Guide to Traveling through the Northern Song Dynasty.

Chapter 1178 Epilogue : The Twelve Beauties of Jinling: Daiyu and Baochai

There is a large population inside and outside Luoyang City, and the same is true for the entire Luoyang Prefecture.

Of course, except for mountainous areas.

Especially in Beigezhao Village and Diaoyao Village, as the urban area continues to expand, they are now firmly in the suburbs. Some villagers even work in the surrounding areas and can walk back home every night.

Even though the village is full of tenants, if there is a real demolition, they also have houses and homesteads, and many tenants also have the right to perpetually lease arable land for which they can receive compensation.

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

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

One is Liu Chunyan, 15 years old.

One is called Dong Mudan, 14 years old.

The reason why they were so young was not because Xie Yan had any special hobbies, but because farm girls got married early, and those over 16 were basically married. Even if they were not married yet, they were maids in someone's house.

The two little girls are a little thin, and their skin isn't very white. They will grow whiter and plumper if they are nurtured.

When we say they are beautiful, it is 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?

The two seemed to have dressed up specially before going out.

Not only did she wear a red headband as decoration, but she also pinned some wild flowers that she had picked from somewhere, and she was wearing 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 had to describe her makeup, it would be quite... funny.

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

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

Xie Yan, however, was having a headache over naming the maids. The maids around the young masters and young ladies in film and television dramas all had elegant names.

I can't always call my two maids Liu Chunyan and Dong Mudan, right?
But Xie Yan’s knowledge of classical Chinese was not good enough, and he couldn’t think of a good name no matter how hard he tried.

Or should we just use the name of the experimental equipment?

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

Hmm, why does it feel a bit strange?

Damn, this damn short video ruined the word beaker!
Xie Yan called an attendant and said, "Go to Li Erlang and borrow a copy of the Book of Songs."

The plot of the novel is unfolding, and the four followers cannot remain passers-by.

So give them names too.

Two of them were surnamed Xie, both were from Xie Village, and were even from the same clan as Xie Yan: one was called Xie Chang, and the other was called Xie Changshou.

The other two were surnamed Wang, the second most common surname in Xie Village. One was called Wang Xing, and the other was called Wang Tian, ​​both of whom were from the same clan as Xie Yan's friend Wang Sheng.

Not long after, Xie Changshou borrowed the Book of Songs, and the two little 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 their performance. They found that Xie Yan's room had been tidied, so they took the initiative to clean up the room for the four boys.

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

As Xie Yan searched, he made a new discovery: his mother, Wang Yitong, was named after a book in the Book of Songs.

My grandfather must have looked for it in a book.

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

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

I haven’t even watched a few episodes of "Dream of the Red Chamber" and I only know four or five of the maids in it.

"Cough cough!"

Xie Yan walked into the yard and coughed twice.

The two women and four men who were making the beds immediately ran outside to await orders.

"You two come here." Xie Yan said.

The two little girls followed him to the study, which was converted from a guest room, and currently only contained a few books that Xie Yan had brought with him.

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: "Go home tonight, call your parents tomorrow and sign your employment contract."

"Okay."

"Great!"

The two little girls laughed foolishly.

Xie Yan was speechless when he saw this, this was totally not the beautiful woman he had imagined.

Although they are pretty, they are two silly girls who know nothing.

Xie Yan continued, "You should also change your names to be more elegant and graceful."

The two little girls were even happier, as their names were randomly given by their parents, especially Dong Mudan, as there were many girls named "Mudan" in Luoyang.

They also wanted to have a good name, so that even if they no longer worked as maids for Xie Yan in the future, they could keep the name and continue to use it.

Xie Yan pointed at Liu Chunyan and said, "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 and said, "From now on, you will be called Baochai."

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

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

Ministers did not kneel before the emperor, and clerks did not kneel before officials. No one knelt in formal occasions, and even prisoners would not kneel when they were brought to court. But in private, especially servants would often kneel before their masters.

Xie Yan's ideological awareness was not high, and he felt a little happy when he saw someone kneeling down to thank him. At the same time, he felt a little awkward, and hurriedly said, "Hurry up and stop talking while kneeling."

Baochai stood up and laughed foolishly.

Alas, no matter how clever you are, you are 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 when he came home. I can also write my own name, but... it's not pretty."

Xie Yan was a little surprised: "Your brother has ever been to school?"

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 make great achievements in the village. He also said that the culture and education in these two villages were not... not popular, so he selected children from the village to study for free. A total of ten clever boys were selected, and my brother was chosen."

Xie Yan burst out laughing.

It seems that in addition to caring about his reputation, Li Minqiu also does some serious work.

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

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Baochai was afraid that she would be outdone, so she hesitated for a while, then suddenly quickened her pace and said, "I can sew and wash clothes, I can light a 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 and thought: I know everything you said, but you don’t understand what I know.

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

Xie Yan brought out writing brushes, ink, paper and inkstone, and first taught the two how to grind ink.

Although the Ming Dynasty also had fountain pens, the ink sometimes did not flow smoothly, so brushes still dominated the market.

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

Xie Yan gradually discovered the joy of nurturing.

To slowly teach two pretty little girls who know nothing about anything to become well-educated and gentle beauties is much more interesting than the development games on the computer.

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

Xie Yan himself was not familiar with this thing, he just relied 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 them without learning. He was really like an ancient person who had lost his memory.

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

Daiyu probably learned the stroke order from her brother, so although her handwriting was crooked, there were no other problems.

Baochai's painting was just like graffiti, she just copied it without any concept of stroke order. Her pen holding posture was also distorted, she just grabbed the brush with one hand.

"do not move."

Xie Yan walked to Baochai, pried open her fingers and made her hold the pen again. Then he stood behind her and taught her how to write.

Baochai's whole body was stiff and her mind was blank.

Xie Yan was half a head taller than her, and at this moment 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 flushed with shame.

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

Baochai's mind was full of mixed thoughts: My husband smells so good, it would be nice if I could be hugged by him all the time.

Daiyu stood by and felt sad. She was feeling smug at first, thinking that she could learn characters faster and would be more pleasing to her husband. But it turned out to be completely different from what she thought.

If she had known this would happen, she would have pretended that she knew 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.

I just felt guilty, as if I was deceiving an ignorant little girl.

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

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

We should take the predecessors who travel through time as our role models, improve our realm, work hard, and become a great person who benefits the country and the people and will be remembered for generations!
Oh, I have to teach you the two words "Baochai" first. You can't do this again in the future.

This girl is so stupid. How come she still can’t learn even after I’ve taught her several times?
There was no way she could learn it. Baochai had no idea what she was writing. Her attention was all on Xie Yan. She even leaned back to get closer to her husband. She had never felt this way before.

"Mukuro!"

Suddenly, a voice came from outside the study: "Are the two girls' rooms scheduled to be in the west room?"

Baochai was suddenly awakened, her face flushed all the way to her neck, and she quickly leaned forward to separate herself a little 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 from now on."

"Hmm." Baochai's voice was as soft as a mosquito's.

Xie Yan turned his head and looked outside. It was Wang Tian who was shouting just now. He recognized the voice.

Wang Tian is very capable, let him do more work in the future. Humph!

Xie Yan opened the door of the study room: "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 to himself, who are the Twelve Beauties of Jinling? I only have two, the number is not enough.

There is a maid named Xiren. It’s a nice name, so I’ll reserve her for now.

Qingwen is also good.

As for Daiyu and Qingwen, since we have Daiyu, we can’t have Qingwen without her.

Alas, we have a long way to go.

(End of this chapter)