has no time to take care of the affairs of the farm. As long as the account books submitted at the end of the year show profits and no losses, basically no one will ask about it.

As a result, in recent years, these managers have become more arrogant and have become like local tyrants in their respective villages.

As for Mingxuan, he didn't even take her seriously.

How capable can a woman be if she can't even control her husband?

I'm afraid he can't even understand the account book.

Mingxuan looked at the account book for a long time, and the smile on the shopkeeper's face became deeper.

After a long while, Mingxuan turned to a certain page in the account book and suddenly asked the shopkeeper with a smile, "Where are all the things purchased here?"

The shopkeeper was stunned, walked over to take a look, it would have been fine if he hadn't looked, but after taking a look he trembled all over and stretched out his hand to snatch the account book back.

The servant behind Mingxuan kicked the manager a few steps away, and he lay on the ground wailing, holding his stomach.

The workers not far away saw this scene, their lifeless eyes seemed to open, but quickly closed again, and they continued to do their own things numbly.

"White jade bed, jade ruyi, and this Ming porcelain wine cup, how come I didn't know that this manor could still use these things?"

The shopkeeper's face turned pale. How could this be possible? How could this be possible?

He had clearly hidden this account book and was preparing another one, so why did it suddenly become this one?

In addition to confusion and a moment of panic, he felt more regretful. When he just took the account book, why didn't he take a look at it in advance to make sure whether this was the one he had prepared.

From the manager's rolling eyes, it was clear that he didn't know he was wrong. Ming Xuan clapped her hands, asked the servants to help the manager up, and continued to ask, "Why, is what's recorded in the account book wrong?"

If he admitted this, it would mean that he had directly acknowledged the Yin-Yang account book incident. Of course the shopkeeper could not admit it. Once he admitted it, nothing else he said would be of any use.

He made up his mind and knelt on the ground with a thud. He said firmly, "Miss, I have worked in this farm for most of my life. My sons and grandsons all work here. I have devoted my life to the Ming Mansion. I really don't know what's going on with this account book. Maybe someone has a grudge against me and took this opportunity to frame me."

As he spoke, he probably believed this statement, and kowtowed to Mingxuan twice, "Please, young lady, clear my name. Otherwise, I will cry out for injustice even in front of the master and the mistress."

Mingxuan nodded, "Then where is your original account book?"

The shopkeeper was a bit clever. He shook his head and said, "Someone must have swapped the account book I prepared with this fake one, hoping to harm me. The real account book must have been taken away by this person."

"In that case, this is a mess that cannot be settled."

Ming Xuan shook her head slightly, glanced at the workers, and asked the manager, "Why are these workers so skinny? I see that the manager's family is fat and well-off."

This was a bit too direct, and the steward's face showed anger. "If the young lady wants to insult me ​​like this, I have nothing to say. I have been diligently helping Mr. Ming manage the manor, and my whole family is busy working for the manor. Now the young lady suspects that I am embezzling money. This is a great humiliation to me."

humiliation?

There's nothing wrong in saying that he is fat and has big ears.

Gu Qinghe glanced at the manager's ruddy face and exchanged a glance with Mingxuan.

Mingxuan smiled gently and shook her head at her, indicating that she was prepared.

There have been too many roundabout words, and the necessary reminders have been given, but this person still refuses to change his mind. There is nothing more to say.

"Manager Wang must have heard about the recent rectification of those manors outside the capital. Tell me, why did I come here so long after those manors were rectified?"

"For so long, Steward Wang must have made preparations in advance. So tell me, if I was not sure enough, why would I choose to come today?"

She fished out another account book from her bosom and waved it in front of Manager Wang, "Take a look, is this the account book you mentioned that was swapped?"

Manager Wang rushed over and tried to snatch it, but the servant next to Mingxuan was too skilled and kicked him back.

Not far away, the son of Steward Wang had also been paying attention to the scene here. Seeing this, he immediately rushed over with a look of anger on his face, "Although my father works for the Ming Mansion, you can't humiliate him like this, young lady. What did my father do wrong to be humiliated by you like this?"

"You know exactly what your father did wrong, don't you?"

The manager's son looked at his father and his arrogance immediately subsided.

Mingxuan naturally knew when to be serious. She leaned over to her maid's ear and whispered a few words. The maid nodded and walked towards the workers who were working not far away.

I don't know what she said in front of the workers. They seemed to start arguing and looking at each other.

The maid was not in a hurry. After delivering the message, she walked back on her own and continued to stand beside Mingxuan.

Not knowing what this person was up to, He Shumin nudged Gu Qinghe with her elbow, "What do you think Mingxuan is going to do? What did this maid tell the workers?"

Gu Qinghe smiled slightly, "You'll know in a moment."

Not long after, it seemed that a worker threw away his hoe and walked towards this side first.