程云朔听此，“别报给母亲，就从我每月的份例里扣。”                                                                                陆令筠听到这儿，眼底己然是得到满意答案。                                                                                程云朔一月月例一百两，一千多两亏空，刚好够扣他一年的月例。                                                                                他又没得秦氏贴补，这一年还怎么过。                                                                                这人活着啊，钱是真真重要的啊。                                                                                没有钱，哪来的风花雪月，没有钱，哪来的底气跟人说话，没有钱，贫贱夫妻百事哀。                                                                                “世子既是这样说了，那就这样办吧。”陆令筠看向安嬷嬷，“陪康管事去一趟账房，把银钱支了，赶紧把事儿了了。”                                                                                “是，少夫人！”                                                                                “是，少夫人。”                                                                                二人齐齐下去，陆令筠也随之起身，“想来是没我什么事儿了，那我就回了。”                                                                                程云朔望向离开的陆令筠，张张嘴，“令筠，麻烦你了。”                                                                                总归，今天的事儿是她帮他解决的。                                                                                还帮他瞒下来，没有上报秦氏，陆令筠做得这么体贴，程云朔怎么都得感谢她一二。                                                                                “你我一体，何来麻烦。”陆令筠淡然笑之。                                                                                说罢便带着人离开。