The daily life of the science master's book-wearing group

Chapter 246 Nursing Home ([-])
In the end, the house of Weng Yushi's family was not bought. Eunuch Wang knew that the concubine only wanted to use it as a nursing home, so there was no need to buy a house with a good location, high price, and exquisite decoration. King Su sent someone to the Weng's mansion The questioning price is purely for disgusting people, to vent their anger for the in-laws.

Eunuch Wang bought three cheap houses in the dirty and messy Nancheng District, and opened up the fence. The Liancheng area is quite a large area, enough for the imperial concubine to raise more than a dozen children.

Song Qingyue was lying on the floor in her room drawing the structural diagram of the steam engine.

She thought the table was not big enough, so she just lay down on the ground to draw. She had already thought about it, and when King Su came to power, she would immediately get out the steam car and the steam mill.

Unexpectedly, King Su would call her there suddenly, saying that he bought a house for him in the south of the city, and picked up a dozen or so abandoned babies in the Louze Garden, who had already been raised in that house, and said that the The house where the children are raised will be handed over to her to take care of.

Song Qingyue didn't eat well and didn't sleep well at first, and she was listless and ill, but now she regained her spirits, and asked another father-in-law surnamed Fang next to King Su to take him to Nancheng to have a look that afternoon.

I don’t know if I don’t look at it, I’m startled when I look at it, even in a prosperous and prosperous city like the capital, there are also shanty towns in the south of the city.

The life of ordinary people in the old days was really hard!
In fact, this place is not bad, it can be regarded as the fringe area of ​​the shanty town. Although it is a bit dirty, the law and order is not too bad.

When Eunuch Fang saw this kind of place, he was sweating. He didn't know what Eunuch Wang thought. The concubine wanted to buy a house, so why did she choose this kind of place?

How did he know that King Su is short of money recently, and the merchant ships in the south were hijacked by some turtle grandson in the waters near Zhejiang, a total of seven large cargo ships!

Lost a lot of income, there are still so many soldiers secretly raised in the mountains and seas in the south, they need to smelt iron to make weapons, they need to boil nitrate to make gunpowder, they want to buy people's hearts, they need to raise people to collect all kinds of information, money is like running water Spreading out, Su Wang looked calm, but actually quietly dismissed the actors raised in the mansion, just to save money.

Most people in the mansion didn't know about that, even Song Qingyue didn't know how many private soldiers Li Zhao and his father had secretly raised, how much gunpowder and food they had stockpiled.Now she is full of things about setting up an orphanage.

In a few days, Song Qingyue came to these small courtyards, looked around the place, and thought it was not bad.She spends money to raise children to cultivate useful people, not to raise a bunch of young masters and young ladies who don't know the sufferings of the world.

The renovation of this shanty town is just fine.

She felt that she was a little ignorant of the sufferings of the world. She should have done things like building an orphanage a long time ago. Unfortunately, the environment in which she grew up was too good and smooth, so she didn't expect this.

Now I feel a sense of gratitude inexplicably, and I have a vague idea in my heart, wanting to do more things for this era and leave more things behind.

The maids in the rooms of Mo Zhu, Mo Mei, and Mo Ran are usually used to being pampered. Looking at the dirty ground, they didn't know how to get their feet off.

Song Qingyue didn't seem to mind at all, and walked in with her feet up.

Except for one steward who is from the Wangfu Zhuangzi, the rest of the servants who take care of the children are all temporarily hired nearby.

They still don't know the origin of the master's house, but they only know that it is a kind lady who picked up a baby abandoned by her family in Liuze Garden and raised it, doing good deeds.

Today I got the news that the lady wanted to come and see for herself, so everyone cleaned themselves up and waited for the lady's arrival.

When Song Qingyue came in, the servants were startled by her appearance for a long time.

Song Qingyue has already dressed low-key today, but standing in this narrow and dilapidated courtyard, she still looks like a fairy descended from the earth. The neighbors got the news that a very young and beautiful lady came from the alley Onlookers.

Naihe stood around a dozen tall and mighty guards with knives, so like a flock of big white geese, they stood far away, stretched their necks one by one, and carefully looked into the door.

