Legend of Concubine’s Daughter Minglan

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The night in the mountains is cold, and the moon is not finished. Minglan is huddled into a group of sleeping. Gu Tingzhen is like a mountain, holding her body. She is squatting all night with her cold hands and feet. Her cold body is attached to a man with a small stove. The body is very comfortable.

This night, the man slept very comfortably, remembering the way Minglan was forced to ask himself before going to bed, his face was red like a cooked chubby octopus roll, and he bit a bit of a small white tooth, and finally he couldn’t hold it, almost The embarrassed to climb the window and flee, the man can not help but laugh in the sleep, Ming Lan will be angry with his chest.

The next day, the day was not bright, and Gu Tingyu led a group of relatives, such as Xie Ang, to go to the western suburbs.

"If you are busy, don't rush back at night." Ming Lan muttered with a sleepy eye. "There are many nursing homes, you can rest assured."

"I know, there is something you have to take your own ideas." Gu Tingyi kissed her warm cheeks before leaving Zhuangzi.

Minglan is not bad, there is the face of the dragon and the dragon, and the two squatting guards on the side of the house, the black house is very honest, the Minglan is far away. Behind the screen, the command was directed.

Like Ba Laofu, who is in charge of the management of Zhuangzi, he knows what to say when he asks the main family to ask questions. He brought a group of in charge and Zhuangtou in the morning to give Minglan a smile, and put on a smile on his face. The material of a stomach should be said to listen to Minglan. Who knows that Minglan did not ask a sentence, only one sentence did not talk to Ba Laofu.

Ba Laofu and others couldn’t figure it out, but they had to answer one by one.

"Mrs. They are all coming." At this time, the whole column of the daughter-in-law squinted back and forth.

Through the screen, Ming Lan’s clear voice was very kind: “Call them in the order of the booklet.”

From the case, Dan Orange took the roster of the talented Ba Laofu and slowly read it. The public management still did not understand what happened. I saw that Gong Sunmen commanded several family members to carry a half-man’s height. The basket came in.

When the jingle was heard, it was the sound of copper and iron, and it was replayed on the floor of the hall. Everyone turned their heads and looked at it. It was almost scary to jump up - it was a full basket of copper coins; the light of the morning light was piled up The copper coins that wrap around the big red ropes are full of exciting blue-gray, and everyone suddenly dazzles.

Ming Lan is light and fluttering: "They have been working hard this year. Now that Zhuangzi’s surname is Gu, I came back with a little money, and I am happy to be happy."

"Madam, this..." Ba Laofu faintly felt bad.

I haven't waited for the public to react. The whole column daughter-in-law has already sang a name in a loud voice. When she comes in a tenant, she will always send a big sum of money. Then she can ask the old man who has 60-year-olds to have more than three hundred dollars. After the end, Dan Tang quits a sum of money and a name; then the farmer holding the heavy money string, still in the fog, the footsteps swayed out of the hall.

When the first few villagers came in, they were still weak or trembled. After they sent out five or six, the tenants waiting in the back were all heard the news, and they learned that there was a good thing for the family to enjoy the money today. Hot oil pans, noisy in the front yard, they came red when they came in, they were beaming when they went out, and they were full of good words.

Zhongzhuang head management face to face, do not understand the meaning of Ming Lan, some face is not flat, and some turned to loud and charming Ming Lan's kindness; Ba Laofu but his forehead gradually saw sweat. With such a crowded eyes, Zhuangtou stared at him, and Minglan was not afraid that these tenants would lie on the old man at home.

There are a total of 62 hectares in the recorded fields of Heishan Village, and thirty-three households with recorded records. Together with the old people, Ming Lan sent a total of six or seven thousand yuan in the morning, almost empty.

There was a small episode in the middle, because I heard that there was money to send, and then came several tenant farmers. They kept talking about the tenants of Heishan Village, but their names were not in the book; Ba Laofu immediately took down the sweat of the beans. . I don’t see Minglan angry. I only smiled and sent money to these ten farmers. I haven’t waited for Ba Laofu to come up with a statement. Ming Lan has told Cui Ping Cui’an two brothers to bring a few Zhuangtou and a team of guards. Jia Ding, went out to measure the land.

Ba Laofu only understood the intention of Ming Lan, suddenly no one was scared, and wanted to defend one or two. Ming Lan waved his hand lazily, letting people disperse and rested.

Upon returning to the inner room, Xiazhu couldn't help but say: "The day before, Madame told the account to prepare some loose money. It used to be like this." She didn't dare to talk, but she obviously regretted the distressed color and used her eyes to Minglan. Tell your own mood.

Xiaotao is a calm face, she always thinks that Minglan is right, Dan Orange teas for Minglan tea, whispered: "Why don't you ask the lady about Zhuangli, you didn't ask a few questions in a few days." What about us."

Ming Lan said: "They want to say what I listen to, not necessarily what I want to know; I want to know, they may not be honest."

"They dare to deceive the lady!" Dan Orange frowned, angry and undulating his chest, then whispered, "What do you want to know, look back and ask for it."

Minglan sipped a warm tea and carefully watched the official kiln in the hands of the kiln. He said, "There is nothing, but I want to know how many fields there are in Zhuangzi. How many tenants there are."

In addition to these two, the rest, such as concealing accounts to engulf renting money, etc., can close the door to slowly cook, from the management to the Zhuangtou, the situation is in the hands of Minglan, there is no accumulation Years of seniority, how to deal with it.

Ming Lan’s money is not white.

