My husband married a concubine? I turned around and married the cold prince.

"The jewelry store under your management made a total of 100,000 taels of silver last year, but the accounts you submitted said that it lost 1,000 taels of silver.

There is also Manager Wang's rouge shop, which made 50,000 taels last year, but the account book said that it was just enough to make up for the deficit.

Manager Chen's clothing store made 53,000 taels, but the account book said it only made 1,000 taels."

As An Qingqian spoke, he opened another account book, read a few lines casually, and then slammed the account book on the table.

The account book was smashed to the ground, and then fell along the smooth table directly in front of Manager Zhang who was standing at the front.

The scene was deathly silent.

These precise figures made the three managers present pale with fear.

“I don’t want to hear any sophistry excuses. Whoever embezzled the money must make up for it within ten days, and I will forgive all the previous mistakes.

Otherwise, ten days later, these things and related evidence will be presented to the government office.

If I remember correctly, according to the laws of this dynasty, anyone who embezzles more than 100 taels of silver will be sentenced to death by hanging.

Can you please calculate in your mind how many times you can be hanged for the money you have embezzled?"

An Qingqian's expression was indifferent, and the words she said made everyone tremble with fear.

"Young Madam, this is just empty talk. Even if you are of a noble status, you cannot slander us casually." Manager Zhang still held on to some hope.

He hid those account books personally, and no one knew where they were except himself.

He guessed that An Qingqian only knew the numbers but did not have the real account book, so the evidence was insufficient. Even if the government officials came, they could only ask some questions but could not convict him at all.

Seeing that Manager Zhang refused to admit it even when he was about to die, An Qingqian curled up the corner of his mouth into a sarcastic smile.

"Don't cry until you see the coffin, clear the clouds."

Bo Yun immediately threw an account book in front of Manager Zhang, who picked it up with forced calmness. However, when he saw that this was the account book he had hidden, he was terrified.

Why is this thing here? In An Qingqian's hands?

"Is this evidence enough?" An Qingqian snorted coldly and stood up from his seat.

"I mean what I say. If the money cannot be paid in full within ten days, I will have no choice but to send you to the government."

"Young Madam, ten days is too short. Can you give us more time?" After seeing the real account book, Manager Zhang was even more frightened and had to admit it.

"I believe that Manager Zhang and the other managers will find a way to collect the money within ten days."

The smile on An Qingqian's face softened, but when Manager Zhang looked at her, he felt a chill in his heart.

"see a visitor out."

When they returned to the jewelry store, everyone was confused and looked at Manager Zhang for help.

"Manager Zhang, what should we do now? An Qingqian actually has the real account book!"

"Yes, I have spent all the money I have left. Where can I get it together?"

"Do we really have to collect all this silver?"

"Otherwise, if she reports it to the police and hands over the account book, won't we all be doomed?"

Everyone was chattering and arguing non-stop.

"Okay, okay, let me think about it." Manager Zhang also looked annoyed and impatient.

"You guys go back first. I will definitely come up with a solution tomorrow morning."

Everyone else went back, leaving only Manager Chen and Manager Wang behind.

"Manager Zhang, what should we do now?" Manager Wang also had no idea.

"Manager Zhang, why don't you contact the old lady and ask her to take action. She will definitely be able to control An Qingqian, and we won't have to pool the money." Manager Chen suggested.

"Before we set out, someone was sent to deliver a letter, but the messenger hasn't come back yet." Manager Zhang frowned.

"Then let's wait. As long as the old lady supports us, An Qingqian won't matter."

When Manager Chen and Manager Wang heard Manager Zhang say this, they both breathed a sigh of relief.

But the next morning, there was still no news from the old lady.

Looking at the person who came to ask him for advice, Manager Zhang became even more annoyed.

"How about this, we collect the silver first and return it to An Qingqian, then contact the old lady and ask her to give the silver back to us. In this way, the silver will go around in circles and finally be in our hands, right?"

Seeing that Manager Zhang still had no suitable solution, a middle-aged man with a black beard proposed his own idea.

Manager Zhang's eyes lit up when he heard this. "That's a good idea, Li Si. You really have a smart brain."

"Thank you for the compliment, Manager Zhang." The man called Li Si smiled innocently. No one noticed a drop of cold sweat on his forehead. Hearing that Manager Zhang did not suspect anything, he felt relieved.

Ten days later.

Steward Zhang, along with Steward Chen and Steward Wang, came to the Linnan Marquis' Mansion again.

"Young Madam, this is all the silver we have. We have already found a way to get it together. As for reporting it to the police..." Manager Zhang changed his previous arrogant look and smiled hypocritically.

"Don't worry, Manager Zhang. I will definitely keep my word. Now that the silver has been paid, why do we need to report to the authorities?" An Qingqian smiled gently and signaled the maid to serve them tea.

"That's good. What about the account book..." They have already paid the full amount of silver, so they should be able to take the account book back with them, right?

"Clear the clouds." An Qingqian naturally knew what Manager Zhang meant.

Bo Yun came out holding a small box.

Manager Zhang opened the box and saw the account books inside. He picked up one at random and his expression changed again after reading the contents inside.

"Thank you, Madam. We have other things to take care of in the shop, so we'll take our leave now."

After receiving the account book, the three managers had no need to stay and they all got up and left.

Back at Xihe Courtyard, Boyun opened the silver bills they had just handed over, an expression of uncontrollable joy on his face.

"Miss, I didn't expect them to gather the money so easily. I thought it would be difficult."

"Miss is really smart." Yingyi also spoke with a smile.

"Count it, how much silver is there in total?" An Qingqian also smiled.

Of course she knew what Manager Zhang was thinking, but since the silver was already in her hands, it was impossible for her to take it out.

"Miss, the total is 330,000 taels of silver."

Yingyi and Boyun counted carefully twice.

"Very good, which banks do these belong to?"

"Miss, these banknotes are from Ziyun Bank."

"Ziyun Money House?" An Qingqian raised her eyebrows. She didn't know who the master behind this money house was. However, she couldn't trust the people that Manager Zhang trusted.

"You two will each take 50,000 taels, and find a way to deposit the rest in other banks."

"Ah? Miss, what are you going to do? Why are you giving me money?" Unexpectedly, the two of them panicked when they heard An Qingqian's words.