He just raised his eyes and glanced at Sister Tanchun opposite.
However, I saw that Tanchun's sister, who had been praised by Uncle Heng for her beauty, also had a look of shy joy in her eyes, and in her hand was tightly holding the plain handkerchief that Uncle Heng had used to wipe her tears.
Daiyu curled her eyelashes slightly, pursed her pink lips, and secretly shook her head.
Mrs. Wang's face was as pale as frost and she didn't say a word.
The young man outside is the real clever talker, fooling everyone, why does her son need to be taught this?
Taking care of the servants? This is what a housewife usually does, so why does her son need to take care of it?
"Even if I am teaching you some official principles of doing things for an official, I don't need you, a yellow-mouthed kid who has only been an official for a few days and doesn't know the heights of the world, to teach me. When Baoyu and his uncle come back from the investigation, I will take Baoyu to tell his uncle."
Please help me."
Mrs. Wang thought so.
Tanchun said at this time: "Sister Lin, the rouge and gouache we usually buy cannot be used. I guess these compradors are playing tricks. Brother Heng just said it right. These servants, if the master gets full points, they will
I got five points. If this continues, no matter how much money we have, the rivers and seas will dry up."
Li Wan also nodded and said: "Although I don't use rouge and gouache on weekdays, I heard Suyun say that the rouge and gouache from Yueli are not very useful, so I have to go out and buy it now."
"This is just the tip of the iceberg. The clothes, shoes and socks we usually wear, as well as mirrors and combs, are all bought by these compradors, and they take advantage of them." A touch of emotion appeared on Tanchun's innocent and beautiful face.
Said: "The family is full of rats, just like that country, where money and food are spent, and silver is like running water. I don't know what the scene is like."
Daiyu looked at the girl beside her, covered her mouth and said with a sweet smile: "Third sister, how about you learn the economics and official career from the elder brother Heng in front of you, and you won't be able to take the imperial examination and become a female minister in the future."
"Sister Lin is here to make fun of me again." Tan Chun rolled his eyes at Daiyu and said softly.
Mrs. Wang listened to the jokes of the two girls, and the joys and sorrows of human beings were more or less noisy. However, although her face was a little ugly, she did not say anything directly. Instead, she looked at Jin Chuan who was serving tea and smiled softly.
He paused and said, "Make me a bowl of tea."
When Tanchun heard this, the smile on his face gradually faded away.
Daiyu also smiled softly, lowered her head slightly, and glanced at Mrs. Wang from the corner of her eye.
In the front hall, the old man with a goatee under his chin said: "Just now, Mr. Wu said that he didn't know the cost of rouge, gouache, fruit and vegetable refreshments, etc. How about the purchase of rice and grain?"
For a home like the Jia Mansion, which is famous for its food, the food is never tired of refined food and the rice is never tired of fineness. When eating, it is necessary to eat good Bijing rice, and it cannot be old rice, so it must be purchased once every one and a half months, every time.
They have to purchase in large quantities, and because of the large number of transactions, it is easiest to manipulate.
Wu Xindeng said: "In this matter, I am just a person who allocates money, but in these years, I have never made any mistakes in purchasing grain and rice."
Jia Heng looked at Baoyu aside and said, "Baoyu, what do you think?"
Baoyu's face changed slightly, and he pretended to think, and said: "If he says he doesn't understand anything about money, it seems...it doesn't make sense. Maybe there is collusion between the top and bottom, which is unknown."
He had made up his mind now. No matter what Brother Heng asked, he would just tell him the answer. Moreover, he seemed to look at Wu Xindeng as if he was talking lies.
When Jia Zheng heard this, he was greatly relieved, but his face remained calm and he scolded: "Don't be so smart."
Jia Heng nodded and said: "Master Zheng, I just said that Baoyu is very smart, but he just refuses to put his mind on these matters. The same is true for studying."
When Jia Zheng heard this, he couldn't help but feel more and more happy, but with a bitter look on his face, he said: "It's not a bad reward. Zi Yu will give him more encouragement in the future."
Baoyu: "..."
Do you still want to mention something?
He has even thought of a scene where in the future, Uncle Heng will often ask, "Baoyu, what do you think?"
Almost shuddering.
