The poor women finally returned to the General's Mansion again, and one by one they lowered their heads and followed Xiao Yu into the Hanging Flower Gate. When the women in the courtyard saw that these women had returned, they all stopped what they were doing, stood up and looked at them, with all kinds of complicated expressions on their faces—some happy, some sad, some disdainful. Some women had a sisterhood with the women who came back when they got along in the house before, and wanted to go up to meet and greet each other, but when they saw Xu Ying's gloomy face, they quickly stopped their steps.

"These women are all put in the east podium, and they are put together with the women sent by the Tartars!" Xu Ying coldly instructed Zhang's second sister-in-law.

The women kept their heads down and didn't dare to say anything. In North China, the east podium is exposed to the west in summer and is directly blown by the cold wind from the northwest in winter, and the living environment is worse than that of the west podium.

Hearing Xu Ying mention the women sent by Huang Taiji, Yang Ming couldn't help but feel a stir in his heart, and the beautiful faces of the four women appeared in his mind. The appearance and attitude of these four women selected by Huang Taiji are only above these women in the General's Mansion, and they are never below them. Especially the flag woman, with her beautiful face, and the full-style "two heads" in front of her forehead and backwards, have a refreshing and delicate taste.

"Let's go, let's go to the east podium together." Yang Ming said to Xiao Yu and the women who returned.

Xu Ying was stunned, knowing that she was speechless, she couldn't help biting her lip fiercely.

The group walked down the verandah to the east podium, and from a distance, they saw several women pruning flower beds outside the verandah in front of the east podium, cleaning the fallen leaves on the ground. Yang Ming looked around, but saw that the flag girl was bending over to wipe the pillars of the verandah, and the strong and tight waist and hip curves made people think about it.

When the four women saw Yang Ming, Xiao Wei and a large group of people coming over, they quickly stopped what they were doing and got up to salute. When they saw Yang Ming coming to the East Podium for the first time, these women inevitably looked a little nervous, and they all had restrained and uneasy expressions on their faces.

"No need to be polite...... Yang Ming said to the women with a smile, but his gaze fell on the low-buried face of the flag girl, "What's your name?" ”

"Back to the general's words, the slave maid is the Ruyi of the Hitara clan." The flag girl lowered her head and whispered in agreement, with some Liaodong accent in Chinese, but she was very fluent.

After Nurhachi captured the towns in Liaodong, the city was full of Han people, Han people could speak, and Manchu people could speak Chinese, which was a common thing, and Yang Ming didn't care about it.

"The Hitara clan ......, it's the coat of the three flags, right?" Yang Ming thought about it and casually asked the flag girl Ruyi.

Ruyi's face froze, and then he replied softly: "Yes, the slave maid's family is a yellow flag coat......

Baoyi is the abbreviation of the Manchu language "Baoyi Aha". "Baoyi" means "home"; "Aha" means slave, house slave, slave. In the early period of the Later Jin Dynasty, Baoyi was a domestic slave possessed by the Manchu aristocracy, with no personal freedom, and was driven by the master to engage in housework or production labor. Sources include prisoners of war, criminals, bankrupts due to debts. The children of the coat are also clothed in the world. The collar made of the coating is called the collar of the coating, and it is also called the banner and drum collar ("qigu" is also known as "qigu", which is the transliteration of the translation).

Shangsanqi (inlaid yellow, yellow, white, only refers to the Manchurian flag, excluding the Han military flag, Mongolian military flag) coating is the interior government coating, all royal servants, their ancestors or Han, Manchu, Mongolian, but once subordinated to the Manchurian clothed flag, that is, forever as a domestic slave. Only some of the Baoyi and their descendants who had made great achievements would be carried by the emperor Jia'en, that is, "lifted" to join the Eight Banners of Manchuria, so as to get rid of slavery.

