Rebellious officials and thieves are cheating on their fathers

It turned out to be the case.

Hearing what Wen Ziren said, Qin Ailan was flattered—is Yang Hongqing really so relieved of himself?

"Maybe it's for my father's sake." Qin Ailan said casually.

Wen Ziren smiled and said, "That's true."

Qin Ailan then remembered the eight thousand silver that Wen Ziren gave her, and said politely: "Speaking of the big gift that my dear brother Zi gave me, I really don't know how to thank you. You and I are officials together, so there is no need to be so polite."

Wen Ziren heard him speak so politely, but smiled embarrassedly, "A small gift is not a respect, as long as Mr. Qin doesn't dislike the smell of copper on Wen's body."

"Hey, what brother Zi said, it's because of your heart that you can come, not to mention is there anyone in this world who doesn't like the smell of silver?" Qin Ailan said.

Anyway, he is already the son of a traitor in this world, so he is not hypocritical, and he should make good use of it if he can use it.

"Mr. Qin doesn't know something. I have been in business for generations in my family. My father wanted me to have a good future and not be looked down upon by others, so he donated an official to me. But I was born in a merchant's family and was often looked down upon by others, so I had to do it here. Yushitai is an idle job. Perhaps because of Wen's humble background, he is despised everywhere in Yushitai." Wen Ziren's tone was a little dejected.

Qin Ailan was quite surprised, he always thought that Wen Ziren's money was dirty; but now it seems that it may not be so.

Wen Ziren is not reused at Yushitai, and he has no real power in his hands, so he should not be able to earn so much money.

"Brother Zi, don't underestimate yourself. I think it's good for you, dear brother. I don't know what kind of business brother Zi's family runs, so they are so rich?" Qin Ailan asked.

This ancient person is also hypocritical, he likes to pretend to be noble, if placed in modern times, this Wen Ziren is a diamond king and old five.

Few people are interested in businessmen. When Qin Ailan asked about the Wen family's business, Wen Ziren became a little interested.

"Don't be afraid of Mr. Qin's jokes. The largest dyeing workshop in Beijing belongs to our Wen family. In addition, the business of Hengxing cloth village is also managed by my elder brother, and my father is in charge of Ruixing dyeing workshop. Qinzhou is not far from the capital. There is also our Wen family's business in the city, and my father originally wanted me to take over the dyeing workshop business, but my mother insisted that I become an official, so the family donated an official to me."

"So that's the case. It seems that Brother Zi's family has a great career." Qin Ailan said.

"What kind of family has a great career, but it is just an inheritance of the merits accumulated by the ancestors. I am an official in the court, and I don't know whether it is right or wrong. I always feel that this road is not for people from a merchant family like me. .” Wen Ziren sighed.

Qin Ailan patted him on the shoulder, "Since you've taken this path, let's keep going. Speaking of which, since Brother Zi was born as a businessman, he must be very good at reconciliation."

Wen Ziren said with a smile: "If Mr. Qin asks me to do other things, I may not be able to do it, but checking accounts is a must-have skill for our Wen family."

"That's just right, help me see if there is any problem with these accounts." Qin Ailan said.

Wen Ziren was a little surprised, he didn't expect that Qin Ailan would ask him to check the accounts with him, but thinking of Yang Hongqing's attitude towards him, Wen Ziren was a little worried: "Mr. not too good."

Qin Ailan didn't think so much, and said: "You and I are here at Yushitai, so don't divide these tasks so finely, and no one comes here, as long as you don't tell me, Master Yang won't know."

Only then did Wen Ziren nod his head, "Then Wen will make a fool of himself."

After all, Wen Ziren conveniently opened and scanned the ledger page by page.He is worthy of being a businessman, and a book was flipped through in his hands in a few strokes.

Qin Ailan sat aside and picked up the teacup and slowly drank the tea that Wen Ziren sent, feeling very comfortable.

The household department brought over too many ledgers, all kinds of messy ledgers, and they didn't finish checking until the adults at Yushitai had left.

But Wen Ziren was careful and didn't miss any of them.He saw that Qin Ailan had no intention of leaving, so he just went through the rest of the books.

