Hard to be a good wife

The excitement of the prince's wedding gradually calmed down after half a month. It had been a long time since Yecheng had been so lively. Even though it was snowing heavily and the cold wind was biting, it did not stop everyone's enthusiasm.

But after the enthusiasm, many practical problems had to be put on the table.

Tang Yue stood in front of the carved window, lifted the thick cotton curtains and looked out, it was still a vast expanse of whiteness.

According to the old man in the mansion, this year's heavy snowfall is rare in a century, and he has never seen such a heavy snowfall since he was born, which makes people feel very panicked.

The butler knocked on the door and came in. Seeing Tang Yue standing by the window in thin clothes, he hurriedly put down his things and walked over to close the curtains, "Mr., it's windy outside, be careful of the wind chill."

As he said that, he ran to bring a cloak to Tang Yue. Tang Yue rubbed his cold hands and asked him, "When did Your Highness go out? Is the disaster serious?"

It snowed heavily for several days in a row, and there were reports of houses being crushed and collapsed in many places. Many people died of freezing every day. As the death toll increased, the joy of their newlyweds gradually faded away.

Moreover, since they received the gifts from each other, Tang Yue and Prince Zhao have both been busy. One is busy making paper, the other is busy using a centrifuge to test and separate serum, and they may not see each other once in two or three days.

Seeing that the end of the year was approaching, the two of them put down what they were doing and planned to let themselves go for a few days.

After Tang Yue came back from the other courtyard, he fell asleep and slept for a day and a night. It was almost noon before he got up from the bed.

Prince Zhao originally wanted to accompany him to lunch, but after several orders, he had to go to the palace to discuss disaster relief with the ministers.

"Your Highness entered the palace as soon as the sun was shining. As soon as the news came, lunch was served in the palace. Let you eat by yourself."

"Then let's set the meal." After sleeping for so long, he was also hungry.

The food in the Prince's Mansion was as exquisite as ever, and it was served plate by plate to fill the entire table, with all the colors, flavors and tastes, but Tang Yue didn't have such a big spectrum, so he would be enough to order three dishes and one soup to eat by himself after instructing the housekeeper.

The butler didn't dare to make decisions on his own. He only said that he would report to His Highness for a ruling, so Tang Yue would not embarrass him. These days, he ate less and slept less in other courtyards, and now he feels good about everything he eats.

After dinner, Tang Yue went for a walk in the yard to digest food. The snow in the mansion had been cleared all the time, and the passage was clean, except for a layer of white snow on the grass on both sides of the road.

"By the way, in which yard are the people I brought are placed, and what do they do on weekdays?" Tang Yue remembered that he still had hundreds of people, and he ignored them all this time.

"In the Chrysanthemum Garden, Your Highness has told you to take care of the people from the Marquis' Mansion. Do you want to summon anyone?" The housekeeper personally waited on him, fearing that he would not do well enough.

He could see how kind His Highness was to the newly married princess. He saw that the couple had a harmonious relationship and a harmonious family, and the housekeeper was also happy to see it.

He was really afraid that His Highness would marry a troublemaker and come back.

"No, take me to have a look." Tang Yue searched for the location of Xiaju Garden in his mind, and found that it was not far from where he lives now, so he walked out first.

He was still thinking on the road, what if he saw Mr. Xuan Jing's dead face later and couldn't help but turn around and leave, but when he entered the chrysanthemum garden, he saw a young man sitting in the pavilion listening to the piano and making tea , Instantly felt that it would be too cheap for him to turn around and leave.

"Mister's life is really leisurely!" Tang Yue walked up to him and sat down, beckoning him to pour himself a cup of tea.

Tang Yue sneaked a few glances at the young man who was playing the piano. He looked familiar, as if he had appeared in the band on the day of his marriage.

There are no women in the Prince's Mansion, and even the musicians they keep are all men. It is said that many high-ranking officials and nobles have sent beautiful dancers, but it is a pity that Prince Zhao sent them all to the front line to comfort the soldiers.

After doing this a few times, everyone will not send beauties, lest the beautiful girls who have experienced hardships at the border will be raped by a group of hungry wolves.

"How can you compare that Mr. Lang is a busy man?" Mr. Xuan Jing gracefully poured a cup of tea for Tang Yue, and the tea was full of fragrance. He said with a smile: "It is said that this is the cooking method invented by Mr. Lang, and the fragrance is far away. It is indeed much better than the previous boiled tea."

Tang Yue didn't have a deep understanding of tea, but the tea that could appear in the Prince's Mansion must not be much worse, and he felt that it was a disadvantage for him to support an idler with a high salary.

"I was busy a few days ago, and I forgot to come and see you, sir. Seeing that you are so boring, why don't I find something for you?" Tang Yue smiled kindly.

