Shen Ningyuan leaned on the chaise longue, her body lazily and her eyes closed to rest.

At this time, Lu Ying's voice sounded outside the door, "Young Madam, Uncle Chen, the accountant, is here."

"Well, let him in."

After the words fell, Shen Ningyuan sat up straight, his expression had become cold.

Uncle Chen, the accountant of the Marquis's residence, walked in hesitantly with a stack of account books in his hands. He saluted in front of Shen Ningyuan and said, "I greet the young lady!"

"Well, get up." Shen Ningyuan pointed to the table beside him, "Put the account book here."

Uncle Chen stood up, but did not move.

Seeing this, Shen Ningyuan's face turned cold, and he asked in a deep voice: "What? I want to see the account book, is there any problem?"

Uncle Chen shook his head. "Young Madam wants to see the account book, which is fine, but I don't know if you have Madam's permission."

When he spoke, the expression on Uncle Chen's face was very subtle, with a hint of arrogance.

Chen Ningyuan also noticed this, her face instantly darkened, and her tone was not as polite as before, "If I remember correctly, when I married into the Marquis' Mansion a year ago, the Marquis's accounts were seriously in deficit and they owed a lot of debts. The lady kept complaining to me, so I had no choice but to merge half of the shop that came with my dowry into the Marquis' Mansion's assets."

"Does Uncle Chen still remember this?" Shen Ningyuan asked coldly, emphasizing his tone.

Uncle Chen paused, then quickly said, "Of course I remember. I personally arranged the connection between these industries."

"Over the past year, the businesses of the Marquis' Mansion have gone bankrupt one after another due to poor management and serious losses. Is this true?" Shen Ningyuan asked again.

At this time, Uncle Chen's face was a little panicked, and he looked up at Shen Ningyuan.

But Shen Ningyuan's face remained calm, and it was impossible to tell what she was thinking.

After hesitating for a moment, Uncle Chen dared to nod, "Young Madam is right. In the past year, many of the Marquis's businesses have indeed gone bankrupt."

"So, this huge mansion is supported by my dowry, right?"

Uncle Chen could only nod, "Yes."

"In that case, why do I need Madam's consent to see my own things?" Shen Ningyuan asked coldly.

After hearing this, Uncle Chen had nothing more to say and obediently put the account book on the table.

"Young Madam, please."

His attitude was also much more respectful than before.

Shen Ningyuan didn't say anything, picked up the account book and began to read it carefully.

During this time, Uncle Chen stood not far away, occasionally tilting his head to stare at Shen Ningyuan, his face very flustered.

After a while, Shen Ningyuan pointed to an expense in the account book and said, "Here, since I married into the Ji family, I have spent one thousand taels every month, and there is no clear record. What is it used for?"

Hearing this, Uncle Chen walked over and took a look, a hint of panic flashed across his eyes.

But he quickly covered it up and said hurriedly, "Madam, this is for the renovation of the school in the old Ji family mansion."

Shen Ningyuan raised her eyes to look at Uncle Chen and asked coldly, "How come I don't know anything about such a huge expense?"

Uncle Chen became even more nervous and pushed Chen out. "Replying to the young lady, the lady said that this is just a small matter and there is no need to tell you."

Shen Ningyuan couldn't help but sneer.

Such a huge expense, and it comes from her dowry, but she doesn't even have the right to know?

Thinking of this, Shen Ningyuan said directly and coldly: "Stop this expenditure for now."

"This..." Uncle Chen hesitated, "Young Madam, this is for the Ji family's old mansion. If we stop using it hastily, I'm afraid the people from the old mansion will come to the capital to make a scene and accuse our mansion of being dishonest."

It was obvious that Uncle Chen wanted to use the people in the Ji family's old house to put pressure on Shen Ningyuan.

But he was obviously disappointed.

The current Shen Ningyuan is the last one to fall for this.

He immediately smiled coldly, "As far as I know, the cost of repairing a school will not exceed 500 taels, but the repair of the school in the old house costs 1,000 taels per month? Do you think I'm a fool?"

"Young Madam, this is the Marquis's request, and I dare not disobey!"

Uncle Chen became ruthless and brought up Ji Zehai to put pressure on him.

Seeing this, Shen Ningyuan was no longer polite. She raised her eyebrows and said coldly, "Now, everything the Marquis' Mansion spends comes from me. Do I have the final say or does the Marquis have the final say?"

This Uncle Chen repeatedly used other people to pressure her.

She, Shen Ningyuan, was really treated as a soft persimmon!

Shen Ningyuan's words left Uncle Chen speechless.

Finally, he gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, "Okay, I'll go tell the Marquis later."

Hearing this, Shen Ningyuan said nothing more and continued to look down at the account book.

When he saw an expense, he said bluntly, "Now that the Marquis's Mansion has just suffered a death, it's not appropriate to be extravagant. Madam should also stop eating the two blood ginsengs every month."

Uncle Chen was stunned again. "Young Madam, this blood ginseng is your medicine. You've been taking it for a year. If you stop taking it suddenly, it might affect your health. So—"

Before Uncle Chen could finish his words, Shen Ningyuan interrupted him, "How much is a blood ginseng?"

Uncle Chen was stunned, obviously not expecting Shen Ningyuan to ask this suddenly.

At that moment, he could only answer truthfully: "Because I am a regular customer of the store, the price is cheap, about two hundred taels of silver per piece."

As soon as the words fell, Shen Ningyuan began to count the accounts:

"Two hundred taels, two ginsengs a month, that's four hundred taels, nearly five thousand taels a year. The annual salary and allowances of the Marquisate wouldn't add up to more than two thousand taels. Madam, do you think it's appropriate for you to consume such an expensive blood ginseng?"

As soon as these words came out, beads of sweat slowly appeared on Uncle Chen's forehead.

He could see that Shen Ningyuan was determined to check the account books of the Marquis' Mansion today.

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