The mother and daughter of Du Shi, Murong Rou, sitting in the glory and wealth, and ruthlessly plundering the property of their brothers and sisters are really greedy, the ambition of the wolf, the meager affection between her and them has been ruined by them No matter what is in the dowry shop, no one can cheapen the people in Wu'an Hou Mansion.
"This ..." The shopkeepers glanced at each other with a bitter face: "Miss Yu, the humble staff will send their buddies to Wu'an Hou Mansion every month to ask for accounts, but Wu'an Hou Mansion has been perfunctory and never gave money ..."
"Yeah, Miss, the people in Wu'an Hou Man are very cunning. No matter what the folks say, they have only one sentence. Pay back the money next month ..."
"When the guys go to ask for the account next month, they still push it next month, pushing it, and pushing the account from ten years ago to now ..."
"The humble people are also very distressed. They have come to consult the old lady. The old lady said that they are all from their families. It can be remembered on the books, and the money can be returned slowly ..."
The shopkeepers talked eloquently in their ears, and Murongxue's mouth curled up with a cold smile: Du Shi and Murong Rou are preparing to silently evacuate Shen's dowry shop?It's really ambitious to cross Chen Cang secretly, and their mother-daughter's fire is perfect.
Now that she has taken over the shop, their mother and daughter's tricks should also stop here: "I think of a way, as long as you do what I said, I promise that the people in Wu'anhou will obediently return all the money owed. come back."
"Really?" The shopkeepers' eyes lit up, and they all looked at Murong Xue: "What's the solution?"
The streets of the capital are bustling, people are coming and going, and the breeze of the early spring is mixed with the fragrance of the flowers, which makes people feel comfortable, and the light sunshine shines on people, warm.
A luxury carriage was slowly moving, and stopped steadily in front of Wu'an Hou Mansion, the curtains were lifted, and a girl in pink clothes came out, and saw her face as peach blossoms, hair as black clouds, eyebrows as spring mountains, eyes as Qiushui is Song Qingyan, the eldest daughter of Wu'an Hou Mansion.
Stepping on the stool and getting off the carriage, Song Qingyan slowly walked towards the house with her maid's hand, her eyes glanced at the nanmu box she was holding in her hand, and her mouth curled up with a beautiful arc: the new jewelry just created by Zhuyulou Well, it suits her very well, and she took it without hesitation.
The dowry shop of the aunt-in-law (Shen's) is that good. She fancy what she wants, and she only needs to walk through the field to keep accounts, without having to pay any money at all.
"Miss!" The guards saluted her respectfully.
Song Qingyan gave a faint hum, walked into the gate, and was about to go forward, and a male voice suddenly sounded behind him: "The little one is the man of Zhuyulou. He came to liquidate the accounts of Wu'an Hou Mansion at the order of the shopkeeper. . "
Song Qingyan's beautiful brows frowned slightly, and turned to look at the man. He saw that he was wearing a grey coarse clothe, of medium height, and of ordinary appearance. He was of the kind standing in the crowd that he could never find.
"Don't the accounts of Zhuyulou and the guests settle in January? Today is not the beginning of the month or the end of the month. What are you going to liquidate?" She just got the new jewelry from Zhuyulou, and the folks of Zhuyulou came to Wu'an Hou Mansion. Do you want to settle the accounts after chasing her?It's really annoying.
The dude saw Song Qingyan and recognized that she was the Miss Wu’an Houfu who frequented the Pearl Jade Tower. She smiled and said: "Back to Miss Song, the little one came to liquidate not the account of the last month, but the previous one. It is the account that should have been completely liquidated last month ... "
"Okay, okay!" Song Qingyan interrupted him impatiently: "The house is a little busy lately, and I have no time to clear the accounts. Please come back at the end of the month and sort out all the accounts, and then clear them together."
The corner of the man's mouth is slightly curved, and there is a trace of sarcasm in his eyes. These are perfunctory words. He must hear the cocoon in his ears. Fortunately, the current Zhuyu Building is under the control of Miss Murong. He no longer needs to care about this unruly man. Complexion.
"Miss Song, the little one knows that it was wrong when he came, but the shopkeeper let it go. If the little one can't collect the money back this time, let the little roll shop cover away, the little one is old and the next is small. You ca n’t lose this job, please Miss Song, poor and pitiful, settle the account! "
The words of the buddies were all weeping, and it was very miserable. Pedestrians in the vicinity were attracted, and in groups, pointing and pointing: "What's the matter ..."
"I don't know, it seems that I came to Wu'an Hou Mansion to ask for the bill ..."
"If you want to pay him the bill, why don't you blame him so badly ..."
"Who makes people have a father who is Wu Anhou, who is noble and reprimands a man, who dares to blame ..."
The sound of intermittent discussion came into his ears, Song Qingyan's cheek flushed instantly, staring at everyone resentfully, and angrily distinguished: "This girl didn't reprimand him!"
Everyone disagrees. She is the only master here. It's not that she bullied people. Who else?
Song Qingyan was so angry that he walked in front of the buddy in two or two steps, grabbed his clothes, and pushed it in front of everyone: "You tell them, did Aunt Ben reprimand you!"
The man was caught off guard and fell to the ground all of a sudden. The sharp pain came from his arm. He took a breath of pain and looked up at Song Qingyan, saying: "Small came today, but I just wanted Why is Miss Song repeatedly embarrassed by the account owed to Zhuyulou in the home? "
Song Qingyan's heart was empty, her eyes flickered unnaturally, and he said politely: "How can I make it difficult for you, I said earlier that you will come back at the end of the month ..."
When the man heard the words, his heart burst into rage: "Every time the little came to Wu'an Hou House to ask for an account, the servants of Hou House were so perfunctory. The little one couldn't believe the mischief of Missy, Nowadays, Zhuyulou has a shortage of silver because of the ten-year accounts owed by Wu'an Hou Mansion. This silver is urgently needed for emergency ... "
"Wu'an Hou Man's account owed for ten years has not been settled, is it true?" A commoner said suddenly.
"Of course it is true. If Xiongtai doesn't believe it, the little one will miss you!"
The buddy quickly took out the bills that had been copied from the sleeve of the shirt, and said aloud: "X, X, X, X, XX, Mrs. Wu Anhou bought a set of Nanzhu head noodles, a sapphire head noodle, a pearl head noodle, Nan Zhu Two pairs of first flowers, worth twenty-two thousand, XX, XX, XX, XX, Mrs. Wu Anhou bought ... "
"This is really the date ten years ago ... the list is not fake ..."
"Who dares to fake this and frame Wuanhou House unless he doesn't want to live ..."
"Yes, Zhuyu Building has a good reputation, and the shopkeeper is also a sincere person. Will it be harmed by forging such things ..."
"Tangtang Wu'an Hou Mansion, took things without giving money, people urged for ten years of accounts, they are perfunctory, really ... ah ..."