The next day, after noon, Xu San, who had gone out to do errands at noon, returned to the guesthouse in Shanhai Town, reported a few words to Zheng Haizhu, listened to his wife's instructions, and hurried out again.
Huang Zude, the head of Jinyiwei's bodyguards, glanced at Xu San's back as he disappeared outside the door, and walked up to Zheng Haizhu.
"Madam, do you really want to take those bitches away?" Huang Zude asked.
Before he finished speaking, a pool of hot tea poured in front of him.
Zheng Haizhu put down the teacup, stared at Huang Zude who was wiping his face, and said coldly: "From yesterday to today, when you mention the women at the dock, don't you use other words besides the word bitch?"
Huang Zude's tea-drenched face showed shock at first.
Since the late autumn of last year, he was sent to Zheng Haizhu by Liu Qiao, the governor of Fusi in Beizhen, to accompany him out of the fortress. Mrs. Zheng never said a harsh word to him because of her status as a Shangguan. After inspecting the old site of Daning, she promised him a far better gift than
Being a young man in the capital will give you a better future.
Unexpectedly, instead of saying harsh words, he directly made a harsh move.
At this moment, although Madam was still speaking with a suppressed voice as usual, the stern look in her eyes was even more coercive than before Ma Xianglin and Mangui went into battle to kill the Tatars.
Huang Zude soon woke up.
He realized that Madam always addressed the pair of sisters-in-law whom she had supported yesterday by their names. She never even used the word "sister", let alone the word "bitch".
And Xu San, a thief like Xu San, doesn’t say the same thing either.
Huang Zude instantly understood that his wife was a woman after all, and things would harm others.
However, there is something wrong. The ladies from wealthy families in the capital clearly treat those who run the flesh and blood business with contempt, like pigs or dogs.
As Huang Zude's thoughts flickered, Zheng Haizhu threw him a cotton handkerchief sent by the inn clerk, and said in a calmer tone: "I will not pour this cup of tea on you in front of Xu San and your subordinates. But you
Think about it carefully, you are going to serve as a staff officer to General Ma like Zanhua Guerrilla, but you can't hear the sense of propriety in Shangguan's tone. Where is your brain?"
Huang Zude picked up the handkerchief and wiped his face.
Zheng Haizhu said again: "After talking about the brain, talk about the heart. Aren't the women in the dock's private houses forced to be like this by the world? They are already so miserable and have to pay flowers, silk and silver to the court every month to raise men. You guys
Wouldn’t it be a shame to speak like a bitch?”
Huang Zude defended himself a bit and said: "Madam, I, Lao Huang, didn't take any of their hard-earned money. Besides, I'm just a Qiu Ba, and I don't know how to speak like a scholar. When I was in Beijing, I ransacked everything.
Now, my brothers and I went to visit the brothels. No matter how close we became, I would call her that, but I would never be stingy about giving her money."
Zheng Haizhu leaned back in his chair, sighed heavily, and looked at the window grille illuminated by the spring sun.
Don’t focus on the lessons of this pure ancient man in front of you. In the next four hundred years, won’t the situation be much better?
Huang Zude looked at Zheng Haizhu's face and saw that the clouds on Zheng Haizhu's face had not brewed into a heavy rain again. Then he calmed down, weighed his caution, and said: "We are the hereditary royal guards who understand the superiority and inferiority best. Whatever my wife decides, my brothers and I will follow it."
That’s right. Madam said that the women at the port should be rescued from the fire pit, and they are tougher than ordinary little wives in the countryside. They can become female soldiers, which is justified by Madam. I just asked more, just because I was afraid that Madam would offend Ji Liao.
A civil servant."
Zheng Haizhu's eyes returned to Huang Zude's face.
This is like the thinking that people in the general staff should have.
Although Ma Xianglin is not a pure martial artist, and he is no stranger to the battles between various factions in the court, after all, when he becomes the commander-in-chief of a town in the future, he will mostly have plans in his mind to use troops to defend against the enemy, and the interests of the courtiers and border officials. I can't think about the details, I need subordinates like Huang Zude to consider and remind them.
Zheng Haizhu then completely put down his scolding attitude, nodded and said: "Zude, I understand your concerns. Wang Xiangqian, the governor of Jiliao, and Du Song, who are now in office, are on the same road as the civil and military. The customs money of Shanhai Town is The gifts are all managed by the Yongping Bingbei Road under the governor of Shuntian, and the flowers, silk and silver are naturally handed over to the gentlemen of the Yongping Bingbei Road. After all, Jun Song has a camp and can keep a town safe. He is in Shanhaiguan As a private port, the civil servants in Yongping will definitely turn a blind eye. But if I take the sheep away from the port, won't the wool gatherers be red-eyed?"
"That's right." Huang Zude replied in a muffled voice.
Zheng Haizhu stood up, walked to the door, and looked at the spring buds that were about to bloom.
"Then just hold on a little less each time. Zude, the people I want to save and use will never be unable to be saved or used. He Zhuo is the precedent."
…
Another day passed, at the end of the year.
The dusk was heavy, and in the distance in the direction of Laolongtou, under the majestic side wall, the waves piled up and rolled onto the rocky beach.
Li Huaihua and Liu Ping'er got out of the shack and looked back at the place behind them that had brought them humiliation but also maintained their livelihood for two years.
Then, their faces turned towards the roar of the waves.
They will not miss the shack, but they will miss their hometown.
Shanhaiguan, where the Great Wall of Ming Dynasty flows eastward into the sea, is their hometown and the only space they have been familiar with in their twenty years of life.
However, nostalgia and familiarity cannot stop yearning.
During the conversation with Mrs. Zheng, who fell from the sky, the two women, who had been buried in the mud by the world, seemed to look up and suddenly saw the dark clouds tearing open like ripped silk, and the glow, accompanied by "join the army, pay, travel, travel" New terms that were heard for the first time, such as "grain, four-pounder cannon, turtledove gun, camel gun mount", were scattered and flying.
There is a clear answer to the question "What else can we do?"
"You can be artillerymen, just like cavalry, chariot soldiers, or the infantrymen in Qi Shaobao's Yuanyang Formation in the past."
"Madam, besides me and Ping'er, can you ask for two more gunners? They are fellow villagers from the same village. They are stronger than the two of us. They also came here after the man died. Once, a sailor defaulted on the payment after nailing. They were the ones who chased that bastard all the way to the boat to get the money back. They were so righteous and we couldn't have a good place, but we didn't give them any luck."
After Li Huaihua made her request, she was pleasantly surprised to see Mrs. Zheng nodding her head.
At this moment, Li Huaihua and Liu Ping'er walked around several shacks where men were breathing heavily, and met up with the other two partners in the dark. When they were about to walk towards the city gate, they suddenly saw people far and near surrounding them. There were unusual movements in all the shacks.
More women, like cats walking at night, gathered quietly but resolutely.
"Sister Huaihua, will you take us to the nobles' place together? We can endure any hardship, even if we ask the Tatars and Northern Barbarians to kill us with one knife!"
Li Huaihua was stunned for a moment, and then looked angrily at the two sisters she wanted to take away out of good intentions: "The noble man told me that this first time, only the four of us will be taken away first!"
"We only told Ah Qiao, but no one else."
The woman named "Ah Qiao" timidly continued: "I, I only told Aunt Yu, no one else."
Yugu was known for her loud voice. As soon as she said "Sister Huaihua", Li Huaihua quickly stopped her and silenced her.
The darkness blurred the pleading and expectation on the women's faces, but Li Huaihua was convinced of the authenticity and weight of those expressions.
She glanced around and estimated that there were twenty people in total.
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