Legend of Concubine’s Daughter Minglan Chapter 163: Housework of the head mother 1(1)

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This night, the two of them talked for a long time, and they didn't go to bed until they got more serious.

Ming Lan sleeps with a heartache, even in her dream, she can’t wait to beat her chest for a while, Gu Tingye didn’t bother much, just hugged her and fell asleep, Ming Lan thought secretly, maybe he was embarrassed just after remembering her dead mother. Right.

The man's body is as hot as fire, with Minglan in his arms. Minglan seems to be sleeping next to a stove. After a while, he covered his body with sweat. He wanted to kick the quilt in a daze, but only his toes hurt and confused. After a few words of "toe pain", I felt a big hand with thin calluses rubbing his chubby toes. It was really painful at first, but the taste changed after rubbing. Minglan twisted her waist and wanted to get rid of that hand. She said very much,'Think about your poor mother', but she didn't have the guts to say: "Tomorrow you are going to come early."

The man seemed to pause for a while, twisting uncomfortably, and tightening Minglan's hoop more tightly, rubbing himself a few times.

I don't know how long it has been, the sky is twilight, Ming Lan half-squinted her eyes, blankly looking at the bed curtain, stretched out her hand to touch, her side is empty, she woke up in a spirit, whispered: "... ?"

The chiffon curtain was lifted, and Dan Orange smiled slightly and said: "Waiting for you? Master is too late! Master is now looking up."

Ming Lan sits on the bedside woodenly, the early morning is the beginning of Yinzheng. Counting the distance, Comrade Gu probably got up after two hours without sleep. No wonder it stopped so easily last night; it was not easy to be an official in ancient times. Yeah.

"Who served the master to freshen up?" Minglan's voice was still a bit misty.

"We also got up late too, because Xia He and the others still remembered it; the girl turned around and waited for the master to go to the morning." Dan Ju glanced at Minglan's body buried in the brocade, light The old marks on the bare shoulders have not faded and the new marks are on again, a bluish purple ambiguous, there is only a red and exquisite wishful rope between the neck, and a bellyband embroidered with green iris flowers on the bottom.

Dan Ju looked at Ming Lan's eye circles still black, annoyed and distressed, and took a white silk cotton shirt and put it on Ming Lan.

Ming Lan dumbly helped Danju out of bed. Suddenly remembered something, she threw away the Danju, and stepped on the thick carpet with her bare feet, and stepped forward to look at— -what? Only at the beginning of Mao.

Ming Lan Mumu started staying, now the situation is very weird, no one in this mansion needs her to ask for peace, and there is no need to click on the mao, my husband is going to work again, does that mean...she can sleep for a while ?

Thinking of this, she ran straight back to the bed, tilted her bare feet, lifted the quilt and went inside.

This set of actions Danju couldn’t be more familiar. She picked up Minglan in angrily and yelled: "Girl, you don’t want to sleep anymore, you can have a lot of business today; the mother just in front of you is here. I have spread the word, saying that a group of girls and women will gather in the front hall, waiting for the girl's instructions. You sleep again... sleep again? I can call Mama Cui!"

Ming Lan got up in pain, and after soaking in the large tub for a while, she felt more comfortable. The soft croissant lantern in the house gradually lost its luster, and the sky was gradually bright; Ming Lan sat in the mirror Before the stage called Dan Ju to comb her hair and dress up, Xiao Tao came in and said: "Mother Lai and Liao Yong, who are in charge, are here."

"Send them in." Minglan said softly, "Danju, if I don't go out today, I just need to comb a neat editor. Let's sit around a little bit. It hurts my head."

Dan Ju’s craftsmanship was handed down by Fang’s mother. In the past ten years, Ming Lan has been mature enough to serve Ming Lan. It’s very easy to get started. You can finish the work by dividing by three and five, and weaving the remaining hair finely. Well, piled up into a few small flower buns and piled under the editor, and slowly pinned the small bead flower and golden bead hairpin upward.

After a while, a short middle-aged woman with a round face and a thin and dark-skinned daughter-in-law came in. She smiled and looked very respectful, Ming Lan. Nodding slightly: "Mother Lai, wife Liao Yong."

