Legend of Concubine’s Daughter Minglan

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This night, the two said for a long time, until they were deeper and deeper, they went to bed.

Ming Lan sleeps very heartache, even in her dreams, she can't wait to lick her chest. Gu Tingyi didn't make much tossing. She only slept with her, and Minglan was secretly stunned. He just remembered his death and he was embarrassed.

The man is in a hot fire, and his life is surrounded by Ming Lan in his arms. Ming Lan seems to be sleeping in a stove. It doesn't take long for him to sweat out. He wants to kick the quilt, but only kicks his toes and hurts. A few words 'toe pain', then felt a big hand with a thin scorpion to lick his chubby meat toes. At first it was a pain, but it changed its taste when it was squatting. Minglan twisted her waist and tried to get rid of that hand. She said, 'Think about your poor mother', but without this courage, I have to say: "You have to go early tomorrow."

The man seemed to pause, and the uncomfortable twisted, and the more and more the Ming Lan hoop was tightened, and he smashed several times on himself.

I don't know how long it took, the sky was twilight, Minglan squinted her eyes, looked at the curtain blindly, reached out and touched it, and she was empty. She woke up and shouted: "...Master?"

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Minglanmumu sat on the bedside, and the early morning was the beginning of Yongzheng. Counting the distance, Gu’s comrades probably didn’t sleep for two hours and got up. It’s no wonder that it was so easy to stop last night; it’s not easy to be an official in ancient times.

"Who is serving the old man to wash?" Ming Lan's voice is still a little ethereal.

"We are also late, and the loss of Xiahe, the two of them still remember; returning the girl to give a value, so good to serve the lord on the early morning." Dan Tang squinted at the body of Ming Lan buried in the brocade pile, bare shoulders The old marks have not faded and the marks are on, and there is a piece of cyanosis. There is only one red and delicate rope on the neck, and the bottom is a belly pocket with green onion and green tails.

Dan Tang looked at Minglan's eye circles still black, angry and distressed, and took a white cotton jacket to Minglan.

Ming Lan stayed out of bed with Dan Orange, suddenly remembered something, opened Dan Orange, barefooted on two thick feet and stepped on a thick carpet, and walked over to see more leaks - hey? Only at the beginning.

The initiation of Minglan Mumu stayed, and the situation is very strange. No one in the government needs her to ask for security, nor does she need to worry about it. Her husband went to work again. Does that mean that she can sleep again?

Thinking of this, she ran back to the bed straight, squinting her bare feet and drilling in the quilt.

This set of action Dan Orange is no longer familiar, she screamed and slammed Ming Lan, and scorned: "Girl, you can't sleep anymore, you can have more things here today; the mother who has just arrived is already talking. Say that a group of people will gather in the front hall, waiting for the girl to instruct. You sleep again... sleep again? I can call Cui Mama!"

Minglan got up in pain and soaked in the large tub for a while, only to feel comfortable. The soft horns of the house gradually lost their brilliance, and the sky was getting brighter. Minglan sat in front of the stage. When Dan Orange combed his hair, Xiaotao came in and said: "The Lama and Liao Yongjia of the management are coming."

"Call them to come in." Minglan whispered, "Dan Tang, don't go out today, comb a neat scorpion, and let it go, don't tighten my scalp."

Dan Tsing’s craftsmanship has been handed down by the mother. After 10 years, the service of Minglan has already been cooked. It’s very easy to move it up. It’s just like three, five, and two, and the other hair is finely braided. Into a few small flowers piled under the scorpion, slowly go up to the small beads and gold beads.

After a while, a round-faced, short middle-aged woman and a thin, black-skinned woman came in. Her face was full of smiles, and she looked very respectful. Minglan slightly decapitated: "Lai Ma, Liao Yong's wife."

The two men got up, Lai first smiled and said: "Please give my wife peace, my wife feels good today; originally the old slave should have been pleased to the lady, but the lady is busy doing these days, but the master told me yesterday. Said that today's wife wants to see the slaves at home."

