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

Chapter 97 Eavesdropping
"Wang Wang~"

Xiaoyuanzi's cry brought him back from the past, and now he is already a powerful general in the Northwest on the battlefield, and no one can connect him with the little beggar who was bullied in the past.

But the helplessness and despair of being chased and bitten by vicious dogs in the heavy rain have been lingering in my mind for many years.

No matter how brave he is on the battlefield, even when he encounters fierce tigers and wolves, he can calmly deal with it, but for animals like dogs, no matter black or white, size or size, even today, he can't help but see them Trembling all over.

Song Hengye laughed at himself, maybe once some things are imprinted in the bone marrow, they will be imprinted for a lifetime.

Xue Lan and Zhang Yong have sorted out the ledgers, and most of them are in a state of balance, with profits and losses accounting for a minority.

These were already expected by Xue Lan, but when I actually checked them, I still encountered many unexplainable things.

For example, the shop selling porcelain in Xue Lan's hands.

The area is as large as half an mu of land, and there are more than a dozen staff members, and the location is excellent, just beside the most prosperous main road in Shangjing. not come out.

Gu Qingyou handed her a cup of hot tea. From the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Song Hengye caressing his chest with his hand, knowing that his wound was starting to hurt again, and said: "Just thinking about it, even if you want to break your head, you can't figure it out." , why don't we pick out the doubtful ones for the time being, and go to the shop in person when we have time?"

Looking at the ledger like a hill, Xue Lan could only nod helplessly: "I must go to the shop, but if there is a problem, I'm afraid there is a problem with any shop."

Now they can only pick the most serious problems, and find out those shops that should have made money but failed to make money, or even lost money, to minimize losses.

Judging by the workload, I'm afraid it won't be enough for three days and three nights.

Considering Song Hengye's body, he closed the account book in his hand and said, "Forget it, you can't finish reading today, everyone go back early to rest, especially Hengye is still injured, remember to eat something before going to sleep."

Seeing his gloomy expression, he thought he was still worrying about not being able to return to the military camp, so he persuaded him, "Take care of your health first, if you ask me, it doesn't matter if you don't return to the military camp, whoever loves the days of blood licking with a knife!"

Song Hengye wanted to help, but the wound on his abdomen was already swollen and unbearable, and he felt that the inside of his clothes was a little wet, perhaps the wound began to ooze blood again, fearing that the two of them would find out,

Then he got up and said: "Most of the property in the family is transferred to the young lady. I'm afraid it will be difficult during this period of time. The lady will take Hengye's things first, and if there is another creditor coming to the door, it can be used in an emergency."

Xue Lan nodded: "Good boy, I'll accept it if you are a good-hearted mother. After this period of time is over, my mother will pay you back with interest!"

"The whole family doesn't talk about each other, Madam can keep it at ease, I'll go and see Budou."

Opening the door, the cold wind blows away the melancholy covering the whole body. Song Hengye slowly leaves while stroking his chest. His figure will disappear at the end of the corridor, and two figures suddenly walk out at the corner.

Xue Lin'er personally held a bowl of sweet soup, her hands were flushed by the cold wind but she didn't realize it, and her mind was even more chaotic.

What is Song Hengye talking about? !

The family property is going to be transferred to that bitch?Also, what did he mean by the creditor? !
The hand holding the tray was already numb, and the sweet soup almost fell to the ground, but fortunately the girl Cuitao took the tray over with her sharp eyes and quick hands.

"Miss, what is the Second Young Master talking about? Why can't the servant understand?"

Xue Lin'er kept her mind steady. Although she only heard the end of a few sentences, she could still hear the general idea of ​​how much foreign debts the Duke's Mansion owed, and how much foreign debts the Duke's Mansion owed, so they needed to transfer property to keep their old roots?

Also, Mrs. Xue had complained to her more than once before that Song Hengye's small treasury was very rich, but he never contributed to the Duke's mansion, and he never regarded them as a family at all. But he said just now that he has such a large amount of assets. Just enough for an emergency?
This unexpected information made her a little out of her mind, she looked around nervously, and said in a low voice, "Listen to Yuxuan first!"

The master and the servant hurried back to the yard, and their pounding hearts did not calm down until the door was closed.

"Cuitao, go to the kitchen quickly and see if the chestnut cake for the son is ready, immediately!"

Cui Tao went out repeatedly, but Xue Lin'er was restless.

After falling into the water and waking up, the behavior of my aunt became more and more incomprehensible.

No matter what debts the Duke's Mansion owes, why would she think of transferring the family property to an outsider to preserve it at a critical moment?Once the man surnamed Gu escaped with a huge sum of money, what would the government do?What should she do?
In an instant, the whole heart seemed to fall into an ice hole in the cold winter months, and it was a hundred times cooler than the sweet soup on the table without heat.

He couldn't help but watch his aunt be confused, but thinking about Xue Lan's attitude towards him recently, he didn't dare to question her directly. After thinking about it, he still had to work hard on Song Chengye.

Except for the time when she came back in the morning, she hadn't seen Song Chengye for a whole day. Just now, she wanted to send sweet soup to the study to find him, but she accidentally heard Xin Mi from the Duke's Mansion.

After finally waiting for Cui Tao to come back, but seeing that her hands were empty, she couldn't help but angrily said: "Where's the dim sum?"

Cui Tao looked displeased, before stepping into the door, she began to complain: "Miss, the servant just went to the kitchen to serve some snacks, but was told that the chestnut cakes had already been taken away by Shuang Jiang!"

Xue Liner frowned: "What's the matter with the cook? Didn't I ask you to tell them to do it? How could you give it to someone else?"

Cui Tao murmured: "Who will let someone be the celebrity in front of the young madam? If she wants to take it, how dare the cook stop her?"

"No reason!"

Xue Lin'er slapped her hands heavily on the table. It's fine for Gu Qingyou to bully her because of her status, but now a girl dares to step on her head?
"and also……"

Seeing Cuitao's faltering, Xue Lin'er raised her handkerchief impatiently, "Speak up quickly! After I finish speaking, I have something urgent to go to the prince!"

Cui Tao carefully looked at her expression, she seemed a bit embarrassed to speak, and finally said: "I just heard from the servant in the garden that the son... seems to have gone to Wangsong Garden."

"What? Wangsongyuan?!"

Now Xue Lin'er hates it even more, Wangsongyuan is Gu Qingyou's residence, what is Shizi going to her yard for if he has nothing to do?
Thinking that Gu Qingyou was still in the study at the moment, she felt a little better, but then she thought of what Song Hengye said just now, that her aunt was going to transfer the family property to that bitch, she couldn't sit still anymore, got up and hurried out the door: "Let's go, let the kitchen make another chestnut cake, let's go find the prince!"

Troubles that can be solved with money are not called troubles. Although I don’t know how much the Duke’s Mansion owes, but after thinking about how many months I’ve been in the mansion, I haven’t seen the Duke’s Mansion reduce their expenses because of debts. Nothing serious.

　Happy Dragon Boat Festival!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)