[Crossing Books] The author is trying to clean up every day

Instructing Zijin to send the housekeeper out politely, Yan An raised his eyebrows and sipped his tea.

Now that the problem has been found out, everything is not so difficult.

After waiting for Zijin to come back, Yan An put down the teacup, and hooked his index finger towards him.

Zijin didn't doubt that it was there, and strode up to Yan'an.

"Come here with your ear." Yan An said, "I have a task for you."

Zijin bent over and lowered his eyebrows when he heard the words, as if listening attentively.

Yan An raised his chin slightly, put it next to Zijin's ear, and said in a low voice: "Go to the guard's room tonight and call 16 people, divided into four groups, to steal the authentic account books of restaurants, pawn shops, copper mines, and cloth houses. "

Zijin's eyes widened in surprise, he didn't expect Shizi to entrust him with such an important matter, under Yan An's watchful eyes, he straightened up, cupped his hands in a serious manner and said: "This subordinate promises to complete the task. "

Yan An hummed, and did not forget to remind: "Remember, this matter must be done in a watertight way, and no one can see the clues."

"Yes!"

At night, when the moon was dark and the wind was high, Zijin led a group of well-trained men in black to act separately. The men in black with strong martial arts quickly rushed across the roof and entered pawnshops, copper mines, The study yards of shopkeepers such as restaurants and cloth houses were closely searched to find the real ledger.

In less than half an hour, the guards in black each stole the ledger, and the four groups gathered in the alley near the city tower, and handed over the real ledger to Zijin with their own hands.

At the time of Zi, Yan An was so sleepy that he could barely lift his eyelids. He handed over the account book that Zijin had presented to him, and ordered them to copy out the account book within an hour. A copy comes exactly the same.

At dawn, Zijin led the well-trained men in black to put back the ledgers made by the literati and capable scholars to the original place, and then came back to report.

"Very good." Yan An asked while pinching the real account book in his hand: "What day is it today?"

Zijin was startled, and then replied: "Back to the son, today is the first day of the lunar new year."

Yan An curled his lips into a smile, and murmured in a low voice: "The old saying goes well, you can escape the first day of junior high school, but you can't escape the fifteenth day."

"Ah?" Zijin's hearing is still good, and he didn't miss Yan An's words, feeling a little puzzled.

"It's okay." Yan'an glanced at Zijin who had been busy all night, "Go and rest, I don't have to come and serve you today."

Zijin took his leave in response, and when he went out, he ordered the maid outside the door to bring toiletries to Yan'an.

After breakfast, it was fine for Yan An to be idle, so he simply took out the account book locked in the cabinet and counted the accounts.

A week later, there was a large pile of densely written paper on Yan An's desk.

Feeling the thickness of the paper, Yan An couldn't suppress the anger in his heart at all. For such a large sum of money, those shopkeepers gave so little money to Prince Xi's Mansion. Could it be that the people in Prince Xi's Mansion are all fools!

He slapped the table and roared angrily: "It's unreasonable, I'm not afraid of being stuffed to death!"

Zijin frowned and took a step forward, cupped his hands and said, "Do you want this subordinate to arrest them now?"

"No need." Yan An had a plan in mind, he glanced at the rice paper on the table, and said to Zi Jin, "Take these to the housekeeper and let him keep them safe."

Zijin nodded, took a cowhide envelope, packed it, and took it to the housekeeper.

The housekeeper took the envelope, wondering, "This is...?"

Zijin saw his doubts, and explained aloud: "This is something that Shizi asked me to give to you, and he told you to keep it safe!"

"Yes!"

After the guards left, the butler took the sealed bag and locked it into the secret cabinet of the study.

……

March fifteen.

Yan An sat in the screen at the back of the study, and he ate the pastry bite by bite, without being affected by the noise outside at all.

"Butler Wang, you can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately. I, Yu, have worked so hard to manage the cloth village for Prince Xi's mansion for so many years, and you actually slandered me for pocketing my own money."

"Heh!" Steward Wang said with a sneer, holding the money in the purse: "Yunsi Cloth is located in a prosperous street, but you only spent such a small amount of money. If you are not greedy, what is it?"

"There are quite a few cloth shops in Kyoto, and even the bustling market has its ups and downs."

"You are too ups and downs." Steward Wang took out his abacus and said, "Repeat the accounts you just said."

Shopkeeper Yu felt guilty when he saw that he wanted to settle the accounts. In the past, Steward Wang would just listen to the accounts and let them go, but now he intends to pursue the matter.

If something is figured out, that would be bad.

Thinking of this, he frowned, slapped the table with bluff and said loudly: "I have already said it just now, you are a housekeeper, what right do you have for me to say it again, don't you think that I, Yu, is easy to bully and want to dump me?" I play?"

Steward Wang has been with Prince Xi for many years, and he is not afraid of getting big. He said with a cold face: "I think you have a ghost in your heart, so you dare not say it!"

Shopkeeper Yu stared at Steward Wang, his mind was spinning quickly, and he quickly said: "Who dares to say it! It's just that there are some people who are not qualified to be so lenient. If the prince asks, I will say it a thousand times and ten thousand times." It’s also willing to do anything.”

"Really?" A male voice suddenly came from behind the screen, shopkeeper Yu looked over, and his expression changed immediately.