After picking and assigning new slaves, Chunmei ordered Zhu Junyi and Gao Sheng's braids to be cut off.

In the Qing Dynasty, braids are a life talisman, according to the laws of the Qing Dynasty, keep hair without a head, keep a head without hair, have a braid is the people of the Qing Dynasty, no braid is the remnants of the previous dynasty, or regarded as Fanyi.

Many of the Chinese immigrants in Batavia from the Qing Dynasty had braids, and there were many domestic servants and workers in the Zhu family's courtyard, but the domestic slaves were all accessories of the master's family, and they did not have so much freedom. Gao Sheng was absolutely unwilling, but Zhu Junyi didn't have these scruples, and he was even happier to relax in the back of his head, even if he wasn't cut off now, he had to find an opportunity to cut it himself, and frequently gave Gao Sheng a look, and the two brothers were finally happy, aggrieved and let others cut their braids.

Chunmei handed over the rest of the matter to Jia San and went back to the inner house.

As soon as Chunmei left, Jia San seemed to have become the master, shouting five and drinking six, and talked about the "Zhu Family Slave Rules" for half an hour, and her eyes always swept to Nina, speaking of which, in fact, there are only a few points:

"Absolute obedience, no disobedience.

Dignity and humility are orderly and insurmountable.

A porridge and a meal, not to be wasted.

The inside and outside are different, and it is strictly forbidden to move.

Words must be Chinese, and many words must be punished.

Teach and receive privately, and if you don't teach, you can be punished.

If the dog is buried in the vertebrae, the offender will be punished to death. ”

Jia San speaks Chinese, but it is mixed with a lot of strange accents and dialects, except for Zhu Junyi, Gao Sheng and Nina, who don't understand it, the other new slaves don't know what to say, you look at me, I look at him, all of them are flustered and at a loss. Jia San didn't explain, and after announcing the house rules, a black-faced house slave spoke again in the local dialect.

Zhu Junyi looked at the performance of Chunmei, Jiasan and the house slave coldly, and faintly felt that in the Zhu family, speaking Chinese seemed to be a status symbol.

When changing clothes, everyone received a pair of clothes, the high rose was a gray coarse linen gown with a belt, Nina's was also a gray coarse linen dress, and only Zhu Junyi was a small brown homespun coat, the fabric was not very comfortable to wear, but it was more delicate to the touch.

In addition to clothes, each person still has a wooden brand, the one who is promoted is Wu Sijiu, Zhu Junyi's is Bing Yisi, and Nina's is better, but it has not escaped the four gentlemen of Meilan, Zhuju, and engraved with chrysanthemum.

"No matter what you used to call you, from now on, your name will be on the sign." Jiasan's words made Gao Sheng and Zhu Junyi hateful, isn't this damn naming method intended to make people unhappy? One of the two brothers is a "dead uncle" (49) and the other is "going to die" (14).

Then, someone from the front yard and the back house came to lead the new slave, and the three of them had no time to discuss, so they had to look at each other, nod their heads, and take care of each other in their hearts.

The area of Bacheng Zhu Mansion is not small, the outer courtyard is seventeen or eighteen into the wing room, and the inner house is even more Biwa Zhu Yong, and the roof ridge is heavy. Zhu Junyi followed a maid into the middle gate at the junction of the front yard and the back house, a long corridor followed by the next long corridor, and a cross-courtyard and a cross-courtyard.

Zhu Junyi memorized the road from death, and figured out the complete layout of the inner house in his heart according to the courtyard pattern he saw, but in the end he gave up, and could only remember the road he had traveled - the Zhu house was too big.

The maid felt very strange, and said to herself: "The newcomer next to him either can't find the north when he enters the inner house, or he always goes the wrong way, your little brother is really strange and unflustered." ”

Zhu Junyi remembered his role, only pretended not to understand, and followed closely behind.

"At a young age, he was sold into slavery at such a young age, and his family was also miserable. Otherwise, who is willing to look so well-behaved? ”

Zhu Junyi felt strange in her heart, this maid seemed to be deliberately looking for something to say. Since you are careful in your heart, you naturally don't speak.

"You will serve the master in this inner house in the future, some rules have to be more careful, many places can not be messed around, some places are forbidden areas for slaves, a little carelessness bumped into people and things that should not be seen, at least you will be beaten and scolded, and at worst your life will be gone! We are all sold slave contracts, no more than those hired subordinates, our lives, no one cares. If you really don't understand something, you can come to me, my name is Lan Xin, and I am listening to the errand by the fourth grandmother. The maid reminded with kindness on her face.

Zhu Junyi had an idea, pretending to be restrained and confucian, scratching his ears and cheeks, and popping out of his mouth with a deflated stomach: "Sister...... It's so beautiful......"