The two got up. Mother Lai first smiled and said: "Please Announce to Madam, Madam feels good today; Originally, the old slave should have Announced to Madam long ago, but Madam Lai is busy these few days. Yesterday the master ordered that Mrs. today should look at the servants in the house."

Ming Lan smiled, quite kindly: "It's okay, everyone is coming."

"Madam turned her head back to the instructions, the big guy got up early and waited." Mother Lai smiled respectfully, "I don't know..."

Ming Lan looked at the hourglass on the side and said, "After half an hour, I will see you at Zhaohuitang. You divide the family by one."

Mother Lai was stunned. At this time, the daughter-in-law of Liao Yong suddenly raised her head and asked cautiously: "Dare to ask Madam, how should I divide it? According to errands or according to family?"

Ming Lan glanced at her with a slight appreciation, and said: "According to the errands, stand together for each errand." Then, seeing that Lai's mother seemed to want to talk, Minglan turned to: "Mother Lai Originally, Mrs. Tai worked as a errand, so you will take the lead and stand with the people from Ningyuanhou's Mansion."

Mother Lai smiled reluctantly: "It's all a family, why do you divide it like this? Before leaving, the wife specially ordered that she is the most temperamental, so that we can serve."

Ming Lan slowly turned her head from the mirror stage and looked at her quietly. Mother Lai, who was looking straight at her, felt frustrated. After looking at it for a while, Ming Lan's mouth was filled with a slight smile, and her tone was cold. Politeness: "whatever I say, what you do is what you do." He didn't even give a reason.

Liao Yong's wife was a little surprised. She took a quick glance at Ming Lan, then lowered her head. Mother Lai looked at Ming Lan's beautiful and snowy face, and she felt awe for no reason, and bowed her head in response.

The two left Jiaxi Residence, and they resigned each other with a smile, and headed in two directions separately.

Liao Yong's wife is young and has fast feet. She quickly walked out of the lane down the hall. There was a group of daughters-in-laws waiting for her. When they saw her, they immediately rushed up, hugged her into a corner, and asked. Up.

"What kind of person is Madam?"

"How good is your temper?"...

Liao Yong's wife said in a deep voice: "I really can't see it, the young, delicate flower-like appearance, it is so powerful! Granny Shi Cailai has touched a nail, you all be honest, don't ask yourself Not fun!"

On the other end, Mama Lai also went back to the servants’ courtyard, and when faced with questions from others, she only said: "I'm afraid it's amazing!"

Ming Lan sits alone between the right shoots for breakfast, frowning and eating the unpalatable fried cakes, while slowly recalling what I saw last night, put the accounts aside, and look at the people first, Ming Lan After skimming the personnel list, the brain quickly sorted the information.

There are 62 servants in the governor’s mansion. For such a large mansion, there are actually a few people.

These people can be roughly divided into three categories. The first category was recently bought by Gu Tingye from outside after the establishment of the mansion. There is no foundation, but it may be possible to use which power. The second category is rewarded by the emperor, mostly The confiscated criminal servants and domestic slaves are a bit more deadly, and there may also be a few former young ladies in it. This must be noted; the third category is the four-room people sent from Ningyuan Hou’s Mansion, respectively, the wife sent the two-room people. The four old ladies and the five old ladies gave a room each.

Oh, yes, and the people she married by herself.

After breakfast, Minglan slightly tidied up her makeup. She wore a homely goose-yellow, green-calyx plum blossom double-breasted corset, and a light smoky and pale willow-colored veil on the outside. The girl led to Zhaohui Hall.

At this time, the sky is bright, and all the fans on all sides are opened. There are four nave paintings hanging on the east and west walls. Sitting on the north front wall, there are high-hanging plaques and imperial treasures given by the present sage. On the bottom is an aurora. The beautiful mahogany table with eight immortals is flanked by large chairs with the same wood armrests. The lower first two rows are arranged in a straight line with a number of low-backed wide chairs. There is a small Ruyi carved square between each two chairs. On the ground is an extremely bright bluestone slab, with a dark red short pile carpet in the middle.

What a hall of Zhengfu! Majestic, majestic, and vigorous.

Ming Lan looked at the mahogany high-backed chair, and thought that this chair would be more imposing if it was actually seated by someone of Mrs. Sheng's age; but she is now the mistress of this palace, except for her There really isn't anyone else to sit on.

