The cruel little princess

Originally, Shen Youyou should have received the greetings of these servants in the main room in the backyard, but in Zeng Bo's eyes, the young lady was also the host, and the main room in the front yard was where the general held meetings and received guests. Usually, any important events in the family were announced in the front yard. In addition, the young lady was a delicate girl, and if a group of rough men ran to the backyard to pay their respects to her, it would cause criticism, so they simply arranged for Shen Youyou to receive the greetings in the main room in the front yard.

After welcoming Shen Youyou into the front yard and sitting her in the main seat, Zeng Bo and the others knelt down directly. "Welcome Miss back home!" they shouted in unison.

Shen Youyou: ...When it comes to embarrassing moments of social death, this can definitely be included as one of them.

Shen Youyou said, "Everyone please stand up quickly! All of you uncles and aunts are my father's right-hand men. Youyou is new here, so please forgive me if there is anything I am not doing well!" Then she ordered everyone to stand up, "From now on, we are a family. When you see me in the future, you don't have to kneel down and worship me unless there are outsiders around or it is not a formal occasion. All of you uncles and aunts please stand up quickly!" She pulled out a letter from her sleeve pocket, "Uncle Zeng, this is a handwritten letter from my father to you! Chuntao, give it to Uncle Zeng." She handed it to Chuntao, who took it with both hands respectfully and then gave it to Uncle Zeng.

Zeng Bo took the letter with both hands but didn't open it immediately. "Thank you, Miss! I will go back and write back to the general in a moment."

Shen Youyou nodded. "Uncle Zeng, could you please introduce me to each of the uncles and aunts, and tell me which areas they are in charge of. This will make it easier for me to contact them when I need help." This was essentially a way for them to recognize her and Chuntao. Uncle Zeng then introduced them one by one. When they got to each person, they stepped out of the group, walked up to the young lady, and respectfully greeted her with a "Hello, young lady!" before introducing themselves. This helped to deepen Shen Youyou's impression of them.

There were not many servants in the general's mansion, and with Uncle Zeng included, there were only thirty-two people in total. There were only eight maids who were responsible for the daily sewing and mending work, and the rest were disabled soldiers who had retired from the military camp. After Shen Youyou had a general understanding of the situation, she let them go and do their own things. They should continue to do what they did before, and she would ask them for help when she had something to do. She left Uncle Zeng alone, "Uncle Zeng, I brought back a group of young men around fourteen or fifteen years old. They all signed a life contract with me at the border to work for me. Please help me arrange their food and lodging for the next few days. When I have a factory site in the suburban farm, I will let them move there so that they won't disturb the peace and quiet of the house." As she spoke, she took out the five hundred taels of silver note she had set aside, "Uncle Zeng, take this first, and use it as their living expenses!"

"Miss, you can't do this! You can't do this! The person you brought back is our family. As long as you trust him, there will be no problem! Why should we use money to feed our own family? Miss, please keep it for yourself. When you have nothing to do, go shopping and buy things that you girls like!" Zeng Bo waved his hand to refuse, refusing to accept her banknotes.

Shen Youyou had no choice but to put the banknote away again, "Then I'll have to trouble Uncle Zeng for everything!"

"Miss! You don't have to be so polite to me! This is what I'm supposed to do!" Zeng Bo smiled kindly. "Miss, you've been traveling so long. Please go back and rest. We'll arrange a welcome dinner for you tonight. Can we discuss anything tomorrow?"

"Uncle Zeng, there's no need to be extravagant. I'll just eat whatever the family eats!" Shen Youyou said as he walked out. "Uncle Zeng, don't call yourself an old servant anymore. Uncle Zeng is not old! And my father also said that he regards you as a brother he can trust with his life! So I call you Uncle Zeng! The same goes for other uncles!"

Zeng Bo stopped suddenly: It turns out that the general has always remembered it! In the military camp before, although everyone was in a superior-subordinate relationship, the general never acted like a general to them, and treated them equally as brothers! They drank wine together and ate meat together! Such a good general is worthy of their heart and soul! So to the general's daughter, in addition to being respectful, they also spoiled her like their own junior. So, after hearing this, Zeng Bo said in a choked voice. "Miss, old... Hey, old Zeng knows! Miss, you go and have a rest, I will arrange for your helpers to have a rest as well!"

Zeng Bo quickly arranged for the large bunk beds to be set up in the servants' quarters at the back. If there weren't enough, they could arrange for more in the back rooms and side rooms in the front. Then, they would be all set. Zeng Bo then told everyone that the young lady didn't want anyone to address her as "old slave," "slave," or "servant," so everyone should just call her "I" when they were alone, and follow the rules when outsiders were around. Everyone nodded in agreement.

Following Wang Po's guidance, Shen Youyou descended to the backyard, crossed the hallway, and opened the door to the boudoir her father had long since furnished. The first thing that caught her eye were six exquisitely decorated screens, each embroidered with large, intricate patterns, adding a touch of color to the somewhat chilly October day. Beyond the screens, a bed framed with carved Hainan Huanghuali wood, covered in exquisite Shu embroidery, was revealed. Opposite the bed, a beautifully carved dressing table flanked by small, carved treasure boxes, Shen Youyou knew without even looking, that they must be filled with precious jewels. In the outer room, a complete set of Hainan Huanghuali wood round tables, solid stools, and other furniture, along with shelves and cabinets for storage. Paintings and calligraphy, as well as couplets, hung on the walls, while the desk held the four treasures of the study and a crystal vase. The sweet osmanthus and orchid leaves in the vase exuded a delicate fragrance, bringing a touch of freshness and elegance to the entire room. These decorations not only added to the boudoir's cultural atmosphere, but also demonstrated the owner's refined taste and enjoyment of life. "Daddy, thank you so much for arranging such an elegant and yet cozy boudoir for me." She asked Wang Pozi to take Chuntao to see her own room. Just off her main room was a small side room, a servant's quarters, but it also had a living room and a living room, decorated by Zeng Bo in a simple, bright, and elegant manner. Chuntao smiled so hard that her teeth were visible. She had never expected to have her own room!

Shen Youyou briefly explained to Mrs. Wang that there was no need to leave her any dinner that night. She and Chuntao both needed to wash up and catch up on some sleep. They had been in the carriage for the past few days and hadn't gotten a good rest. If they woke up hungry, they would look for someone. Mrs. Wang nodded in agreement and went downstairs to report to Housekeeper Zeng.

Butler Zeng thought it was not the right thing to do, so he transferred four of the maids to the young lady's courtyard to serve in the back room in front of the courtyard. If the young lady needed anything, they could pass it on without leaving the courtyard. He also instructed the four maids to serve the young lady well. The maids all said, "Yes! We all know it! If the General's Mansion hadn't taken us in, we would have died of old age on the streets long ago! The young lady is our only master now, we all know it!"

Shen Youyou was awakened in the middle of the night. She was sleeping soundly with her back to the screen and her face towards the bed, but she felt that she heard a slight noise, as if her window was opened. She woke up immediately from her sleep! After all, she had been a special forces soldier for many years, so her alertness was still very high. While maintaining her breathing, and even deliberately making it slow and long to create the illusion that she was still asleep, she slowly put her right hand under the pillow. When her fingers touched the familiar dagger, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She quietly grasped the dagger in her hand, and in order not to alert the enemy, she kept her movements unchanged.