In their eyes, even Mo Zhu, Mo Mei and the other little maids are like our young ladies.

Song Qingyue didn't explain her background when she came. They called her Mrs., so she nodded and checked the condition of several babies. Three of them had some problems. One had a big black spot on his face, one had two There are six fingers on the hand, and one has a crooked mouth and squinted eyes. It looks like he has Down's syndrome.

The other five are all baby girls. Except for being a little thinner, they are all good children, and there is nothing wrong with them.

Song Qingyue reached out and hugged the child who seemed to have Down's syndrome in her arms, and stared at the child's face for a while.

She was thinking about whether to raise him or not. The cost of raising such a sick child could be enough to raise several healthy children, and it was very likely that he would not be able to support him at all. Is it worth it?
She couldn't make up her mind.

The person in charge looked at Song Qingyue cautiously, for fear that she would be unhappy because she picked up these sick and deformed children.

Song Qingyue thought for a while, raised her head, looked at the steward, and said, "Did you pick this child up?"

The steward nodded: "It was picked up by the villain's wife in Loutze Garden. She can't help but see the child as pitiful."

"Go and look for the child's family. If no one recognizes you, just pay some money. After you find it, find out if his parents are cousins, and tell them that such a child is born because of their close relatives. Then give a Hanging money, just say that we raised this child for him." Song Qingyue said slowly.

The manager was confused by the phone call, but since it was ordered by the Shi Zifei, he could only obey.

Afterwards, Song Qingyue turned around and looked at Nanny Bai and said, "Mommy, will these children be recorded under Nanny's name?"

Bai Momo was at a loss for a while. She was originally a country girl. She was given to be a child bride by her parents at the age of 11. At the age of 17, her husband lost the family property because of gambling and sold her.She was picked by the stewards of the Liang family, and she entered Liang's mansion from sweeping the little maids to becoming the second-class maids of the Liang family. Followed the third girl to marry to the palace.

Although she had a bad fate, fortunately, she has now become a very respectable and powerful nanny in charge in the palace, which can be said to be very beautiful.

She could regard Song Qingyue as her own child, but there was still a void in her heart.

Now the concubine Shizi actually said that she would record so many children under her name, she was so moved that she almost shed tears.

The household registration management in the capital city is still very strict. If there are so many extra children, they have to go to the government to register for household registration, but Bai Nanny is still a slave. The family gave birth to children.

Thinking of this, Song Qingyue frowned.

"How about I return the mother's deed of prostitution to you in advance?" She hesitated.

"No! The First Concubine must not do it!" Bai Momo immediately knelt down.

A few wives nearby who were hired to take care of the children heard the word "Shizifei" and their knees became weak and they wanted to kneel.

"Your concubine must not do it!" Bai Momo was anxious. In Bai Momo's eyes, a contract of sale is not a contract of sale, but a work contract!The concubine Shi Zi wants to return her the deed of sale for the sake of a few children. Could it be that she is going to drive her out of the palace?
"If the children have any good fortune in the future, you can just release them. This old slave has already sworn to be with you for the rest of his life. Please don't...don't..." As he spoke, tears seemed to be falling down up.

"Okay, okay, Nanny! Get up quickly." Song Qingyue helped Nanny Bai up, thought for a while, and said, "Why don't you name the children first."

"Yes, it's their honor that you named it yourself." Nanny Bai pressed her eyes with a veil, and hurriedly said something nice.

Song Qingyue entered the room and sat down, Mo Zhu Momei and the others hurriedly laid out pens, ink, paper and inkstone.

Song Qingyue took the children over and looked at them one by one. Those with a large black spot on their faces were called Black Leopards, but it seemed weird to be called White Black Leopards after Nanny Bai's surname was Bai.

Bai Momo hurriedly said: "Before I was bought into Liang's mansion, my man's surname was Yang, how about Yang Heibao?"

Song Qingyue smiled and said, "That's it."

