Chapter 175 The evidence is conclusive

But it was said that Donger entered the council hall and directly sent the box to Ding Page.

Ding Yizi saw that the small mark he made at the lock was gone. He didn't know what had just happened, so he couldn't help frowning and looking at Donger. She gave her a little trust in her, but she didn't expect that she was really an untrustworthy person, and she is still helping Aunt Shen.

When anger came to his mind, Ding Baizi felt that his idea was funny. Thinking about it, why did he have to argue too much with a little maid? As long as you know what the truth is, you can just send it back. Is it possible that you really have hope for her?

Seeing her, Donger couldn't help shivering one by one. She hurriedly lowered her head and stood still, but she still held a faint hope in her heart. I hope the girl didn't see that the box had been passive.

In front of so many people in the council hall, Ding Page directly opened the box and took out all the books inside.

Aunt Shen looked carefully and found that those account books were taken from herself two days ago. They were not new account books. She was suspicious. Is it possible that her daughter of a hawker really understood these account books and saw the reputation?

Ding's page was in his chest. He looked very confident, as if he had already grasped the handle, which made Aunt Shen and steward Song shocked, but they doubted the possibility of this matter.

What makes Ding's page sigh most is that there are no Arabic numerals in this era. Accounting is recorded in words, which is very complicated. Generally, people who are not proficient in accounts will not read the account books at all, let alone find out the problems. This is probably one of the reasons why Aunt Shen is relieved about her. She is not a woman selling tofu who can still understand the account book.

Ding page pulled out the record he made by himself, and at the same time picked out the account book for July and August. He raised his eyebrows and looked at Officer Song and said indifferently, "Mr. Song, please read these accounts again. If you think of anything after reading it, please tell me again."

Song Xun was surprised and frowned and took over the account book. After thinking about it, he obediently looked through the account book in front of so many keepers. Not everyone has the account book in the house. Each account book is one for the steward and one for the master. Thinking of this, steward Song also guessed where the account book of Ding's page came from. Since the account book was taken out from Aunt Shen, how dare Manager Song say that there is something wrong?

Ding Page slowly tasted the new tea in the tea cup, waiting for the steward Song to finish reading the account book.

When he was young, the stewer of Song closed the account book with a solemn face and said in a low voice, "If you go back to the young lady's words, I can't see any problem in this account book."

Ding Page raised his eyebrows and put down the tea cup. At the same time, he asked Manager Song, "Mr. Song, are you sure there is no problem with this account book?"

Guan Song stressed his head and answered, "I'm sure that there is no problem with this account book."

Ding Page suddenly laughed, "Song Steward, please explain to me that in July, the house bought three old mountain ginsengs, and the merchants in the south of the city paid filial piety to the master two mountain ginsengs. In August, the house bought five mountain ginsengs. The master sent two mountain ginsengs as a congratulatory gift. In September, the merchants in the west of the city also filial piety also paid filial two. Manager Song, why don't you explain it to me? Where are these mountain ginsengs?

Hearing Ding Page report all the accounts one by one, Aunt Shen gritted her teeth with hatred.

It's all because of her carelessness. I didn't expect that Ding's page would be so shrewd. She not only looked at the entry and exit accounts of the warehouse, but also compared with each other from her entry and exit accounts. When she took the mountain ginseng from the warehouse, she asked Manager Song to modify the entry and exit account, but her own account was not changed. It's not because of her carelessness, but she doesn't believe that Ding Page can see that there is something wrong at all!

Who would have thought that the boat really overturned in the gutter this time!

Manager Song sweated in a cold sweat on his forehead. He ordered several charcoal basins in the room to keep warm, but he felt that he was standing in the snowy ice and snow at this moment, and he couldn't even speak for a moment.

Ding Yizi's smile became cold, and finally condensed in the corners of his mouth. His eyes swept the stewards in front of him with cold eyes. He said in a low voice, "Although the Spring Festival is approaching, the expenditure in the house will inevitably increase greatly, but don't forget that you are all working for Hao's house. Hao's house also paid you, but he doesn't regard you as free. Labor is used. Although the accounts are in black and white, the accounts are also written by people. The masters pay less attention to those little things all day long. Do you really think that Hao Mansion is your backyard?

Ding Yizi's tone was raised and rebuked heavily. The room was quiet for a moment, and there was only a slight crackling sound of charcoal burning.

Ding Page's cold eyes swept over and over again on the stewards in front of him. It was not until no one dared to look at her, and then he shouted coldly, "Mr. Song, I think you are the old man of Hao Fu. You have been working for Hao Fu for so many years. As you said before, there is no credit and hard work, then I will Give you a chance!"

Ding page picked up the warehouse entry and exit account book handed over by the previous steward Song and threw it in front of steward Song. "Go back and think about it again. Where are some things going? If there is any more deception, don't blame me for being ruthless as the host. At that time, I'm afraid your family can't afford to pay for those. Vacancy accounts! Humph... Hao's house is now full of selfish waste. If the master knew about it, he might be so chilled.

Mr. Song clenched his teeth, picked up the account book with a red face, and said to Ding Zizi with a fist: "Thank you, young lady. I'm old. It's inevitable that I can't remember something. I'll go back and think about it carefully this time."

Although Aunt Shen is still sitting aside, her face is already extremely ugly.

Ding didn't look at her, but continued to say to the stewards in front of him, "The account book of last month was just handed in, and I only had time to read the entry and exit accounts of the warehouse, but I didn't expect that only one would disappoint me so much! Later, I will ask someone to distribute the accounts of the stewsman to you again, and you can check the accounts for me to see if there is any difference. If something like the warehouse happens again, I won't be as talkative as this time. If anyone makes a mistake again, I will directly get out of Hao's house! If there is a loss of money, send it to the government to ask for guilt!"

All the officials suddenly felt a little nervous, and they knew how much the young master attached to the young lady, and the county magistrate was the uncle's uncle. If the young master really sent them to the county government office in order to support the young lady, there was no guarantee that he would not go to prison for a few days.