An Laosi has been doing nothing since the Changshu incident. He has a vacant position and eats and drinks every day.
At first, he was uneasy, unable to swallow every day, and then he began to feel uneasy.
An wife said to him, "You are too arrogant."
An Laosi didn't understand. He asked his wife, "Don't Changshu have any credit for me? Can't I even have real power?"
"You are from Huizhou." An's wife said to him, "At that time, I asked you to go to Changshu, I am afraid that Nan Bodhisattva could not find a suitable person, so I asked you to go, otherwise why bother to use you, a person who is loyal and unknown? "
An wife: "We are different from others. We were born in Huizhou. This is our great fault. Nan Bodhisattva hangs you for so long because he wants to use you."
An Lao Si: "Use me?"
An wife smiled and said, "Husband, it's up to you, if you can't do it, what if you can climb the ladder?"
An Lao Si smiled: "Miss, don't underestimate your husband!"
Sure enough, Song Shizhao came to the door the next day.
Song Shizhao said straight to the point: "I asked you to approach King Xiaoming. As for the method, you have to think for yourself."
An Laosi was stumped: "Can't you tell me to cut the eggs and become a eunuch?"
Besides, even if he is an eunuch, can the eunuch beside the emperor still be someone of this age
Song Shizhao smiled and said, "It depends on Mr. An's ability."
Song Shizhao left, but An Lao Si was sitting in a chair and couldn't move. He wanted to make a big deal, but he never thought of being a man!
When An's wife came out to pour tea, she saw An Lao Si huddled in the chair like a quail, with a blank expression on his face.
An wife asked a question, and An Lao Si said it with trembling lips.
An wife was silent for a while: "Can Director Song say the time limit?"
An Lao Si shook his head: "That's not true."
An wife laughed: "It can be seen that you are a blind eye, and you are at the tip of the bull's horn. Where did you ask you to go to King Xiao Ming, just to ask you to inquire about the news around him, it is not a good way to be a eunuch."
An Lao Si's eyes lit up, he grabbed his wife's clothes, and seeing that his wife was unmoved, he hurriedly bowed down: "My lady, teach me."
An wife: "You go to Nan Bodhisattva to ask for money first, and ask the merchants to go to Anfeng to find a way. This time I'm afraid I will go with you. First, use the money to open the way. If you can buy an official, it's best. Go to be a clerk."
"We are going to be the eyes and ears of Nan Bodhisattva." An wife said, "If you have a good friend outside, take it with you this time."
"The family has a great business, and Anfeng's talents will not be suspicious."
An Lao Si coughed slightly: "This..."
An's wife: "Maybe you can't hide my pillow?"
An Laosi has a romantic temperament, and he has a lot of good looks outside. Since his wife has spoken, he will beg from family to family.
Most of the widows who were close to him were widows. When these women heard that he was going to Huizhou and wanted to bring them with them, one or two disagreed. .
There is also the savage one who sees him obsessed, and curses loudly: "It's just that you are good in bed, and your aunt is right to be a man for free, but you have the audacity to want your aunt to be a concubine with you? Go for your Spring and Autumn Dream!"
These widows hold the property in their hands, because women can also set up households, and the money is all in their own hands. Naturally, they don’t look like they are concubines for An Laosi.
It was not uncommon for a widow to raise a man under Lin Yuan's rule.
Most of them have children, and because their husband’s family is still there, they don’t want to go back to their parents’ home—bring the money back to their parents’ home. Is the money their own or their own? There are not only their daughters in the family, but also brothers and sisters!
The husband's family also doesn't want them to go back. They are here, and the property is still their own. If they leave, the property will be gone.
So a new industry was born - pimping widows.
The widow is young, in her thirties, lonely in the backyard, naturally needs a man, and doesn't want to remarry, what should I do
Find a man!
These men are all good-looking, from poor families. If they can't find a rich family who are willing to recruit, they live in the widow's house. The widow gives him money every month, and he acts as a walking stick.
It's not all clubs, there are many widows in front of the door, and these men sometimes act as servants or watchdogs.
So now being a widow doesn't seem so miserable.
If you give birth to children, these children will all take their mother's surname, not their father's surname, and the husband's family will not recognize them. As for the future separation? They can't move the property of the husband's family, but only move the mother's dowry.
However, most of the widows do not want to have children. After all, their lovers have changed a lot. Even if they are pregnant, they don't know which one it is.
So they started contraception.
Lin Yuan still didn't know how the ancients used contraception, and even asked Song Shizhao.
Song Shizhao said, "If a man and a woman want to have children, they must send sperm into their bodies, so don't send them."
Lin Yuan: "..."
Those men are so patient!
Sure enough, people had to bow their heads under the eaves.
"I have to take care of it." Lin Yuan said to Song Shizhao.
Originally, they did this kind of thing secretly, and Lin Yuan didn't say anything, but now that it's on the table, it can only be managed.
