It's easy to say bold words, but it's hard to be a daughter-in-law whose mother-in-law doesn't like her.
Wang Xian was scolded by a stick of incense in Li Sihu's room. He was so dizzy from being scolded that he finally returned to his office with a stack of account books.
Although I have long told myself that people named Li are farting, but if I smell farts too much, I will be dizzy from the stench. The clay figurines are still earthy, and when they are scolded, they will always be filled with anger.
Wang Xian is not a young person who has never been in the workplace. When he dared to write on Diao Master's paintings, he was angry because he had no hope of finding a job. Now that he has entered this door, he has no reason to be willful anymore. He must Try every means to find a bloody path!
Because he has understood that this is the best way for his family to live a worry-free life and for himself to live a decent life! Anyone who wants to drive him away is his enemy!
But now there is a huge disparity in strength between the enemy and us, and there is no possibility of a battle. We can only tuck our tail between our legs first, avoid making mistakes, and not give the man named Li a chance to correct himself... But this is basically difficult. Because the other party is the superior, I want to It's just a matter of seconds to cause trouble for you... Before I find a countermeasure, I can only take it one day at a time.
After gathering his composure, Wang Xian turned his attention to the work at hand. According to Li Sihu's order, these account books should be calculated before midnight tomorrow. If it is late or there is an error, it is because of him!
Little Fatty Wu came over to take a look, opened his mouth but hesitated, shook his head and sighed, and went back to his desk. Wang Xian knew what he was sighing about. First of all, so many account books, for a person who has never been in this business. It is simply a nightmare and impossible to complete. Secondly, these are all old accounts from Yongle for five years. Even if they are calculated, it is meaningless at all. It is just to walk him...
Wang Xian is not afraid of settling accounts. On the contrary, he does not feel strange when he touches an abacus, because his occupation in his previous life was a certified public accountant. Although calculations have been computerized in later generations, thanks to the lag in school education, he still has to do it. Two years of calculation...
As for the official account books of the Ming Dynasty, they obviously used the single-entry accounting method, which only recorded each income and expenditure, and then compiled the accounts monthly, quarterly, and annually, and finally used the four-column settlement method to calculate the income and expenditure.
This is simpler and clearer than double-entry accounting, and you can tell it at a glance... Of course, for him.
All the clerks in the room slowed down their work, waiting to see Wang Xian making a joke. They saw that he had an abacus in one hand and a writing brush in the other. Although his fingering was unfamiliar, he had obviously practiced it...
‘As expected of his family background’, this made everyone lose interest at all and they all turned around and went about their own business.
After spending an afternoon, Wang Xian almost regained the feeling of being the runner-up in the school's abacus competition, but only half of the account books were cleared.
It was almost dinner time when a green-robed official came over and asked, "Which one is Wang Xian?"
"I am." Wang Xian stood up.
"Come with me." The pian turned around expressionlessly.
Wang Xian was puzzled, but he still put down what he was doing and followed him out obediently.
As soon as he left, all the clerks couldn't sit still. They looked around and whispered: "I said you should regret having offended your lord. No, I will hand him over to the torture chamber!"
"Oh, actually I think he's pretty good," said a bookseller who had already developed sympathy for the diligent and low-key Wang Xian: "Why do you get so much hate from adults?"
"Stop talking, let the adults hear it, and you will be punished as well." Another person persuaded. The clerk's office was deeply convinced and stopped talking about this matter.
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In that room, Wang Xian followed the official, left the household room and came to the execution room.
As soon as he entered, there was a burst of laughter, and all the clerks in the execution room laughed and said: "What's the matter, Erlang is going to eat a meal on the first day?"
These are all old subordinates of Wang Xian, and Li Guan also said that they were all favored by Wang Xingye... If Wang Xingye had not gritted his teeth in the face of torture to extract confessions and did not implicate anyone, the gang of people in the torture room now
, will definitely be picked up by He Kuan.
Therefore, when Wang Xian's father came out, the people from the torture chamber rushed to his house most frequently. This time Wang Xingye went out to run for office, it was these people who collected the money for him!
Love the house and the bird, so they were naturally very affectionate towards Wang Xian. The pian was not as straight-faced as he was outside, and spat: "That bastard Li Sheng is using a needle nose as a mallet. Erlang hasn't been here all morning. This guy
Just come over with the invoice and I’ll give him twenty bucks!”
"Please!" Another official said angrily: "Erlang has just arrived and he doesn't understand the rules. Li Sheng is going to beat him to death! This is not directed at him. It is clearly directed at us, the boss! Leave it to us.
Handling it in the torture chamber is a slap in the face!" He then slapped the case and said, "I'm going to scold him!"
"Stop!" Li Guan lifted the curtain and came out, reprimanding: "What are you yelling at? According to the regulations, 'if you are absent from work for one day, you will be punished with twenty whippings.' Why do you scold him?"
"I..." the pianist sighed: "Don't I want to cheer Erlang up?"
"You have such a bad mouth. You scolded me so loudly at that time, but you didn't let Erlang get away from you later, so you got lost in his hands." Li Guan waved his hand impatiently and said: "Everyone, get out and go home!"
