Returning to the temporary hotel, Zhao Ming had something to eat and then returned to the room alone.
Because Zhao Ming had something hidden in his heart, even if he had a mouthful of hot noodles, Zhao Ming would still feel like eating a piece of cake.
He was not thinking about the group of traffickers he met earlier, but thinking about how to govern Chahar in the future.
I just came back from outside and bought a map of Chahar. This thing is quite expensive. I just spent a little more money to get it. The accuracy is far less accurate than the maps of later generations.
The map may have been produced a few years ago, and the names in it may be wrong. After all, the geographical names are also changing all the time due to changes in local officials or political power.
The place where he will be stationed this time is naturally the Xilingol League. This place is also called Ximeng and will be called Madu in later generations.
Grassland is the characteristic here. It is located in the northern region of Chahar. The place Zhao Ming needs to go is called Ming'an.
Ming'an is a homophonic word in Mongolian, meaning Qianli River.
In later generations, this place was also called Ming'an Town, and today it is called Ming'an Ranch. It is the gathering place of the Second Ranch.
It is equivalent to Zhao Ming taking the second ranch as the center and managing the first to fourth ranches. The distance between them is more than 200 kilometers, so management is not easy.
"Uncle, I made tea for you!~"
At this moment, the door creaked open, and a cook came to the side and put the tea cup in her hand on the desk.
Zhao Ming was about to wave his hand when he suddenly felt something was wrong and grabbed the other person's hand.
"Alas!~Uncle!"
The woman was a little panicked and wanted to take her hand back in a hurry, but Zhao Ming's palm held her tightly like an iron hoop.
"Who are you?"
Zhao Ming turned his head to look at the cook, narrowed his eyes and began to look at her carefully.
The two cooks were both stout, middle-aged women chosen by Feng Yunyun. After all, they had to travel long distances, and a good-looking young girl would definitely not be able to endure it.
But the woman in front of her was different. At first glance, she did look like a bloated middle-aged woman, but when Zhao Ming grabbed her, all her wrists were weak.
Most of it is due to the fluffy feel of the clothes themselves, which is clearly a result of wearing thick clothes to support your body.
Looking at it again, it seems that there is a layer of waxy substance on the face, and the face is also wrapped under a scarf. In fact, the face does not look big, on the contrary, it is very small!
"Tao Yan! It's you!"
Zhao Ming carefully identified it and quickly recognized who it was!
Isn't this that bitch Tao Yan?
"You...how did you..."
Zhao Ming was a little confused.
Although he and Tao Yan have had little contact since they got married, and have never even touched each other.
Moreover, Zhao Ming and Tao Yan also deliberately maintain their relationship on weekdays.
But Zhao Ming knew that Feng Yunyun had always had some scruples about Tao Yan, and mentioned it several times, but he never expected that Feng Yunyun would eventually let Tao Yan come with him as a rough maid.
No wonder no abnormality has been noticed for several days. Tao Yan's figure is not too big, but her figure is curved forward and backward, like a ripe peach, and with some thick clothes to hold it up, it is hard to let people down. Observe the abnormality immediately.
"Yes... Madam asked me to come here, I...I..."
As he spoke, Zhao Ming was stunned, because there was something wrong with the plot?
I don’t know if that lady Feng Yunyun specially taught her or gave her instructions, but the exact same plot unfolded again.
It was the first time for Tao Yanxu to get along with Zhao Ming. She was obviously a little shy, but as if she thought of something, she gritted her teeth and began to demand Zhao Ming crazily.
After the storm, Zhao Ming lay on the bed, smoking a cigarette and falling into a burst of self-doubt.
Isn’t it said that women in this era are shy? Why are you so proactive with everyone you meet?
If it weren't for the fact that we were in this era and many things could correspond, Zhao Ming would have thought that he had been reborn in an imaginary world.
Each one of these is too fierce.
Snapped!
A crisp slap fell on the plump and elastic peach buttocks. After the slap, waves rippled, and the white flowers seemed to sparkle, which was really beautiful.
snort! ~
Tao Yan, whose bones seemed to be falling apart, snorted softly and buried herself in Zhao Ming's arms without saying anything.
"Still pretending? Tell me? What on earth is going on?"
Zhao Mingqing spit out the smoke in his mouth, and then interrogated fiercely.
After hearing the inquiry, Tao Yan had some reaction. She hesitated for a moment, and then said weakly, "Madam...Madam... I'm afraid...it's not safe, so let me give birth to one for you. ....”
Hearing this, Zhao Ming was stunned.
It took him a while to realize what was going on.
This means we have to talk about the current concubine system.
Although some big cities have begun to reform marriage, the old ways are still popular in some small places.
Generally speaking, many novels like to describe how a husband loves a concubine or concubine very much, and will find ways to replace his wife, or even divorce his wife, to support the concubine to come to power.
In fact this is simply impossible.
In ancient times, wives and concubines were different concepts. At the same time, it was almost rare for the main wife to make things difficult for the concubines as shown in TV dramas.
Because a concubine can only be a concubine from the beginning to the end.
If the main wife is unable to give birth and the concubine can give birth, the children born from the concubine will be adopted to the main wife.
After the child is born, he will only know Dafang and not his biological mother at all.
As for divorcing his wife and supporting his concubine to come to power, that is even more nonsense. This kind of thing may be punished by the government.
As everyone knows, there have been some emperors in the past dynasties who were adoptive emperors. For example, Emperor Jiajing, who was very good at playing tricks of power and scheming to control all the officials, did not dare to recognize his biological mother. For this reason, he had to fight wits and courage with the officials for many years.
Even the emperor is like this, let alone the common people.
Therefore, Zhao Ming somewhat understood some of Feng Yunyun's thoughts.
This is to create a double insurance. If she fails to get pregnant in a short time, then let someone go north with her. There is plenty of time. If she gets pregnant by then, won't she have to call her "mother"?
After trying to understand Feng Yunyun's little scheme, Zhao Ming felt dumbfounded.
At the same time, I feel a little pity for Tao Yan. Once she does this, she will be no different from a fertility machine.
But Zhao Ming wouldn't let that happen. At worst, he would give Feng Yunyun a few more children, so there would be no need to fight over them like this.
It was Zhao Mingting who couldn't understand why Feng Yunyun was so anxious.
He, Zhao Ming, is not a married woman. Even if he gives birth to a child, his surname will still be Zhao. Is it possible that...
Suddenly Zhao Ming's eyes widened, couldn't he?
Zhao Ming rubbed his chin, just why?
He hasn't even thought about Fengjiazhuang yet, but the wife he married has begun to worry about him and wants to take Fengjiazhuang as her own in advance?
I don’t know if my father-in-law will crawl out of the graveyard if he knows.
