Guide to traveling through the Northern Song Dynasty

Chapter 1178 Postscript Thirty-four: Daiyu and Baochai of the Twelve Beauties of Jinling

There are many people in and outside Luoyang City, and the entire Luoyang Prefecture is also like this.

Of course, the mountainous areas are excluded.

Especially Beigezhao Village and Diaoyao Village, as the urban area continues to expand, they are already firmly in the suburbs. There are even villagers who work in the attached streets and can walk back home every night.

Although the village is full of tenants, if they really encounter demolition, they also have houses and homesteads. Many tenants also have permanent tenancy rights for cultivated land that can be compensated.

The premise is that the Li family agrees to demolish this place.

Anyway, these two villages are densely populated, and their lives are not bad. Picking out the two most beautiful village girls will definitely not lose face for our scholar Xie.

One is called Liu Chunyan, 15 years old.

The other is called Dong Mudan, 14 years old.

They are so young, not because Xie Yan has any special hobbies, but because farm girls get married early, and those over 16 years old are basically married. Even if they haven't married yet, they are maids in someone's house.

The two little girls are a little thin and their skin is not very white. They can grow whiter and plumper if they are fed up.

They are beautiful mainly because of their beautiful face shape and facial features. There is nothing else. At this age, do you still want to have breasts and buttocks?

Before going out, the two seemed to have dressed up specially.

Not only did they tie a red headband on their heads as decoration, but they also pinned wild flowers picked from somewhere, and wore a clean floral skirt.

Dong Mudan even put on makeup, using the red juice of some unknown plant as rouge and patting wheat flour on her face as foundation. If I have to describe her makeup, it's quite... funny.

"Wash your face first, especially you." Xie Yan pointed at Dong Mudan.

The two little girls happily ran to get water to wash their faces.

Xie Yan was having a headache about naming the maids. The young masters and young ladies in film and television dramas all have elegant names for their maids.

I can't always call my two maids Liu Chunyan and Dong Mudan, right?

But Xie Yan's classical Chinese skills are not good enough, and he can't think of a good name.

Or just use the names of experimental equipment?

One is called a test tube, and the other is called a beaker.

Hey, why does it feel a bit strange.

Damn, the damn short video ruined the word beaker!

Xie Yan called a follower: "Go to Li Erlang and borrow a copy of the Book of Songs."

The plot of the novel is unfolding, and the four followers can't always be passers-by.

So give them names too.

Two of them are surnamed Xie, both from Xie Village, and even from the same clan as Xie Yan. One is called Xie Chang, and the other is called Xie Changshou.

The other two are surnamed Wang, which is the second largest surname in Xie Village. One is called Wang Xing, and the other is called Wang Tian, ​​both of whom are from the same clan as Xie Yan's friend Wang Sheng.

Not long after, Xie Changshou borrowed the Book of Songs, and the two girls came back after washing their faces.

Xie Yan took a look and found that she looked much better without the messy makeup: "You guys go find something to do."

The two girls actively tried to show off. They found that Xie Yan's room was already cleaned up, so they took the initiative to run to clean up the room for the four men.

Xie Yan opened the "Book of Songs" and began to find a name for his maid.

As he searched, Xie Yan made a new discovery. His mother, Wang Yitong, was also named in the "Book of Songs".

Grandpa must have looked it up in the book.

After flipping through the books, Xie Yan was too lazy to look. Since academics can be plagiarized, why can't the maid's name be plagiarized?

The problem is that he hasn't watched many costume dramas.

He hasn't even watched a few episodes of "Dream of Red Mansions". He only knows four or five maids in it.

"Ahem!"

Xie Yan walked to the courtyard and coughed twice.

The two women and four men who were making the bed and folding the quilts immediately ran outside to wait for orders.

"Come here, you two." Xie Yan said.

The two girls followed him to the study, which was also converted from a guest room. For the time being, there were only a few books brought by Xie Yan.

Xie Yan sat on the chair, pretending to be a master. He felt stupid after pretending for so long, so he was too lazy to pretend anymore: "You go back tonight, call your parents tomorrow and sign your employment contract."

"Okay."

"Great!"

The two girls laughed foolishly.

Xie Yan was speechless when he saw it. This was not the beautiful woman he imagined.

They were beautiful, but they were two stupid girls who knew nothing.

Xie Yan continued: "Your names should also be changed to be more elegant and graceful."

The two girls were even happier. Their names were given by their parents at random. Especially Dong Mudan, there were too many girls named "Mudan" in Luoyang.

They also wanted to have a good name, so that even if they were not maids for Xie Yan in the future, they could keep the name and continue to use it.

Xie Yan pointed at Liu Chunyan: "You will be called Daiyu from now on."

Liu Chunyan... uh, Daiyu was overjoyed: "Thank you for the name, my dear!"

Xie Yan pointed at Dong Mudan again: "You will be called Baochai from now on."

Baochai was obviously more clever and sensible. She had put on makeup before coming, but now she knelt down and kowtowed: "Thank you for the name, my dear!"

Zhu Guoxiang and Zhu Ming repeatedly emphasized that kneeling at will was not allowed, and this kind of ideological education was only half successful.

Ministers did not kneel to the emperor, and clerks did not kneel to officials. No one kneeled in formal occasions, and even prisoners would not kneel when they were in court.

But in private, especially servants in front of their masters, they often took the initiative to kneel.

