The daughter of a general is reborn to save the whole family of the marquis

The imperial court took the lead in establishing workshops, and notices recruiting the families of northern soldiers to work were soon posted all over the streets and alleys of Shengjing City.

At the time when sweet osmanthus flowers were falling from the branches, the Shengjing city, which should have been cold and desolate, became bustling because of this news.

"Sister-in-law You, this is great news, a great thing!"

The village was bustling everywhere except the You family, which was very quiet.

Hearing the call from outside, Sister You felt bitter. What good things could come to her You family now?

She lost her husband at a young age and raised three children alone. Unfortunately, the eldest child went to the battlefield in the north. She heard that the battle would be a fight to the death and that the eldest child might never come back, so she cried almost every day.

What’s worse is that the second son has been seriously ill for half a year and there is no money for his treatment.

And she also has an elderly mother-in-law to support.

Not long ago, a matchmaker came to her house to propose marriage to her thirteen-year-old daughter. It was not too early to do so at this age, but the other party wanted to marry her daughter to a wealthy family to be a concubine.

The master was already sixty years old and had many wives and concubines. If his daughter married into the mansion, she would be the seventh concubine. He also said that this was a great event for their You family and that he would give them a large sum of money.

She kicked the matchmaker out immediately.

But this morning, her daughter knelt in front of her, crying and begging her to send her to the master, and the money she got could be used to treat her second brother's illness.

Mrs. You felt that her heart was about to be broken by her daughter's crying.

Now someone was shouting outside the yard that something good was going to happen. When Sister You went out, she took a broom in her hand and thought to herself that if anyone else came to persuade her to sell her daughter, she would beat that person out, no matter who they were.

The person who came in hurriedly from outside the yard was Mrs. Chen from next door, who was very caring towards them on weekdays.

But at this moment, Sister You was still on guard.

Sister Chen came in and grabbed her hand, and seemed even more excited than she was: "Your second son can be saved, and your third son doesn't have to be sent to a rich family to be ruined."

How could such a good thing happen?

The first thing Sister You thought of was her eldest son. She immediately said excitedly, "The battle in the north was won? My eldest son is back?"

"It is indeed related to your eldest son. The court issued a notice, saying that they would pay silver to recruit women to work in the workshop, and they would be paid. And only relatives of northern warriors would have such an opportunity."

Sister You was stunned for a moment. It was indeed a good thing.

The villagers spend the whole year farming or raising chickens and ducks to make money. After the crops are grown, they have to pay taxes, and there is not much left on hand. It is considered good if they can have enough food to eat all year round.

Women could do some needlework to earn money, but where would they have the leisure time after farming? Moreover, the clothes and shoes for the family members had to be made by themselves.

There are very few ways for women to earn money outside, otherwise there would not be families selling their daughters to brothels because they could not afford food, and there would not be the situation of selling themselves to bury their fathers or mothers.

Mrs. Chen said, "I tore off the notice and brought it back to you. Later, you can ask your son Saner to take this notice to work in the workshop. I have asked for you, and the wages are higher than other places. The monthly wages are four taels of silver, and food and accommodation are provided."

Mrs. You just felt unbelievable, and her hands were shaking as she held the notice.

She also knew that the current wages outside were between one and two taels of silver a month, and that was the wage for strong laborers.

On the other hand, a respectable maid in a wealthy family could receive two taels of silver every month, which was already very good.

But now the notice says that if you work in that workshop, you can get four taels of monthly silver!

Sister You burst into tears.

"Could it be that someone is deceiving us?"

"Who would dare to use the reputation of the court to deceive us? The wages are so high, mainly because there are men in the family fighting in the north. Those who don't have men fighting in the north can't go. And each family can only arrange for one woman to work."

Mrs. You clutched the notice tightly, squatted on the ground, and cried loudly.

This was really timely rain for her family, and it was the best news. They were saved, her second and third children were saved.

The same situation occurred in all places, big and small, in Daqi.

For those who are not in a hurry for money, it is icing on the cake.

But for families like Mrs. You, it was timely help and life-saving news.

Some people cried for joy, as they were finally rescued after having been drowning in the water for many days. Their long-standing sorrow finally found an outlet, so they burst into tears, like Sister You.

Some people kept howling, they were in the darkness but could never catch the light, so they kept struggling and cursing, like the lady from the Miao family.

Although she had no parents-in-law to support, her husband was a gambler, and he became even more addicted to gambling after his son went to the battlefield.

In order to raise money for gambling, her husband had sold one of their daughters. She tried to stop him but was beaten until her head was bleeding.

The money he got from selling his eldest daughter has been lost.

He began to plan to sell his little daughter. Mrs. Miao was angry but dared not say anything. Now that the court had such a good thing, she thought that if it was her turn, she would quietly run away with her daughter.

At least it would be good to have a place to stay and have food to eat for myself and my daughter.

But although this matter is related to the soldiers, it is only related to the soldiers in the north, and her son is guarding the west!

"Why does the court only take care of the families of the soldiers in the north? Are only the soldiers in the north the soldiers of Daqi? Aren't the soldiers in the west considered as such? Why why! It's not fair!!" Lady Miao shouted at the top of her lungs.

All the neighbors knew about her family situation and felt sorry for her but could do nothing about it.

The people sent by the court were only following the rules and regulations. They were unable to give her a reasonable explanation and ignored her pain.

Not only did the families of the soldiers guarding the west feel that it was unfair, but even the families of the soldiers guarding the southern border felt that it was unfair.

Later, some news came out and they finally quieted down.

The message was: "The battle in the north is a fight to the death, so the court will take extra care of the families of the northern soldiers."

For a moment, everyone had mixed feelings. They hoped to be taken care of, but they also hoped that their sons or husbands on the battlefield could return safely.

If you could choose...

Many mothers, many sisters, and many wives hoped that their relatives who were far away in the frontier could come back alive.

Sister You also heard such words, but she swallowed her tears. After waiting for seven days, she quietly and firmly brought her daughter to the Yue Anmian Workshop.

After confirming that her daughter could work here and earn five taels of silver every month, Sister You hugged her daughter tightly, her tears falling into her daughter's collar.

She thought, "I didn't take my eldest son's life in exchange for a job worth four taels of silver. Even without my daughter's job worth four taels of silver per month, my eldest son would still fight the war in the north as he should.

“Many people have the matter reversed, thinking that if we get a job that pays four ounces of silver a month, it means we are letting our sons die on the battlefield.

“But is this really the case?

“No.

"It's because our son faces too much risk in the northern battlefield that only the women in our family have the opportunity to get a job that pays four ounces of silver a month."

Sister You burst into tears.