Chapter 22: Perfect

"This Wu'an Houfu looks very awkward, there should be no shortage of money in the house..."
"Who knows, it may be that there is really a lack of money, or there may be money that you don't want to give, and you are prepared to pay the bill..."
"The character of Wu'an Houfu is too bad..."
"Who said no?"
The accusations of the people rushed into the ears, and Song Qing’s beautiful face rose red: What happened to her from Zhu Yulou’s white? That was the dowry shop of her aunt's mother. She took more of it and did not harm the interests of these people. What are they doing with such indignation?
There was a sigh of anger at the bottom, and she was preparing to teach everyone. A middle-aged male voice rang first: "The next is the Splendid Satin, Wu'an Houfu bought a ten-year satin in our satin and didn't give a penny. At the beginning of the month, I When they came to collect accounts, they were also perfunctory. Now they have met Zhu Yulou, who is suffering from the same illness. Hey... I will also give you a list..."
"XX X, X, X, X, Wu, Hou, Mrs. Wu An Hou, two brocades, two brocades, two embroidered brocades, worth 10,000, XX XX, XX, Wu Anhou, Mrs.
"And me, and me, I am an ancient product, Mrs. Wu Anhou has not taken anything in the ancient products for ten years. It is also a text that has not been paid. When I have to pay for the accounts, they will be perfunctory. I am carrying a list with me, and I am also thinking about you..."
Six shops, six buddies stood in front of Wu'an Houfu, lined up in a row, holding a long list and chanting the listed accounts, the accent of the ups and downs, the high amount of silver and the two listened to everyone. Blasted the pot.

Wu’an Houfu is really a big deal, and I buy nearly 10,000 things every time...

"Only book, don't pay for clothes, jewelry, antiques, and I am willing to buy more..."
"If you don't have money, don't buy so many things. If you take people's things and don't give money, what's the matter... Wu'an Houfu is really...and the cellars and rogues on the street are almost..."
"If someone owes me so much money, and I will not return the dead skin, I will continue to take pictures of ancient paintings from me. I have already sue him..."
The ridicule and disdainful accusations came from all directions. The number of Song Qing did not dare to look up, and his face turned red. He hurriedly said: "Mei, Mei Er, go to inform my mother..." The matter is too big. She is alone, completely unable to cope.
"Yes!" Yan Meier nodded, turned and was preparing to enter the government, but saw Murongrou rushed over in the crowds.
She burst into a high-rise, revealing a beautifully maintained face. The gorgeous Huasheng was full of brilliance, and she was more and more graceful. Her blushing lips were squatting, her eyes squinting through the rows of six. The buddy, the beautiful eyebrows are tightly wrinkled: "What is going on?"
The six buddies looked at each other and the buddy of Zhu Yulou stood up and gave a tribute to Murong. "Mrs. Song, the little ones are coming for the accounts!"
"I want to pay for the Houfu housekeeper, what are you doing here?" Murong softly reprimanded and stood at the gate of Wu'an Houfu, reading the string of bills, and the people of Beijing knew that Wu'an Houfu likes to take things. If you don't pay for the money, you will still owe it for ten years. The face of Houfu will make them ruin.
"Mrs. Song, the small people used to look for the Houfu housekeeper. But the housekeeper always perfunctory and not paying the bill. It’s only a decade of perfunctory. The little ones really have no choice but to do it." Zhu Yulou Face explanation.
"Yeah, Mrs. Song, the shop of the small ones, because these accounts have not been recovered, the turnover is not working, and it is impossible to operate without seeing it. I beg you to make the accounts for the small ones." The buddy took the word and asked for it.
"Yeah, Mrs. Song, please, the little ones are old and the next are small. If the shop is closed, the small ones cannot support their families..."
Six buddies stood in front of the door, crying in tears, how miserable it was, how miserable!
The audience sighed and sighed: "Is not to say that it is the uncle who wants to pay the bill, is the grandson who owes it? How come it is completely reversed here? The uncle is the uncle, the grandson who wants to be accounted for."
"Whoever owes them their accounts is Wu'an Houfu? The people do not fight with the officials, and the fight does not win or not..."
"I heard that Shun Tianfu Lin is an upright official. When he reports to him, he should be able to get justice."
"Lin Daren's grade is completely inferior to Wu'an Hou, even if it is on the court, the result is not good..."
"Also, the official level is crushing the dead, if Wu Anhou hardly presses Lin Daren to pronounce the sentence... oh..."
The sneer and sardonic sounds of the overwhelming, Murong soft face gloomy and terrible, cold eyes fell on the six buddies, forced to anger, trying to hold the corner of the mouth, raised a stiff smile: "The shop and the account, It’s all managed by the housekeeper, I don’t know...

Things have become so big, Wu'an Houfu's reputation has been destroyed, her mother-in-law, husband-in-law will definitely be furious, she must pick herself up, and must not carry such an uncomfortable crime.
Everyone disapproved, Murongrou took charge of the inner court of Wu'an Houfu, and looked at the expenditure items in the house every month. She took so many satin and jewelry in the shop, and the housekeeper did not pay the shopkeeper silver. She would not see it?
Even if she didn't see it, she could understand that she could not forgive it twice, but she couldn't see it for two times, but she had seen it for 120 years. I haven't seen it yet... Hehe... I don't have such a stupid... ...
The ancient goods squad came forward, low: "Mrs. Song, Hou Fu arrears the accounts, the small people do not want to care about it, now, the small people just want to get the accounts, also ask Mrs. Song to complete !"
The crime of destroying the reputation of Wu'an Houfu, who loves to carry back, has nothing to do with them, the purpose of their coming today is to pay the accounts!
Murong soft bottom flashed a chilly, then resumed as usual, smiled: "The six do not have to worry, my Wu'an Houfu has always been credible, the accounts owed to the shop, certainly a lot of return to the six." Onlookers The people were very angry. If she dared to say a word of rejection, the accusations of the people could drown her.
The six buddies suddenly smiled and looked at Murongrou with a gaze: "So very good, I wonder if Mrs. Song is giving a silver ticket or a cash register?"
"There are not many silver tickets in the government. There are some silver coins. However, there are a lot of accounts in ten years. You are weak in this text, I am afraid that I can’t take much..." Murong smiled softly and screamed at the bottom. After a sharp touch of coldness, she first promised the promise of returning money, and all the crowds on the crowd were dismissed. Then I learned the six unidentified dog things...