可他当初为了给邢代容赎身，把自己从小到大私库里积攒的银钱花了个精光，还在外面欠了不少朋友的钱。                                                                                更因为邢代容，得罪了秦氏，没了半分贴补，也没法向自家老娘开口要钱。                                                                                如今这窟窿又迫在眉睫，只得叫他找来陆令筠，低头找她要钱。                                                                                真是难张口，叫他难为情啊！                                                                                陆令筠瞧着程云朔那反复难言的模样，心下只觉想笑，见磋磨得差不多，她坐到他旁边，给个台阶，“世子，都是一家人，有何不好说的。”                                                                                得了台阶的程云朔深吸一口气，将手上的账本递给陆令筠。                                                                                “你先看下。”                                                                                陆令筠从容接过来。                                                                                “这些是个什么意思？”陆令筠知道阿拉伯数字的意思，但她就要问程云朔。                                                                                程云朔如今给了账本，那么脸面就算是彻底拉下来了，哪里还能再端着，给她一个数字一个数字的讲说，“这是一二三西”                                                                                陆令筠在他说完之后，看着最后一页的合计数字发出长长的喟叹，“哦，原来是亏损了一千一百三十两，怎么会亏损这么多！”                                                                                这话无异于再扎程云朔和邢代容一刀。                                                                                坐在另一边的邢代容抬了下头，又垂下来，那脸上的郁结此时染上了几分羞愤的红。