For several days, every night, the constant sound of loud trumpets rang out in different streets of Moscow. For a time, Notre Dame Cathedral, the Ministry of Notre Dame, and people wearing red cross armbands and white cross armbands were attracted by the majority of Moscow citizens.
Known.
No one said anything about this new department and the new Marian decree, after all, it was the children who were being saved.
Zaire didn't drink his daughter's milk secretly, so after a few days, Edith was able to get out of bed, which made Zaire feel happier.
She didn't say that she wanted to suffocate the child. When she first heard that the child had been taken away, Edith cried a few times, but then she accepted her fate.
She knew this was the fate of serfs.
Then she went to the 18th Orphanage with her mother, and Edith was shocked when she saw the room full of babies.
"Are these unwanted children?"
With awe and fear of this institution under the jurisdiction of Notre Dame, Edith said tremblingly.
Edith was just muttering to herself in shock. A nun glanced at her and recognized her identity as a serf directly from her clothes and facial features, and said calmly:
"Whoever comes to see you, you have one minute of visiting time, and you can only visit once a month."
The nun did not take these two visiting women seriously. If Notre Dame had not promulgated visitation rules, she would not have talked to the humble serfs at all.
Because the Russian Empire had a strict hierarchical system, with monarchs, nobles, churches, merchants, citizens, and the serfs at the bottom.
And nuns belong to the church.
Zaire and Edith didn't dare to say anything due to their indifferent and condescending attitude toward the nuns. Edith had never talked to a nun before, and her mind went blank for a moment.
Zaire had been with a noble before, so she quickly said:
"Alice, let's find Alice."
Soon, Zaire met her granddaughter, and Edith met her daughter.
Edith burst into tears, kissed her daughter, and was surprised to see that her daughter was definitely better here than living with her.
Because the little bed she slept on was covered with cotton.
"Child, my child..."
Edith murmured with tears in her eyes.
Zaire was not touched by her daughter's performance. She just glanced aside and didn't even come close.
If she didn't want Edith to make a fuss, she wouldn't have accompanied Edith here at all.
Although Notre Dame decreed that even serfs in noble estates had the right to visit babies, she was worried that she would be whipped by the noble's housekeeper if she went out during working hours.
Moreover, it was the birth of this baby girl that made her daughter no longer worth anything. Her father was also an evil serf!
Thinking of the lost rubles, Zail felt extremely heartbroken.
The two didn't dare to stay for a minute, so they left after thanking the nun profusely. On the way, Edith said:
"Mom, please teach me my craft."
Zaire was a little surprised. She had some skills herself. Before she was sold when she was young, her parents let her learn to sew quilts, iron clothes and curl the mistress's hair.
Edith didn't even bother to learn how she beat and scolded Edith before.
Edith looked at Zaire and begged:
"Mom, I know I was wrong. Please teach me some skills and sell me for a good price. I just ask you to leave some of the money for your granddaughter, okay?"
Zaire's face turned dark, and he snorted without replying, holding back a belly of anger in his heart.
When she was sold for 100 rubles, she never asked for anything, and she never got half a kopeck.
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He couldn't bear it anymore. Zaire slapped Edith and said angrily:
"You also know that you can sell more if you learn some skills, but you just gave birth to a child to that serf who had nothing. You were originally worth 100 rubles!"
Edith began to cry as Zaire's voice changed in tone due to anger.
But as they walked, Zail sighed and agreed.
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The position of dean of Notre Dame is vacant, and Ivanovich, the mysterious director of the office, has a new position, deputy dean of Notre Dame.
There are 500,000 serfs in the name of the Russian royal family. These people work on the land owned by the monarch and the royal family. Another 2.8 million serfs are official tenants. They are owned by the state and live in Russian lands and villages. According to the laws issued by the state,
Pay money or work according to laws and regulations.
The church owned 1 million serfs who worked on the fields owned by the church.
The largest proportion of serfs belonged to nobles of all sizes, with as many as 5.5 million people.
Others include industrial serfs, who are laborers without personal freedom. They work in mines and foundries. They are neither owned by mining owners nor managers, but are completely subordinate to the mines and foundries.
In short, there are at least more than 10 million serfs among the 16 million people.
To carry out the decree of Our Lady requires a lot of manpower. These people were not drawn from the royal serfs, nor from the church and nobles. They were drawn from the official tenant farmers, that is, state-owned serfs.
Many official tenant farmers envied the serfs who belonged to the nobility's territory because they had to pay a lot of taxes compared to the serfs in the nobility's territory.
Participating in the implementation of the Notre Dame Act can exempt individual taxes for a certain period of time, which makes the state-owned serfs overjoyed.
These state-owned serfs, led by the mysterious office staff sent by Ivanovich, carried out the decrees of the Mother of God.
According to the plan, the personnel of the mysterious office will no longer participate in the follow-up, but outstanding performers will be selected from the state-owned serfs to replace them.
Because Russia is very large, His Majesty needs too many manpower to promote the Marian decree throughout the country.
In the evening of this day, the nobles of the House of Commons walked out of the palace again, escorted by Mirkovsky and some guards, preparing to go to the dirtiest place in Moscow.
And with this nobleman was his old friend he met at the opera house, Ferdinandnov.
"Dear Alos, I don't recommend that you go to that kind of place. As you just came to Moscow, you don't know it. It is simply the most sinful place. Even the most dishonorable little citizen is not willing to stay."
Ferdinandov already knew that his friend had obtained a position in the House of Commons through connections, and he was even more determined to make this good friend. He tried his best to persuade him.
Mirkovsky glanced at Ferdinandnov. Since becoming acquainted with His Majesty, this down-and-out nobleman has begun to change. At least now he looks like a complete nobleman.
He had no idea how lucky he was!
Mirkovsky agreed with Mirkovsky's words, but he also knew that it was useless to persuade His Majesty.
Peter smiled and said:
"It's okay, go and have a look."
He knew about this place based on Ivanovich's information, the dirty and chaotic Via Verdery.
Ivanovich found the name Verdery Street after going through many records in order to report to him in more detail, but now almost no one knows it.
Seeing that his friend insisted on going, Ferdinandnov couldn't help but shake his head.
But he was unwilling to leave. The only thing that made him happy was that it hadn't rained in the past few days, otherwise going there would have been like going to a smelly ditch.
But unfortunately, the timing was wrong and the sky turned dark.