Chapter 687 Magistrate Xu's Little Assistant 42
After finishing breakfast, Song Jinhuan asked what he needed to do.
Xu Qingyuan instructed the steward to hand over all the account books, as well as the keys to the storeroom, and so on.
Song Jinhuan felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it.
"Sir, Yongshu is the finance clerk. Does he have any official business to assign me?"
Xu Qingyuan replied, "The household accounts are in disarray, and the steward is not good at managing them. I am also unmarried and have no wife to manage them."
“Master Jiang happens to be very knowledgeable in this area, so why don’t you take care of it for me for now?”
"I will pay a separate fee for this part of the work."
It's foolish not to make money when you can!
Song Jinhuan was overjoyed. "Thank you so much, sir, for valuing me so highly!"
"I will do my utmost!"
Xu Qingyuan smiled meaningfully and said, "I believe in Master Jiang's abilities."
"If there are suitable shops or properties, Mr. Jiang can confidently become a landlord."
This means she's being asked to make investments.
Song Jinhuan hesitated, "If we lose money..."
"No problem, just go ahead and try. If you make a profit, one-third of it will be your reward."
Let me say it again, only a fool wouldn't make money when there's an opportunity!
Song Jinhuan was so moved that she almost hugged his leg and burst into tears, praising him as her second parent.
After giving these instructions, Xu Qingyuan took Zuo Shiyi to the Heavenly Prison.
Song Jinhuan held the ledger, full of energy.
In one morning, I had reviewed most of the account books.
After lunch, take a short rest.
As I stepped out of the courtyard, preparing to go to the storeroom, a woman suddenly blocked my way.
"Hey, do you know where Scholar Xu is?"
No sooner had she finished speaking than the steward rushed up from behind, "Princess, the master is really not in the manor."
Princess Fude didn't believe her, raising her chin and crossing her arms, "You say he's not here, but you don't know where he is, you're just trying to fool me!"
The steward was speechless. The master's whereabouts were always kept secret, and besides, who would tell the servants where they were going!
Even if the princess asked everyone in the top scholar's residence, she would never find out!
Princess Fude turned to Song Jinhuan, and upon closer inspection, realized he was a stranger.
Who are you? I've never seen you before.
Song Jinhuan cupped his hands in a respectful bow, "Your Highness, I am the advisor under Scholar Xu."
Upon hearing the voice, Princess Fude found it clear and melodious. Upon closer inspection, she discovered that the person's appearance was remarkably similar to Xu Qingyuan's.
For a moment, she could no longer treat him with the same spoiled attitude she had just displayed.
He then asked softly, "Does the young master know where Scholar Xu is?"
Song Jinhuan lowered her head and said, "My lord is currently handling official business in the imperial prison."
Princess Fude's heart was torn in two, one half falling on the young man before her.
She nodded absentmindedly, "In that case, this princess shouldn't bother him in the prison."
"In that case, you shall keep this princess company and help her pass the time."
Song Jinhuan's forehead was covered in sweat. "This humble subject is an unlucky person and dares not approach the princess's noble body."
Who knows if you might offend the other person while trying to relieve your boredom?
In a world where imperial power reigns supreme, her life is worthless.
Whether someone lives or dies is simply a matter of a single word from someone of high status.
Princess Fude narrowed her eyes, "You actually refused me!"
"It's fine if you're a top scholar, but what right do you, a mere commoner, have to claim this title!"
"Someone come here!"
She shouted into the sky, and two shadows fell from above.
"Take him back to the princess's residence!"
The next second, Song Jinhuan had one person on each arm, lifting her up into the air.
Song Jinhuan's whole body tensed up; she dared not struggle or make a sound, her eyes wide open.
Hmm, that familiar feeling of weightlessness.
Princess Fude turned to the steward with a smug look on her face, "Tell Scholar Xu that he is in the princess's residence. If you want someone to come in person, please do so."
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