Don't panic, my mother and I are dressed as Houfu mother-in-law and daughter-in-law!

Chapter 89 Huge Arrears
Zhang Yong didn't dare to be careless, he took the note to a bright place and compared it again and again, and finally replied with certainty: "Young Madam, this is indeed the master's private seal."

Xuan Ninghou's butler was unwilling: "Young Madam, what do you mean by this? Although our Xuan Ninghou's mansion is not as powerful as Ning Guogong's mansion, we still have a reputation in Shangjing. How could we cheat for a mere 10 taels of silver? !"

Zhang Yong hurriedly smiled and said: "Brother, don't be angry, our master's private seal is rarely shown to others, and the young lady is also for the sake of caution."

The man didn't dare to be too pretentious, he was afraid that he would get annoyed and not get the money, so he snorted coldly: "Now that the seal has been verified, I also ask the Duke's wife to pay back the silver taels, and I will not owe you any money from now on!"

Gu Qingyou finally understands, this is not due to the two, it is clearly because the big tree in the Duke's mansion fell, so he came here on purpose to make a clean break and separate the relationship.

Although it is only natural to pay off debts, this move is somewhat suspected of making things worse.

Xue Lan couldn't bear this kind of snobbish person, so she happily asked Zhang Yong to fetch the silver ticket, and kicked him out without giving him a bowl of tea.

"Steward Zhang, you have been with the Duke for many years, and you must know his accounts well. Let me ask you, how much do we still owe for foreign debts like this?"

A large part of the reason why Xue Lan was able to thrive in the shopping mall alone was that she had always adhered to her own principles - no delays and no arrears.

Anyway, a mere few hundred thousand won't touch the foundation of the Duke's Mansion. Now that it's started today, I'll pay it all at once, so as not to worry about my heart and sleep badly.

Zhang Yong hesitated to speak, and finally took out a booklet from his closet. He opened it and it was full of tiny prints. Gu Qingyou suddenly felt that something was wrong, and asked, "Could it be that these are all debts?" ?”

Zhang Yong was noncommittal, and the abacus in his hand was crackling for as long as a cup of tea, and finally reported a total: "Madam, after deducting the 30 taels of silver that was returned to the Xuanning Hou Mansion just now, there is still 480 silver owed. "

"Sigh~~~"

Xue Lan lay down straight in the chair, and pinched his own people: "How much do you say? More than 3000 million?!"

No matter who heard this number, his blood pressure soared. Gu Qingyou's hands were clenched in cold sweat, and he took the booklet and flipped through it again: "Uncle Zhang, did you calculate correctly? How come you owe so much?"

Because Song Lian borrowed it behind Xue's back, he was afraid that if she knew it would cause another quarrel, but he was stationed in the northwest, and he was worried that if he died for the country one day, the account book would be lost, so he kept Zhang Yong close to him. For a while, he couldn't pick out beans from the sticky porridge that was busy in the mansion, and he didn't even bother to see which ones were about to expire, so he was approached without thinking.

But anyway, Song Lian is dead, and Xue Lan is completely in charge of the Duke's Mansion now, so he has nothing to hide, and he honestly handed over the account book, and a fly can be caught between his worried brows: "In the past, the master used the emperor every time The rewards after the suppression of the bandits came to balance the account, but for some reason in the past two years, more out and less in, and gradually some of them were not paid. The 3000 million taels of silver owed, in fact, the principal was only ten million, and the rest It’s all interest rates, which snowballed out.”

Thinking about it, even though Song Lian didn't specify the purpose when he borrowed the money, those who could borrow the money were all the dignitaries in Beijing, how could they not know the state of the treasury?

They were all afraid that borrowing the money would be like a meat bun beating a dog without return, so Song Lian had to promise high interest. Most people borrow money for profit, so it is not uncommon to ask for debts now.

This was also what Gu Qingyou was worried about, even if Song Lian left, the creditors would all have the same idea as Xuan Ninghou's Mansion, and flock to collect debts, then the Duke's Mansion would really be completely ruined.

Xue Lan has no energy to speak since hearing about 3000 million taels.

She was unlucky. In her previous life, she was greedy for an asshole husband, who dragged her down all the way from her youth to her death. She managed to cross over with great difficulty, but unexpectedly met another unreliable man who died and left her a mess.

3000 million taels, not thirty or three hundred, but a living 3000 million taels! !
"Is there still time for me to reunite with Li?"

Hearing her muttering to herself, Gu Qingyou didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and stepped forward to Shun Shun's mother's back to comfort her: "Mother, don't worry, although 3000 million sounds scary, isn't there a lot of shops in the Duke's Mansion? Pay off those overdue bills, and let's figure out the rest slowly."

In such a difficult situation in the previous life, my mother was able to create a career. Now that they have status blessings, they don't have to worry about their relationship. Coupled with their modern minds, making money should not be difficult.

Xue Lan regained consciousness and looked at it for a while, then suddenly slapped her thigh: "That's right, Li and I are hopeless, but you can!"

Before the other creditors came to the door, she hurriedly made Yoyo reconcile, and then transferred all the existing property to the daughter's name in the name of resettlement fees, so that even if the Duke's Mansion collapsed, everyone still had room to turn around.

After finishing speaking, he called out to the servant waiting at the door: "Quick! Go and call the prince here!"

Gu Qingyou would make a mistake, thinking that her mother wanted to choose her out before the Duke's Mansion completely collapsed, so she hurriedly stopped her and said: "Calm down, I don't know the place outside, even if I get along with you There is nowhere to go for now!"

Xue Lan was in a hurry: "If you don't get along, I'll just ask Song Chengye to divorce his wife! Anyway, you have to leave!"

Zhang Yong even thought that Xue Lan regarded Gu Qingyou as a fool, and couldn't wait to get rid of him.

Thinking that their relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law began to improve, but don't start a fight over money again, so she also helped to persuade: "Yes ma'am, the young lady is a girl, so staying in the house will only add a pair of chopsticks. Let her stay, if there are difficulties, multiple people can make multiple plans."

Xue Lan was in a hurry, and there were other servants in the hall, so she couldn't reveal her plan in public. If it was spread by some talkative person, it would be difficult to transfer the property.

Others don't know, but she knows very well that Mrs. Xue was confused before and made a mess of the government's accounts. After Song Lian's funeral is over, there are still millions of money that can be embezzled by the entire family. In any case, the 3000 million hole cannot be blocked!

But as long as the property can be transferred smoothly, after the limelight passes, let Yoyo start some business with this money as start-up capital, and everyone can make a living.

When Song Chengye heard that the two were quarreling again, he rushed over from the study in a hurry, and when he learned that Xue Lan wanted to drive Gu Qingyou away, he was puzzled: "Mother, what's wrong with you? Didn't you say it earlier... Cough, isn't it good to divorce your wife now, why did you suddenly change your mind today?"

Xue Lan threw the account book in his face: "It's not all your father's good deeds!"

Song Lian owed the debt secretly, but Song Chengye was openly squandering. He spent hundreds of thousands of dollars every year just to treat guests and drink flowers and wine. It would be strange if the treasury was not emptied.

Song Chengye flipped through the booklet with a blank expression, and looked at Zhang Yong: "Why did my father borrow so much money?"

(End of this chapter)