Ten Elder Brothers' Mansion.

The chief manager, Sun Defu, finally came back, and also brought back Dulan's dowry.

There are not many people, 27 people in eight families. Among them, there are ten little dolls that have not yet grown up. There were also eight Mongolian guards, six men and two women.

In other words, the actual available manpower in Dulan is pitiful.

"Heads up!"

Looking at this group of dowries with their heads down, Du Lan was not in a good mood.

These people are dressed in a very modest manner, and their faces also look malnourished. The point is their expressions, insensitive, as if they have lost their souls.

"You have suffered!"

Dulan sighed with emotion. The original owner of the predecessor is really a little bad, since he is short-tempered and unreasonable, why don't he know how to fight for the interests of his dowry?

Look, these ones are poorly dressed and not well fed.

They are all working as coolies in Zhuangzi!

"All hands out!"

"Palm up!"

Du Lan said lightly.

A group of people didn't understand what she meant, but did it anyway.

Although Dulan has never worked, she has never seen a live pig run, and she has eaten dead pork.

For people who often do manual work, the calluses on their hands are clearly visible. And these people in front of them, some of them have not calluses on their hands, but freshly ground blisters.

"Sun Defu!"

Du Lan turned his head directly and looked at Sun Defu.

"Didn't the people of Ben Fujin go to Zhuangzi to learn the rules? Then you explain to me, what is the matter with the blisters on their hands? ”

"Damn it!"

Sun Defu knelt down slightly.

When these people were sent to Zhuangzi, no one thought that they would ever be able to return to the capital. Then, the people on the Zhuangzi had to bully them.

"Master, you must be the master for us!"

Seeing that Du Lan was attacking Sun Defu, this group of people finally had a glow on their insensitive faces.

"Stand up straight!"

Seeing someone kneeling, Dulan immediately raised his voice.

"You must remember that we are the eagles of the grassland, and we are the sun!"

"Immortal Heaven is looking at us!"

In two simple sentences, a group of people were so excited that they burst into tears.

They always thought that this life was over, and they never thought about it again. They have long been desperate and hopeless. However, their master finally remembered them.

"Sun Defu, the people on the Zhuangzi are all sold to Ben Fujin!"

Dulan looked at Sun Defu very domineeringly.

At this moment, she did not have any humanitarianism or equality in her heart. As the master of these Mongolian marries, she has to make decisions for them.

This is the mainstream of this era.

Just like the battle between the Eight Banners, no matter whether it is right or wrong, the flag owners of each flag must first make decisions for their own flag people.

It's a matter of attitude!

"The minion will do it later!"

Sun Defu didn't dare to refuse.

"Don't think about the yang and the yin, if you dare to play small tricks. Ningguta is your destination! ”

Dulan spoke viciously.

has watched a lot of Qing court dramas, and this Ningguta is very familiar to Dulan. Because, every time someone makes a big mistake, as long as they are not executed, they are often "sent to Ningguta, and the people in armor are slaves".

Where Ningguta is, it doesn't matter!

It doesn't matter what the armor man does!

Anyway, it's a very unbearable punishment, and that's enough!

"Fujin, please rest assured, the slave will not dare to disobey the yang and the yin."

Sun Defu shuddered, even if he couldn't die well, he shouldn't be sent to Ningguta.