Just when Taiyuan was in a turbulent state, Wang Ying in Chang'an did not feel anything special at the beginning.
In the early morning, Wang Ying, who was facing the sky, got up.
Although he was named a marquis and his living conditions have improved a lot, Wang Ying's habit of going to bed early and getting up early has been maintained over the years and has not changed.
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In the Han Dynasty, although sleeping in is despised by people, many children of the gentry also have the habit of sleeping in. After all, they do not need to work and have rich nightlife, so getting up early is undoubtedly a painful thing for these people.
Learn well for three years and learn bad for three days.
Fortunately, Wang Ying did not become a marquis because she became a marquis. Perhaps it was because she had not been a marquis for too long, perhaps it was because Wang Ying had no habit of the current life, or for some other reason...
Wang Ying stood in front of the window, staring at the sky getting brighter and dazed.
Wang Ying is not bad, but because she is restrained and has little words, she looks a little dull.
In fact, strictly speaking, except for a very small number of people who are really awkward to see, most people, some men and women, when they are in their teens and twenties, are basically not ugly as long as they are still on the standard line. They can keep their appearance from losing points. If they wear some suitable clothes, their appearance scores will naturally not be too low.
The courtyard where Wang Ying lives is not too big, but it cannot be said to be small. Three-in-one back garden, and there is also a two-and-a-half-story building. It is said to be two-and-a-half-story because there is a half-story attic-like lookout on the east end of the building, which means purple air coming from the east.
Wang Ying's boudoir is actually not luxurious or unique. At least for teenagers of this age, it is relatively stable. It is a girl's boudoir that looks very normal from any angle. It has a little red and green decoration and various small ornaments, but not much. Is there a girl red, but there are a little less, and a little more books.
After all, if you are like Wang Ying, you no longer need to use the female red to please anyone. There are still female reds in the room, and most of them are just used to pass the time.
The girl stood by the window, silent for a long time, looked at the new branches in the courtyard for a while, and finally sighed slightly and left the windowsill.
The sound of tiny footsteps came, and a maid walked in with a basin of water, "Little Mother, the water is coming."
Wang Ying nodded, reached out to take the scarf, and applied her face on her own.
Before he received the title, Wang Ying was almost a poor child, and even had to go out of the city every now and then. He was used to doing some things by himself, such as washing his face, etc.
In the era of abundant living supplies in later generations, perhaps the children in the city would think that "Qing Cai" is novel, fun and interesting, but for most Han women, the word "Qing Cai" is definitely not a fun thing.
Seven things to open the door: firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, tea. Firewood is the first priority. Without firewood, cooking rice, the chimney cannot smoke, and raw rice becomes immature. Therefore, every time you go out of the city to pick wood, you must bring back some firewood that can maintain your own cooking needs. Going up the mountain to harvest firewood is a hard work. If the journey is long, you must get up early and go into the dark. Climbing mountains and crossing ridges, cutting through thorns, cutting and carrying, and it is difficult to withstand its hardship without good physical strength, not to mention that as a girl, you may encounter additional risks at any time.
For example, the daughter of the Xiahou family met Zhang Fei when she was picking the woodcutter?
Those gentry ladies who were originally well-educated and had good reincarnation skills, let alone woodcutters, really don’t even know how to wash their faces, sweep the floor, cook, and wash clothes. If they really want to go to a strange environment alone, no one can serve them, and even cooking a meal can poison themselves to death.
After Wang Ying finished washing her face, the maid reached out to take the face towel and put it in a basin.
"What's the news outside these two days?" Wang Ying asked.
"Well, there is nothing new... but, um, it's just that someone in Taiyuan is bold and stole and sells weapons and supplies to the Hu people..." The maid put down the scarf in her hand, then walked behind Wang Ying, and began to comb Wang Ying's hair.
"Taiyuan? Stealing and selling weapons?" Wang Ying's heart was thrilled, and for some reason he suddenly felt a little nervous.
"Well, yes, the idle man in the shop said, very excited, as if they had seen it with their own eyes," the maid combed Wang Ying's hair while saying, "I want me to tell you, these people who steal and sell arms are really bold... I'm really not afraid of death..."
"What else?" Wang Ying was silent for a while and continued to ask.
『And...and Qinglong Temple, it is said that some great scholars have been confirmed, and they are ready...well, it is ready to say that they are going to "go to retreat"... Xiao Niang, what is "go to retreat"?" The maid skillfully straightened Wang Ying's hair, and then wrapped it in a red brocade band.
"It's just living in the same place and not coming out without finishing anything." Wang Ying said.
"Oh..." The maid nodded in a vague way, began to split Wang Ying's hair, and prepared to braid her hair.
There were already many hair styles for women in the Han Dynasty. Of course, there were no hair dyeing or sham. Generally, popular ones include triangular buns, double-ring buns, fallen horse buns, three-maid buns, etc., and even connecting wigs to the real hair, reflecting the fairy-like feeling of long hair, but those at home are relatively simple, generally with single tie or single knots, or for example, in the present, braid Yun Ying’s unmarried ones.