Ming Lan smiled and was quite amiable: "It's still, everyone is here."

“Mrs.’s head back showed that the big guy had been waiting for it early.” Lai’s mother smiled very flatly. “I don’t know...”

Ming Lan looked at the drip on the side and said: "After half an hour, Zhaohuitang will see you. You divide the family's people into one."

Lai’s mother groaned, and the Liao Yong’s wife suddenly looked up and cautiously asked: “Don’t ask my wife, how do I divide it? According to the errand, is it still according to the family?”

Ming Lan looked at her with a slight appreciation and said: "According to the errands, one errand is standing together." Saying, watching the mother thinks that she wants to talk, Ming Lan turns to say: "Lam mother was too If the lady is in a bad position, then you will take the lead and stand the other person from Ningyuan Houfu."

That Lai’s mother barely smiled: “It’s all family, why bother?” Before the departure, Mrs. Tai’s special instructions, saying that the wife is the best temper, let us serve.

Ming Lan slowly turned from the front of the stage and looked at her quietly. She looked straight at her mother's heart and looked at it for a while. Minglan's mouth was faintly smiling, with a cold politeness: What do I say, what you do is." There is no reason to give it.

Liao Yong’s wife was quite surprised. She quickly glanced at Minglan and then lowered her head. Lai’s mother looked at the face of Ming Lanmei’s snow and ice, and gave birth to awe and nod.

The two went out to Jiayuju, and the two laughed and resigned each other, splitting in two directions.

Liao Yong's wife was young and her feet were fast. She walked out of the hall and quickly walked out of the lane. There was a group of daughter-in-law who was waiting for her. When she saw her, she immediately came up and hugged her into a corner and asked her.

"What kind of person is Mrs.?"

"Can your temper be good?"...

Liao Yong's daughter-in-law said: "I can't really come out, young, delicate flowers, like this, it's such a powerful power! The talented Lai has touched a nail, you are all honest, don't ask yourself!"

At that end, Lai’s mother also returned to the servant’s courtyard. In the face of questions from others, she only said one thing: “I’m afraid it’s awesome!”

Ming Lan sat alone in the right tip for breakfast, while frowning and eating a not very delicious fried cake, while slowly recalling what she saw last night, the account first put aside, first look at people, Ming Lan passed the staff After the list, the brain quickly sorts out the information.

There are a total of 62 servants in the Dudu government. For such a large government, people are actually a little less.

These people can be roughly divided into three categories. The first one is bought from the outside after Gu Ting's establishment. There is no foundation, but it may be possible to say which forces are on the bar. The second category is the reward of the emperor. Most of them are punishable. The slaves, who are destined for a little bit, may also be mixed with some of the former ladies, which must be noted; the third category is the four-bedroom person sent by Ningyuan Houfu, who sent the two-room man, the four old ladies. And the five old ladies each sent a room.

Oh, yes, and the people she married with.

After breakfast, Minglan slightly arranged the makeup, wearing a home-made goose yellow-branched green plum blossoms on the scorpion, the outside is a light-smoke pale willow-colored crepe, a bright body, led by a group of hoes Go to Zhaohuitang.

At this time, the sky is bright, the four sides of the fan are all open, and there are four medium-sized paintings hanging on the wall on both sides of the east and west. On the north wall, there is a high-hanging royal treasure given by the present sanctuary, and a bright and beautiful mahogany on the bottom. The Eight Immortals table is lined with wooden handrails. The lower two rows of pens directly discharge a number of short back wide chairs, and each of the two chairs is separated by a small wishful carved square. On the ground is a polished, brilliant blue slate with a dark red velvet carpet in the middle.

A good hall hall! The momentum is grand, the atmosphere is magnificent, and the high spirits are taken care of.

Ming Lan looked at the mahogany high back chair, concealing that this chair is actually more powerful by the old man of the old lady; but she is now the mother of the house, except she really has no Someone else can sit.