After the Qing Dynasty settled the Central Plains and unified the world, many people who were born in Baoyi became noble because of their meritorious achievements, and became important ministers of the cardinal, feudal officials, and even entered the cabinet to worship the prime minister, and became extremely popular ministers. However, in terms of traditional customs, its master still retains the status of a servant, such as the three generations of the Cao family who weaved for Jiangning, that is, the family of Cao Xueqin, the author of "Dream of Red Mansions", as a noble official, with a high level of cultural cultivation, but his identity is still a royal servant.

Of course, this kind of slave status is only nominal, but in fact, their identity and status are very different from those of ordinary domestic slaves, and they are not real slaves, and they can only be said to be a kind of historical legacy.

Specifically, Baoyi has an independent hukou, and the Baoyi flag person belongs to a kind of flag registration, which legally belongs to the "main household", and even they have their own "household people". Moreover, Baoyi has the right to personal freedom, and the Baoyi flag person, as an independent account, cannot be bought and sold by the owner. In law, the Baoyi Banner people belong to the "good people" and are also "upright", which is the same as the treatment of the Outer Eight Banners, and they are all "good people" treatment. Bao Yi can participate in the imperial examination, and naturally he can also be an official.

Songyun, a bachelor in the Qianlong and Jiaqing periods, held a funeral at the home of the owner of the Mongolian blue flag, although Songyun was already the "prime minister" at that time, but he could only honestly go to the master to welcome, cry and mourn. You must know that Songyun is only an ordinary banner person who belongs to the Mongolian Zhenglan Banner, and his status is higher than that of the slave coat, which can be seen from the status of the Qing Dynasty coat relative to the owner.

In fact, this is only a constraint of moral customs, not a mandatory obligation under the law. For example, this Songyun was known to Emperor Qianlong because he gave his master a low place to do funerals, thinking that he had lost the face of the minister of the court and dismissed him from the post of minister of military aircraft.

In the late Qing Dynasty, there was a prefect and his wife who had a banquet to invite the new prefect and his wife to dinner, because the prefect and his wife were full, so the prefect found a wife who was a flag man to accompany him. Who knew that as soon as the servant's wife came to the table, she saw the prefect and his wife, and her original restrained and respectful attitude was swept away, and the big lama sat down on the table, but the prefect's wife got up and stood respectfully on the side with food and wine. The magistrate was dumbfounded, and suspected that it was an illusion. Later, when I got off the table and asked, the servant's wife said that the prefect and his wife's family had been their own family's clothed slaves for generations, and the prefect knew that he had slapped the prefect's fart on the horse's hooves, and he complained bitterly.

In the west wing, Wang Cheng was lying in front of the table writing alone, and the sheep's pen fell on the paper, and the horizontal and vertical skimming was already a little presentable.

The poet Qingjing is in the New Year, and the green willows are only yellow and half uneven.

If you stay in the forest like flowers, you will go out to see the flowers.

It is one of the poems of a thousand families, "Early Spring", a work by the Tang Dynasty poet Yang Juyuan.

Yang Ming's enlightenment education method for Wang Cheng still adopts the traditional Chinese "Three Hundred Thousand Thousand" system, that is, the four books of "Three Character Classics", "Hundred Family Names", "Thousand Character Texts" and "Thousand Family Poems" form a complete set of Mongolian learning system, including basic astronomical and geographical knowledge, morality and etiquette, characters and utensils, landscapes, and standards for dealing with people. The content of these books is concise and timeless, and it is the enlightenment reading commonly used in private schools in China after the Song Dynasty.

The basic goal of Mongolian education is to cultivate children's ability to read and write, develop good daily habits, and be able to have basic moral and ethical norms. And master some basic Chinese culture and some common sense of daily life. This "Three Hundred Thousand Thousands" is an effective enlightenment textbook suitable for children that has been proven by historical experience, even in China before Yang Ming's crossing, children's Chinese culture classes still use this system to teach.

"Wang Xiaogongzi writes well!" Xu Ying walked into the room and said to Wang Cheng with a smile.

"Sister Xu......" Wang Cheng hurriedly got up and saluted Xu Ying.