The red brocade band was mixed in the braids of hair, and then a bow was tied at the end, which was simple and beautiful. The maid was flexible in her hands and feet, and she braided it in a short while. She took out the bronze mirror and looked at it for Wang Ying, "Little Mother, is this good?"
Wang Ying looked at it and nodded.
"My little girl, do you want to apply powder?" the maid asked again.
Wang Ying thought about it, shook her head and said, "No need." She was staying at home, not to attend any formal occasion, who would you show her powder? What would you do if you were idle?
The maid responded and packed up her comb, washbasin and other debris and went out.
But Wang Ying began to recall what the maid said just now.
Taiyuan...
smuggling……
With the influence of some of the daily living habits of the General of the Cavalry, some words gradually flew into the homes of ordinary people, not to mention that they were like Wang Ying, who was considered a family within the gentry system.
The maid heard about the smuggling in Taiyuan, and it was fine if she had heard of it, but she didn't care too much. But for Wang Ying, she was a little worried about it.
Taiyuan is her hometown, but it has not left her any wonderful memories.
The title brought Wang Ying a relatively stable and prosperous life, but it also took away the simple and happy part of her.
When she was not a marquis, life was very hard, but there was no pressure in her heart. No one would calculate her, and she didn't have to figure out what others were. The things around her were simple and straightforward, and they were all about it. But as she became a marquis, everything became complicated and weird. Some people had a smile on their faces, but there was a knife in their hearts...
"Little Mother, Madam Zhen is here." The maid reported outside the house, interrupting Wang Ying's thoughts.
"Ah, please!" Wang Ying said as he greeted him.
Although Zhen Mi does not have a title, Wang Ying feels that she is worse than Zhen Mi. This may be in appearance, perhaps in psychology, or both.
"Sister Zhen, have you used it early?" Wang Ying greeted.
Food is the most important thing for people. Although this kind of greeting is a bit simple, it is better to ask "Why are you free to come to me today?"
Zhen Mi also knew that Wang Ying was not very good at etiquette, so she didn't go around in circles. She took Wang Ying's hand and walked into the hall. Before she could sit down, she asked in a low voice: "Have you heard the rumors in the market? Where in Taiyuan..."
Wang Ying nodded slightly: "Little sister just heard about it..."
"What do you think?" Zhen Mi asked.
The maid brought some slurry and dried fruits in this matter. Both of them stopped subconsciously, giving Wang Ying some room to think.
When the maid left, Wang Yingcai sighed and said, "Sister, please ask me, little sister, I'm really clueless now..."
Zhen Mi looked at Wang Ying and sighed slightly.
If it weren't for all female officials, they were all small teams under the cavalry, and they had some friendship. Of course, the most important thing is that if Zhen Mi wanted to continue to develop on the path of officialdom, necessary allies and reliable partners were essential. Wang Yin and Wang Ying, Xin Xianying, the female doctor Taicang Ying in the Hundred Medical Center, which Zhen Mi is currently in charge of organizing the birth care, postpartum diagnosis and treatment cases, etc., are all very important, and have some influence on each other.
Wang Ying is a banner, the highest position that female officials have reached now. If Wang Ying arrives, perhaps Zhen Mi will not be directly affected at the moment, but in the future, Zhen Mi will definitely not expect her to reach Wang Ying's height. The Han Dynasty has not had a female marquis for two or three hundred years. Wang Ying is the current exception. If you want to change from an exception to a common one, you must first make Wang Ying gain a foothold.
『Mistress of the Wang family…』 Zhen Mi said slowly, 『This is not someone else’s business… Let’s say so, I bet that if the person who smuggles in Taiyuan is finally found out, you will definitely be involved!』
Wang Ying was stunned, "Why? I, I have no relatives in Taiyuan... Why, how can I really involve me?"
Zhen Mi smiled, "If you really need to involve you, why must you be someone close relative? Back then..."
Zhen Mi quickly glanced around and approached a little, lowered her voice and said: "The relatives of the cavalry used the name of the cavalry, and the Pei family of Hedong used the name of Pei Juguang, etc. Have you forgotten? You don't think it has nothing to do with you, and you really haven't done such a thing, but the question is whether you think it's enough..."
"This..." Wang Ying couldn't help but feel a little panicked when she heard this, "What should I do?"
Zhen Mi said firmly: "Only save yourself!"
"Self-save yourself?" Wang Ying opened her eyes wide.
"Yes." Zhen Mi held Wang Ying's hand, "Taiyuan Wang family, regard you as respect. This honor was given by the emperor before, but now you need to maintain it yourself. What is "respect"? If you don't care about anything, don't do it, don't care about it, how can others "respect" you? If you don't show your means, how can others "respect" you?"
Zhen Mi sighed and said to Wang Ying, "I came from Jizhou before... I thought I could bear it, let it go, forget it, they would let me go. I have arrived here in Chang'an, farther from Jizhou than you are from Taiyuan? Thinking that they are in Jizhou and I am in Chang'an, the two ministers are at peace, the result... What is the result? Those people travel thousands of miles to Chang'an and are confident to take my caravan. Why? It's because I am a woman!"