Warehouse manager Dai Liang's expression changed. As he listened to the men of the Jia family chatting and laughing, he felt an unprecedented fear in his heart.
Because what Jia Heng is discussing with Jia Zheng and Baoyu is almost equivalent to telling the children on the side how to kill the pig and how to kill it in front of a fat pig who understands human nature and listens to people's words.
pig.
Completely disregarding how the pig feels at the moment.
Shan Daliang was also frightened, and he forced a smile on his face and said: "Uncle Heng, this is not an account misappropriated by Chief Cha Lai, why..."
Before Jia Heng could say anything, Sister Feng on the side smiled and said: "Now we are checking the Lai family's accounts, but you are working under Lai Da. He deceived the master's family and took Mo Gong's money. You don't know at all?"
She had vaguely heard that these housekeepers were all top-notch in her family, but because they were all elderly servants, she, the housekeeper's daughter-in-law, had to pay three respects when she met Lai Da before.
.
In the Dream of Red Mansions, Jia Mu actually knew about this, as recorded in Chapter 53: Lai Da's mother asked again: "Young ladies, twenty taels, of course we should be a little shorter." Jia Mu heard that,
Said: "This can't be done. Although you are supposed to be a little lower, I know that you are all rich people. Although your status is low, you have more money than them."
But the reason for condoning it was, firstly, because the teacher had no reputation, and secondly, he didn’t want to be known as treating his old servant poorly.
Thirdly, I am still full.
Of course, the most important thing is that Jia's mother is really not a cruel person. If it were Jia Heng, she would spit out my money and dig three feet into the ground to get the money back.
"Besides, if you really have to pull out the carrots and bring them out of the mud, then I can take care of these things." Sister Feng's face was expressionless, and she was thinking in her heart.
When Shan Daliang heard this, his face turned ugly, but it was difficult to explain.
The old man smiled and said: "The rice grain deficit is as much as twelve thousand taels of silver a year. You are also interesting. One thousand taels of silver a month. Don't talk about the difference in rice prices. I am very familiar with the rice prices in the past ten years."
Heart."
Jia Heng asked Wu Xindeng, "Mr. Wu, who is in charge of purchasing rice and grain?"
Wu Xindeng looked pale and said nothing.
Sister Feng's lips moved at the side and she was about to say that it was Dai Liang, the warehouse manager, and Qian Hua, the comprador.
Jia Heng shouted: "Come here! Take Dai Liang and Qian Hua, drag them out, torture them severely, sort out every sum of money, and make up for any shortfalls!"
Sister Feng: "..."
There is also some confusion in my heart, how did the Heng brothers know that it was Dai Liang and Qian Hua?
Following the order, Dai Liang and Qian Hua's expressions changed drastically. Just as they were about to open their mouths to complain, they saw two pairs of eyes turning towards them with a cold look and a sarcastic look.
Both of them lowered their voices a bit and said: "Uncle Heng, we have something to report. We encountered bandits while buying rice and lost money..."
But the words he used to offend Jia She received a cold shout:
"So, you meet a bandit once a month? You lose a thousand taels in one time? It's a coincidence, it's like colluding with the bandits. I now suspect that you are colluding with the bandits, so I will go out and beat you twenty times and torture you carefully!"
Dai Liang, Qian Hua: "..."
The four soldiers pushed the two men to the ground again, and then dragged them out, who were limp as mud.
The hairs on the back of Wu Xindeng's neck stood up. When he felt the two people being dragged away from behind, his heart had already sunk to the bottom and his limbs were cold.
It’s the kind of situation where people around you are being dragged away one after another. If you’re not the person involved, you won’t be able to appreciate the feeling of despair and oppression.
This in itself is a form of psychological torture.
Because at this moment, in addition to Wu Xindeng and Shan Daliang, there were two chief stewards standing tremblingly at the side, with ugly faces and trembling lips.
Sister Feng also looked at this scene and glanced sideways at the young man sitting on the armchair. Danfeng blinked and didn't know what to say.
Ping'er stood behind Sister Feng, with a look of shock on her pretty face. She couldn't help but glance at the peaceful young man and thought to herself, this uncle Heng is even more powerful than grandma...
Jia Heng said: "Baoyu, what do you think?"
