Chapter 722: Proper

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Zi An feels that this person is a person who is at ease with her encounters. At least, she doesn't blame the heavens and the people, and she is not unwilling to be wronged. She seems to accept what fate gives her.
A young lady of the official family, reduced to a slave-servant, Meiyu saw no humiliation.
Either the play is good, or she really admits her fate.
Zi Andao: "The Empress Dowager sent you out of the palace and into the palace. It was to let you be the person next to the prince. Would you like to be a slave-servant?"
Wan Jing still didn't look up, neither humbly nor honestly said: "Since the slave-servant has become a slave, he will keep his duty and will not have other extravagances."
"Well." Zi An nodded. "I have heard what the Lord said about your business. Do you know how to read?"
"When I return to the princess, I can understand a few words, count and understand a little." Wan Jing said.
Zi An told Xiaosun: "You asked Guiyuan to send the account book of Fuzhong this month and bring the abacus."
Xiao Sun went away in response.
Wan Jing didn't know what she was going to do, but she didn't ask, and she waited with her hands down.
For a moment, Longan and Xiaosun came panting. Longan held the account book in one hand and the abacus in the other, and saluted when they entered the door.
"Wan Jing, you have to calculate this month's accounts." Zi Andao.
Xiaosun's face was pale, and she looked at Zi'an with some surprise.
Wan Jing also froze for a moment, but she didn't dare to ask. Yi Yan stepped forward to take the longan's account and abacus, squatted on the floor, and got up short.
Zi Andao: "You are sitting."
Gentle said: "Why not, it will be fine soon."
Guiyuan said: "This is the expense account of Fuzhong this month, not much, but trivial."
Longan means these trivial accounts, and it will not be clear in a short time.
Wan Jing smiled gratefully at Longan, but her finger quickly dialed on the abacus.
Her fingers are very slender and her movements are beautiful and fast. In the room, the clear sound of the abacus is endless, which makes people feel like a beautiful piece of music.
Longan saw his eyes straightened. Although he said that he had not settled his accounts for a while, he also had some days, which was not as fast as others.
Moreover, she was flipping through the books while she was planning to do it. She didn't need to count her fingers one by one, but just glanced down and sprinted there.
With a cup of tea, she stood up and wrote down the numbers with a charcoal pen on her account book: "Return to the Princess, it's done."
"Longan, right!" Zi Andao.
Guiyuan looked at the abacus of her abacus, and her eyes widened a little, "Princess, basically correct."
The account for this month has not yet settled because of the end of the month, but the longan will be settled first. Therefore, there is a total amount of daily expenditure, and there is a number in the heart of Longan. His own daily return is always good.
Zi An smiled with satisfaction, and said to Guiyuan: "From tomorrow on, you will take some time to be quiet and let her take your hand."
Both Longan and Xiaosun are slightly discolored. Longan trembles his lips, his face pale, "Yes!"
"Wan Jing, are you willing?" Zi An asked.
Then Wan Jing raised her head, her eyes filled with tears, "Princess, there will be no women to settle accounts."
"Wangfu is not so particular, you only say whether you want it or not."
"Wan Jing thanked Princess Grace for her kindness." Wan Jing knelt down, her voice no longer as calm as before, and she was much excited.
Zi Andao: "You also have this ability, you go first."
"Wan Jing resigns!"
She backed out and went out to the door, her tears falling down.
If it is said to admit her fate, it is helpless. What can she do if she does not admit her fate? Being a slave-servant, you can survive even though you are blinded by others.
Although the account room is also a servant in the government, it does not have to do the work of serving others. This is the grace of the princess.
When Wan Jing just left, Xiao Sun couldn't help it, "Princess, you let her do the job of longan, what should you do with longan? You are partial!"
Longan said quickly: "Xiaosun, don't talk nonsense."
Zi An snorted Xiaosun, "Girls are outgoing, right."
Xiaosun blushed, "Where? Just feel unfair for Guiyuan, he worked hard."
Zi An snorted lightly and looked at the longan, "Longuan, who settles his accounts in Fuzhong, the biggest profit is a clerk, would you like to go to Zhuangzi?"
"Zhuangzi?" Guiyuan raised his head violently. "What do I do to Zhuangzi?"
"Of course it matters." Zi An laughed.
Xiaosun gave a loud cheer that couldn't be concealed by her round face. "Is the Princess wishing to promote Longan to Zhuangzi to do the job?"
"Yes, is it better to be a manager than to be a clerk in the government office?" Zi An laughed.
Longan said with excitement: "But, but the minions are afraid of not being able to do it."
"I believe in you. The prince knew everything about Zhuangzi. Rest assured. Before you go, the prince must wash the way for you. Those black-hearted and greedy people have to be driven away first. , You will take over for the time being, you will be very hard in the future. "
"The longan is not afraid of hard work, but it is afraid of half-bad jobs." Guiyuan said.
Xiaosun couldn't help but listen to a few Zhuangzi, could not help but say: "He alone, so many accounts?" Zi An laughed, "Fool, Longan is to do the management, not to do the accounting, every Zhuangzi There are gentlemen who have accounts, all Guiyuan has to do is to summarize, check the accounts, and manage the affairs. In the future, he must be equipped with a few people to help him. Those who are trustworthy in Zhuangzi, you also
Seems to promote it, but it must be credible to promote. "
"Guiyuan knows, Princess Xie!" Guiyuan wiped her tears. He never dreamed of being able to manage Zhuangzi, and it was not a Zhuangzi manager, but a few Zhuangzi managers.
Xiao Sun asked with a smile: "How many months will it be after the longan?"
She is one or two silver a month in Fuchu, which is already very good. In other Fuchus, it is mostly two-dollar silver, but at most it is only five-dollar.
"One hundred and twenty-one!" Zi Andao.
"Ah? Ah!" Xiaosun exclaimed, looking at Guiyuan with excitement, "You want to treat me."
Longan felt that he was dreaming, one hundred or two silver a year? This is too much, even if Zhuangzi's general manager is now not one hundred or two silver a year.
"Princess ... This is too much, too much!" Guiyuan quickly quit.
Zi Andao: "This salary is reasonable and has many experiences. As long as you do well, there will be opportunities in the future."
Xiaosun also said bitterly: "Yes, Princess Grace, you are thankful, what do you say so much?"
Zi An rolled his eyes, Xiaosun ...
Longan went out with gratitude, and Xiaosun smirked blindly.
"How? One hundred or two silver is yours?" Zi An snorted.
Xiaosun said with a smile: "Where? Slave maid is happy for Guiyuan."
"Can you please yourself?"
Xiao Sun blushed like a fire, "The Princess talked nonsense."
Zi Anman said: "By saying, Guiyuan is not too young, it's time to marry, and I have to ask my mother to pay attention to it, see which girl is virtuous, then ..."
Xiaosun stomped his feet in anxiety, and his eyes turned red when he said, "Princess, you bully people."
Zi An laughed, "Okay, amusing you, who doesn't know that you girl has been thinking about people for a long time? Go back and wait for the things to be done, and I will give you the big things, OK?"
Xiaosun said coyly: "The princess will do what she says. The slave-servant has always been obedient." Zi Anle leaned forward and back!