When the Cui brothers went to measure the fields, the tenants who had some concerns about the management of the Zhuangtou were very enthusiastic, and they were more flexible. They glimpsed some clues, and everyone pointed out the way. What should be said should not be said. They all shook out, and several things and Zhuangtou’s rushed group turned, but they succumbed to the murderous eyes of the Tujia brothers.

However, in just two days, Cui Ping’s Cui Ange and his children clearly recorded the amount of land in the vast area. They also recorded the thickness of the farmland. Gongsun Meng dragged a manager to write, and set up the tenants who were not registered. Visited.

The face of Zhongzhuang’s head is getting more and more ugly.

These days, Gu Tingyu only came back for two nights. It seems that the school is getting busy. Some military camps have been eating empty. The inspection and inspection of the treasury is not very good. Every time I return to Zhuangzi, I ask Ming Lan to be in a dilemma. Things, Ming Lan did not want to disturb him, then there was nothing to do, Gu Tinghao was very tired when he was busy day and night, basically fell asleep.

On the third day, after the checkpoint was completed, the Cui brothers and A Meng turned in the volume, and the situation was clear: Black Mountain Villa added 690 acres of fertile land, plus four or five tenant farmers, and was told by some enthusiastic people. A few secrets, including Ba Laofu, have set their own fields outside, but they are in the name of relatives.

Ba Laofu and other people who are sweating in front of Ming Lanmen do not dare to wipe.

Ming Lan sat inside, slowly flipping through the volume, only a faint sentence: "You are the slaves of the sinners. When the government was copied, you are generally sold with you. You are with What Zhuangzi rewarded, now the government has called for a clean copy, and you have hidden many of these furniture, which is a good slave."

The tone is very light, but the meaning is extremely powerful. Everyone is gimmick, and pleading again and again, the forehead of Ba Laofu is bruised and looks up: "They are all small pigs, and the little ones are wrong. I only hope that my wife will give me a favor, and we will sell the outside of the farm immediately, and the money will be handed over to the public..."

"Nonsense! Is the lady eager to show you a few dollars?" Dan Orange shouted loudly.

Several executives continued to swear, Ming Lan stunned them for a while, and eased the tone: "But you are the old man who made the government, the hard work of the years, and the savings are nothing."

The next few listened to Minglan's tone, and couldn't help but loosen the face. Who knows that Minglan's words turned and continued: "But you conceal the land on the village and save the house, but this is a family rule, if so Forget it, everyone will be like this, Gu Jiazhen is not a mess, this is really difficult..."

Zhongzhuang head management is in a hurry, only waiting for Minglan to fall, Minglan sees them look a burst of white, feels almost, and gentle: "This way, wait until the official business is over, let's talk."

After saying this sentence, with all the books and famous books, leaving two management accounts and several guards from the government, Minglan left the Black Mountain Village, and the couple gathered in Guyanzhuang that night. Ming Lan sees that Gu Tingzhuo still has a bit of spirit and talked about things a bit.

"Do you want to exchange the fields for the emperor?" Minglan's expression was very upright. When she was a child, she always paid the money.

The man’s original brow couldn’t help but let go, laughing: “When the emperor gave Zhuangzi, how many fields do you have?”

Ming Lan shook his head.

"We have found out that we have been bullied by our slaves, and we are not encroaching on the people. What are you afraid of?"

Ming Lan felt that it was also, and she concentrated on Gu Tingyan's wet hair. Gu Tingyi saw her look relaxed and slightly different: "They are so bullying, are you not very angry?"

"...It's really not very angry." Ming Lan looked up and thought. "They are greedy for some money fields, but they are still measured and they have not forced the tenants to die."

In these few days, I checked the points. Minglan found that most of the tenants in Zhuangzhong had a good time; they did not sell children, nor did they starve to death. The guys in Heishan Village gave Minglan the impression that they are not courageous and collectively love the thief.

But because of this, the slaves of this Zhuangzi were not known for their infamousness, but they were not sold, but they were directly transferred to the heroes.

Of course, in essence, it is because Minglan does not agree with the efficiency of such slaves in ancient times.

Those slaves who have a deed in the hands of the Lord's family, if they are doing service work in the house, have a fixed monthly salary, and if they have the Lord's appreciation, there are additional rewards; but when these slaves are used to manage the Grange, the problem is complicated. . The failure of the big pot rice system proves one thing. Human beings are profitable animals. It is impossible to make long-term stable benefits without incentives and rewards.

Those who handle the silver money in a large amount of land, through hard work, take care of the Grange, but as a slave without personal freedom, but can not have their own property, this is absolutely contrary to the principles of economic law and human nature.

The point is that they are swallowing up a lot. If they are within a certain range, it is not unforgivable. After all, it seems that these days, the Black Mountain Village can handle it, and...

Ming Lan sighed: "There are fewer credible people around us. You might as well think about what a loyal old family can have in Houfu. If it is reliable, it will not prevent it..." She wouldn’t believe that Mrs. Tai’s wife could do it all. Those servants who have been living in the capital of Ningyuan, said that Gu Tingzhen is also the master of the right.

Gu Tingwei was silent for a long time, only slightly nodded, and turned to the topic: "The reputation of Montenegro is still good, if there is a bad, you want to decide how to deal with it, after returning home, called Hao Dacheng to do it." After that, pointing to the ground, "This Zhuangzi is different. I will leave a team of soldiers to you tomorrow."

Ming Lan stopped his hand and smiled and said: "No, I am enough for the man."

She is currently very satisfied with the deterrence of the Tusi brothers.

Gu Tingjun, a handsome eyebrow, smiled and did not answer: she understood her mind and saw things clear, but she still had a few minutes of experience.

- She wants to scratch him!