Xie Yan's ideological awareness was not high. Seeing someone kneeling down to thank him, he was actually a little happy in his heart. At the same time, he felt a little awkward, and hurriedly said: "Get up quickly, don't kneel down to talk."

Baochai stood up with a smile.

Alas, no matter how smart she is, she is still a silly girl.

Xie Yan asked again: "Can you read and count?"

Daiyu replied: "I can count. My brother learned it in the village school and taught me after returning home. I can also write my own name, but... I can't write it well."

Xie Yan was a little surprised: "Your brother has studied?"

Daiyu said: "A few years ago, Mr. Li said that he was the patriarch of the main branch of the Li family in Luoyang and should have a great achievement in the village. He also said that the culture and education in these two villages were not... not popular, so he selected children in the village to study for free. A total of ten smart boys were selected, and my brother was selected."

Xie Yan laughed dumbly.

It seems that Li Minqiu, in addition to being face-saving, can also do some serious things.

Xie Yan asked Baochai again: "What about you?"

Baochai was afraid that she would be outdone, so she hesitated for a while, and suddenly sped up her speech and said: "I can sew and wash clothes, I can make fire and cook, and I can raise chickens and ducks. I... I can do all kinds of work, and my hands and feet are very nimble."

Daiyu smiled secretly, thinking: I can do everything you said, but you don't understand what I can do.

Xie Yan said: "It's okay, you can learn it later. Today, I will teach you how to write new names."

Xie Yan took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and first taught the two how to grind ink.

Although there are fountain pens in the Ming Dynasty, they occasionally have difficulty in producing ink, and brushes still dominate the mainstream.

The two girls looked solemn, and they felt that things related to reading and writing were very sacred. Even grinding ink was a sacred thing.

Xie Yan gradually discovered the fun of nurturing.

It is much more interesting than the nurturing games on the computer to slowly teach two little girls who know nothing but are very beautiful to become gentle beauties who are well-educated and well-mannered.

After they learned how to grind ink, Xie Yan took out two more pens and taught them the common postures of holding the pens.

Xie Yan himself was not familiar with this stuff, and he relied purely on the habits of this body.

For example, the official language of the Ming Dynasty, the dialect of Hebei, and how to wear ancient clothes, Xie Yan knew without learning. He was really like an ancient person who had lost his memory.

After writing down the names Daiyu and Baochai, Xie Yan asked them to copy them slowly.

Daiyu probably learned the strokes from her brother, although her writing was crooked, but there was no other problem.

Baochai, however, was completely like graffiti, and she drew it hard, without any concept of strokes. And the pen holding posture was also deformed, holding the brush tightly.

"Don't move."

Xie Yan walked to Baochai, pried her fingers apart and held the pen again. Then he stood behind her and taught her to write step by step.

Baochai was already stiff all over, and her mind was blank.

Xie Yan was half a head taller than her. His chest was pressed against her back, and his hot breath made her ears itchy. Baochai felt her ears were burning, and the heat quickly spread to her cheeks, and her little face was already blushing with shame.

"Remember, write the Baogaitou first..." Xie Yan was still teaching seriously.

Baochai's mind was full of distracting thoughts: Langjun smells so good, it would be nice to be hugged by him all the time.

Daiyu stood by and felt sour. She was still complacent, thinking that she could learn characters faster and would definitely please Langjun. Who knew it was completely different from what she thought.

If she had known this, she would have pretended to know nothing!

Xie Yan was also enjoying it at the moment. Baochai not only put on makeup, but also washed her hair and bathed at home. Although there was no girlish fragrance, the smell was still very comfortable, and the feeling of body contact was also very pleasant.

There was just a sense of guilt, as if she was deceiving an ignorant little girl.

Damn it, I was single for more than 20 years in my last life, how come I quickly degenerate into a scumbag after traveling through time? I flirted with the princess a few days ago, and now I am taking advantage of the little girl again.

Xie Yan, Xie Yan, you can't go on like this.

You should take the predecessors who traveled through time as an example, improve your realm, work hard, and become a great man who benefits the country and the people and will be remembered for thousands of years!

Alas, teach her the two words Baochai first, I really can't do this in the future.

This girl is so stupid, how come she can't learn it even after teaching her several times?

It's a miracle that she can learn it. Baochai doesn't know what she is writing at all, and her attention is all on Xie Yan. She even leaned back on her own initiative, trying to get closer to her husband. She has never felt this way before.

"Liu Lang!"

A shout suddenly came from outside the study: "Are the rooms for the two girls in the west room?"

Baochai was suddenly awakened, her face flushed to her neck, and her body quickly leaned forward, separating from Xie Yan's chest.

Xie Yan awkwardly let go of the hand that was holding the pen for her, and said seriously: "Practice like this in the future."

"Yeah." Baochai's voice was as thin as a mosquito.

Xie Yan turned his head and looked outside. It was Wang Tian who was shouting just now. He could recognize this voice.

Wang Tian is very capable. Let this guy do more things in the future. Humph!

Xie Yan opened the door of the study: "Let them choose by themselves. Anyway, the whole courtyard has been rented."

"Oh." Wang Tian scratched his head, turned around and left.

Xie Yan muttered in his heart, who are the Twelve Beauties of Jinling? I only have two, the number is not enough.

There seems to be a maid named Xiren. This name sounds good, so I will reserve it first.

Qingwen is not bad either.

Daiyu and Qingwen are the daughters. Since we have Daiyu, we can't lack Qingwen.

Alas, we have a long way to go.