I Have 100,000 Dead Warriors

After Jia's mother made the bet with Tanchun, she not only sent Wang Xifeng and Yuanyang to supervise.

My two sons and I were also sitting in the main hall of Rongxi Hall waiting.

She wanted to see what this grandson, who always quarreled with her, could come up with this time.

Several people sat quietly for a while.

Grandmother Jia couldn't help but ask, "How much silver do you think Yao-ge'er can find this time?"

Madam Wang said sternly, "We manage our household strictly, and the stewards check and balance each other, so it's hard to embezzle. In my opinion, five or six thousand silver coins would be good enough."

But Grandmother Jia shook her head: "Too little, too little."

Jia Zheng ignored household affairs and only cared about writing poetry, pretending to be cultured, and listening to a group of flatterers flattering him. He was completely ignorant of the situation in the mansion.

Also because he was all show and no substance and had an empty brain, he remained a fifth-rank official in the Ministry of Works after serving as an official for twenty years.

He frowned and said, "Mother, five or six thousand silver is not a small amount. For a family like ours, it would cost about the same amount to buy a dowry for my sister."

Grandmother Jia looked at Jia Zheng deeply and felt helpless.

Her youngest son, who doesn't run the household, doesn't know how expensive firewood and rice are. How could he know the housekeeper's tricks?

According to her estimation, the Lai family's embezzlement was about five or six thousand silver coins, and if it was increased tenfold, that would be about the same.

Madam Zhao snorted, "There are so many servants in this mansion who appear to be honest but are actually treacherous. They have been doing this for decades, taking advantage of the situation and deducting hundreds of thousands of dollars."

Madam Wang said sarcastically, "Sister is indeed a slave. She is clear-sighted and insightful. Unlike me, I am completely blind."

Mrs. Zhao's face immediately turned pale, and she snorted, "What does it matter if I'm born a slave? Princes and generals are not born with the same blood. My son has worked hard and earned me a decent reputation. Unlike your Baoyu, he either chases after girls with beautiful faces or secretly has sex with several seductresses. Sister, you have time to mock me. You might as well hire a few more doctors to check on Baoyu. If he gets exhausted, you won't even have time to cry."

Mrs. Wang: “You——”

"enough!"

Grandmother Jia said coldly: "You quarrel as soon as you meet. Can't you just keep quiet for a few days?"

Madam Wang said with a gloomy face, "Old lady, this Zhao family is used to talking nonsense. We are a family of scholars and scholars, with a clean family tradition. The servants who serve the elders are all excellent, especially Lai Ma's family. They walked with you in the beginning. How could they embezzle the master's money?"

Grandmother Jia didn't want people to think that she didn't manage the household well and raised Lai Ma's family of parasites, so she smiled and nodded: "You are absolutely right. The servants of my Jia family will never..."

The slap in the face came too fast, like a tornado, catching people off guard.

Before Jia's mother finished speaking, Yuanyang came in hurriedly and bowed to her: "Madam, Third Master Yao has seized more than 800,000 taels of valuables from Lai's house and is busy packing them, shipping them, counting them and storing them in the warehouse."

Jia Mu: "..."

Mrs. Wang: "..."

Suddenly my face hurts!

When Jia Zheng, Jia She, Jia Lian, Jia Zhen and others heard the figure of more than 800,000 taels, their eyes immediately turned red.

Oh my God!

Grandmother Jia's face was burning with anger. She asked in disbelief, "Yuanyang, what did you say? How much silver did Yaogeer steal?"

Yuanyang gritted his teeth and told the truth: "Over 800,000 taels."