She steadily stepped forward and sat down. A woman was waiting with her tea tray. She was busy serving tea. Ming Lan nodded slightly and looked up. She saw outside the hall, starting from below the stairs. It has been densely packed with people, clearly divided into several large pieces, some of which are neatly standing, and some of which are very loose.

Liao Yong's wife took a step forward and bowed her head respectfully: "Madam, the people in the house are here, except for the four left and looking at the front door, even a few from the kitchen are here."

Ming Lan was very satisfied with her simple style, glanced at her appreciatively, and nodded.

Liao Yong's wife seemed to be encouraged, pointing to the rows of people outside, and briefly introduced: "These are the students who specialize in sweeping and cleaning.... These are the needleworkers, and these are the people who buy and buy. Yes, these are from the nursing home, these are..." After introducing for a long time, she pointed to a dozen or so young girls on the corner and said, "These are not serious errands yet, Mother Chang said to wait. After the lady entered the door, she slowly taught the rules before calling, and now she is helping out with miscellaneous matters."

The few little girls shrank and looked at Ming Lan. Seeing Ming Lan's clear and watery eyes came over, they immediately bowed their heads and stood still.

Ming Lan followed Liao Yong's wife’s fingers and found that the emperor was quite reliable. Most of the servants sent were young and strong, and there were no particularly old ones. The girls looked very good; Ming Lan was fine. Make a note of those who look neat and which ones look loose, and then write down their leader.

Finally, Liao Yong's wife hesitated for a while, and whispered: "Also, behind the Jingfei Pavilion across the courtyard...Uh, the Phoenix Fairy girl in Lingding Pavilion, the two big girls next to her are not from the residence. , So... didn't come."

Ming Lan frowned slightly: "What is the name of the yard?"

Liao Yong's wife reacted quickly: "The original name was Jing Fuge, but it was changed to Lingding Pavilion by Phoenix Fairy.... The master didn't pay attention, so everyone followed."

Ming Lan didn’t say a word, she just smiled as she watched her, Liao Yong’s daughter-in-law suddenly had a sudden heart, and she lowered her head back; Ming Lan secretly smiled in her heart: It seems that the Phoenix Fairy girl is quite upright, not only did she fail to manage. , But also annoying many people.

Then, Minglan turned to look at Mama Lai, and saw a few clearly dressed people standing on the steps by the side door. Mama Lai smiled and introduced: Lai’s and Hua’s were sent by Mrs. Tai , Tian's family was sent from the fourth room, and the Diao's family was sent from the fifth room.

After the introduction, everyone bowed down and bowed their heads to Minglan, and shouted for greetings in unison.

Such a scene of kowtow and shouting together, Ming Lan was a little uncomfortable, but she tried very hard to hold it back, yelled with a calm smile, gently put down the tea bowl, and leisurely folded her hands on her legs, and said loudly: "The master once said that Zhaohuitang is not easy to open. It only opens during the holidays or when guests come to visit. I thought about it. Today I met the big guy for the first time. It's a big event, so I dared to open it. In this hall, it is considered to be an official meeting with everyone."

The reactions of everyone below are different, some are moved, some are joyful, some are doubtful, or some smirks, and so on.

Ming Lan watched everyone's reaction, and then smiled and said: "In the future, we will be our own. However, before that, I didn't know everyone, so I won't say anything else today. But just let me get acquainted with you all."

As I said, everyone at the bottom of the stairs was confused and confused.

Ming Lan didn’t explain, she just waved her back, Dan Ju was ready, and asked someone to place a small table in the hall with a pen, ink, paper and inkstone on top. Then Ruo Mei stepped forward and sat with a pen, Dan Ju Standing aside, Xia Zhu stepped forward timidly.

Dan Ju smiled and said: "Don't be afraid, let me ask you, how old are you and where were you born?"

Xia Zhu was stunned, Mu Mu said: "Thirteen years old, Tu...Dun Village, Tudun Village in the west of Tongzhou."

"How many people in the family? What are they doing?" Dan Orange asked neatly, holding a piece of paper in his hand.

"Father, mother, grandma, three older brothers, two older sisters, I...I am the youngest; all are farmers at home."

"How did you come to the mansion?"