Those men go to face the widow, and they don't pay tax when they get the money. How can there be such a cheap thing
The labor force is called labor force if it has to work, and it cannot create social value, so Lin Yuan dislikes them as an eyesore.
"Let's start with the tax." Lin Yuan said to Song Shizhao, "Tell them to pay the tax."
Song Shizhao was stunned for a moment, then said with a low smile, "It's time to call them unlucky."
So the middle people got the news that they had to pay taxes, not only they had to pay, but also the men who were sent out by them. Where did the taxes come from? Naturally, the money they got came up. Could it be that the widow had to pay the tax when she gave out the money from the dignitary? But few widows have such financial resources.
The men made up the previous taxes, and the original savings in their hands were gone.
But she was reluctant to do the widow's good job, so she could only go out and find another livelihood.
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"Zhang Si!" The young guy trotted over and grabbed Zhang Si's arm, "Have you inquired about what I asked you to inquire about last time?"
Zhang Si sighed. He was born well. Although he was a farmer, he was the best born among the four brothers in the family. He had thick eyebrows, big eyes, a square face and tall looks. I fell in love with him, and he chose the youngest and most beautiful one.
As a result, fellow villagers found out and called him to help.
There are still people who want to serve the same one with him.
Zhang Si sighed and said, "It's not like you don't know, now you have to pay taxes for doing this. The tax is not low, it's almost equal to the commercial tax!"
The young man said with a smile: "No matter how high it is, is there still a surplus? Even if there is no surplus, there is no need to eat at home."
Zhang Si: "In the beginning, there were not many widows. The rich widow was found long ago. If you look for it now, there are still some, but you have to serve her with several."
Some rich widows can support five or six by one person.
The young man's expression was a little complicated: "Is there no one around?"
Zhang Si: "That's it, people don't necessarily look down on you, but there is still room for you to choose?"
Seeing Zhang's impatience on all sides, the young man said quickly, "Brother, don't be angry, it's the younger brother who has a good eye and a low hand."
Zhang Si was a little smoother now: "There is a widow in the east of the city. Mrs. Li is in her forties. She is not born very well. There is no one around, but the requirements are not low. If you are confident, you can try it yourself."
The boy widened his eyes: "How do you try this?"
Zhang Si: "She has a maid, if you go, that maid will check on you, you don't have to do anything yourself."
Sure enough, the guy went, and the one who came to check on him was a black-faced and rough-faced maid, who took off his clothes when he came up, and said to the maid who was guarding the door: "No spots and no marks, two fingers, Mao Shaowei. Light, go and report."
The doormaid left.
The boy quickly put on his clothes and his face was all red.
He stayed that night. Mrs. Li was not well born, with a body like a fat melon, a face like a man, and few words. He served her tremblingly, lest she would be unhappy, and there was nothing to talk about after that.
Fortunately, she said to him when she woke up in the morning, "I will pay the tax for three dollars a month. If you have a child, it is none of your business."
She got married at fourteen, and within two years of her marriage, her husband was gone, she was alone for a long time, and she didn't even have a child.
Originally, she didn't want to raise people. She was also a lady before she got married, but the child became a demon, so she nodded her head under the persuasion of her mother. The child was her own.
The guy is here to stay.
I don’t have to worry about my daily diet, I can still earn three dollars a month, and I have saved up to buy a house in the city.
Mrs. Li is a good waiter. After staying for a long time, he has some feelings for Mrs. Li.
However, this relationship is also strange. They are too different in age, and the guy has a lively temperament. Li actually regarded him as a son.
When he really has a child, the guy is even more reluctant to leave.
"I'll marry you!" the boy said to Mrs. Li, "otherwise the child will have no father."
Li Shi shook his head at him: "My property will be left to the children, not to you."
The young man said again: "I heard people say, what can we do notarization now, we go to notarization, all your money is given to the child, I can't do it, can you?"
Li still didn't let go.
The boy scratches his ears.
He was not favored at home, and his parents favored the young. He never wore new clothes since he was a child, and he would go to the ground when he could move. He didn't know what it was like to be hurt until he came to Li's side.
He was suffering from the cold, and it was Mrs. Li who asked for warmth. The first new clothes in his life were made by Mrs. Li himself.
Li was taciturn, but he treated him just like his son. He loved her from the bottom of his heart and wanted to marry her.
The guy said, "Then I'll join you in your house, okay?"
This time Li did not refuse.
The two quickly became relatives.
This also points out a new way for the men who face to face.
Face-to-face is no future! Enrollment is the pinnacle of their struggle!
The trend of men not thinking about progress and not producing is finally curbed.
The author has something to say: In fact, it is not uncommon for women to pack men.
After all, it's normal to be lazy and be lazy.
At a certain point, there are also a bunch of articles by female bosses and male protagonists—all written by male authors.