Regarding the matter of getting married, people still pay attention to the orders of their parents and the words of the matchmaker. Therefore, if Nangong Shou wants to marry the bride home, he must first go through the hurdle of his parents. But now it seems that this hurdle is very difficult.
What's better is that at least Nangong Jingzhi still values blood inheritance.
Nangong Jingzhi still knows what kind of temper his own son will be. He said this just to delay time, because there is no telling about love and love. Maybe his son will have the enlightenment one day.
, it is also possible to have three wives and four concubines.
Some things can be postponed, and some things cannot be postponed. Nangong Jingzhi said: "The Holy Father asked you to return to Beijing to report on your duties because he planned to transfer you to the Eastern Capital to seize the royal family's military power. You must be aware of this matter and must not be careless! What's going on?
, ask your uncle more. Although your uncle is an idle prince, after all, he has been in Dongdu for many years and he still knows many things."
The danger of entering someone else's territory and seizing their military power is self-evident. I saw Nangong Shouzheng standing up and saying: "My child knows that my child only plans to take the three brothers of the Luo family with him to Dongdu this time, so he will never act rashly.
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"The second son of the Wang family is very ambitious but not capable. He can only do some small tricks behind the scenes, so he is not something to be afraid of. But Wang Zhong is different. This man is deep in the city, ruthless, and good at conspiracy. Even the Holy Emperor has not taken advantage of him.
Solution! You only have one chance to fight him, otherwise you won't be able to stay in Dongdu for long."
The father and son talked until late into the night, but they also withered away the flowers that the red lady was waiting for...
When Nangong Shou returned to his residence, a fragrant breeze flowed into his arms. The red lady smiled sweetly and said, "My wife is very kind. She told me a lot about the duties of a wife and taught me how to get along well."
My husband is raising his son! By the way, grandma also asked me how people in the grasslands raise children. I think grandma wants to have a grandchild, so why don’t we give birth to one tonight!"
With the warm fragrance of soft jade in her arms, it is obviously impossible to say that Nangong Shou has no idea. What's more, women of foreign races are not as shy as women of other races, and they need to be more proactive in dealing with matters between men and women.
The passionate red lady makes it difficult for a man like Nangong Shou to resist...
The red candle was swaying, the red clothes were like fire, and some things happened naturally. Outside the yard, under the starlight, a pair of old people smiled and watched the red candle go out, and then strolled away along the cobblestone path.
No matter what Nangong Jingzhi said, he was still looking forward to having a grandson. After all, he was just such a son, and it would be good if he could branch out earlier. Since the two children did not worship, the red lady was not considered
Nangong Shou, the eldest wife of the Nangong family, still married a wife instead of a concubine. This was Nangong Jingzhi’s true thoughts.
The status of a big woman is not valued by everyone. For example, the red lady doesn't care very much. Prairie women dare to love and hate. They only care about whether their men are upright heroes.
Nangong Shou also had his own plan. Since his father wanted to drag his marriage with the red lady down, he would have to make it happen. As time goes by, things will fall into place. Even if you don't admit it, you will have to admit it.
No one can explain things in this world clearly. For example, when the Hou family's carriage came, there were two people, but now it turned into three people. There must not be one more person for no reason. This is not a magic trick, but because of the fish.
The little girl Shining cried and wiped her eyes and wanted to go out to relax. The old man, the God of War, softened his heart and agreed.
Li Taiping did not go back to his new home directly, but watched Hou Liren take the little girl away, and then returned to his residence with peace of mind.
This new home, or rather the previous home, has become somewhat lively after my aunt and Hou Liren have been busy for most of the day.
Now the Li family has more than a dozen people, including an aunt with a stove, a groom, a nurse and a maid... and there is even a general manager who is nearly fifty years old.
The general manager of Qian Mancang was sent by the Hou Mansion, and his father was also the general manager, and he was in the Hou Mansion next door. There are two general managers in the family. It seems that the Qian family plans to pass this job on as a craft.
He teaches by words and deeds, so Qian Mancang has already mastered the essence of this job.
It was getting late, and the servants of the Li family had already rested. Even the nursing home might have slept to death, but he didn't sleep because he had a lot of money, because his master hadn't come back yet, so he couldn't sleep yet.
On the first day as the general manager, he went to bed earlier than his father, so his father would interrupt him. So Qian Mancang didn't sleep, and he was chatting with the old concierge at this time...
The concierge was a lonely old man whom Qian Mancang found from Dongshi. He didn't spend a single penny, and he didn't need to give any money in the future. He only had to take care of food and housing.
The maid is a Silla maid, she is twenty-eight years old, and she is very handsome. She has spent ten taels of silver on her. Moreover, Qian Mancang even paid twenty cents to have Po Wen take a physical examination to ensure that
The money was not wasted.
Ten taels of silver is not small money, it is the money he has worked hard for all year round, so he has to be cautious. If he buys back a broken melon, he will not be able to explain it to the master.
There were also Kunlun slaves selling coolies in the East Market. They had a lot of money to choose from, and finally chose two young ones who looked smart. After some bargaining with the seller, the deal was finally settled for 200 Wen.