"Okay, if you have something to do, just tell me." Mr. Xuan Jing looked at him indifferently, as if he could accept it with peace of mind even if he was asked to clean the toilet.

Tang Yue asked the housekeeper to bring back his dowry, including several boxes of account books, and stuffed them all into the other party, "Mr. is the person Father A trusts the most, and Yue is also trustworthy. These accounts are handed over to Mr. for management. Among them, there are 56 shops and three mines, and the monthly income and account reconciliation are done by the husband."

Mr. Xuan Jing flicked the list with his slender fingers, and put it away with a smile, "To be given such an important task, my subordinates will definitely do their best to complete it."

Seeing that he accepted it happily, Tang Yue felt at ease. He didn't know this young man well, and he didn't know how well he was capable of handling things. It was a bit reckless to entrust him with the dowry, but he would never give up if he didn't try. I don't know his details.

But the people who can be respected by his cheap daddy must not be far behind.

"Then there is an old gentleman." Tang Yue thanked him again, and the other party hurriedly got up and returned a salute, "Don't dare to do it, this is what a subordinate should do."

"Sir, if you are short of manpower, you can talk to the butler and let the butler arrange it."

"Here."

Tang Yue took a sip of tea, got up and went to see the other rooms. Most of the people Tang Yue brought were skilled craftsmen. These people didn't need his arrangement at all, and Prince Zhao poached them immediately.

Just like this papermaking, all the craftsmen and carpenters brought by Tang Yue participated, and only a few blacksmiths were left to help Tang Yue continue to make medical tools.

It is impossible for Tang Yue's nurse team to go into battle empty-handed. They must have the necessary tools. These people also made tools for Tang Yue at first, and then helped him make a lot of things, including cooking pots and pans. There is no tacit agreement.

Coming out of the chrysanthemum garden, Tang Yue strolled around the mansion, and the butler followed behind, passing him a stove and a cup of hot tea from time to time.

After he left, his whole body became hot, and then he returned to the study room where he and Prince Zhao shared half of each other.

Through the round door opening, you can see the messy desks and several large bookcases on the other side. It is said that Prince Zhao spent sleepless nights studying his papermaking skills here when he was not at home.

After reading in the study for a while, the housekeeper knocked on the door and came in, holding a stack of ledgers, "Mr. Lang, these are the recent expenses of the mansion. You need to look over and sign for large amounts."

Tang Yue looked at him in surprise, "Who was responsible for these things in the past? Your Highness said you would leave it to me?"

"His Royal Highness basically doesn't care about the income and expenditure of the mansion. It is Wang Huwei who is in charge. When he is not around, the old slave will take care of it. But these days, Wang Huan is busy. His Highness told you to look over it when you have time."

"Wang Huwei refers to Wang Dingjun?"

"Yes."

Tang Yue nodded and said in his heart: Sure enough, he is not an ordinary guard. It seems that he is also one of Prince Zhao's key training targets.

But I can understand it when I think about it. It is impossible for a dignified son of the city lord to simply come to be a guard. He must develop in an all-round way and entrust him with important tasks in the future.

Tang Yue took over the ledger, and asked helplessly: "Then just find a reliable person in the mansion to take charge of it." So you won't be afraid of chaos if you go around like this?

Tang Yue only had a preliminary concept of prices in this era, and he was not proficient. He only flipped through them a little. They were all purchased for the New Year, and there were many and miscellaneous New Year's goods. question.

Remembering that modern enterprises usually shop around when purchasing, he mentioned a few words, and the corner of the housekeeper's mouth curled up, "You are right, this is the best."

"Procurement in the mansion..." Tang Yue hesitated whether to ask more clearly. People like this do the most lucrative work in purchasing, and Tang Yue wouldn't believe it if they didn't get anything out of it.

"The people doing chores in the mansion are wounded soldiers who have retired from the front line. His Highness sympathized with them, so he found them a job in the mansion."

Tang Yue raised his eyebrows. This arrangement has both advantages and disadvantages, but when he just entered the door, some things were hard to say, and some things should not be done in a hurry. He had to see clearly before speaking.

He suggested to the housekeeper to prepare more New Year's goods as employee benefits. Even those slaves who sold themselves as slaves could receive some extra cloth and food during the New Year, which was regarded as a reward for them.

Such a reward mechanism is commonplace in modern times, but it is still very rare in this era. The butler hesitated for a moment, estimated the value, and nodded in agreement.

Prince Zhao could even hand over his entire family to Tang Yue, so naturally he didn't care if he bought more things.

"Lang Jun has a kind heart, and all the servants in the mansion understand it in their hearts."

Tang Yue waved his hand, "It's just generosity to others." If he is a poor ghost, no matter how kind he is, he can't do good deeds.

People always have to take care of themselves before they can take care of others.

And now, he can only let the servants in the mansion live better by leaking a little bit through the cracks of his fingers, so why not do it?