"Oh..." The clerks in the execution room winked at Wang Xian, one patted him, the other touched him, and then the birds and beasts dispersed.
"Come in." Li Guan turned around and entered the room, followed by Wang Xian.
"What kind of tea should you drink?" He asked him to sit down, and Li Guan made tea with his own hands and said, "Drink Biluochun, I like to drink it..."
"..." Wang Xian is so helpless, why are all these officials so arrogant?
"Why, do you think Uncle Li is different?" Li Guan said lightly: "That's natural. You were a commoner and I was your father's old subordinate, so I was naturally polite to you. But now that you are wearing this suit
Those in white shirts are officials, and I will naturally follow the yamen's rules."
"Yes." Wang Xian accepted the teaching humbly and said, "I don't understand anything. Please teach me more, Uncle Li."
"Haha..." Li Guancai smiled slightly and said, "Do you know why I'm laughing?"
"I don't know." Wang Xian shook his head.
"I'm laughing at you for seeking the far away instead of the near." Li Guan poured him a cup of tea and said, "Most of my knowledge is from your father. Who do you think you should learn from?"
"He is not in Fuyang." Wang Xian said with a bitter smile.
"Okay, then I'll go over and do it for you once." Li Guandian lowered his head and said, "Let me tell you one thing, being a errand is uncomfortable, being comfortable is not a errand. No matter you are a clerk or an official, as long as you are in the yamen, you have to abide by the rules, and you have to be uncomfortable.
.For example, you get up at five o'clock every day and go straight to the official's office. If you are late or even absent from work, you will be punished. If you do it too often, you will go to jail. If you want to be at ease, treat yourself as a common person...
"
"My nephew has changed his mind and turned a new leaf." Wang Xian said softly: "Uncle Li, don't look at me in the same old way."
"It doesn't matter what I think of you. For your father's sake, I have to protect you." Li Guan is considered young among the six office officials. It is mainly because of Wang Xingye's blessing. Otherwise, in terms of seniority, there is no way to protect you.
You have to be forty years old to go up there. "But each of the six houses has its own world. You are unlucky and have been assigned to a household room. I usually want to help you, but I can't help you."
"I know." Wang Xian nodded. It was useless for Li Guan to speak for him. It would only make his own situation worse.
"Go back." Li Guan sighed and said, "Be careful and abide by the rules. Uncle Li can only protect you from being beaten. You can only handle the rest by yourself."
"I don't have to eat anymore?" Wang Xian asked with wide eyes.
"No need." Li Guan said calmly: "I'll just say hello to you below, but don't be too down-to-earth these days, walk slower, and it's best to pretend to be lame, otherwise Li Sheng will have to torture you in different ways.
"
"I understand." Wang Xian stood up and said respectfully, "Then I'll leave first."
"Yes." Li Guandian nodded. When Wang Xian walked to the door, he said quietly: "Li Sheng will not end well sooner or later. You can bear with it..."
Wang Xian was stunned, nodded, and left.
After leaving the execution room, Wang Xian saw Fatty Wu looking not far away and limped over quickly.
"Are you okay?" Wu Wei quickly supported him and said with concern: "I've also eaten a small plate. Although it doesn't hurt anyone, it really hurts."
Wang Xian nodded and said vaguely: "Why are you running here?"
"The class is over." Wu Weidao said: "I will help you back to the official's house and see if you are injured. Do you need to find my father?"
Wang Xiancai thought of the boy's family background and that he couldn't deceive anyone, so he whispered: "I was hit very lightly, and there are no bruises."
"Oh?" Wu Wei thought about it and said clearly: "They showed mercy."
"Yes." Wang Xian nodded and said, "I have to go back and get the account books. I won't be able to finish the work if I don't work overtime at night."
"You really don't understand." Wu Wei smiled bitterly and said, "How can you take the household account books back to the office? You can only read them in the public room, lock the door after work, and open it again tomorrow morning."
"Then I won't be able to complete the task tomorrow!" Wang Xian said angrily: "Don't I have to be trained again? Or even beaten?"
"It won't be a big deal if you get beaten," Wu Wei comforted him, "I can only give him a few words of instruction, and you can just turn a deaf ear to me."
"..." Wang Xian is so depressed.
Little Fatty Wu really said what he said, and Wang Xian was severely criticized again the next day, and then Li Sheng ordered him to hand in the work in the afternoon.
This time, there was plenty of time, and Wang Xian became more proficient. He finished calculating the accounts early and built a four-pillar inventory. Once the accounts were checked, the new income, deductions and expulsions were equal to the reduction of old management, and the numbers could be matched.
He breathed a sigh of relief, but felt a little strange in his heart, because from the perspective of his many years of auditing, this account was very problematic!
This account should be made by an experienced hand. Every income is clearly remembered, and every expenditure is clearly listed. Simply using the four-column inventory method will not see any problems. However, if double-entry accounting is used instead
What? Wang Xian feels that something will probably show up!
In the spirit of a certified public accountant, he picked up the first account book again... He wanted to re-record the accounts to see what was wrong with it!