Cangyun [Sword Net Three]

After tidying up Zhang Shitang, Wu Lang transferred several principals in charge of several courtyards alternately with a thunderous force.

Several principals came to the door with bitter faces, crying and complaining that they have been working in their own jobs for so long, and it is too much for them to go to other positions!Wu Lang smiled at them, this little thing can't be done well, it seems that your talents are all in vain.All the principals are old people in the mansion, and they have devoted themselves to the palace, I understand it.It's just that you are old, and since you are not competent, how about letting the young people show their strengths?

After this sentence was finished, no one had the courage to burst into tears at Wu Lang, and went back in despair one by one.

After completely taking over Zhang Shitang, Wu Lang realized how much trouble he had taken over.

Under the huge amount of false accounts is a huge shortfall of money. Where did the money come from for those rats whose stomachs were full of fat and whose houses were piled up with gold and silver? Naturally, it came from the hands of the palace and people below.The meat they ate was all torn from the Wangfu.Zhang Shitang has been corrupt for so many years, and the Linzi Palace looks resplendent and magnificent, and the treasury is really only left with spider webs in the corner.

Although it was cool to copy the house, I moved back a lot of money.But without flowers!

The pig of King Linzi rewarded this son today, and that beauty tomorrow, and the gifts he collected to please Liu Jinghong were all a lot of money.In addition, the salary of hundreds of servants in the palace is a huge expense, as well as the rouge powder, silk and satin, daily food, ice in summer and charcoal in winter for the masters.

If you are not in charge, you don't know the price of oil and salt!The item after item of expenditure made Wu Lang want to stuff the account book into King Linzi's mouth and let him eat it.

He is not a cornucopia, there is no way to conjure up gold ingots one after another to squander these dandies!

Fortunately, the king of Linzi is not the kind of person who only knows how to receive death wages.The palace has some foundations in Nanlin, otherwise the Linzi palace might become the first palace to go bankrupt since the founding of the Great Shang Dynasty.

This Lord Langhuan is really not a human's job.

Wu Lang dared to bet that when Mr. Heng Lian presided over Zhang Shitang, he definitely filled in money to make up for the deficit.Thinking about it this way, I feel that Mr. Henglian is really hopeless.

The biggest problem is that Zhang Shitang is just an accounting department.The accounting department is in charge of the accounts, he is only responsible for collecting and settling accounts, how the money is made, whether the company is losing money or making a profit has nothing to do with him.The management right of the company opened by the Linzi Palace in Nanlin is not in his hands, so he can only worry about the accounts that are getting less and less spent.

I thought I got a sweet fruit in my hand, so I threw it in my mouth and chewed it, good damn, a mouthful of glass scum.

Wu Lang really had to sigh.

In a short while, the money income of the Linzi Prince's Mansion is unlikely to increase significantly, and if it cannot increase revenue, it can only reduce expenditure.

The most immediate method is - layoffs!

A piece of Daoist order floated out from the Langhuan Pavilion like a huge shadow, covering the heads of all the servants of the Linzi Palace.

They were trembling in their hearts, that high and mighty Lord Langhuan seemed to have eyes in every corner of the palace.Those lazy, playful, lazy people were all kicked out of the house, even if they were relatives of those bosses with their noses turned upside down, they were treated equally.

When the servants were afraid of Mr. Langhuan, they had an inexplicable gratitude to Mr. Langhuan, because Mr. Langhuan drove away those people who entrusted their connections to enter the mansion and received their salaries but did not do any work!

But those who were kicked out of the mansion cursed viciously outside. It was rumored that Lord Langhuan of Linzi Palace had no good morals.

Mingyue was angry and anxious, saying why the heavens are so unfair to the master!You obviously stay up late every day to write approval documents for the good of the palace, and you do everything yourself, and you have never seen them praise you.What if you are tired and sick!Those dog servants are really good bastards, they dare to spread bad things about you behind your back!I tear their mouths apart!

Hearing this, Wu Lang just smiled nonchalantly.Is he devoting himself to the palace for the sake of the palace? No.Everything he does is for himself, so he doesn't need praise or praise.

It's just that he did feel tired, and the money he had saved by working so hard on this side might be spent on useless things by the king of Linzi on a whim the next day.

Linzi King Ke's daughter Bo Liu Jinghong smiled, this daughter really makes people's blood burst out.

Many times, Wu Lang wanted to throw the account book in Linzi King's face!This pig who only has beauty in his eyes, God is blind and gave him such a good appearance.

But this impulse was only for a moment. Afterwards, he would still pretend to smile at King Linzi and order the entire Langhuan Pavilion to revolve around King Linzi.

Mingyue's crow's mouth is really a prophecy.A few days later, Wu Lang fell ill.

Illness comes like a mountain.

King Linzi, who had just returned from an outing with Liu Jinghong on horseback, had not had time to dismount in the future when news of Lord Langhuan's serious illness and coma came.The King of Linzi thought Yan Lang was joking with him, and blamed him for not taking him with him when he went out, so he didn't care much and continued to drive Liu Jinghong back to Bilianyuan.

On the contrary, Liu Jinghong cast a cold glance at King Linzi, and said flatly: "My lord, it's better to go and have a look, Lord Langhuan won't use this method to attract your attention."