She calmly stepped forward and sat down. She had a tea tray waiting for her. She was busy with tea, and Ming Lan slightly bowed her head. She looked up and saw the outside of the hall. It was already dense from the stairs. Standing full of people, clearly divided into several large blocks, several stations are very neat, and several stations are very loose.

Liao Yong’s wife took a step forward and bowed her head and said: “Mrs. Hey, the people in the house are here, except for the four who have left the front door, and even the kitchen has come.”

Ming Lan was very satisfied with her simple style, and looked at her with appreciation and nodded.

Liao Yong’s wife seems to have been encouraged to point to the few rows of people outside. She briefly introduced: “These are the special students who cleaned up and cleaned up.... These are the people on the needle line. These are the ones bought by the tube. It’s the nursing home, these are...” For a long time, she pointed to the girls who were still younger in the corner. “There are still no serious errands. I often say that after the lady’s entrance. I slowly taught the rules and then called them. Now I will help you first."

The little girls stunned and looked at Minglan. They saw Ming Lan’s bright, watery scorpion look over and immediately bowed his head.

Ming Lan followed the fingers of Liao Yong’s wife and found that the emperor was still very reliable. The slaves sent were mostly young and strong, and there was no such thing as a very old one. The girls looked at the waters too; Minglan carefully wrote down The people of that type of work looked neat, and those who looked loose, then wrote down their lead.

Finally, Liao Yong’s wife hesitated for a moment, whispering: “And, behind the courtyard, Jingjing Pavilion... oh, the Fengxian girl in the banquet, the two big gimmicks around her are not in the government, ……not coming."

Ming Lan slightly frowned: "What is the name of the yard?"

Liao Yong’s wife reacted very quickly: “I used to be Jingjinge. Later I was changed into a banquet by Fengxian girl....The lord didn’t work hard, and everyone followed.”

Ming Lan did not put a word, only looked at her smile, Liao Yong's wife suddenly a sudden sudden head, bowed down; Ming Lan heart smiled: It seems that this Fengxian girl is quite high, not only did not dredge, but also provoke A lot of people are tired.

Then, Minglan turned to look at Lai's mother. I saw a few people standing on the steps next to the door. The Lama smiled and introduced: Lai Jia and Hua Jia were sent by Mrs. Tai, who is The four rooms were delivered, and the family was sent by the five rooms.

After the introduction, everyone went to bow to the Ming Lan Shantou, and called for peace.

Such a big girl screamed at the scene, Ming Lan was somewhat uncomfortable, but she tried hard to hold back, calmed up and smiled, gently put down the tea bowl, and casually folded her hands on the legs, Lang said: "Master It is said that this Zhaohuitang is not easy to open. It is only after the holiday or the visit of the guests. I thought about it. Today, I will meet with the big guys. It’s a big deal, and I will open the hall. It is also officially seen with everyone."

The reactions of the people under the head are all different, or moved, or happy, or have doubts, or smirk, and so on.

Ming Lan looked at the reaction of everyone, and then smiled: "In the future, we are our own people. Of course, before that, I didn't know you, so I don't talk about it today, but only I am familiar with being familiar with you."

As I said this time, everyone in the ranks is confused, I don’t know why.

Ming Lan did not explain it. He only waved his hand at the back. Dan Orange was ready. He was asked to put a small pen in the hall. He had a pen and ink on his head. Then, if the eyebrows were sitting on the pen, Dan Orange stood aside. Xia Zhuyu was born and went forward.

Dan Orange smiled and said: "Don't be afraid, let me ask you, how old were you, how were you born?"

Xiazhu is awkward, Mumu Road: "Thirteen years old, Tu...Dun Village, Tudun Village on the west side of Tongzhou."

"Several people in the family? What are you doing?" Dan Orange handed a piece of paper and asked neatly.

"Hey, mother, hey, there are three older brothers, two older sisters, I... I am the youngest; my family is a farmer."

"How come to the house?"