"Little prince Wang doesn't have to be polite." Xu Ying smiled and asked, "What about Linglong?" ”

"I just went out, and I'll be back in a while." Wang Cheng said.

"Oh. Then Wang Xiaogongzi continue to write, and the slave family will wait in this house for a while. Xu Ying has always been polite to Wang Cheng.

Seeing Wang Cheng lie down in front of the table again, pick up the sheep's hair pen and write seriously, Xu Ying nodded slightly.

The place where Wang Cheng writes is the outer hall of the wing room, and the two rooms adjacent to the outer hall are one of the exquisite living rooms and the other is Wang Cheng's living room. Xu Ying casually walked into Linglong's room, only to see that the indoor windows were bright and clean, the table was neatly arranged with makeup and bronze mirrors, and the compact shelf bed was embroidered with lotus, lotus canopy, and mandarin duck silk quilts folded squarely.

What a clever and neat little girl! Xu Ying praised Linglong in her heart, and her eyes fell on an object next to the pillow on the bed.

It was a flowery plastic paper package shaped like bread, and the blue diamond-shaped pattern on the package was printed with the English trademark Libresse Xu Ying did not recognize, but it was clear that this thing did not belong to this era, it could only come from one person.

Xu Ying curiously picked up the "bread" and looked at it carefully. The packaging of the plastic paper has been torn open, and the pieces of soft things stacked inside make Xu Ying a little puzzled, she pinched it with her fingers, and turned the package over, and saw the schematic pattern printed on it at a glance, Xu Ying's hand trembled, and her face suddenly turned red.

"Phew!" Xu Ying secretly took a sip in her heart, and faintly felt a hint of vinegar, but then she was relieved. She hasn't passed the lactation period yet, so she doesn't need this kind of thing, and it's understandable that Yang Ming didn't give her this.

There was a light footstep outside the door, and then I heard a delicate and delicate voice, "Wang Xiaogongzi, there is no ...... after the words are written."

Xu Ying hurriedly put the "bread" in her hand back to its place, coughed, and stepped out of the door.

"Grandma Xu......" Linglong saw Xu Ying coming out of her room, with a look of horror on her face, and hurriedly curtsied.

"Sister Linglong doesn't have to be polite." Xu Ying smiled and stepped forward, holding Linglong's hand and pulling her straight.

Hearing Xu Ying call herself like this, Linglong's eyes widened in shock, and suddenly her face flushed, and she quickly lowered her head again.

"Young grandmother, slave maid ......" Linglong bit her lip and snorted.

"Sister Linglong, just call the slave family sister." Xu Ying smiled and said, "It's cold outside, my sister should be careful not to catch a cold when she goes out......"

"Wait for the slave family to ask Ruhua to bring you a mink on the shoulder......"

Wang Cheng stopped his pen, looked up at Xu Ying and Linglong in surprise, and suddenly shouted happily: "Sister Linglong, I told you a long time ago, I call Sister Xu Sister, and you can also call Sister ......."

In the east podium, Xiao Xi instructed the servants to clean the room and make the bed, and the returning women looked at Xiao Xi with grateful eyes while helping to clean up. Today, they can return to this general's mansion and have a comfortable room and warm bedding again, and finally have a place to settle down, and their gratitude to Xiao Yu in their hearts is self-evident. Xiao Yu saw all this in his eyes, but the corners of his mouth only smiled slightly. The women in the General's Mansion are probably in awe of Xu Ying, but these women who have returned are obviously convinced of themselves, and they will not worry that no one will respond to what they say in this mansion in the future.

Yang Ming stood in the verandah, holding a cigarette in his mouth, looking at Xiao Yu busy in and out, his delicate body was like a willow swinging in the wind, and he had a romantic posture in his gestures, and he couldn't help but feel it deeply in his heart. He took a deep puff of the cigarette in his hand and slowly puffed out the smoke, but saw Xiao Xi look back and look this way. Looking at each other, Xiao Yu picked the corners of his eyes, smiled at Yang Ming, and crossed the steps of the corridor with the emerald gown in his hand, the waistline of the gown tightened suddenly, and the tactful waist and hip curve trembled slightly with the footsteps.

