Daqian Night Emperor

Chapter 34 Checking the accounts of the Princess’ Mansion?

"Refugee?"

When Zhao Nishang heard Zhao Qi'an mention the refugees in Jingzhou, she was stunned.

She didn't know why her adoptive father suddenly became concerned about the affairs of Jingzhou, thousands of miles away. The Zhao Company did not have many businesses in Jingzhou, and the people here were closed and somewhat hostile to outsiders.

But it doesn't matter if she can't figure it out. She just needs to do whatever her adoptive father tells her to do.

Zhao Nishang took Zhao Qi'an's instructions very seriously and volunteered, "Do you need me to personally lead someone to Jingzhou?"

Zhao Qi'an shook his head and said, "Just send some secret agents of the Xiaowei, preferably from Jingzhou, who understand the customs of the people in Jingzhou."

The capital city is not peaceful right now, and he still needs Zhao Nishang to work by his side, so it is not convenient to let her go to Jingzhou.

Zhao Nishang replied: "I will arrange some personnel right away."

This is the first thing, and Zhao Qi'an also has something else for her to do.

"The second thing..." Zhao Qi'an's face was as dark as water. He didn't know what he was thinking about, and his voice gradually became cold. "Transfer a few managers to me from the company."

This is a small matter. Zhao's Trading Company obeys Zhao Qi'an, the real boss behind the scenes. What's the big deal about just transferring a few people?
But Zhao Nishang sensed a hint of murderous intent from Zhao Qi'an's expression, and her face immediately became serious. She asked, "What does foster father want me to do?"

"Check the accounts."

Zhao Qi'an slowly uttered these two words.

Zhao Nishang was stunned for a moment, then she thought of something and her eyes lit up: "Godfather, are you going to check the accounts of the Princess's Mansion?"

Zhao Qi'an nodded.

Zhao Nishang suddenly became happy: "We should have checked it out earlier. The princess's mansion has taken a lot of money from the business recently. I heard that Princess Yuzhen is even secretly selling the royal land given by His Majesty. She also asked our business to sell it. She is really risking her life..."

These days, the flow of funds in the princess's mansion has been abnormal, and a large sum of money is missing.

Zhao Qi'an knew about this.

But before yesterday, he only thought that Yuzhen was using the money to secretly support his mother and brother in the palace.

After all, His Majesty's birthday is approaching, and the Fourth Prince is not like the other princes. Let alone preparing a treasure that can outshine the others at the birthday banquet, he might find it difficult to come up with even a slightly satisfactory gift.

It's not surprising that Yu Zhen would think of preparing a gift for the Fourth Prince.

But after last night, Zhao Qi'an vaguely guessed where Yu Zhen spent the money.

Zhao Nishang was excited, but also a little confused: "But godfather, Princess Yuzhen has been spending money lavishly for a long time. You ignored her before, why did you change your mind this time?"

Zhao Qi'an shook his head and said calmly, "This time is different."

Zhao Nishang didn't understand what Zhao Qi'an meant by "different", and thought of her adoptive father suddenly sending people to investigate the refugees in Jingzhou...

Is there any connection between these two things?
However, my godfather is willing to "discipline" Princess Yuzhen... This is a good thing, a very good thing!
Zhao Nishang has already started to think about whether there is any powerful accountant in the company, preferably one who is more ruthless.

……

After Zhao Nishang left, Zhao Qi'an looked at An Shoudao and the little Taoist boy.

Dean An touched and looked around as if he had discovered a rare treasure.

But when he noticed that the little Taoist boy had dull eyes and was immersed in his own world with no reaction to the outside world, he frowned and muttered:
"Children should stop watching useless things. Children should play."

After saying that, he stretched out his finger and pointed at the occipital bone at the back of the little Taoist boy's head.

The little Taoist boy shuddered, and his originally distracted vision gradually became clear again, but his eyes were a little dazed.

He looked around, then at the smiling old man in front of him, and felt a little at a loss for a moment.

This was the first time that he was not disturbed by illusions, did not hear the whistling sword, and saw the world so clearly.

His brows were knitted tightly, and he held the wooden sword tightly in panic, with a little trouble flashing in his big eyes. It was only at this time that the little Taoist boy showed the appearance of a child of his age.

Dean An smiled and touched his head, then bent down and asked kindly, "Can you play chess?"

The little Taoist boy asked, "What is chess?"

Dean An took him to the window and pointed at the chessboard: "This is the chess."

The little Taoist boy looked at the chessboard seriously, as if he wanted to memorize all the black and white pieces on the board, and then shook his head: "I don't know how."

"It doesn't matter if you don't know how to do it. I'll teach you."

Dean An happily let the little Taoist boy sit on the cushion in front of the chessboard, and he bent over to clean up the chess pieces on the chessboard. He smiled at Zhao Qi'an beside him and said, "Why hasn't Mr. Zhao left yet? Do you want to stay and play a few games with me?"

Zhao Qi'an walked over and asked, "President An, are you willing to accept this child?"

"What's the point of talking about accepting or not? There's not much I can teach him. This kid has his own 'path' to follow."

An Shoudao picked up the black and white chess pieces on the chessboard one by one and put them into the chess box. His eyes fell on the little Taoist boy across the chessboard: "But I also have something to teach him. Let this child stay with me and learn chess for five years."

"Five years later, I will return this child to Zhao Dongjia, how about that?"

Zhao Qi'an smiled knowingly.

It is not an easy task to make President An appreciate talent.

He was naturally satisfied with this result.

"Then I will entrust this child to Dean An."

……

Wait for Zhao Qi'an to leave from the fifth floor.

As soon as I reached the fourth floor, someone came to greet me.

"Boss, Miss Three asked me to wait for you here."

He was a thin middle-aged man with a really bad appearance. There was a black mole at the corner of his mouth and two greasy mustaches which made him look a little wretched.

Although he is not good-looking, he is one of the eight stewards of Zhao's Trading House, and his name is "Gou Xiangxi".

However, because he spoke rather harshly, other people in the firm also called him "dog" behind his back.

Zhao Qi'an remembered his name because this person had a purple destiny of "wealth coming from all directions", which left a deep impression on him.

He raised his eyebrows, a little surprised: "Nichang asked you to do this? Aren't you busy enough with the business?"

Gou Xiangxi bent his waist low, clasped his hands together, and said with a smile: "I heard that the boss was looking for someone to do something, so I volunteered to come here. Being able to serve the boss is something I only dream of."

"As for the business affairs, don't worry, my subordinates are all smart. I have also asked other colleagues to take care of it, so nothing will be delayed."

Zhao Qi'an nodded and asked, "Nichang has told you that I want you to check the accounts of the princess's mansion, which may even involve the prince. Do you dare to check?"

"It seems that the boss has forgotten." Gou Xiangxi laughed at himself, "Didn't I just check the 'Emperor's Armory' before I became his disciple? If I dare to check the Emperor's account, why shouldn't I dare to check the Princess' account?"

He lowered his waist even lower, his eyes narrowed into a slit, revealing a bit of coldness: "I just don't know if the boss wants to conduct a literary investigation... or a military investigation?"

Zhao Qi'an said in a deep voice: "Just do as you see fit."

"Then the little one will understand."

Gou Xiangxi's smile widened and he bowed down.

(End of this chapter)