The Book of Raising Children by Houmen

Chapter 212 How can anyone be willing to sell themselves into slavery? (2)
"Mr. Zhao, what's the matter with you? Get up quickly..." Mrs. Xu liked Zhao Jing very much in her heart, but she couldn't stand outsiders' constant criticism of her. Besides, the matter of beating Han Chunhua yesterday It's true, she had already heard about it from a few maids when she got up early in the morning, and she wanted to figure it out, and it happened that Sun Yu'e and Mother Han were so anxious to come over to complain, "If you have something to say, you kneel like this, I will I'm not used to it."

Zhao Jing didn't get up, she raised her head and said to Mrs. Xu: "There are a total of 120 servants in the inner courtyard of the Hou's Mansion, and 72 of them were originally in the Hou's Mansion with a contract of sale, that is, the original emperor rewarded the old lady. The servants of Lord Hou. There are another 53 people who have no contracts of sale. These people say they are staying in the Hou's mansion and doing errands for the Hou's mansion, but they don't have any proof, and most of them are in the inner court. Those in charge, the comprador in the old lady's house, the steward in the sewing room, the steward in the family temple, and Sister-in-law You in the kitchen, all of these are not in the Marquis Mansion without a contract of prostitution, not to mention that they are all honest and reliable, just one Not honest and reliable, but it is easy to escape with money. The old lady probably wanted to ask me why I beat Mama Han's granddaughter, but I wanted to ask Mama Han, why are these people in the Hou Mansion? "

Mother Han was taken aback by Zhao Jing's question, and she paused for a long time before she spoke to the old lady, "Old lady, these are relatives from their hometown. Their life was not peaceful at the beginning, and they really had no livelihood, so they voted for the old lady. Those who came from the Hou's mansion are all old lady's fellow villagers, and they have been loyal to the old lady all these years."

"Since you are loyal, why not sign the deed of sale?" Zhao Jing raised her head and asked Mother Han.

"This... How can you sign a contract of sale? How can anyone be willing to sell themselves into slavery?" Mother Han couldn't even articulate what she was forced to say.

"Since you don't want to sell yourself as a slave, why bother to covet the money from the Marquis's Mansion?" Zhao Jing stood up holding her skirt, and said to Mrs. Xu, "The old lady wants to know why I beat that Han Chunhua , I told the old lady, because she said she had cast the wrong baby, and she actually wanted to serve tea and water for Sister Xian, and she was cursing there before she served tea and water, since she wanted to be the master, Then I will naturally let her lie comfortably on the bed and be her master."

"You..." Han's mother was stunned by Zhao Jing at this moment, she was always gentle and quiet, even if she showed a little momentum in front of the servants, she didn't scare herself as much as today.

Zhao Jing turned her head, glanced at Mother Han, and said with a smile: "In two days, it will be the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, and it's time for the moon silver to be scattered in the inner courtyard. Mother Han is free today."

Mother Han was shocked again, there was no expression on her stiff old face, and she didn't know how to deal with it.

At this time, Mrs. Xu also understood a little bit, but she really didn't understand these general affairs, so she turned her head and asked Zhao Jing, "Without a contract of sale, can't you work in the Marquis Mansion?"

Zhao Jing didn't know how to say this to Mrs. Xu for a while, so she smiled and said: "I can't tell the old lady clearly, but Mama Zhang is an old servant of the Hou Mansion. She knows it clearly. Madam will ask her later."

The old lady Xu nodded in a daze, but a little maid came in from outside, and replied with a smile: "Old lady, Lord Hou wrote a letter, and Steward Zhou sent someone to send it over."

As soon as Mrs. Xu heard that Xu Si'an had written a letter, she put aside all other things and hurriedly waved her hand: "Where is the letter, bring it here and show it to me."

The little maid brought up the small red lacquer carved tray, and there was a letter in it. The old lady opened the letter happily, but she was in trouble again when she wanted to read it. She just smiled and handed it to Zhao Jing, saying: "It's still you Read it to me."

Zhao Jing opened up her faith, but complained a little bit in her heart. In Xu Si'an's family letter, she didn't even mention herself...

Mrs. Xu received Xu Si'an's letter to report her safety, and happily returned to the Small Buddha Hall, Zhao Jing simply left, and when she arrived at the gate of Songhe Hall, she saw the woman running errands in the outer courtyard waiting for her at the gate. When she came out, she went up to greet her and said: "Mr. Zhao, Master Hou has brought you something, and the maidservant has just sent it to Ziwei Garden."

When Zhao Jing heard this, she was overjoyed, she didn't care about laughing in front of her servants, she turned around and walked briskly to Ziwei Garden.

The little maid had already put away the things and put them on the desk in the study. Zhao Jing went inside with a bit of joy, but she was afraid that she would lose her composure in front of the little maid, so she slowed down her pace and went in. Couldn't help reaching out and touching it.It was a wooden box inlaid with brocade, and the lock was inlaid with jewels, which looked very delicate.

Zhao Jing sat down, opened the buckle, and saw that there were several hairpins tightly packed inside, including sapphire, Hetian jade, emerald, and hibiscus jade.There is a piece of paper under the hairpin, and on it are a few words written in iron and silver hooks:
I don't know what color you like, so I bought them all.

Zhao Jing couldn't help but complained: This problem of spending money indiscriminately is exactly the same as that of Mrs. Xu.It's just... It's really sweet in my heart, it's like eating honey.

(End of this chapter)