Lan Xin was overjoyed, pointed his finger at himself and asked happily, "Are you praising me?" ”

Zhu Junyi nodded, lowered his eyebrows and said timidly: "I...... I just came here and didn't understand anything...... My sister is good to me...... People are beautiful, I ...... I like my sister. ”

"Giggle...... Lan Xin smiled very happily, and deliberately teased him: "You are so young, what do you know to be good for?" What is pretty? ”

"I don't understand, it's just ...... It's just that my sister is more beautiful than the sisters I've ever seen, and she must be beautiful. ”

"Hehe, little brother, you can really speak, who taught you? Your dad? Don't learn the flam tongue. ”

"No ......, no one taught me." Zhu Junyi's eyes were red.

"Where's your father?"

"My mother was gone last year, my father ...... I don't have a father, I haven't been born yet, my father is gone. ”

"Good poor boy. Shrewd! Lan Xin seemed to think of her relatives, and she was emotional, so she pulled Zhu Junyi over and leaned on her thigh, "My sister is also a child without a father and a mother, and she is a poor person like you, I will be your sister in the future, and the people in this house have seven or eight hearts, you have to be more careful, you can't trust others casually." ”

"Well, sister, you're so nice!" Zhu Junyi said in his heart I have to guard against you first, took advantage of the situation to grab Lan Xin's little hand, pretended to be pitiful and said, "Sister, I'm ...... I'm so hungry, can you tell me how to get to the front yard room? "He's not really hungry, he just wants to take the opportunity to inquire about the path to find Gao Sheng and Nina, so that he can act later.

Lan Xin didn't answer, just smiled and said: "Little hungry ghost, it's not okay now, you just divided your duties, and now you are the person next to the little young master in the sixth room, and the most important thing at the moment is to report to the little young master, not to hang around." When the little master approves your position, it's not too late for my sister to take you to eat. ”

Zhu Junyi was helpless, fortunately, it was only the first day, and there was no need to rush the escape plan.

The two chatted and walked, Lan Xin only thought he was a child, and did not pay attention to the embankment, but let him talk some words and get a lot of useful information. For example: the eldest young master and the second young master in the third room do not match; The old lady in the third room has always been indifferent to the sons and grandchildren below; Chunmei is only the fourth lady of the eldest young master, she is shrewd, and she was entrusted by the eldest young master to govern the back house; The young master of the sixth room is a cold face, and he is not close to anyone......

While talking, the two passed by a courtyard with a good view, a small pond in the middle, a rockery was built against the wall, and there were stone benches and long tables, and unknown herbs were planted in front of them.

was chatting, and bumped into several people coming in person. Walking in front was a half-hundred noblewoman in brocade clothes, with a typical archipelago face, half-black and half-white hair combed up, no other headdress, only two hairpins, wearing a large placket, long to the knee, low neckline inlaid with wide edges of the red brocade silk long jacket, a pair of embroidered gold and silver pattern trousers, stepping on a pair of soap shoes with red background and white edges, dressed simply, but a little graceful.

Lan Xin seemed to be a little panicked, pulled Zhu Junyi to the side of the road, bowed his head and knelt down. Zhu Junyi was stunned, remembering that there were few kneeling salutes in the folk houses during the Ming and Qing dynasties, but Lan Xin could kneel, he couldn't kneel, and the upright person of more than 20 years was not changed casually, Lan Xin pulled him a few times, and saw him standing still, so he simply stopped pulling.

"Lan Xin has seen grandma." As soon as Lan Xin spoke, Zhu Junyi remembered the big grandmother who liked to eat fast and had just died in the mouth of the fourth grandmother Chunmei in the front yard, and remembered the "carbon ash" at that time, his heart moved, and when he looked back, he saw the "carbon ash", but unfortunately he was in tears like rain, and his face was wronged, he didn't have to think about it, he knew what was going on, and he could watch a good show of palace fighting right now.

Sure enough, the eldest grandmother and her party stopped in front of Lan Xin, glanced at Zhu Junyi first, and saw that he was standing without kneeling, thinking that he was unwilling to surrender his identity to take care of a child, he snorted coldly and said meaningfully: "Sure enough, I learned from someone, and I didn't know how to be polite." Lan Xin, the people you bring are becoming more and more unruly. ”

Lan Xin's face was so ugly and ugly, but she was obviously afraid that the big would hang lower, and said cautiously: "Back to the eldest grandmother, this is a newly bought raw slave, and the fourth grandmother is assigned to the little master in the sixth room, and the slave is planning to bring it over to the little young master." ”

"Humph!" The eldest grandmother said disdainfully: "That cub is also a rude person, you are really good at picking, throw some rags to him, a rude master, and throw an equally rude wild seed, the sixth room is really lively now." ”

Zhu Junyi was furious, gritted his teeth and did not speak.

Lan Xin didn't dare to answer the stubble, and the eldest grandmother had to take off two decorative flowers from the top of her head, throw them on the side of the road, and said to Lan Xin: "Lan Xin! My head flower is gone, you go to the old lady's garden to pick the biggest one and send it to me. ”

Lan Xin was embarrassed: "Big grandma, the fourth grandmother sent Lan Xin to send someone to the little young master......"