Facing another pair of eyes that were either indifferent, expectant, or playful, Baoyu gritted his teeth, almost racking his brains, and said softly: "Brother Heng said before, a meal and a porridge are hard-earned, it is indeed true.
Words of gold and stone.”
"The Book of Songs says, big rats, big rats, don't eat my millet. What countermeasures do you have against these people?" Jia Heng said and asked again.
Baoyu scratched his ears and cheeks, smiled honestly, and said, "Can you let me think about this?"
He had vaguely realized that as long as he showed this look, he would be scolded less.
Seeing this, Jia Zheng frowned and shouted: "Think about it quickly!"
Baoyu thought for a while and suddenly saw Sister Feng with a pink face and a smile. She was so happy that she said softly: "It's better to change it to someone who is careful and careful. I think my second sister-in-law is fair in her affairs. My ancestors and my wife also praised her. If she takes care of it,
, I think everything must be thoughtful."
Hearing this, Sister Feng Danfeng blinked her eyes. Although she was very happy, her crystal jade face showed a troubled look and said with a smile: "I said Baoyu, you are really capable of doing things for me. I'm in charge now."
I am so busy with everything, I still have to leave it to others to go out and buy rice."
Jia Heng said: "It is very important to use good people, but you still need to supervise each other. For example, how much is the price of green rice? You can secretly send a few people to inquire separately and collect more information from several channels. Then no one can do it all.
If he can get through your information channels, he won't use these methods to deceive you and just rob you openly."
This is also true when the emperor governs his ministers. If the information channel is too single, the cognition will be narrow and limited, and it will fall into an information cocoon.
For a certain organization in later generations, the information used to make decisions about wars was transmitted through several non-intersecting intelligence channels.
This is the same as the evidence system of later generations. If you want to find out the facts of a case, an isolated case cannot prove it, and evidence from the same source cannot reinforce or corroborate each other.
In many cases, it is generally impossible to collect direct evidence, so indirect evidence is used to "restore" the truth, and it is best to use original evidence, while the probative power of transmitted evidence is very weak.
The testimony of stakeholders is also relatively weak...
The evidence system of later generations can be said to contain the essence of Eastern and Western wisdom. It is a scientific exercise for the ability to distinguish falsehood and preserve truth, and to explore the truth.
And this is exactly what people in this world lack. There may be one or two smart people who can catch a glimpse of them. They are already wise and smart and should not be bullied lightly.
The professional division of labor and deepening in later generations is like an assembly line that allows people with mediocre qualifications to become talents with insight into the subtleties, rather than talking from experience, word of mouth, and simply watching the words through five listening methods.
After Jia Heng finished speaking, he also picked up the tea cup on the side and took a sip.
Jia Zheng also looked slightly stunned, thinking about Jia Heng's words, and felt that they made sense.
The key point is that Jia Zheng... is not a general official either.
It was said that he was going to work as a foreign minister in the Ministry of Industry, but in reality he just had a cup of tea and candied fruit and watched the Three Kingdoms for a day.
It is said in "A Dream of Red Mansions" that he wanted to be an official, but he was not familiar with the world. He only bowed and bowed, and sat there all day long, just like a clay sculpture.
After Concubine Yuan became a concubine, she decided to study politics, but she was deceived by the flattery of her subordinates.
Sister Feng looked at the young man from the side, and there was an emotion surging in her heart.
She is indeed a capable person. She has used these methods vaguely before, but it is difficult to explain the reason.
Some things are ordinary and seem to be just that, but it is not easy to make a comprehensive and systematic summary.
How many people only know one, but don't know the second, or even the third, the fourth, the fifth... If they accidentally get the second, they feel complacent.
Jia Heng put down the tea cup, glanced at Baoyu, who was "living every day like a year", and said lightly: "After I went back, I quickly wrote down my reflections on the Book of Songs. I will write a review of all the things I watched and audited this time. I will write it tomorrow night.
look."
Baoyu: "..."
You haven't finished the last homework yet, and now you have a new homework assigned?
"Write it carefully and hand it over before dinner tomorrow." Jia Heng said, and said lightly: "It doesn't matter how you write it, as long as it is what you think, the number of words should be no less than 800 words."
