Removing the Ink Punishment

He was naive. No one's money comes from the wind. If the master didn't need so many people, why would he buy them back? The six or seven acres of land in the backyard alone would be enough for them to clean up for some time. Not to mention the dozen or so horses in the stable. Horses are very precious animals and need to be well cared for, which is not an easy job.

Seeing that Housekeeper Jin had no problem, Gulan took him to the main room.

"You wait here," Gulan said as she walked towards the bedroom on the side.

This is AnAn's bedroom, hers is opposite.

At this moment, AnAn is in the ear room (more like side room maybe) on the left side of the bedroom, which was decorated as a study by Gulan. It is where the little guy studies and reads. As for the ear room connected to her room, she temporarily used it as a warehouse, and placed some slightly valuable things in it, such as the gift Gulan gave to Yunjin on the day of moving, which was thrown into the ear room.

As for my son's bedroom, seeing how clingy he is, I guess he won't need it for a while. Gulan has not thought about sleeping in a separate bed from the little one for the time being. Everything needs a gradual trial stage. The child is too young and it is impossible to separate them all at once. She has thought it through. When everything is back on track next year, she will send the little one to school and take the opportunity to have them sleep in separate beds.

After entering, she knocked on the study door, glanced at HousekeeperJin standing in the living room, and said, "AnAn, the Housekeeper uncle is here, go out with Dad."

"I got it, Dad." AnAn quickly put the toys in his hand into the box, let Goudan play by himself, and followed his mother into the living room.

Then Housekeeper Jin saw the young master coming out with a fair and tender little baby. The baby had big round eyes and delicate facial features. He would definitely be a handsome man when he grew up.

At this moment, the exquisite young master was looking at him curiously.

Gulan glanced at Housekeeper Jin and said, "This is the young master."

Hearing this, Housekeeper Jin quickly bowed and respectfully called out, "Young Master."

AnAn was not used to being saluted suddenly and looked at his mother helplessly.

Receiving her son's gaze, Gulan patted his head soothingly and said softly, "AnAn, this is the Housekeeper Jin that Dad mentioned. He will take care of our family from now on."

"Hello, Uncle Housekeeper."

AnAn understood what was going on and immediately called for help and smiled at Housekeeper Jin, looking so adorable. The word "uncle" instantly made Housekeeper Jin's heart soften.

He hurriedly said, "No, Master, just call me Housekeeper Jin."

Housekeeper Jin felt very comfortable that he was not looked down upon, but rules were rules, and he could not really let the young master call him uncle.

"Dad," AnAn looked at Gulan. Although he understood that the housekeeper was the little one (servant) in the family, he was still little after all, and his understanding of the relationship between the master and the servants was still a little vague. In his opinion, isn't it normal to call older people uncles?

Gulan smiled back at her son and said softly, "It's okay, AnAn, just call as much as you feel comfortable."

"But, sir, this is against the rules." Upon hearing this, Housekeeper Jin whispered. Although he was just a cook in the kitchen before, he was still familiar with the rules of the mansion. There are clear hierarchies, especially the rules between servants must be strictly followed.

Gulan shook her head and said calmly: "It doesn't matter, I'll listen to the young master."

"Yes," Housekeeper Jin bowed and agreed. Since the young master said so, the rules are not important.

Gulan nodded with satisfaction. This is the advantage of coming from a wealthy family. You know the rules.

Then she looked at her son and said, "It's okay, AnAn, go in and play with Goudan. But you have to practice calligraphy in a while, okay?"

"I know, Dad." AnAn nodded his head, looked at the housekeeper, and then turned back to the study.

Retracting her gaze, Gulan said, "Housekeeper Jin, forget about these two days. Let Jin Bao and Jin Dan serve the young master in a few days."

"Yes, I will teach Jin Bao and Jin Dan well and make sure they serve the young master well." Housekeeper Jin replied hurriedly.

"Yeah," Gulan nodded, and then said a temptation that Housekeeper Jin couldn't refuse.

"I see that both of you, Housekeeper Jin, have tattoos on your faces. As long as Housekeeper Jin is loyal enough and does his best in everything, perhaps I can help your grandson remove most of the tattoos on his face."

"Really...really?" Housekeeper Jin widened his eyes and looked at his master in disbelief.

When they were tortured with ink, they were all conscious and knew that the thick ink was deeply embedded in the flesh. Unless they did not want their faces to be cut off with a knife, there would be a great risk of death from infection. He had never heard that the ink punishment could be removed, even partially. It will be like this for the rest of their lives as they are older, but their two grandsons are still young and have already been branded on their faces, and the ink punishment will get bigger as their grandsons get older. Even if they have not committed any crime, people will know that they are sinners wherever they go. Not only he, but the whole family felt extremely upset when they thought of this, but there was nothing they could do.

Now that the master said there might be a way, whether it was true or not, Housekeeper Jin had to seize this opportunity, even if it was just to lighten the ink color.

Gulan: "I can't say I'm 100% sure, but I can get rid of 70% to 80% of it."

The color on the 70% or 80% was already very light. Housekeeper Jin looked at Gulan with surprise and immediately knelt down,

"Don't worry, sir. I will never dare to have second thoughts. I will serve you wholeheartedly and will never let you down."

Gulan nodded, knowing that this temptation was simply impossible for them to resolve.

"Get up, call Xia Mu and Li Chui to follow me out, and I'll leave lunch to Housekeeper Jin. We have everything you need in the kitchen, so prepare yours as well."

"Yes, I will definitely see to it." The excited Housekeeper Jin bowed and left.

With a faint smile, Gulan turned and went back into her son's study. The two children were reading a book or practicing calligraphy at the moment, although Goudan had a reluctant look on his face.

"Dad," AnAn looked up at Gulan who was walking in.

Gulan: "It's okay. Dad just wants to tell you that he's going out. Remember to stay at home. If you have anything, go find Housekeeper Jin, okay?"

"Don't worry, Dad. AnAn knows. AnAn has grown up." The little guy agreed softly, and his expression seemed as if he had really grown up.

Gulan suppressed his laughter and said, "Yes, our AnAn has grown up."

What a silly child! He didn't realize how many people want to go back to their childhood when they grow up.

"Now that dad is out, Goudan has to study hard, too, understand?"

"Yeah," Goudan nodded helplessly.

"Good."

When Gulan arrived at the front yard, the two Li brothers had already arrived, and Xia Mu and Li Chui were also waiting there.

"Can you drive a carriage?" Gulan looked at Xia Mu and the other man.

"Yes, sir. I can," Xia Mu said.

"I can do it too," Li Chui said quickly.

"Okay, follow me to the backyard." While saying this, she also looked at Li Da and Li Er.

The two understood immediately and followed Gulan to the backyard.

Soon, four carriages were ready. Two of them had their carriages removed. The four carriages quickly left the yard and drove out of Lijia Village.

...The target is Yunzhou City.

Once you enter the city, you'll start shopping. The first place we went to was the wooden furniture shop. There were so many pieces of furniture that we needed to buy, so this was the best place to go. Just the beds needed were sixteen, and there were also boxes and cabinets to store the bedding, and so on. Now that he had bought them, he thought of the few vacant side rooms, so he planned to buy some more, making a total of thirty beds, just to be prepared.

After doing the math, it seemed like the carriages were not enough, so he simply decided not to use his own carriage. The Duomufang he bought was for delivery, and it had to be delivered before dusk.