Uncle Zhennan has not been out, but has been practicing calligraphy in his study. For some reason, he has been a little restless recently. Writing can help you calm down, but this method is somewhat ineffective today.
He stood up and saw six accountants holding account books in a living room to reconcile accounts. He suddenly realized that today was the day for last year's annual accounts, and nothing was different, so he left again.
When the housekeeper saw it, he mistakenly thought it was Bright and came in after a while: "Uncle, the account has been settled."
"Well, tell me!" Zhennan Bo calmed down, took a sip of tea, and continued writing.
"Yes!" The butler said directly without using any paper.
"In our house, last year the master's monthly silver was 900 taels, the total monthly salary for slaves and maids was 1357 taels, the cost of carriages and horses was 142 taels, clothing 1647 taels, heating 136 taels, food and drink 1597 taels, enlightenment 196 taels, opera and banquets 166 taels, maintenance
The mansion cost 72 taels..."
Zhennan Bo didn't find it boring. Every family had financial skills. In the past, they would have been very serious, but today they were just absent-minded.
"The slave's monthly salary is 1,357 taels. There are 87 servants in this house, and the average is 16 taels?"
I was a little surprised. The male servants in the capital were slightly higher than the maids, but they were around 10 taels a year. Each one was 6 taels more. But then I laughed again. They were ordinary slaves, and there were also maids, housekeepers, etc., so naturally they had to be
To be more decent, even if there is moisture in this number, it is not much.
"Sir! Master Yin Tan of Shuntian Prefecture is here to see you!"
Then I thought about it, the sudden sound coming from outside made Zhen Nanbo pause in writing, and a drop of ink fell on the paper. This handwriting was completely useless.
"Shuntian Prefecture Yin is here?"
He simply put down his pen and looked at the anxious-looking steward outside the door, feeling even more uneasy in his heart.
The steward said anxiously: "The man has already come in and will be arriving at the main courtyard soon. He is also carrying a stick of water and fire. It looks like he is coming with bad intentions!"
Is the visitor evil?
Zhennan Bo walked out of the study and walked into the courtyard. He already saw the people entering the main courtyard. The person walking in the front was Yin Tanping of Shuntian Mansion?
I am an uncle. According to the rules of this dynasty, the king and the prince are of the first rank, the prince of the country is of the first rank, the prince of the county is of the first rank, the prince of the country is of the second rank, the prince of the county is of the second rank, and the prince of the county is of the third rank.
I have dealt with this Shuntian governor in the past. The governor has always been polite to me. When did he directly break into the mansion like this?
Behind him were the officials, indeed, armed with sticks of water and fire.
Zhennan Bo changed his face slightly. This is offensive to any noble person. With Tan Ping's personality, it is impossible for him to behave like this unless there is something urgent.
He did not get involved in the fight for heirs, he neither supported the kings nor his grandson, and he never violated the emperor's affairs. It can be said that among many nobles, he is very aware of current affairs.
What could he have done to deserve Shuntian Prefecture's visit in person?
Seeing Zhennan Bo's surprise, Tan Ping didn't beat around the bush, he cupped his hands, called his uncle, and then went straight to the point and asked: "Is there a man named Hongdao in your house? Someone reported that he was involved in leaking exam questions. My official name is
Come and take him back for interrogation, and please ask him to come out to avoid any misunderstanding."
"What? Hongdao, how is this possible?"
Zhen Anbo thought about many possibilities, but he never expected that Tanping would come for Hongdao, and he never expected that Hongdao, a young boy, would be involved in the big case of spring ejaculation!
Zhennan Bo couldn't help being shocked and angry: "Hongdao is just a servant, how can he know the test questions, and how can he reveal the questions?"
Could this be to deceive yourself?
If you say that the most capable person in the Zhen'anbo Mansion is responsible for this, it is himself, the Zhen'anbo, who leaked the questions of this tribute examination. What kind of joke is this?
Valley move
Then he said coldly: "There is indeed a man named Hongdao in my house, but he is a boy in the house and has been sick for many days. How could he know this?"
Tan Ping actually didn't believe it either. If the person who leaked the story was Zhennan Bo, he would think it would be more reliable.
How can a low-level servant who serves people have access to the test questions, leak the test questions, and get involved in such a big case?
But since it is a clue, it cannot be ignored.
Tan Ping cupped his hand again and said sincerely: "Uncle, you also know that the Chunwei incident has been very big this time, and it has been heard by Heaven."
"This is probably a false accusation, but since someone has mentioned it, it must be brought for interrogation. In order to avoid trouble and unclear explanation, I came here by myself. I hope you can be considerate, uncle."
Now that the talk has come to this point, how can one object? Besides, this is indeed a sign of goodwill from Tanping. Zhen Nanbo was silent for a moment and nodded: "If that's the case, let someone bring him here."
"Go and bring Hongdao. If he is too sick to walk, bring two more people to help him."
"Yes!" The butler responded immediately.
There was a side room in the residence where the prince lived. The room was deserted and deserted, as if there was no life in it. The bed was covered with a quilt, but the person under the quilt was shivering and looked sick.
This man is having a dream. In the dream, he seems to be Hongdao, but he doesn't seem to be Hongdao.
He knew very well that in the dream he was fifteen years old, lying on the bed like this, with his forehead hot and his body very cold, shivering all the time, calling for his father.
A person who couldn't see clearly touched his forehead and said anxiously: "These doctors are really incompetent. They can't cool down for so long. Why don't you ask for a doctor again?"
"Yes!" someone responded.
I don’t know how long it took, but a doctor appeared in front of him. Hongdao tried his best to open his eyes and saw only a blurry face. But the strange thing was that he knew that the doctor was staring down at him. When he looked at him,
The doctor suddenly laughed and began to rub his face with his hands.
Hongdao watched in horror as the doctor's face, which was originally blurry in his eyes, gradually changed and turned into a face that was exactly the same as his. Although this "exactly the same" was just a subconscious recognition in the dream, the reality was still blurry.
It was unclear, but in the dream I was terrified and wanted to scream, but my voice was stuck in my throat and I couldn't scream out. It wasn't until the doctor's face, which only slightly resembled my own, became exactly like my own that the doctor stopped.
I came down, looked at myself, and smiled again.
"ah--"
What the hell is going on!
Help!
Anyone can come, help me! Help me! There is a monster here, he has turned into me, he is pretending to be me!
Hongdao shouted loudly, but the strange thing was that no matter how he shouted, no one responded. Gradually, everything around him dimmed, from gray-white to dark gray, and then quickly turned to black.
It's getting dark!
It was getting closer to night, which made Hongdao feel something bad. He instinctively knew that if this place was completely shrouded in darkness, something terrible might happen to him.
"who?"
"What did you call me?"
"Who are you?"
Strange faces appeared in front of him one after another. Hongdao looked desperately, but found that he didn't recognize anyone. He suddenly felt huge fear, but didn't know what to do. He just ran in vain in the darkness, shouting.
.
I don't know how much time passed, but a subtle light suddenly appeared in front of me. Hongdao was overjoyed and ran desperately in that direction.