"Xiao Ming...... Yang Ming stepped forward and grabbed Xiao Ming, put his hand on her waist, and lowered his head to kiss her.

"Tan Lang ......" Xiao Yu stopped Yang Ming, "Let the slave family finish the things here first, okay?" ”

"Well, hurry up." Yang Ming said in a deep voice.

Xiao Wei smiled at the corners of his eyes, looked at Yang Ming, and went to work on the East Podium again.

Yang Ming leaned on the pillar of the verandah, took a puff of his cigarette fiercely, threw the cigarette butt away, tilted his head and closed his eyes, and let the smoke circulate in his internal organs.

Suddenly, Yang Ming smelled a peculiar smell, which seeped into the bottom of his heart, making him feel inexplicably excited, but at the same time there was a deep intoxication.

The surface of the wine is ant-green at the beginning of menarche, and the singing lips are half-cherry red. The ice muscle is hazy for about the moon, as if the dark fragrance is floating.

This is the fragrance of primrose plums that bloom for the first time in the cold winter.

When I opened my eyes, I saw Linglong standing in front of me, and the brown fur of the mink around her neck trembled slightly in the cold wind, giving the little girl's pink and jade face a sense of grace and luxury.

"General, isn't it cold for you to sleep while standing here?" Linglong's big clear eyes looked at Yang Ming and asked strangely.

"This ......, oh, it's not cold......" Yang Ming didn't know how to answer for a while.

Linglong took off the fur under her shoulders and raised her hands around Yang Ming's neck.

"General, Sister Xu...... Grandma Xu asked the slave maid to invite the general to dinner. ”

"Oh, good." Yang Ming felt a burst of warmth on his body, and couldn't help but stretch out his hands and gently hugged the little lovely person in front of him.

With the warm nephrite in his arms, the aroma of primrose plum became more and more intense.

"Linglong, I gave it to you...... That, used it? Yang Ming gently stroked Linglong and asked quietly.

"Hmm." Linglong shyly buried her pink face in Yang Ming's arms.

In the west wing, the charcoal fire in the copper basin is like spring, there are all kinds of dishes on the table, and the rice wine is lukewarm in the fine porcelain cup. Xu Ying snuggled up next to Yang Ming, and the two sat side by side, pushing glasses and eating wine and food. On the other side of the table, Linglong held the pipa, bowed her head with a shy face and sang softly.

When the rain came to Nanxuan in the evening, I saw that the red makeup on the pool was messy. Gradually, the thunder is faint, and the rain is dispersed.

But smelling the lotus fragrance for ten miles, the crescent moon is hooked, and this beautiful scene is infinite.

The first bath of the orchid soup is over, and the evening makeup is left. I slept lazily at dusk in the deep courtyard.

The golden wisps sing, the blue tube persuades, and the banquet is arranged to the iceberg snow threshold. Qing world, how many people will meet?

Xiao Xi was busy for a long time, and finally arranged for the women to stay, and the beds, bedding, tables, chairs, and utensils were all set up, and he ordered the servants to cook some food and send it to the women. I came out to look for Tan Lang again, but there was still a figure of anyone.

Coquettishly, Xiao Yu searched all the way down the verandah, and approached Xu Ying's west wing, but heard the sound of the piano faintly. Xiao Yu's face changed, his steps became more hurried, and when he arrived at the door, the sound of laughter from the piano in the room was even louder, and it was heart-wrenching.

Ruhua came out of the outer hall of the wing room and bowed slightly, "Young Grandma, the general and Grandma Xu are in the house, and the slave will inform you......"

When he had finished speaking, his footsteps did not move.

Xiao Yu smiled coldly, stepped forward and reached out to pinch her picturesque pointed chin, holding up her Internet celebrity face up, the cherry mouth was twisted by the fingers, and the pink face was flushed.

"!" Xiao Yu scolded softly.

(End of chapter)