The queen must start from the head

Chapter 94
In the western suburbs of the imperial city, the new base of the Wushuang faction has settled down completely.

A lot of wasteland near the sect has been reclaimed by the disciples of the sect, and they are planted with seasonal vegetable seeds.A bamboo frame is also set up above the vegetable field, and some climbing beans are going to be planted.The water for planting and watering vegetables is directly carried from the circular canal, which is very convenient.

The sun at noon in late autumn is still a bit hot.

Two people dressed as old men opened their skirts and sat on the edge of the shady field, fanning the wind with straw hats and chatting.

Lao Bai, Bai Xiu'er's father, took off the straw sandals on his feet, turned over the upper and buckled the dirt inside, grinned on his wrinkled face and said, "Old Jin, I really didn't expect that, my brother The two of you can still go to the fields together."

Lao Jin's name is Jin Shun, and he is Jin Cuihua's father. When his own daughter was brought into the mountain gate by Sect Leader Mu, he also went with him.

After hearing Lao Bai's words, he was also happy, and his gray eyebrows twitched a few times, "It's a good life to live with the head of Mu. Anytime is a good life. While our bones can still move, we will give more to the sect." It’s good to make a contribution.”

"Yeah!" Lao Bai kept nodding. He looked sideways at the three tall and round "big white eggs" not far behind, and said curiously, "I don't know that group of brats. Make some things in there. I heard that when the things are messed up, they have to be taken out for takeaway."

"Come on, what does the factory produce, do you need to worry about it?" Lao Jin pinched his nostrils and flicked the sticky stuff in his hand, "I heard your wife said the other day that she wanted to give it to you. Is the daughter going to recruit another family?"

Hearing this, Lao Bai's face drooped, "My mother-in-law is a slobber, messing with Chen Xiaolian's mother all day long, making some useless things. Zhang Luo's family is a fake, don't want to It's true to stay here to help others earn money. She is a pig brain, and she doesn't want to think that the head of Mu has taught her daughter all the skills, and she can let us go out alone without others?"

Lao Jin nodded knowingly, "I think back then, when we were young, we could eat two corn buns for a meal, and we should be happy if we didn't starve to death all year round. Now there are some people in the school who eat big fish and meat every day. Clothes are provided, and a good house is lived in. The head of Renmu didn't order us to do anything, but instead, we were unhappy with one thing or another all day long. Sigh, these are all people..."

Lao Bai nodded with deep understanding.

The two talked for a while, and suddenly a little girl with ponytails ran towards them, saying that the steward Wu Mei was looking for them.

Wu Mei wants to find them?

The two looked at each other, both in a daze.After tidying up in twos and threes, he followed the little girl and left.

"Is everything arranged?"

Mu Lian stood in her study room, put down the pen in her hand, and looked at Wu Mei who came to report.

"It's all arranged. Except for the sect disciples, no one else can stay in the dormitory area in the future. The dormitory area is also divided into fifth-class dormitory areas according to the accommodation conditions. Foreign employees live in the outermost fifth-class area. Live in the fourth-class area, ordinary disciples live in the third-class area, and core disciples live in the second-class area. In the first-class area, only closed disciples and elders of the sect can live. By this evening, everyone will be able to move out."

Mu Lian nodded, "The arrangement is good."

After she finished speaking, she asked again, "Sister Wu, you are an old man in my family, do you also feel that my arrangement is a bit unreasonable?"

Wu Mei did not expect that Mu Lian would directly ask her about this matter.

She couldn't help thinking that when the order of the master was conveyed to everyone in the sect, the young disciples didn't respond, while some senior sisters in the embroidery team spoke sarcastically, saying that she was the master and forgot about her old man when she gained power.Even the older generation pointed at her nose and called her "ruthless and unjust".

At that moment, she fell into a deep confusion.Are these people in front of her still the sisters and partners she joked with in the past?It's only been less than a year, why are they so different from before?
After thinking for a long time, she slowly opened her mouth, "I think, what you did, Sect Leader, is right. The more you work, the more you get, the less you work, the less you get. The more capable a person is, the more responsibilities they take on and the more contributions they make." Big. Some people take the benefits given by the sect for nothing, and after a long time, they think that they deserve everything, and are unwilling to contribute half of their strength to the sect. Why does the sect keep such people? "

Mu Lian chuckled, "You can see clearly. How many people have said that they want to leave the sect and go out to make a living by themselves?"

Wu Mei pulled out a piece of paper from her sleeve and handed it to Mu Lian, who unfolded it to have a look.

"Chen Xiaolian, Tian Yun, Zhang Shu, Wang Linger, Zhao Qian, Feng Yurong, Zhu Lin, Mao Han..." Seeing a series of familiar names, Mu Lian couldn't help shaking her head. Unexpectedly, the embroidery team of 12 people in the past is now only Han Youniang, Bai Xiuer, Jin Cuihua, and Dong Qiang were left willing to stay.

Most of these twelve women were rescued from the fire pit by her own hands, although she did not expect these people to repay them.But she took the initiative to ask for resignation and left, disregarding the kindness of supporting her for more than half a year, which made her feel a little cold.

Although these people asked to leave because of the introduction of her reform, I'm afraid they are also thinking in their hearts to go out and make money by themselves with the embroidery skills they learned here.

The taller the building, the bigger the plate, there will always be moths.

Mu Lian knew that her sect had only been established for a short time, and there were always many deficiencies in all aspects of door regulations and access control.Therefore, for this new move, I have already made up my mind to make some changes and set rules.

Since it is a sect, there is no distinction between grades, grades, grades, grades, how can new disciples be motivated?If everything focuses on the so-called absolute fairness, then this sect will become a pool of stagnant water.Without the enemy's attack, sugar-coated shells and all kinds of erosion and penetration, her building can collapse by itself.

Now that the order in the sect is clear, the gate rules have been established, and the order is fixed, the rest is to recruit newcomers, and move forward in a muffled voice.

Mu Lian discussed a lot with Wu Mei again, and handed over a lot of management and psychology books in her study to the other party, hoping that the other party could study further and continue to grow.

Looking at Wu Mei's back carrying a large pile of books away, Mu Lian vaguely saw the middle-aged woman who was about to kneel down to her in tears.

The cherries are red, and the plantains are green. Time flies so fast that even Wu Mei has grown to this stage unconsciously.

Letting go of her emotions, Mu Lian picked up her pen again and began to write and draw.

In the prime minister's mansion, the housekeeper is reporting to the head of the family about the preparations for tomorrow's banquet.

"...Mingyue Tower, Baiye Tower, Embroidered Women's Workshop, hmph, these families will come to the old man's banquet tomorrow, and I'm afraid they are all here for Na Mulian."

Bi Ying put down the letter paper in her hand, stood up from the reclining chair, put her hands behind her back, and looked at a work hanging behind her desk.

It was a lonely boat drifting in the snowy river, and the old man on the boat was fishing alone, leaving the world alone and independent.The boundless coldness of the vastness of the world hits the face, making it hard to believe that this is not a painting, but an embroidery work.

This painting "Fishing Alone in the Cold River" was made by Mu Lian in the past. It was sold by the prefect Yan Tao at a high price when he was in Tianhai City, but it turned out to have fallen into Bi Ying's hands.

"Mulian, after you entered Beijing, you have stirred up the situation several times, what exactly are you trying to catch?"

Listening to the head of the house talking to himself, the butler just stood aside respectfully, like a wooden sculpture.

Bi Ying turned her head to look at the bloody setting sun outside the window, stroked her beard and said, "Forget it, I'll give you a try during the banquet tomorrow!"

(End of this chapter)