"Isn't it just a delay! Just let this cub wait for you here, and when you finish my errand, it's not too late to take him to the sixth room. ”

"But......" Lan Xin still wanted to plead, but the eldest grandmother interrupted coldly: "Lan Xin! Ever since you followed the fourth, you've become more and more able to talk back. ”

Lan Xin's mind was cold, and she hurriedly said: "The slave is going to pick hairpin flowers for the eldest grandmother, and she must pick a few big and beautiful flowers......"

"It's not 'big', it's 'big'!"

"Yes! The slave and maid understood that only the eldest grandmother was worthy of the biggest hairpin flower in the garden, and the slave and maid would go now. Lan Xin turned her head and whispered to Zhu Junyi: "You are waiting for me here, but don't run around." Be sure to wait for me to come back. ”

After saying that, he got up and bowed again, and then went to the garden.

The eldest grandmother glanced at Zhu Junyi from the corner of her eye, seeing that he was still pretending to be stupid for unknown reasons, and sneered: "Let's go." ”

A maid behind her asked, "Doesn't grandma have to wait for Lan Xin?" ”

"What are you waiting for her to do?" The eldest grandmother glanced at the "carbon ash" and said, "I still have an account to find the fourth child to calculate." ”

"Isn't it because you feel sorry for Lan Xin?" The eldest grandmother looked at the maid in a flat tone, but her eyes were very sharp.

"Nope. No. No. The maid still had a bit of a brain, and hurriedly remedied: "The slave maid said the wrong thing, if you want to wait, Lan Xin and other grandmothers, the eldest grandmother has a noble status, and she should wait as long as she wants." ”

"Hmmm! That's right. The eldest grandmother said and led the team to kill the courtyard of the fourth grandmother Chunmei.

This palace fight scene is really exciting, but it's a pity that I got into it. Zhu Junyi smiled bitterly and laughed at himself. The eldest grandmother is a routine of killing three birds with one stone, instructing the people around the fourth grandmother to do their own things first, and slapping the fourth grandmother in the face, one of them; took the opportunity to rectify Lanxin, so that the people of the inner house were afraid, and secondly; Even if she finds the big grandmother, the fourth grandmother Chunmei, who is "fighting" with the big grandmother, must not have a good face for Chunmei, who has thrown her face, and the little wind she suffers has to continue to blow.

"This big grandmother, it's really not easy!" Zhu Junyi said to himself, "Let the little master stand here stupidly and wait?" Think beautifully! He didn't really have the consciousness of being a slave, so he simply walked through the corridor and lay down on the stone bench against the wall.

Let's say that Lan Xin turned a few small doors along the way, and saw an executive who was feeding the fish and contemplating next to the fish pond outside the garden.

The senior executive is about forty years old, with a scorched face, a very mediocre public face, wearing a lake-colored short jacket, looking more like a bookkeeper, but Lan Xin didn't dare to underestimate the gentleman in front of him.

"Executive affairs, I only did half of what you asked me to do." Lan Xin said to him word for word from picking up people to meeting the eldest grandmother with a frustrated face. The executives listened carefully and interjected from time to time.

"Hmm. That's it! The executive pondered for a moment and said, "It seems that you have said everything you want you to say." ”

"Everything that needs to be said has been said."

The executive asked, "Have you found anything?" ”

"This little hungry ghost is very simple, he doesn't understand anything, he just wants to eat." Lan Xin pouted.

Is it easy? I'm afraid it may not be. The executive seemed to be a little surprised, and said, "You want to go to the front yard, right?" ”

Lan Xin didn't expect that the senior management would have the ability to predict the future, and said in amazement: "Yes." How do you know in such detail? ”

The executive just laughed and didn't answer him, but only urged: "Grandma's errand is important, go get busy!" ”

Lan Xin didn't dare to ask more, so Shi Li went straight to the garden.

The senior management waited for Lan Xin's figure to disappear completely, then shook his clothes and said to himself: "The front yard room? Interesting! Interesting! It's so interesting! A four-year-old genius? Unborn demons? Looking up at the clouds in the northern sky, he muttered, "How similar it is to the master!" After more than seven years, the master must be more robust now. ”

One of the small fish is particularly powerful, struggling to kill a way out of the fish, grabbing the fish food and running away without a trace. "It doesn't matter what kind of spirit you are, as long as you pinch your seven inches, I'm not afraid that you will be disobedient and take the lottery for me! Muddy the waters...... It's good to touch the fish! ”

"Old man Zhu...... No matter what secrets you are hiding? I'm going to lift the lid of your pot and see what's inside! The executive patted the palm of the hand that had once held the knife, left a dull gaze in the fish pond and drifted away.

If someone were present, they would remember that there was also such a stare in the slave market in Erlang.