In the study room, Manager Cheng, who had not slept all night, stood with regret on his face, thinking that he was still wronged yesterday. He had been in charge of these chores in the palace for many years without any problems. How could there be problems when the princess came?

He thought over and over again that the princess wanted to establish her prestige and use him as a big steward to perform the operation, and he couldn't help but feel resentful and humiliated in his heart. How could he have imagined that this slap in the face would come so quickly?

When I think about what I have seen and heard, and then look at those shocking accounts, I feel extremely regretful...

When Wen Mianmian arrived, she saw him bursting into tears, shaking his head and sighing from time to time.

"Manager Cheng, what's going on?"

Hearing Wen Mianmian's voice, Manager Cheng knelt down and said, "Princess, this old slave is guilty."

This kneeling startled Wen Mianmian, "When you have something to say, I'm not used to you kneeling."

Manager Cheng stood up with his knees on his knees and took out the account books for the past two years of purchasing. "It took the princess to point it out and then I found out that the people in the purchasing department were tampering with the prices. This is not just this year. The people below

He was so bold that he colluded with outside suppliers to embezzle tens of thousands of taels of money owed to the government."

When he talked about this, he wanted to give himself a slap in the face, "Not only the people in the purchasing department, but also the people in the big stove live a more prosperous life than the prince. They don't care about the preciousness of the ingredients, and don't care about the hardships of the palace to manage the business. They throw things around wantonly.

The waste has reached the point where only one or two pieces of meat are taken from one sheep, which is an outrageous waste of natural resources."

"It's all because of the old slave's management of the houseless people that this situation happened. The old slave is guilty."

This was definitely the day when Manager Cheng’s faith collapsed. I originally thought that the palace would be in order under his care, and people would be in the right direction, but I never expected that...

Wen Mianmian was surprised for a while. People who deal with money all day long in the purchasing department are the most likely to be greedy. People in the big kitchen must be trying to make money. Unexpectedly, they have reached the point where they only eat one or two pieces of meat from a sheep. This is treating the palace as a

Grand View Garden?

Seeing that Manager Cheng seemed to have aged a few years overnight, with a few strands of white hair growing on his temples, he sighed quietly and said, "Since the matter has already happened and been discovered, we just need to change it in time."

"The manpower in the government should be enough. If not, we will add more. The perpetrators will search carefully and make them spit out all the stolen money. Then they will send it to the government. As for the 'noble' people in Dazao, they will be sent away."

"The royal family's financial resources no longer match their temperament."

Manager Cheng, whose heart was broken into pieces, felt a little better after hearing her so calm and gentle words. He didn't know why, but he felt that the sky was about to fall and the house was about to be in chaos just now.

Wen Mianmian smiled lightly, "I am a person who likes to be lazy. I never like to listen to those people's self-defeating and crying. Let you and Aunt Fang handle this matter together. Don't be conciliatory because of face. Those people are here

When you have your own thoughts, you have already forgotten about the prince, it is not worth spending time on them."

"I'll give you two days to handle this matter. Don't delay the normal operation of the mansion. In addition, there are only two masters in the mansion, the prince and me. We really don't need so many people to serve us. If we can, we will abolish some of them. If there are too many people, we will do it."

It’s useless to do anything.”

Seeing her arranging these things so easily, Aunt Fang showed admiration on her face and thought to herself: Although the princess is a bit lazy, her brain is really good. It has always been thankless to deal with the servants in the house.

It is the best choice to leave the matter to Manager Cheng to handle by himself. In this way, Manager Cheng's face will be saved, and he will be more attentive to his errands in the future.

Manager Cheng was filled with emotion, wiped away his tears, and said with cupped hands: "Several perpetrators have been imprisoned, and the entrance and exit doors in the mansion are also guarded, so that the perpetrators will not be given the chance to escape."

Wen Mianmian nodded, "You are the chief steward of the palace. The prince trusts you and has entrusted you with all these matters. If something like this happens, you will be punished."

"I'll fine you three months of silver."

In this way, Manager Cheng breathed a sigh of relief. It would be unsettling if the princess never punished her.

Before leaving, Wen Mianmian spoke again, "I will officially meet with the people in the mansion in three days. Manager Cheng needs to move faster."

"Mother Fang, let's go too."

As soon as the two of them left, Wen Mianmian stood up happily. Aunt Fang stared at her all day long. She was not allowed to do this or that. She was either watching her to learn to be a housekeeper or asking her to be dignified in her words and deeds, even when eating.

You have to take care of it when it's too late. Let her take care of the chores in the house from now on. Now you won't have time to keep an eye on her, right?

He waved his little hand to Ling Guo, "Let's go to Tingfeng Pavilion."

Because of the fact that he has given everyone a wife, Wen Mianmian is now extremely popular in the mansion. Wherever he goes, he is greeted with smiles. Hua Jingyun in the study knows who he is just by hearing the warm greetings from his servants.

The little princess is here.

"Has everything been taken care of?"

"Of course, I have to take care of it personally." His eyes fell on Hua Jingyun's legs, and he sat on it as if he wanted to take credit, reaching out to hook his neck, "I'm telling you, Manager Cheng is so pitiful. Yesterday

I stayed up all night looking at the account books. When I saw you today, I burst into tears, saying that the people in the purchasing department took a lot of money from you."

"The food is thrown indiscriminately on the stove. A fish only takes the piece of tender meat behind its gills. A sheep only takes the piece of meat on its face. You don't know whose mouth that piece of tender meat went into?"

Hua Jingyun was very satisfied with her initiative to sit down. He put his arm around her waist and said, "It's not me. I just have more requirements for taste. I'm not picky like this."

Wen Mianmian smiled at him and said, "The person below said that I thought you were working hard and wanted you to eat something good."

If this spreads out, I don’t know how much trouble it will cause.

"To put it bluntly, you work hard all day long to earn money, and those people in the house just talk and laugh all day long in the name of doing your best, and wantonly squander your money for their own benefit. Look at it the other way around.

..."

Hua Jingyun, who was already feeling bad, took what she was about to say, "They are the masters of the house, and I am the one who supports them with the hard-earned money."

Wen Mianmian nodded, "That's what I mean."

Hua Jingyun felt completely bad, and his face also darkened. Wen Mianmian looked at it carefully and clicked her tongue in her heart. The handsome man looked good even when he was angry.

He hugged her neck and shook her, "Don't be unhappy. Now that you have me, I definitely can't let these things happen again in the house. We agreed that I will cut down on expenditure."

Now the money for organizing a collective wedding is available, and there is still plenty.

Hua Jingyun looked at her faintly, "From now on, not only will my innocence need to be protected by the princess, but the money in the house will also need to be protected by the princess."

"Hahaha~~~"

Wen Mianmian smiled happily, it was Hua Jingyun's appearance that greatly pleased her, "It's easy to say~"
Chapter completed!