The one with six fingers is called Yang Lu, and the baby girl with Tang syndrome is called Yang Tang. The remaining seven girls are named after flowers and fruits, such as Peach Blossom, Plum Blossom, Pear Blossom, Xing'er, Li'er, Sang'er, Grape , Mo Zhu Momei grinned as she listened to it, thinking that it was too confusing to name her concubine the eldest son!

But the women who take care of the children are very happy to hear that these names are good and down-to-earth!

It's not your lady, what does the child of the servant's family want such an elegant name?Easy to hear, easy to recognize and easy to remember.

Song Qingyue carefully wrote the names of the children on the paper with a brush, handed it to the supervisor, and then wrote a dozen names, such as Tanger, Laner, Juer, Cherry, Lychee, Watermelon, Juaner, Yan Er, Queer... Tell the manager to give these names to the children if they pick up another child.

"Also, still want to pick up the child?" The manager was dumbfounded.

"Well! You go to Louze Garden every five days, and pick them up when you see them. If you don't have enough manpower, you can hire them again. The expenses are clearly recorded in the account books and sent to the palace." Song Qingyue said.

The steward's eyeballs rolled around, and he thought that this was some kind of thankless job, but he didn't expect to have a chance to make money!He raised his eyes and saw Shi Zifei's cold eyes. For some reason, he shuddered all over. He lowered his head and said respectfully, "Yes."

Song Qingyue looked at his roving eyeballs, chuckled lightly, and said, "If Manager Wu does well, he will keep doing it. If he can't do well, there are a lot of people I need to use."

A cold and indifferent sentence caused a layer of cold sweat to break out on Wu Guanshi's back. He carefully raised his eyelids and took a peek at this fairy-looking but very young concubine, thinking in his heart, what should he do? How to fish for oil and water so that no one will notice.

"What are the children eating now?" Song Qingyue asked again.

The women were too frightened to move by the "Prince's Mansion" and "Elder Concubine" in their conversation just now. Seeing this young lady's questioning, one of the normally courageous ones stepped forward tremblingly, Trembling, he said, "Hui Hui Hui... Hui... Hui Shi Zifei, they drink the goat's milk brought by Manager Wu on weekdays. If the goat's milk is not enough, they will feed some rice cereal."

"How many times a day do you feed goat milk?" Song Qingyue asked again.

"When there were only four children, goat milk was used for three meals a day. Now that there are more children, each child only has one meal." The woman said.

Song Qingyue asked Eunuch Fang again: "Eunuch, do you know how much goat's milk you bring from the Wangfu Zhuangzi per day?"

Before Eunuch Fang could answer, Steward Wu knelt down with a plop and kowtowed to Song Qingyue: "My concubine forgives my sins, my concubine forgives my sins, the little lard is in my heart, my daughter-in-law just gave birth to a baby, and she is greedy every day I bought half a bucket of goat milk, please, please look at it, because the old slave has been in the palace for many years..."

Song Qingyue stared coldly at the creases on Wu Guanshi's face for a while, seeing that he was dripping with cold sweat, and kowtowed a few more times until the oily skin on her forehead was broken. She just spoke again, and her voice seemed soft again After a few minutes, he said: "These children are pitiful enough, and you have to grab what they have in their mouths. I don't know if Guanshi Wu's conscience will hurt, or you have no conscience."

When Guanshi Wu heard this, he kowtowed even harder, blood was all over the floor tiles.

Song Qingyue saw that he had had enough, so she said: "Forget it, your daughter-in-law just gave birth, so I won't pursue it this time, but I originally wanted to reward you with money, so I won't give it today."

"Yes, thank you for your kindness! Thank you for your kindness!"

Manager Wu regretted it too!How did he know that this matter was to be done by the Crown Princess.

I heard that the concubine Shizi has always been very generous in her actions. I really shouldn't have listened to the mother-in-law and lost the reward silver for some goat milk. Fortunately, the errand was not lost, and Wu Guanshi was already grateful to set off firecrackers in his heart.

Afterwards, Song Qingyue took a look around and told Mo Zhu Momei: "Go and ask if there is anyone in the neighborhood who is willing to sell the house. Repair it, at least not leaking wind and rain."

