Following Wu Liang's opening remarks, others began to speak up more boldly, "Princess, the temporary palace isn't as big as our royal residence. This servant feels so bored every day, my old arms and legs are getting rusty."
The speaker was Zhao Gui, a servant who served as the head steward and was in charge of the outer courtyard. The inner courtyard was naturally mainly the responsibility of Bi Qiao, while Granny Zhuang only needed to keep an eye on the late princess's dowry. She used to have a main courtyard to manage in the Prince's mansion, but now she was free.
After Zhao Gui finished speaking, Granny Zhuang began to speak as well: "Little Gui is right, Princess. These days, I just eat and sleep all day long. Look, I've gotten fat. I'm most afraid of getting fat when I'm old. Please find me something to do."
Granny Zhuang was bitter inside. The princess had maids and eunuchs bestowed by the Empress Dowager to serve her, so how could an old woman like her get involved? Every time she wanted to do something for the princess, Sheng Xia and the others would hurriedly tell her to stop and rest. If it weren't for the maids' extremely respectful attitude, treating her as an elder, she would have thought that the princess was going to distance herself from her like she did from Granny Zhuang. Now that the princess was finally better, she couldn't afford to distance herself from her.
After Granny Zhuang spat out her saliva, Zhao Shu smiled, and Bi Qiao hurriedly began to complain, "Princess, I also feel weak and tired. Could you arrange a job for me? Aren't you going to open a shop? Do you think I can be an accountant?" She was the head maid of the Prince's mansion, and she was more capable than the mistress of a small family.
Zhao Shu said with a laugh, "If you go to be the accountant, what will Fei Peng do?"
Upon hearing this, Fei Peng objected and hurriedly said, "Princess, why not let Sister Bi Qiao become my apprentice?"
“Go to hell, you apprentice.” Bi Qiao glanced at him.
The joke made everyone laugh. These past few days had been both stifling and restrictive for everyone. Not only could they not get involved in anything at Fengxin Palace, but the palace maids and officials around the Empress Dowager would also grab them and scold them whenever they saw them. And now, everyone had just finished being scolded.
Seeing that it was almost time to go out and rest, Zhao Shu said, "Guanzhou is a small place, and the palace is not spacious. Everyone is usually so busy that they don't have time to rest. They are already feeling uncomfortable after only a few days of leisure. In that case, I, the princess, will arrange some things for everyone to do."
The lights were lit in the courtyard, and everyone looked up at Zhao Shu with hopeful eyes. Some hoped to go to the shop, some hoped to follow Xiao Zhuzi to build a manor outside, and some hoped to work with the old lady to make shampoo. They were not unsophisticated people. Knowing that the princess was going to open a shop, they thought it would be better to hire their own people instead of outsiders.
These people were all carefully selected before being brought here. After considering for a while, Zhao Shu said, "Bi Qiao, be the human resources manager."
"Princess, what is a personnel manager?" Bi Qiao asked immediately, her mind unable to process it.
Zhao Shu thought about it for a moment. This was a bit difficult to explain. When doing part-time work in modern times, the responsibilities of the HR manager of each company are different. However, her plan was...
"You'll be in charge of staff allocation and training. I want you to train a group of staff even better than those at Yipinju, half men and half women, all handsome and beautiful, with an average age of no more than thirty. Those over thirty who have good temperament and are easy to manage can be kept and trained as junior managers." There will definitely be many people needed in the future. Older people are much more tactful in dealing with people. In the long run of business, tact is a basic principle.
The kneeling crowd below immediately began to look at each other, especially the maids. Yongwang Mansion had not been established for long, so it was not like those deeply rooted aristocratic families with many sons born into the family. Therefore, most of these maids were also without roots.
Led by Granny Zhuang, the women who came from the Marquis of Yiguang's mansion as part of their dowry, married and had children after arriving at the Prince's mansion, or whose children had just grown up, were overjoyed. None of their children were particularly ugly; most had regular features and a friendly smile.
The concubines and singers in the mansion are all beautiful, but who would want to work as a waitress? Those with some looks dream of climbing the social ladder and becoming phoenixes, so they firmly believe that Zhao Shu will take a liking to their children.
Bi Qiao was also ambitious. She glanced at the few men around her who were of suitable age and shook her head. At most, they were decent-looking, but not even pretty. According to the princess's wishes and her own ideas, she would definitely find someone like Chu Chun and others who were beautiful, elegant and have a good temperament.
"The nanny is responsible for learning the recipes with Old Master Peng and selecting apprentices to become masters who will specialize in making shampoos and conditioners in the future." Zhao Shu's gaze fell on the hopeful-looking Nanny Zhuang.
Granny Zhuang hurriedly kowtowed to her, "Princess, rest assured, Granny will make sure everyone is well taken care of."
Zhao Shu smiled, "Ah Jun believes that Granny will definitely do a good job."
Wu Liang and Zhao Gui listened for a while and realized that it had nothing to do with them, so they became unhappy and hurriedly said in unison, "Princess, where are we?"
"Wu Liang, I have a task for you. Do you know why the Prince's Palace has so many fewer soldiers?" Zhao Shu asked him.
Wu Liang racked his brains but still couldn't figure it out. He scratched his head and asked, "Why... is that?"
"Because I want to forge you into the strongest blade in all of Dayong, capable of taking on a hundred men each, and amidst a million mighty soldiers, taking the head of the enemy leader is as easy as taking candy from a bag. Are you confident that you can make your subordinates surpass General Peng?" Zhao Shu's voice was impassioned. In many cases, it is better to have a high-quality army than a large one. The Yongwang Mansion has been established for too short a time, and there is no time to train elite soldiers. If she can train a special forces unit, then when she returns to the capital and the situation becomes chaotic, who will she be afraid of?
Zhao Shu spoke passionately, and Wu Liang listened with great enthusiasm. He used to be a lowly soldier, living at the mercy of the centurion and commander every day. Just when he was about to give up, the Prince Yong's military reform came into effect, and he was lucky enough to be kept on. Even more fortunate was that he became a captain of the military. Although it didn't sound as prestigious as being a centurion, his pay was three times that of a centurion. Moreover, the clothes he wore, the things he stepped on, and the things he carried were all better than those of the Imperial Guards. You can't help but see the envious and jealous looks in the eyes of the Pengcheng Army. He still felt secretly pleased, but on the surface, he still had to show a humble appearance.
After becoming the captain, he thought that as long as he did his job well, he would not make any further progress, because the Yongwang Mansion's military system was not a lifelong system. When they reached a certain age, they had to retire and be replaced by new people. In just a few years, he could not possibly defeat Mo Qin and become the commander.
But to his surprise, the princess ordered him to bring out the strongest troops of Dayong! How could he not be excited? Who dares to claim to be the strongest!
Gao Dan was also the captain of the palace guards. He, Wu Liang, and Zhang Liu led a team to stay at the Prince's mansion to protect the princess. Now that Zhang Liu was in the capital, he and Wu Liang had come to Guanzhou. Hearing the princess's words, it seemed that she was going to exclude him. He was immediately unhappy and hurriedly raised his voice, "Princess, what about me? What about me?" He shouted with a thick neck, his loud and rough tone quite aggrieved.
Wu Liang glanced at him smugly. Although everyone was brothers on the training field, there was still competition. If my soldier lost to your soldier, no way. We'd have to compete again. If we couldn't win, we'd keep competing until we were about to win.
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