Bold, how dare you break Ben Hou

The two chatted until midnight before they dispersed, most likely Qingzhi was talking about interesting things in modern times, or picked up some interesting stories from history and told him, although the words were straightforward, they were very interesting , and it was something Fang Lansheng had never heard of before, so he became interested and listened with gusto.

On the second day, Qingzhi slept a little late, and it was almost noon when he got up, he hurriedly exchanged for Liufu, and asked if there was any memorial from the palace, but he heard Liufu came back: "Mr. Fang has returned for you. "

Speaking of this, Liufu couldn't help blinking, and leaned in front of Qingzhi: "Master Fang, I think Mr. Fang is not bad. Compared with the previous gentlemen, Mr. Fang must be talented and good-looking. Mr. Hou is looking for a good-looking man this time." Right man!"

Qingzhi raised his foot and kicked it, and Liufu rolled out with an ouch.

The two laughed and walked towards the front hall, and suddenly saw Uncle Sun floating behind them like a ghost, and then greeted each other, saying: "Master Hou, it's time to reconcile the accounts today."

"Reconciliation?"

Uncle Sun nodded. In the past, the Eldest Princess had never failed the purpose of the accounts of the mansion, and the young master had never cared about the accounts after he was sent back to the mansion.But I still need to ask: "Are you following the previous rules? Just let the accountant look over it?"

It has been more than forty days since Qing Zhichuan came. Although I know a lot about the young master's life, I don't know much about his family background. After hearing Uncle Sun's words, I waved my hand after thinking about it. , turned the direction: "Take me there."

After taking two steps, he stopped, and told Liufu to ask Mr. Fang to go to the accounting room together.

Qingzhi stood in the accounting room, and the people in the accounting room knelt down to pay their respects. He took an account book from Uncle Sun, frowned and opened it carefully——

Although I can't understand the densely packed traditional Chinese characters on it, I can still understand the number Qingzhi.

"This book was recorded last month?" After a long while, Qingzhi spoke up, but his eyes still did not leave the account book.

Although Uncle Sun is the housekeeper, he has never been in touch with the accounts, so he naturally withdrew and waited for the accountant to reply.

"Back to Lord Hou, it's exactly the income and expenditure of last month." A man in his forties stepped forward and said flatteringly.

Qingzhi didn't answer his words, his thin lips were tightly closed all the time, which made people feel nervous, only to see the accountant gentleman wiped his sweat, and continued to ask with a smile: "Master Hou, what's the problem?"

"Who has been handling this account?" Qing Zhi finally spoke.

"Yes... it was the villain's hand..." The accountant was already in a cold sweat.

But after waiting and waiting, before Qingzhi could speak, everyone was puzzled when they suddenly heard footsteps outside, Qingzhi's expression relaxed, and as soon as he turned his head, he saw Fang Lansheng walking slowly under the leadership of Liufu.

"Master Hou." As soon as Fang Lansheng stopped, he felt a gust of wind blowing in front of him. Qing Zhi handed the account book in front of him: "Do you understand the account?"

Fang Lansheng was surprised that he didn't reach out to take it, and the surrounding area fell silent. In the end, Uncle Sun carefully stepped forward and whispered in his ear: "Master Hou, this is the account of the Hou's mansion. Generally... it is not shown to outsiders."

Qingzhi raised his eyebrows, that's why.

"Outsiders have read it all over, and this rule has already been broken." After speaking, he stretched out his hand in front of Fang Lansheng: "Brother Fang, do you know how to read?"

Fang Lansheng nodded, his family was not well off, and he wanted to study on weekdays, so he had to go out to work for others to earn some money for studying.The bosses of some shops saw that he could read and write, and occasionally asked him to go back to keep accounts.In addition, he is also eager to learn, after one or two years, he has also understood the account book.

This time Fang Lansheng didn't refuse any more, but reached out to take it and opened it for a closer look.

And the accountant's feet trembled even more.

"What's your name?" Qingzhi sat down casually, picked up the abacus on the table, and fiddled with it again and again.

"Back... back to Lord Hou, villain He Jian."

Qingzhi didn't speak anymore, and the people around him didn't dare to show their anger, they just waited for Fang Lansheng to speak.

After a long time, Fang Lansheng closed the account book and nodded towards Qingzhi.Only then did Qingzhi feel confident, then got up and asked, "How much is missing?"

"18 taels." Fang Lansheng replied softly. As soon as he finished speaking, he saw He Jian kneeling on the ground: "Master Hou, please spare me!"

spare your life?How can Qingzhi spare him?Since he crossed over to occupy the young master's body, he would naturally also occupy his property. Someone blatantly set his mind on it?Thought he was taken advantage of?