Chapter 8: The Little Maiden

The mansion is empty.

Wei Yan got a nice small courtyard, spacious and secluded, fresh and elegant.

There is also a garden and pond just around the corner.

It's just that the ground is full of fallen leaves, no one cleans it up, the grass is overgrown, and no one prunes it.

In such a big mansion, there are only five maids, and there are no servants who do chores, so where are they busy.

After Chen left, Wei Yan had to do it himself.

I cleaned the house first, and then I started to clean the courtyard again.

When it was over, it was dusk.

At this time, a fourteen or fifteen-year-old little maid, holding the quilt, came Shanshan, when she saw him, she blushed, bowed her head and said: "Son, the slave maid is called Hua'er, and she was sent by the second lady to serve you, and she lives in the ear room next to her." ”

As he spoke, he hugged the quilt and blushed, preparing to go to the room.

Wei Yan hurriedly said, "No need, I don't need to wait." ”

Although this is the rule, he is not used to it for the time being.

I just got free, and I just want to be quiet alone, but I don't want to be uncomfortable because of a little girl.

Who knows, as soon as he spoke, the little maid's face changed, her eyes turned red, and she hurriedly said: "Son, slave maid...... Slave ......"

As he spoke, he suddenly knelt down and said with tears in his eyes: "Childe, please...... Don't, don't drive the slaves away......"

Wei Yan was stunned for a moment, quickly helped her up, and said, "What's wrong?" ”

The painting said with tears in her eyes: "Slave maid...... The slave and maid have grown up here since they were children, and they have long since lost their families. If the son doesn't let the slave and maid stay, the lady will definitely drive the slave and maid out of the house, and the slave and maid will have nowhere to go, and they will starve to death......"

Only then did Wei Yan understand.

Now that the Wei Mansion is poor, it has long been unable to support these subordinates, leaving only a few necessary maids.

If he let the little maid go, then she would have no value and would definitely be driven away.

Raised in the house since childhood, she has long lost her home, and when she leaves the house, I am afraid that I can't even tell the direction, where can a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl go?

may starve to death, or may be sold to the Qinglou, with a bleak ending.

Thinking of this, Wei Yan had no choice but to say, "Okay, then you can stay." ”

The painting wiped away her tears and said, "Thank you, Childe." ”

Wei Yan sighed and continued to clean the courtyard.

It's really not uncommon for a few people to starve to death these days.

In the later period of Emperor Wu, the people were already overwhelmed by the reckless use of military force, heavy forced labor, harsh criminal laws, and natural disasters for many years.

In order to fight, not only the poor, but also the rich and officials, and even the princes, were oppressed so badly that everyone was resentful, and many peasant uprisings broke out.

If it weren't for the solid foundation left by Wenjing, I am afraid that the entire empire would collapse.

Fortunately, Emperor Wu finally woke up, and inadvertently left behind a great Han dynasty - great-grandson Liu was ill, so that the Han Empire on the verge of collapse slowly recovered.

After finishing the room, Hua'er left the small courtyard.

When she came back, dinner was served.

A bowl of porridge, a plate of green vegetables, a steamed bun, and the porridge is very thin, and the green vegetables have not yet been salted.

At this time, the salt industry was nationalized and very expensive, and some poor families could not afford it.

Wei Yan ate a few bites, and Fang remembered the food when he was in the cell.

At that time, there was not only salt but also occasional meat, which was obviously bought by the Lord Bingji with his own money.

When Wei Yan was eating, he saw the little maid standing aside, swallowing her saliva, her heart moved, and she said, "Hua'er, you haven't eaten dinner?" ”

Hua'er lowered her head and said timidly: "Madame stipulates that we can only have breakfast." ”

Wei Yan frowned, and his heart suddenly felt a little sour.

This girl is only fourteen or fifteen years old, she is developing, she can only eat one meal a day, and she has to do things every day, how can she eat enough?

He hurriedly got up, put down the steamed bun that he had bitten a few bites, and said, "You sit down and eat, I'm not hungry for the time being." ”

Hua'er hurriedly waved his hand and said hurriedly: "No, no, Childe, you eat, Hua'er is not hungry." ”

After speaking, his stomach growled twice, and his little face suddenly turned crimson, and he hung his head to his chest in shame.

Wei Yan sighed, broke the steamed bun into two, handed her half of it, and said, "Hua'er, eat it, if you don't eat it, I won't let you serve." ”

When the painting heard this, she immediately bit her lip, her eyes turned red again, so she had to raise her hand, take it tremblingly, and said with tears in her eyes: "Thank you...... Thank you, Childe. ”

Wei Yan quickly finished eating half a steamed bun and drinking half a bowl of porridge, then got up and said, "Eat the rest, don't waste it." ”

After saying that, he went into the house.

Standing in the small courtyard, with tears in her eyes, Hua'er said again: "Thank you...... Thank you, Childe. ”

Since she was a child, no one has ever been so kind to her.

Wei Yan lay in the room for a while, tossing and turning and unable to sleep.

In today's situation, it is obviously impossible to help Liu Ai take revenge, and it is obviously a fool's dream to want to be a marquis and pay homage to the prime minister.

The top priority is to earn money to support oneself first.

He is so depressed, he is afraid that Liu Yao, who will return to the Shi family when the time comes, will not be much better, although he has Bingji to take care of him, but he can't always trouble others, he has to rely on himself.

Yes, he has to support himself, and he also has to support Liu's illness.

Don't take advantage of the time when he is down, send charcoal in the snow, and make a good relationship, but I'm afraid that when the time comes, it will be too late.

But how to make money.

There are many ways to make money, and they should all be successful, but you must first choose a simple one with quick money to solve the urgent need.

It's uncomfortable not to eat meat for a day.

After feeling that the little maid had finished eating and cleaned up, he got up and went out of the room, and shouted, "Painting, come into the house." ”

When he was about to enter his room, his heart trembled, his face changed, and he froze in place, looking at him in horror.

Sure enough, Childe was going to let him sleep.

The little maid was flustered and afraid, but she didn't dare to disobey, so she had to blush, bow her head, and enter the house with a pitiful expression of resignation.

Wei Yan took her into the room and sat her on the bed.

As soon as Hua'er sat down, she hurriedly stood up and said shyly, "Gong...... Childe, slave maid go take a bath, okay? ”

Wei Yan was stunned for a moment and said, "Let's wash it later, I'll ask you something." ”

The painting blushed and had to sit down.

Wei Yan was about to ask questions when he suddenly heard a slight sound of footsteps coming from the small courtyard outside.

His expression moved, and he immediately whispered, "Sit here and don't move." ”

He blew out the candles, hid behind the window, and looked out by the moonlight.

In the small courtyard, two black shadows were tiptoeing, sneaky, and quietly approaching.