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Chapter 147 - Everyone has their own petty calculations
Everyone knew that Hu Niu's temper was not small, but Hu Niu was not small. Because she was doted on by Fan Lian since she was young, she brought Hu Niu to many places.
Xiao Letian was a man with great ability, being able to write books, make huge deals with the Westerners, and even lead troops to pacify the capital city, seeing his reputation rising day by day, how could such a person not be feared by the imperial government? How did grandpa Yue, who was loyal to his country, die? Wasn't it just because his power and prestige was too great that people were afraid of him?
Right now, Xiao Letian was definitely the same as well. The imperial government was definitely targeting him, and this Jiao Si'er was definitely not a good person.
”A Chou, remember this, from today onwards, no one will ever ask you about the old master, especially the guards around him. You should also know that those people are all bandits of Taihang Mountains.
”Mmm mmm mmm, don't worry miss. I will sew my mouth shut, but I won't say it even if I die.” ”But that Jiao guy is too much of a bully and he's even greedy for the master's money. I've heard them mumbling in the kitchen that the price of food in the house is three to four times more expensive than what it is on the market …”
A Chou was still unconvinced, there was nothing he could do, he could only beat her up every few days, and the two of them sat in this small side yard.
In the cold weather, the two girls were gathered together by themselves. Carrying coal to make a fire and boiling water to cook, they didn't make any noise or make any noise. They just quietly waited for the old master to return. People's hearts were all grown with meat. Gradually, some people pitied the two of them, so they secretly took care of them. If there was anything good to eat or good, it would be given to them.
At first, Hu Niu and A Chou were still on guard, but after a while, they slowly relaxed their guard, especially towards Multi Girl, where there were still girls like Qing Wen, Raider, and Ping Er. They took care of them the most, and slowly they built up their trust with each other.
Qing Wen, the assailant, and Ping Er were all high class maids in 'Dream of the Red Chamber', and had the highest rate of appearance. For the girls trained in the Faculty Division to have such names, it proved their identities.
No matter if it was poetry, poetry, calligraphy, painting, physical appearance, or even managing the finances of the old master in the inner chamber, they were all experts and top figures. Not only would they not provoke the old dog, Jiao Si Shu, they would also be able to form good relations with Hu Niu. At that time, no matter who won or lost, they would be able to profit from this.
Of course, as a woman in the inner chamber, the real backer was still the lord. Although the Jiao Si'er was domineering, but he was still just an old dog in the relationship between master and slave. True smart women would not listen to him, since Hu Niu had Xiao Letian's family heirloom, it meant that this woman was very important to Master, and could not be easily offended.
Xiao Letian never would have thought that while the Ryukyu was desperately trying to collude with the powers of other countries to scheme and plot against them, a war without smoke had already erupted in his backyard. The Great Mansion's soap opera had already officially begun.
After that, many years later, when Xiao Letian's good friend, the American priest Louis, recalled all of these things, he once said a very famous sentence. ”When Xiao Letian used the iron fist of truth and justice to smash an old world, the old world could only think of women and schemes to deal with my old friend.
And at that time, Xiao Letian's response was even simpler: A bunch of idiots tried to pull my IQ to be the same as theirs, and then use their abundant experience of idiots to defeat me; this was the strategy that Qing Dynasty could think of at that time. Pui … ”You're f * cking playing host to a slave, do you really think this grandpa cares?”
Of course, Xiao Letian didn't care that much, but the concept of a master slave was very marketable in the Qing Dynasty at that time. You say that the Jiao Si Shu is willing to lower himself to such a low level? But don't forget that when Jiao Si Shu kowtowed, there was still a servant who kowtowed to him. As long as you try your best to climb up, kowtowing to yourself twice is still a lot.
Being a servant would be beneficial. With the Manchuria Lord as a backer, he would not need to pay for her family's land, would the local officials not be eager to kiss ass? Not to mention, if you go with a popular master, then there would be plenty of extra work to do. Without mentioning anything else, with Xiao Letian's current reputation, anyone who came to visit him would not be able to open the door if he did not give the gatekeeper ten silver.
When the status of a servant was linked with a shining white silver hook, kowtowing a few times was not that embarrassing. On the contrary, it had become an honor. To put it in an unpleasant way, Manchu wouldn't be willing to take in coating as soon as he enters the test. Becoming a slave is nothing but a compliment to you, remember, be grateful!
”Gratitude, this servant naturally has to be grateful. Wuu ….” Thank you for teaching me the rules! ” Within the Forbidden City, Hairy # 2 who had his butt smashed was currently receiving a grateful education. No one would have thought that the one who would be visiting Hairy # 2 was actually the nine year old Emperor Tongzhi.
”Er Mao, stop screaming about the pain, Mother is teaching you how to act. See, didn't you get beaten up and take back your job? ”She's still the manager of the goldsmith's room, but she still lives in a single room and eats in the kitchenette. This is the empress dowager's favor, so you must remember it well …” Standing next to Tongzhi was his personal eunuch, Zhou Daoying, and the other was the latter who became famous later on, Li Lianying.
Mao endured the pain as he knelt on the bed, listening to the teachings of the two seniors. He didn't dare to complain at all. His mouth was full of thanks for the beating, and he even had to smile and say it.
The more he looked, the more he felt that this little eunuch was different. Although his every move was no different from the other eunuchs and he was just as obedient as them, from Er Mao's eyes, from the depths of his eyes, there was a kind of light that he could not understand.