King Linzi thought about it, and felt that what Liu Jinghong said was right.Although Yan Lang is usually obedient to him, he is actually quite indifferent, neither inviting nor competing for favor.

"Don't worry, Gu will take you back first and then go to Langhuan Pavilion along the way."

Liu Jinghong closed his eyes and smiled, making it impossible to guess what it meant.

The king of Linzi stepped forward, smiled and asked Liu Jinghong if he was happy today, did he still like the wine he drank, and would he go on a horseback ride another day?Liu Jinghong nodded indifferently, but he was so happy that King Linzi was ruined.Some time ago, Liu Jinghong was so angry that he wouldn't let him get close.

After leaving Bilianyuan, he changed into a sedan chair and entered Langhuan Pavilion. Before reaching the bedroom, the king of Linzi could already smell the strong smell of medicine, and the panicked shouts and cries of his attendants could be heard in his ears.

The king of Linzi was shocked.

Taking a step forward, he saw the attendants kneeling outside the big carved bed, Yan Lang lying on the bed pale and lifeless, with his eyes closed.The man with a gray beard sat on the low stool beside the bed to feel his pulse with a serious expression, and kept shaking his head.

"My lord!"

"Old Yu, how are you?" King Linzi walked quickly to the doctor's side.

Mr. Yu first stood up and bowed to the King of Linzi, then he said helplessly, "Looking from the pulse condition, Mr. Langhuan is caused by overwork and exhaustion, which is not much different from the pulse condition of the previous few days. The old man has already prescribed Brother Mingyue also said that Lord Langhuan took the medicine on time. But Lord Langhuan is still unconscious, with a high fever and cold sweats. This old man is ignorant..."

The King of Linzi said: "How can I be overworked? Before I left the mansion, I was clearly doing well." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to hold Wu Lang's hand, which was cold, "Wulang? Lang'er?"

Mingyue knelt at the side and cried tears: "Master Mingjian, since my master took over Zhang Shitang, he has been worrying day and night, and he is always busy until the stars are scarce at night before falling asleep. The master must be strong, and he does not want to show his fatigue in front of the prince. I can't stand it anymore!"

The king of Linzi scolded angrily: "A bunch of trash, you just let your master do such nonsense!" Then he turned to Mr. Yu and said, "No matter what method you use, save Lord Langhuan for me!"

Mr. Yu nodded tremblingly, and said, "Master Langhuan's medicine and stones are not effective, and I'm afraid some evil spirits will cause trouble."

The King of Linzi stared at him: "An evil thing?"

Mingyue and a group of attendants also looked up in shock after hearing this.What Old Doctor Yu meant was the curse of witchcraft? !

Everyone knows that the royal family is most afraid of witchcraft, and the current king of Linzi hates witchcraft especially.At that time, his mother and concubine Roufei was almost killed by a stick because of being planted by a witchcraft. Although she finally turned the evil into good luck and was innocent, she was still demoted and imprisoned, and she has never been favored again.Concubine Rou herself was depressed because of this, and her health was getting worse day by day.

The use of witchcraft in Linzi Prince's Mansion was groundbreaking for Tai Sui!

The king of Linzi immediately ordered someone to investigate, strictly investigate!

Words of witchcraft spread out, and the entire Linzi palace fell silent, and everyone was in danger.

Everyone knows that no matter how dandy or masculine King Linzi is, there is a bottom line.Witch Gu is that thread.

The witch doctor entered the mansion and set up a large altar in the Langhuan Pavilion, and the smoke from the huge incense sticks lingered around the Langhuan Pavilion.

After some dancing, the witch doctor put away the bronze hexagonal bell in his hand, and said with a blank face that the witchcraft's filth was under Lord Langhuan's body!

Under the body?

At this time, Wu Lang had already been transferred to another room.As soon as the witch doctor said this, the King of Linzi immediately said, "But nothing ominous was found on Wulang's bed."

The witch doctor shook his head: "This body is not under that body. The filthy thing is hidden in the soil under Lord Langhuan. The prince must dig the soil to find it."

The king of Linzi was so angry that his servants dug down the bed of Mr. Langhuan's bedroom. After digging for two days and two nights, they actually found a silver jewelry box in a pile of mud. When they opened the jewelry box, they found It was a voodoo doll, with blackened silver needles stuck all over its body.

The witch doctor glanced at the witch doll, and said: "If it is a few days later, Mr. Langhuan may not be able to wake up again."

The king of Linzi gasped.

However, whether it is jewelry boxes, silver needles, or fabrics for making dolls, they are all so common that it is impossible to lock the suspect.What is even more frightening is the way to find this jewelry box, who can penetrate the soil and bury the jewelry box there!Thinking about it a little bit, it's chilling.

The king of Linzi burned the jewelry box and the witch doll together with an ugly face, filled the deep hole dug out, nailed the door and windows of the bedroom, and completely sealed off the unclean place.

It was night, Wu Lang was lying on the bed of the assistant bedroom in Langhuan Pavilion, slowly opened his eyes, quickly sat up from the bed, got out of bed, walked to the table and poured a glass of water to drink.

Being a fucking actor is hard work!