Baoyu: "..."
Jia Zheng listened with joy, but he still kept a straight face and shouted: "Did you hear that clearly? Go back and write carefully! If you dare to fool me, watch your skin carefully!"
When Baoyu heard this, he trembled and responded.
Then Jia Heng stopped paying attention to Baoyu and looked at another middle-aged accountant.
I saw him take the compiled books and said with a smile: "Sir, these are the Rongguo Mansion. In the past five years, they have built and renovated the houses, gardens, pavilions, and the total expenditure on wood and stone materials has totaled 130,000 yuan."
The seven thousand four hundred and sixty-one taels cannot be reconciled with the expenditure."
Jia Heng nodded and said: "Wood and stone have always been the easiest place to manipulate."
He raised his eyes to look at Wu Xindeng and said, "Who is in charge of this stall?"
Wu Xindeng no longer dared to respond.
Shan Daliang's face was ugly, his lips moved, and with a plop, he knelt down and said: "Uncle Heng, all this happened when General Manager Lai was greedy for ink, and it has nothing to do with me."
Seeing this, the two compradors behind him also knelt down.
"One push, two, six, five? Do you think you can get away safely by blaming Lai Da for everything? Do you want me to take Lai Da back and confront you?" Jia Heng said coldly.
Sister Feng said in a clear voice: "Brother Heng, these people are so lawless. In just five years, they have already embezzled two to three hundred thousand silver taels. I dare not even think about checking further."
She just did a little calculation on the silver taels that she had just found out, and it was already as high as two to three hundred thousand taels. This was still five years, and it would be even more if it went on.
The Rongguo Mansion is the home of a hundred-year-old prince. The output of the farms and shops in Jinling and the output around Shenjing are all sent to the Rongguo Mansion. These people are responsible for the income and expenditure. It really needs to be checked one by one.
The amount of money embezzled by the family is almost over one million.
As Sister Feng said, she was so blessed that she suddenly thought of a sentence, "Look back thirty years!"
After just a moment, I felt that it was too difficult, because some account books that were too old could not be found at all. There are only so many account books now, and I can only find accounts from the past ten years.
Because Lai Da, Lai Er, Wu Xindeng and others are not idiots. They have kept decades of account books waiting for someone to check?
Previously, some account books occupied the warehouse, so all the account books older than ten years were cleared.
Seeing the panicked expressions of Shan Daliang and the two chief stewards, Jia Heng shouted: "Come here, drag these two people out and torture them first! Check the accounts together later. If there is any shortage, we will ransack the house to make up for it!"
Jia Zheng on the side said nothing. Even if he was not familiar with economic affairs, he still knew what it meant that these people had embezzled hundreds of thousands of taels of silver.
As for Jia She, he was already elated, and the eyes he stared at Jia Heng were a little less angry.
"Evil people still need to be punished by evil people. Once these hundreds of thousands of taels of silver are recovered, how much can be done? No, there are still five or six hundred thousand taels of silver for the next five years, right?"
Jia She was thinking in his mind.
But in fact, the Lai family accounts for the majority, and there were not so many in the past few years...
The attacker next to Baoyu took a peek at Jia Heng, and was shocked by the hundreds of thousands of taels of silver found.
Hundreds of thousands of taels of silver...
How much money is there in vain? How many taels does she earn per month?
Separated by a wall, Mrs. Wang, Li Wan, Tan Chun, Dai Yu and others all looked shocked.
I didn't realize it just now, but after Sister Feng's calculations, hundreds of thousands of taels?
This number weighed heavily on everyone's minds, making them breathless and at the same time filled with varying degrees of joy.
You must know that Mrs. Wang’s monthly salary is only twenty taels of silver.
Girls like Daiyu, Tanchun and others are only a month old.
The maids Zijuan and Suyun are not to mention serving as bookkeepers.
As the soldiers escorted Shan Daliang and the other two chief stewards out, there was only one person left in the hall.
The general manager of the bank warehouse——Wu Xindeng!
No stars!
Wu Xindeng's face was pale, his hands and feet were cold, and he was speechless. Even though he lowered his head tightly, he still felt a dozen pairs of eyes in the hall falling on him, which made his legs weak. Finally..."