"Yes, the initial capital was taken from Jizhou and from my mother, but the industry, caravans, from goods to personnel, from workshops to shops, which one was not managed by me personally?" Zhen Mi sighed softly, "But in their eyes, these have nothing to do with me... The key is that even the caravan shopkeepers under my command actually thought so! When my brother came, these guys fell over! Because? Because I am a woman!"
Wang Ying opened her eyes wide and was speechless.
『Now, you see…』 Zhen Mi said with a smile, 『Some people said I was stupid, saying that I donated so much money, but I didn’t get any good position, and some people looked down on me, saying that my current position was bought with Aduo… Haha, in fact, these two types of people are idiots, I am still doing business… Do you think the General of the Cavalry just likes money, and is happy to see me donate? This is underestimating me, and underestimating the Cavalry…』
Zhen Mi continued, "Think about it, can I continue to keep the shop owners and caravans who were moved by my brother's words? If I don't keep it, either change it or lay it down, right? But will this replacement, no matter how fast it is, affect the original business? Will it affect the business, and will it affect the wealth of the cavalry? Will the people who are cut off and replace it be so well-behaved? Will it not make a fuss? Besides, when I take action, even if I press this brother down, will there be a second brother or something? "
『It's simple now...』 Zhen Mi patted her hands gently, flipped her wrist, and moved her fingers as nimble as flowers blooming.『I only left the part that was loyal to me... and the other ones that fell... Haha, I donated them all... Others think I'm losing, and I laughed at others being too stupid! Even so, the cavalry still tried me with a hundred clinics. If I was in the hundred clinics at that time, I was afraid of things, avoiding things, and rude to do whatever I wanted, then no matter how much I donated, it would be a waste of money... In this way, girl, do you understand?"
Wang Ying took a deep breath, "Sister Zhen, what do you mean...it's like dealing with your caravan shops, dealing with the Wang family in Taiyuan?"
Zhen Mi nodded slightly, "My caravan, my shop, the source is here, and they are all in Chang'an, so I can handle it in Chang'an... And you... naturally need to go back to Taiyuan. Of course, before returning to Taiyuan, it is best to go to see the cavalry in person... After all, my caravans and shops are definitely useful to the cavalry, but what about your Taiyuan tribe members... It depends on the cavalry's meaning...
Wang Ying grabbed Zhen Mi's hand nervously, "Yes, but I'm a little scared..."
"What are you afraid of? I'm afraid of the cavalry eating you?" Zhen Mi smiled and patted Wang Ying's back of her hand. "Remember, only those who are reasonable can reason. If you are unreasonable, then don't reason... Although the cavalry is authoritative, the cavalry is still reasonable, so what are you afraid of? Well, the official party here wants to be a little bit too late. I'll leave first. Girl, think about it carefully, but the movement should be faster. It's best to put out the fire before the rumors burn on you, and then catch those who set fire... Otherwise, I'm afraid...
Zhen Mi patted Wang Ying's hand again, then said goodbye and left.
Wang Ying sent Zhen Mi out of the yard, then lowered her head with a lot of worries, walked back slowly, and sat in the hall.
To be honest, smuggling is a serious crime, but compared with treason, it is a minor crime.
There have been people who have smuggled in all dynasties. Many people have died of house raid because of smuggling, but because of smuggling, other tribes have been implicated, resulting in the destruction of nine tribes. There are basically no ones who have committed rebellion. Basically, they are infected. Not only will they kill themselves, but they will also affect the family. The three tribes are normal, and there are also five tribes and seven tribes, and it is not too rare for nine tribes to be considered.
So if it is really controlled within the scope of smuggling by some people, it may have some impact on Wang Ying, but it will not affect his title.
When Wang Ying thought of this, he suddenly realized something in his heart.
For Zhen Mi, those caravans and shops, workshops and goods are things that others covet, so for Wang Ying, her title is the treasure that those people covet...
"Huh..." Wang Ying held his hands tightly together, shaking slightly. She felt endless malice spreading around her, hiding in various dim corners and narrow gaps, waiting for Wang Ying to pounce on her when she was not paying attention, bite and swallow.
This reminded Wang Ying of the licentious men she met when she left the city to pick a woodcutter...
She avoided and ran away. She swallowed her anger and did not help her get rid of the entanglements of those sluts. Even though she was still very thin at that time, she did not grow up. She was discovered by those sluts that she was a woman. The key was that she had not been followed by adults, and she quickly changed from teasing to touching her hands and feet.
Wang Ying's hands were trembling, just like that day, she was holding a hatchet and trembling.
She had no choice but to lean her back against the big tree, holding a hatchet in her hands to resist.
The libertarians could not take advantage of the situation and were at risk of being injured. In addition, Wang Ying was thin and small at that time, and he could not reach the level of lustfulness that made those libertarians desperate, so the libertarians left cursingly.
Since then, Wang Ying has never put down his hatchet easily at any time.
She thought that after she became a marquis, she would no longer need to carry that hatchet, but unexpectedly, she now...
Chapter completed!