By the time Wen Ziren finished checking the account, it was already night.

Wen Ziren put down the last account and said, "Mr. Qin, these accounts seem to be inappropriate, but..."

"But what?" Qin Ailan asked.

Wen Ziren hesitated for a moment, and said, "Only some details are contradictory."

"Brother Zi, please be more detailed."

"For example, the above-mentioned [-] deniers of rice here cost nearly [-] silver. Calculated in this way, once the rice needs six taels of silver. But as far as I know, generally speaking, one tael of silver can buy two deniers of rice; even in In a famine year, once the rice is at most two or three taels of silver. According to this, the amount of money is a bit unreasonable. There are also several places where there are similar problems..."

Qin Ailan carefully read what Wen Ziren said, and it was indeed as he said.

Qin Ailan saw that the night sky outside was already pitch black, and said, "Thank you brother Zi for helping me. It's getting late, we'll talk about it tomorrow."

Wen Ziren hurriedly said: "Your hand, Mr. Qin, don't need to thank you. Take this green Mr. Qin back to drink, and I'll bring you some tomorrow."

This Wen Ziren is very good at observing words and expressions!

Qin Ailan smiled: "Then I won't be polite."

The two left Yushitai, Qin Ailan said again: "Brother Zi, please don't tell others what happened today."

Wen Ziren nodded and said yes, "Then Mr. Qin wants to report this matter to the emperor?"

Qin Ailan said: "The evidence is not enough now, how can we report it? Although these details are unreasonable, if the other party insists that the price at that time was like this, then we are not going to scare the snake? What's more, this is just your one-sided statement. Even if we argue, we may not be able to win."

"Mr. Qin is still thoughtful! People say that shopping malls are like battlefields. From my perspective, this officialdom is even better than battlefields." Wen Ziren said with emotion.

"Therefore, we should be more cautious. You just need to know about this matter, and you can live a long life if you are a little confused." Qin Ailan said.

The two were exchanging greetings when a luxury carriage drove over and stopped in front of them.

Qin Ailan was curious, but she saw that Wen Ziren's face was a little unhappy.

Immediately, a woman with upturned willow eyebrows stepped out of the carriage, and as soon as she came, she grabbed Wen Ziren's ear and said, "Damn ghost! If you don't come home so late, you don't know how to send a message to my old lady. Which vixen hooked it!"

It is said that there were many female men in his previous world, but he did not expect that there are still such tough women in this patriarchal world.

Qin Ailan looked at the girl who called herself "Old Lady", she must be Wen Ziren's wife.She looks to be only about 20 years old, and she wears extravagant clothes, and she looks pretty, but she looks a little... toothy and clawed.

"Madam, let go! Mr. Qin is still here!" Wen Ziren said with an apologetic smile.

The woman just looked at Qin Ailan, and Qin Ailan smiled at her, "Don't blame Mrs. Zi, Mrs. Wen, it's because I asked Mrs. Zi for help, that's why it was so late."

The woman glanced at Qin Ailan with some fear and inquiry, and let Wen Ziren go.

Wen Ziren hurriedly smiled wryly at Qin Ailan and said, "Young Master Qin, don't take offense, I have other things to do, so I'll take my leave first!"

"Since that's the case, my dear friend, let's go to work! I should go back too." Qin Ailan said.

Wen Ziren hurriedly pulled the woman beside him into the carriage and galloped away.

Qin Ailan turned around and walked in another direction. The dim palace lanterns on the side of the road stretched his shadow long and narrow, but he looked so lonely.

There is no noise pollution in this world, no feasting and feasting, and it is terribly quiet at night.

Qin Ailan is not used to this kind of silent silence, and it is easy to make people dream about it.

Returning to Zhaoyang Palace, one could see Chu Yu standing on the stone steps from a distance, looking at the direction of his return.

It looked like he was waiting for his return.

Before he could speak, Chu Yu frowned and said, "Why did you come back so late?"

He was condescending, with a somewhat haughty expression on his face, but Qin Ailan couldn't help being a little amused by this slightly sad tone of reproach.

Qin Ailan raised her eyebrows and looked at the people on the steps: "Is the emperor worried about me?"