After the marriage, the cousin was spoiled by the whole family of the Marquis's Mansion

Chapter 26 Rectification
"Madam, you have made your choice."

Rong Peilan opened her eyes and looked at the four maids standing in the front.

Jixing has a good eye, and all four of them are pretty and charming.

"Since you have entered Yuhui Garden, you should abandon your previous name and get a new one."

The maid who first raised her hand immediately bowed and said, "Thank you, Madam, for the name."

Rong Peilan looked at her rouge-red dress, and suddenly a line of poetry came to her mind, "The Begonia does not care about its rouge color, it stands alone in the misty rain. Your name is Begonia."

Haitang readily agreed, "Thank you, Madam Haitang."

The maid on Haitang's left had two dimples on her face, which made people happy at first sight. "What was your name before?"

The maid bowed and said, "In reply to the young lady's question, my name was Xiaoju before."

Rong Peilan nodded, "Orange is good. Mr. Dongpo once wrote in "Ode to Orange" that the fragrant mist is so fragrant that people are half startled, and the clear spring water flows through the teeth and makes people afraid to taste it for the first time. You are called Fragrant Mist."

Xiang Wu, "Xiang Wu thanks Madam for the name."

The maidservant on Haitang's right was wearing a pear blossom white folded skirt with pear blossoms embroidered on the hem. One could tell she was a skillful maid just by looking at the embroidery. Her appearance was also the most beautiful among the four.

Rong Peilan had never held an embroidery needle and knew nothing about women's work.

She pointed at the maid's skirt with folds of pear blossoms and asked, "Did you embroider it yourself?"

The maid in the pear blossom skirt looked at her skirt and replied, "Madam, I embroidered it myself. This is the only needlework I am good at."

Rong Peilan stood up and took two steps closer. The pear blossoms on the dress became more vivid. "Your craftsmanship is good. The clothes of the prince will be handed over to you in the future."

Li Huaqun's face was filled with joy, and she couldn't hide it even if she wanted to. "Yes, I will definitely make the prince's clothes suitable."

She looked at the pear blossoms and pondered for a while. "Mr. Dongpo wrote a poem called "Pear Blossoms on the Eastern Lantern". Unfortunately, there is no suitable name in the poem."

The maid in the pear blossom skirt smiled hesitantly. Her previous name was not nice. It was called by the maidservant when she entered the mansion. If the young lady could give her a nice name, she would be able to call out this name if she won the favor of the prince in the future.

"The previous dynasty's Xiangshan hermit had a famous poem, "Long Song", in which there is a line, "The jade face is lonely and tearful, and a pear blossom is wet with spring rain. That's why you call the jade face possible."

"No."

When everyone turned around, they saw the prince walking over the threshold with a horse whip in hand and then denying the name.

Ji Yunzhang handed the whip to Wei Sui behind him, "Avoid it."

Rong Peilan suddenly realized that her last name was Rong, "Then she should be called Yulan."

Ji Yunzhang's expression remained unchanged, "Yuhui Garden, avoid this."

Rong Peilan: "..."

What is there to be shy about in a garden?

"That's Mo Lan."

Ji Yunzhang put his hands behind his back and said, "You are just a maid, and you are racking your brains to give her a name."

Rong Peilan tilted her head to look at him, "I don't like a bunch of fruits and flowers in the house. It would be better to give it a proper name that sounds good, and it will sound more pleasant when it is called."

"It's up to you." Looking at the young lady with an interested look on her face, Ji Yunzhang lifted his robe and occupied Rong Peilan's rattan chair.

Mo Lan lowered her head, not daring to look. She could only secretly glance at the pair of black boots. She said in a trembling voice, "Mo Lan, Madam Xie, Young Master."

Rong Peilan looked at the last maid. This maid had a calm expression and her movements were steady as the wind. She was obviously the most stable of the four.

"What was your name before?" "My name is Sanliang."

"Three liang?"

"Because I am stronger and more capable of working, my parents sold me for three taels of silver, which is one tael more than other maids, so the pimp called me Sanliang."

As soon as these three or two words came out, faint laughter came from the crowd.

Rong Peilan raised the corners of his lips. "The poet of the previous dynasty wrote "Reply to Yue Tian for the Gift Given at the First Meeting in Yangzhou" on his way out of office. A thousand ships pass by the side of the sunken boat, and a thousand trees bloom in front of the dead tree. I took the first and last two characters and called it "Sunken Spring."

Chen Chun knelt down firmly and kowtowed, "Chen Chun thanks Madam."

She was illiterate and didn't know what the young lady meant, but she had a hunch that what she said was good. From now on, she was no longer Sanliang, her name was Chenchun.

Rong Peilan looked at the four maids who had been given new names and said, "The biggest rule for the maids in my room is to keep their mouths shut."

"If anything about Yuhuiyuan is flying around the mansion, I'll only look for you four."

The four girls bowed their heads and said in unison, "Yes."

After Rong Peilan finished instructing the four maids, she looked at the rest of the people and said, "The affairs in the mansion are complicated, and the mothers are all used to doing it."

"If it's not a serious mistake, I won't change people at will. From now on, everyone will do their job. If there is a problem, I will only look for the mothers in charge, and the person in charge will be punished together with the mother in charge."

"Where there is punishment, there is reward. Anyone in the palace who is corrupt or bullying can report the truth."

The maids and servants looked at each other in bewilderment. In the past, the only people who could get close to the master in the mansion were the head maids and the stewards. If they met some overbearing old women, not only would they have to do more work, but their monthly salary might also be withheld.

Manager Wu looked at the young lady who seemed weak but was actually decisive and swift, and he felt very much impressed. If the old lady were still alive, she would definitely love the young lady more than the old lady.

He was the steward of the old lady's dowry. The old man was General Weiyuan, who rose from an illiterate soldier to the court step by step. The old lady was the legitimate daughter of the Cui family in Qinghe, and she married into a lower class.

The old lady single-handedly managed the huge Ji Mansion and raised a son and a daughter.

And there is also the younger brother who helped the old man to rise to a higher level.

The old man died in the Battle of Huai River, which dealt a heavy blow to the Western Jin Dynasty. The life of the Marquis, who was then the deputy general, was hanging by a thread. He narrowly escaped death and finally snatched his life from the hands of the King of Hell.

Your Majesty has just bestowed the title of Xinling Marquis on the Ji family. In such a huge marquisate, there is only one legitimate son, the Crown Prince, and the side branches are eyeing them covetously.

He could see clearly that the young lady was a blessed person and the Marquis' Mansion would surely prosper under her leadership.

Ji Yunzhang folded his arms and looked at Rong Peilan's small body. She actually had so much energy. She was not as insignificant as she looked.

Rong Peilan stood on the steps, with a surge of excitement in his chest.

It is not easy to be a mistress in such a big mansion.

Ever since she was married into a family by mistake, she had been prepared to be the mistress of a marquisate, a mistress who was no less capable than Ji Yunzhang.

Ji Yunzhang stood up and said, "Alright, let's all go. If you can't even do this little thing, you'd better leave the mansion as soon as possible."

After everyone had left, he took the soft and boneless hand and said, "Madam, a few maids have spent so much effort on this. What kind of name should your child be given in the future to match your amazing talent?"

Rong Peilan pulled back her hand and put on a fake smile, "You should ask the child's father."

Ji Yunzhang, "..."

Is this a mockery of his lack of literary literacy?

(End of this chapter)