It is difficult to buy slaves in the Daqian Dynasty. Except for Silla slaves and Kunlun slaves, it is very difficult to buy a Ganren to go back to.
During the Great Qian Dynasty, human trafficking was prohibited. Only those who had committed major crimes and were demoted to slaves and registered with the government could be bought and sold. Others were classified as human trafficking, even those who sold themselves voluntarily if they could not survive.
Of course, there are times when people do not take action, and no one calls it true. But there is one thing: one must be willing to fight and the other willing to suffer, otherwise the buyer will be sued.
The remaining servants had no choice but to hire them with money, and only after agreeing to the monthly payment and signing the receipt did they dare to collect it from home.
Among these servants, the nursing home and accounting clerk had the most monthly money. Each of them had to pay two hundred cents per month. However, for the sake of the peace of the house and clear accounts, he had to spend the money even if he was reluctant to part with it.
Qian Mancang was having a lively chat with the old concierge when he heard a knock on the door from outside. He hurriedly ran out. When he asked, it turned out to be his master, and he opened the door happily.
"Master, my name is Qian Mancang, and I am the general manager of our family. If anything happens in the future, please just give me your orders. I will be here at your call!"
Li Taiping was stunned for a moment, then he came to his senses and nodded with a smile.
Within two days of arriving in Daxing City, he already had a business and servants at his disposal. In fact, Li Taiping was a little uncomfortable with it. After all, in the past, one person had enough to eat and the whole family was not hungry, no matter where he went.
Wherever he wanted to live, but now that was no longer possible, he had to think about these people.
When Li Taiping walked into the main hall, he saw Qian Mancang lighting the candle quickly and taking out the account book from his pocket...
"Master, this is today's expenses, please take a look!"
Li Taiping took the account book, glanced at it casually, handed it back, and said with a smile: "In the future, it's okay for me to decide how much money to spend at home. If you don't have enough money, just tell me!"
Qian Mancang was very happy and hurriedly nodded and bowed: "Don't worry, sir, I will definitely ask the accountant to record the accounts clearly, and I will check them with you every month!"
Suddenly Qian Mancang seemed to remember something, and he hurriedly bowed and said: "Master, you can't call me Brother Qian. If others hear it, I won't have the dignity to stay in the Li family! You should call me by my first name."
Li Taiping also felt that this title seemed inappropriate. After all, it was difficult for his family to follow Jianghu's stereotypes, so he smiled and said: "Then let's call him Mr. Qian."
Just as he was talking, he saw a handsome young lady with almond-shaped eyes, red lips and white teeth, and a figure as tall as a willow, walking in.
The young lady was dressed in a green floral dress, holding fragrant tea in her hand. She made a Wanfu gift and said, "Master, thank you for your hard work, drink tea!"
Li Taiping frowned and did not pick up the tea cup, but looked at Qian Mancang in confusion.
Qian Mancang thought that his master was dissatisfied with the slaves in front of him, so he hurriedly explained: "Sir, in recent years, all the well-known families in Daxing City have bought Silla slaves and Kunlun slaves, so the younger one decided to buy a slave girl privately.
And two Kunlun slaves!"
"Don't worry, sir. If you give me a month, I will make Qiudong speak fluent Daxing dialect!"
Li Taiping shook his head and said: "Manager Qian, you have misunderstood. That's not what I meant! I just don't need a slave to serve me. How about simply returning the bond of sale to Qiu Dong and giving her her freedom..."
Although Jin Qiudong didn't understand Ganren's language very well, he understood 80% of it. At this moment, his face turned pale with fright, and the tea cup in his hand fell to the ground, causing the tea to splash everywhere...
I saw Qiudong suddenly kneeling down, biting his lips and kowtowing to the man in green shirt in front of him.
Li Taiping strode forward, helped Qiudong, who was silent, and said with a smile: "You don't have to thank me so much. You will be free from now on. Find a good man to marry and live a good life. You can repay me."
When Qiudong heard what the master said, he was so anxious that he burst into tears. He pretended to kneel down and begged with tears in his eyes: "Master, if Qiudong doesn't leave, Qiudong will serve the master..."
Li Taiping was confused. There was no one in the world who was willing to be a slave. He couldn't help but look back at Qian Mancang.
Qian Mancang smiled bitterly and said: "Master, please keep Qiudong! She is a Silla woman. Even if you give her freedom, she will not be able to survive outside the Li family..."
It is not without reason that wealthy families in Daxing City have been buying Silla maids in recent years. The Silla country was already very poor, and it was difficult for the people to have enough to eat. In the past few years, a civil war broke out, causing the country to be filled with victims. Many Silla women
If you can't survive, you can only come here to work and voluntarily sell yourself into slavery.
Li Taiping found out the whole story and couldn't help but smile bitterly. Good things are not done casually. If you don't know how serious it is, you may save people but end up harming them.
"Then just stay. You need someone like this to serve tea and pour water. As for daily life, you don't have to worry about autumn and winter."
After the master spoke, Qiudong felt as if he had walked away from the ghost gate. At this time, he was so happy that he knelt down and kowtowed again.
Li Taiping, with quick eyesight and quick hands, once again supported Qiudong, but suddenly lowered his head and let out a soft sigh...