She thought, Mozhu Momei and the others should be able to take care of themselves, and if they find an opportunity, they should train them more.

When going back, Song Qingyue suddenly wanted to walk, so she let the carriage follow behind, and Shi Zifei could get in the carriage at any time when she was tired from walking.

As she walked, she looked at the alleys and streets, and when she saw various shops, she went up to have a look and asked casually.

She stopped at the door of a blacksmith shop and looked at it for a while.

She was such a beautiful little lady like a fairy, but she couldn't see anything about the clothes on her body, and behind her was a group of guards with knives in black brocade robes with dark patterns.

What kind of guards can wear brocade?And what kind of guards can casually carry a sharpened knife?You must know that the arresters of Shuntian Prefecture Yamen can only carry iron rulers with them.

Even the guards in the duke's house can't wear such a knife on their body at will. The identity of this little lady is self-evident, she must be a royal family member.

Song Qingyue stared at several shirtless men working iron in the shop, almost kneeling down.

Do they want to wear clothes?Otherwise, if the sons of the royal family know about it, will they peel off their skins?
Who knew that Song Qingyue was only thinking about the stamping machine.

How inefficient it is to fight with iron like this. Sure enough, if you go to the street and look around, you can find inspiration.

Mo Lan accompanied him and said: "Concubine Shi, it's not good for this servant to look at that steward Wu, he doesn't care about the lives of those children at all, to be honest for a while, he will definitely make another mistake and try to deceive you, why do you bother?" keep him?"

Song Qingyue hummed: "When Mohen comes back, I'll change the one whose surname is Wu. It's been less than two months. There's no need to ask someone to replace him now."

Mo Lan was overjoyed, and said as if she was relieved: "It turns out that the concubine Shizi has something in mind."

Song Qingyue took another look at Mo Lan, who had thin skin and tender flesh, and said, "I'll ask Mian Mian, Xiao Zao, and Dong Ping to change into some ragged clothes, remember to smear your face black, and go to the street market to ask about the prices of vegetables and meat and what kind of clothes are there?" The price of hiring a servant. I want to do this for a long time. I plan to adopt a hundred children by the end of the year. Know the real price."

The chickens, ducks, vegetables, meat, fish, shrimps and fruits usually used in the Wangfu are all produced in the Wangfu Zhuangzi, and there is very little need to go to the market to buy them. Song Qingyue hasn't visited the vegetable market since she traveled here, but as she is, if she goes shopping, she will be slaughtered. The Mozhu, Molan and others are also tender and tender, so they must be called Mianhua Xiaozao and Dongping. Have done rough work to do this.

When Mianmian and the others heard that the concubine had an errand for them, their eyes lit up with excitement.

These are opportunities!
The matter is done, the concubine Shizi will keep it in her heart, when there will be their glory in the future!

After that, Song Qingyue ate a bowl of sweet-scented osmanthus and taro seedlings in a small restaurant on the street, and bought a bowl for each of Mo Lan and the guards.

The owner of the small restaurant laughed so hard that he couldn't see his teeth, and suddenly there were more than [-] orders, which filled the small store to the brim. Could he not be happy, and filled Song Qingyue's bowl of taro seedlings extraordinarily full.

The guards were all young and strong men, and they refused very reservedly at first, but when the store brought the fragrant and sweet taro seedlings to the table, they couldn't hold back anymore.

"Hurry up and eat, buy everything, don't waste it." The store smiled enthusiastically, and gave three additional pots of newly fried barley tea as a gift.

After eating and drinking enough, Song Qingyue packed a lot of sweet-scented osmanthus and taro cakes, and wanted to take them back to share with the servants of Wufangzhai.

Mo Lan wanted to help her take it, but Song Qingyue wanted to hold it by herself. In September, the temperature has dropped, and the freshly baked osmanthus cake is still warm. It is fragrant and warm, and it is comfortable to hold in your hands.

If Li Zhao was here, she could put her hand in that person's palm to warm her. The colder the weather, the more she misses that human-shaped warm baby.

Gee!
(End of this chapter)