First, we need to add bodyguards, like Mingyu and Xiaobu who provide close protection.
Then there are those who go out of the mansion to gather information, and those who serve as guards in the mansion. Shouldn't these all be added?
"It's up to you to decide." Yu Nanqing smiled.
"You want me to decide everything? Aren't you afraid I'll spend all your money?"
She initially thought 10,000 taels a year was a lot, but after calculating the amount for 1,000 people, she realized it was very little.
Yu Nanqing laughed: "You earned it back in the first place."
If it weren't for Su Wanyan, where would he have gotten this 30,000 taels of salary?
If she wanted, she could take all the money, and he wouldn't have any objections.
Yu Nanqing's smile was gentle, like the morning sun.
Su Wanyan looked away: "Then I'll discuss it with Master Wang later."
While we have money now, let's spend it more.
Speak of the devil, and he appears; no sooner had Wang Zhang been mentioned than his voice came from outside the door: "Your Majesty, are you there?"
"I'm here, come in."
Wang Zhang came in from outside, holding a notebook in his hand. He presented it to her and said, "Your Majesty, please take a look at this."
Su Wanyan was curious and took it to open it.
Startled.
The record showed how many times Su Wanyan went into the kitchen to brew medicine, as well as the composition of the dregs, all of which were checked and recorded.
In addition to these, there were other things Su Wanyan did at the Prince's Mansion.
For example, preparing medicinal meals for Yu Nanqing, tidying up the small vegetable garden and medicinal herb field, and Su Chien learning martial arts from Mingyu, as well as Wang Zhang arranging work for other people in the mansion.
There were also some trivial matters, such as when Su Wanyan left the manor and how much she bought when she returned.
Perhaps because the person who kept records couldn't access the main house, she didn't write down the fact that she gave Yu Nanqing acupuncture in the notebook.
Su Wanyan flipped through the pages one by one, finding them incredibly detailed.
She remembered it in such detail that it was undoubtedly done by Emperor Yuanhe's men. She knew that Emperor Yuanhe's men were monitoring her, and she never thought that what she did in the mansion could escape Emperor Yuanhe's notice.
So even if she wanted to, she was powerless to do anything about it.
She looked up and asked, "Master Wang, have you arrested someone?"
Even if she catches one, there will be a second. Emperor Yuanhe has so many people; she can't possibly catch them all one by one.
To everyone's surprise, Wang Zhang shook his head: "No, Your Majesty, the person was arrested by a few guards. They... were all sent by the Emperor. When they arrested the person, he was just about to deliver this document to the palace."
Every so often, someone would report the affairs of the Prince's Palace to Emperor Yuanhe.
Upon hearing this, Su Wanyan immediately became interested: "They're fighting amongst themselves?"
"Rather than calling it internal strife, it's more accurate to say they wanted to defect to the Empress."
"Take me to see this quickly."
Yu Nanqing: "..."
He also wanted to go see it.
He wanted to see how Su Wanyan usually handled these things in the manor...
Yu Nanqing tightened his grip on the book, forcing himself to focus his gaze on the pages.
Main courtyard, flower hall.
In the center of the flower hall, a thin man was kneeling. He was not tall, with a narrow forehead and a pale face.
The first thing Su Wanyan asked him upon seeing him was, "Is he a eunuch?"
The palace was full of eunuchs, and there were definitely eunuchs among the servants sent to the Prince's mansion. These people had a very low profile in the mansion, and were just like maids, responsible for some cleaning and chores.
Wang Zhang was stunned, unsure how to answer.
It looks like it, but he hasn't questioned him yet; he can't exactly take his pants off to look.
Su Wanyan didn't seem to really want to confirm whether he was a eunuch.
Besides him, there were five guards in the flower hall, all wearing armor. Their weapons had been confiscated because they had entered the flower hall.
Upon seeing Su Wanyan, they all knelt down on one knee and kowtowed, saying, "Your humble servants greet Your Highness, the Princess."
Su Wanyan tossed her notebook onto the small table, lifted her skirt, and sat on the daybed: "What's going on?"
As they were talking, Qiu Ye had already served tea to Su Wanyan.
Su Wanyan picked up her teacup and took a sip.
The soldiers exchanged glances, and finally the leader in the middle spoke up: "We believe that now that we have entered Prince Gong's mansion, the Prince and the Empress are our masters. If the Prince and the Empress ever need our help, we will not hesitate in the slightest. We hope Your Majesty will consider this carefully."
Su Wanyan raised an eyebrow; this declaration of loyalty came so quickly.
Emperor Yuanhe was the ruler of the country, and they could not afford to offend him, so they did not say that everything recorded in this book had to be reported to Emperor Yuanhe.
"How do I know if you're telling the truth?" Su Wanyan laughed. "What if you say one thing to my face and another behind my back, and then leak all the details of what's going on in the manor? Who am I supposed to hold responsible?"
The soldier immediately became anxious and raised his head to swear: "If I have uttered even half a lie, may I be skinned alive, struck by lightning, and die a horrible death!"
They admitted that they were envious when they saw Su Wanyan distributing money to the servants in the mansion.
They were just lowly soldiers in the palace, with a monthly salary of only 300 coins, which is two taels of silver.
Although the monthly salary was the same as that of the servants in the Prince's mansion, the money had all been processed through a system of checks and balances, and when it was finally distributed, some of it had to be given as a tribute to the leader. In reality, they only received 100 coins or even less.
Last time they saw Su Wanyan give each person two bags of silver. If they had that much silver, they don't know how much good food they could eat or how many fun things they could buy.
Why should we live on a meager monthly income?
They had witnessed Su Wanyan's character over the past few days; she had never mistreated the servants.
Even though they were sent by the emperor, they never made things difficult for them.
At most, I'll just give them a few eye rolls.
Not only do they receive a monthly allowance, but the food and supplies they consume in their household are far superior to what they receive.
And then there's Su Chien, who was clearly a beggar they picked up, yet they were forced to give him the title of young master.
Su Wanyan's younger brother, even if he's not her biological brother, is a registered citizen. What else could he be but a young master?
Looking at it now, Su Chien even has servants to take care of him.
The group was incredibly envious. After discussing it, they decided to follow Su Wanyan from now on. Although it would only cost two taels of silver, they wouldn't be exploited and would even receive rewards when they did well.
They didn't ask for the same treatment as Su Chien; they would be content as long as it was better than what they were currently receiving and they didn't have to constantly worry about being beheaded.
As the saying goes, a good bird chooses a good tree to perch on; they simply wanted to find a job with better pay.
Hearing his vow, Su Wanyan was speechless.
If vows were truly effective, there wouldn't be so many liars in the world.
She thought for a moment, then suddenly laughed and said, "I have an idea."
She instructed Qiuye: "Summon all the servants in the main courtyard to the courtyard."
"Yes," Qiuye replied, lowering her eyes and stepping back.
"You guys, all of you, go wait outside."
The soldiers looked at each other, unsure of what Su Wanyan was up to, but still respectfully lowered their eyes and said, "Yes."
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