Chapter 78 Shuo Shu Shuo Shu

Qin Yao stayed in Ding Mansion.

The room the housekeeper arranged for her was in a side room in Miss Ding's yard.

The room is not big, with only a small bed and a set of black lacquered tables and chairs. The windows are opened very small, and the light in the room is dim. However, it is reasonably clean and the bedding prepared is also washed.

Although it is a servant's room, it is better than the master bedroom in ordinary people's homes. It is just big enough for one person to live in.

The next door to the ear room is Miss Ding's bedroom. She can hear a shout from inside the room at any time - mainly because the soundproofing is not good.

Miss Ding’s yard is not big, and there are four servants in it.

 Aunt Qiao, who was like the manager of the courtyard, was Mrs. Ding’s former dowry maid. Apart from Miss Ding, she was the eldest in the courtyard.

She doesn’t have to do anything else. Instead, someone will help her prepare food and call her to eat on time.

During military training in college, everyone was afraid of standing in a military posture, but Qin Yao was different. She hated moving. What she liked most was standing in a military posture. She wished she could stand all day long, because this way she could keep diverging her thoughts. The sky is the limit.

 If the master treats the slaves too harshly, the slaves will run away, causing economic losses to the master's family.

After washing up, Qin Yao tidied her clothes, then came to the door of the next door with a bow and arrow on her back and stood still.

 “The daughter who is about to die is suitable for the country of happiness.”

 The academy teacher in Kaiyang County is named Ding.

 First of all, his father, grandfather, and ancestors were all wealthy people, and there was no prodigal son in the family. The accumulation of wealth over several generations laid a solid foundation for Mr. Ding.

If Ms. Ding leaves the yard, she can just keep a distance of one meter and follow for protection.

 This group of people will provide part of their output to Mr. Ding every year, forming a mature economic chain.

 Such a look rarely appears on women from the Sheng Kingdom. Most of them are reserved and restrained.

The girl's reading voice was rhythmic. Qin Yao found it very cute and couldn't help but read along in a low voice:

 “The big rat, the big rat, has nothing to eat my wheat!”

When he was thirty-one years old, he won the imperial examination, and all direct family members were exempted from taxes, so all the fields of the Ding clan were recorded in his name. At the same time, many people put their fields in the name of Mr. Ding in order to be exempted from taxes.

 The Ding family has a very upright family tradition, and there is no such thing as harsh treatment of servants. In terms of treatment, it is more than enough for those above, but more than for those below. It is possible to work well and be stable until death.

Steward Yu said that the Ding family is not only a scholar, but also a scholar. There are also members of the same clan who are officials in the capital.

 Standard oval face with three courts and five eyes, rough clothes and rough hair, you can tell at a glance that he is a good-looking person.

The low reading in the corridor stopped, Qin Yao turned around and looked over. Miss Ding put her hands on the window edge, leaned forward and showed her fair face, and asked in surprise: "You also like this article?"

Mr. Ding and his son set off for Zijin Mansion early yesterday morning. The bustling Ding Mansion in the past two days suddenly lost more than half of its people, making it a little deserted.

There is also a servant named Zhang Ba who is responsible for running errands and looking after the door. Miss Ding also acts as a groom when she goes out.

 “The dying daughter is suitable for that paradise.”

 One is called Dou'er, who is Miss Ding's personal maid and is responsible for her food and daily life.

Qin Yao is different from them. She is a commoner, but these four are all slaves.

 But no matter what, we are all from the same clan, and even studying is much more convenient than others.

It was just dawn and candles were burning in the room. Miss Ding wanted to get up early to study. She had already gotten up and was washing herself under the service of Dou'er and Aunt Qiao.

 Secondly, Mr. Ding is a man of great fame. He was admitted as a scholar at the age of nineteen.

  So from the number of servants in a family, the economic level of the family can be roughly estimated.

However, the upward path of the imperial examination has nothing to do with Qin Yao. This road is only for men. Women are not even qualified to enter school.

There are twenty or thirty servants and guards in the Ding Mansion. They have to feed so many people and maintain dignity and daily expenses. For a commoner like Qin Yao, the amount of money is almost astronomical.

Since their birth, children of the Ding family have been exposed to information such as reading and imperial examinations earlier than others.

 “A three-year-old girl, I can’t be more kind.”

 “A happy land, a happy land, love (yuán) will find my place.”

 The girl in the house poked her little head out of the window curiously, "You can actually read?!"

 Finally, because of his fame, Mr. Ding obtained various privileges granted to scholars by the court in this era, and he used these privileges to promote the development of his entire family and became a powerful man in this area.

 Theoretically, the host has complete control over their life, death and transaction rights.

 Qin Yao has become familiar with her work tasks in the past two days. In addition to eating, sleeping and going to the bathroom, she stands at the door of Miss Ding's room and acts as a doorkeeper.

This time Mr. Ding funded the establishment of a clan school to make it easier for the young children in the clan to go to school.

"Happy country, happy country, love makes me straight"

Because there was a new person inside, the originally affectionate eyes revealed a sharp light, making people feel the invisible oppression at a glance.

Qin Yao had a rough understanding of Shengguo's employment costs. It cost twenty or thirty taels of silver to buy a slave. When the slave arrived, he had to pay monthly money. Food, clothing and housing all year round were a huge expense.

 “The big rat, the big rat, has no food for me!”

When I got tired from squatting, I stood on the porch and leaned against the pillars to continue cooking.

Watching her eat was so scary. Aunt Qiao and Dou'ercao'er watched her twice and didn't want to watch anymore. They didn't even allow Miss Ding to watch. It was too vulgar!

Aunt Qiao has two girls, one named Cao'er, who is responsible for sweeping the yard.

 Personal bodyguards cannot leave the person they are protecting, so Qin Yao usually squats in front of Miss Ding to cook.

But that’s the direct line. They, the descendants of the collateral line, have developed for so many generations and have no connection with them.

Or maybe she is like Miss Ding, who is bright and curious, as clear as a spring, and can see the bottom at a glance.

 After getting dressed, I ate half a bowl of fish fillet porridge, then sat in front of the desk by the window, selected a book of songs, and started reading in the morning.

However, there are also laws that stipulate that the master cannot kill slaves at will. Life safety is guaranteed to a certain extent, but not much.

 “I am not willing to take care of a three-year-old girl.”

If the young lady fails to learn it, the master will beat them to death.

Qin Yao was curious. They were all human beings. How could Ding Yuanwai earn so much money?

 Scholars were exempted from corvee taxes, which in turn provided a guarantee for the accumulation of wealth.

On the other hand, Qin Yao’s own family didn’t even have an enlightenment book. Everyone knew that reading was good, but they had no idea how good it was.

 Just. Very fucked!

Qin Yao picked up the water and patted her face, then looked down at the face reflected in the copper basin.

Qin Yao shook her head, "I just thought it was interesting for the young lady to read, so I subconsciously followed a few sentences."

 The first thing she read every morning was "Shuo Mouse", and she happened to memorize it.

 (End of this chapter)

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