Lighting The Lamp & Recruiting People For Comfort
Idlers Note: Sorry for the lateness of this chapter! There was a part that I had so difficulty with You will know it when you see it. In any case, I apologize if so of the footnotes suck or might still be confusing or incoherent. I tried my best to proofread it all but I was just all researched out My brain is a bit fried
It was night. The drizzling rain was misty as the charcoal stove in the room spouted fire sparks. Shiliu and Mrs. Zhang-Wangs maid servant who slept next door each took shifts in the evening watch as they sat and lightly napped in a rocking chair[1] by the doorway that Wang Juan had people make.
Xiaobao, you asleep? The charcoal is burningits inside the room. Wang Juan used her finger to poke Zhang Xiaobao.
If I were asleep, Id still be woken up by you. I was always afraid of being caught so my sleep was also never sound. Dont fear. The doors open, ~ne. The possibility of carbon monoxide poisoning is very low. Sleep. Zhang Xiaobao slightly turned his head, sweeping an eye over the door as he replied.
But Im still cold and theres no air conditioning, no central heating, and no underfloor heating.[2] I feel like its difficult to breathe. Wang Juan said.
Thats normal. Im the sa, too. A childs body is sensitive. Typically during this ti, children as big as us would cry as only security could be felt by being carried in an adults arms. With the loss of body heat, it leads to the blood circulation slowing down and an insufficient blood supply to the brain, stimulating the heart as the pressure increases too much.
You would also have this type of thing happen during your trainings before. Its only that an adults body is stronger than a childs. I was the sa way when I had previously been training myself in the mountains as there were tis that I wanted to cry. Tomorrow, lets have them co over to set up the kang [bed-stove]. By then, itll be fine.
Zhang Xiaobao had learned quite a few things before so of course, he knew what the current state was. Most importantly was that he and Wang Juan couldnt possibly cry. Understanding was understandinghe was also not comfortable and had even used self-induced ntal suggestion[3] in order to sleep before he had been woken up by Wang Juan.
I dont care. I dont want to use ntal suggestions. My body will still be uncomfortable even after going to sleep. You hurry up and think of a way. Right now, I feel empty and helpless. The ntal pressure is too much. Even if I can endure it, its still detrintal to the bodys growth.
Wang Juan had naturally gone through this type of thing before. But what she needed for her body right now was physical relaxation and not ntal fortification.
Zhang Xiaobao thought on it and felt it was like that. He and Wang Juan possessed tough minds but had no way of guaranteeing normal rest for the body. It was still a bit too early for this kind of physical exhaustion training.
Actually, its very simple. Just sleep by your mothers side. That way, you would feel warmth and peace of mind. It has no connection to the nervous reflexes. Its that your bodys muscular control system can form a kind of resonance with your mothers body. The most obvious manifestation is through the pulse. I dont know if my Mom will have any effect on you.
At least, I have no problems. As long as I fall asleep, my Moms heart rate and tabolism will unconsciously sync up with my heartbeat and tabolism. This isnt saying that the heartbeats will be the sa but is a kind of natural calibration of the frequencies.
During this process, even if a child suddenly feels frightened, they would still proactively seek out their mothers embrace. And when a mother encounters danger during their dreams, they will still continue maintaining a protective posture over their child.
To give one of the simplest examples, when you really want to pee in your sleep, youll discover that all of the toilets that appear in your dreams are all either especially dirty or clogged up. Or perhaps youre unexpectedly interrupted just as you were thinking of using the toilet until youve woken up from the urge to pee.
When a mother hugs a child while sleeping, the sa sort of involuntary awareness will be ford. How about you go lie down by my Moms side for a while? It might have so effect.
Zhang Xiaobao talked a bunch and finally suggested letting Wang Juan go to another room.
But Wang Juan shook her head: I finally understand why was it that so mothers whod given birth to children but would still look so young while so aged faster. The young ones generally didnt raise the children by their side and had others take care of them.
The ones who aged faster typically kept the children by their side. They were always consciously cherishing and involuntarily within their subconscious protecting their child. Their bodies and minds were constantly strained at the sa ti under a prolonged effort. Im not going. You think of a way quickly. Youre an International Criminal Swindlerdont weaken your na.
A person such as you is too unreasonable. I currently have no way of telling if youre being complintary or derogatory. Fine, Ill talk. Dont kick . Even if you put down, you still cant get to sleep. Move the couch against the wallagainst the wall of that room my Mom sleeps in. There are two doors here. You stick close to the wall. Ill be fine at your side here.
Zhang Xiaobao felt that the rate his brains cells were dying at this ti was faster than when he was swindling. At least when he was swindling, he didnt need to get kicked.
Wang Juan accepted Zhang Xiaobaos suggestion and woke up Shiliu to have her help push the couch to the specified location. When she lay down again, Wang Juan laughed.
Impressive, ~ya! Comrade Zhang Xiaobao, no wonder you could swindle so many people. Not speaking of anything else, in your grasp of human nature, you really are not at the normal level. Talkhow many ignorant young girls have you deceived in the past? Pushed them in the corner.[4]
You feel like you can sleep well here, right? Theres a wall on that side. Outside the wall, there are people. This side has . Cald down, right? Destroying the bridge after crossing the river,[5] killing the donkey after the milling,[6] cooking the dog after the rabbits death,[7] hiding the bow after the birds are gone[8] isnt right, ~di.[9] What young girls did I deceive? I was working hard to make money. You only think of yourself. Look at Shiliu. Dont you feel pity?
Zhang Xiaobao regretted it. What was this called, ~ah? A womans reason had its own reason with no relation to age.
Wang Juan didnt continue pestering him and looking at Shiliu who was sitting in the chair, she really did feel uneasyeven if Shiliu had three proper als and one midnight snack.
Ive decided. Lets find so more people from the manor for three shifts per day and every person at 8 hours each. The money will co from the treasury that we both share. Exploitation isnt the goal; to be able to produce more benefits is fundantal.
Wang Juan said shed do it and did. The second days morning, she had people find several clever maids in the manor to co over. They could be assured of the loyalty of these people. The dayti still had Shiliu looking after the children. At night, Shiliu laid down to sleep while outside, two maids were positioned inside the room.
These two people could quietly talk there and even light an oil lamp that wouldnt be quenched for the entire night. It was fine as long as they stepped softly when walking a circuit inside the room every hour.
Other places in the courtyard house also had several additional people to keep evening vigil with the sa treatnt. It was just that so places had n and they could drink all of the tea that they wanted to along with little snacks[10] in order to let the manor have enough life[11] at night.
After Mrs. Zhang-Wang learned of this arrangent by her own daughter-in-law, she didnt understand why she would want to do this as thered be an additional expense. But since they had used their own money to pay for it, Mrs. Zhang-Wang was also not willing to be overly controlling and so let the little guys ss around.
The result was that waking up in the morning of the day after sleeping, the people of the manor all discovered that they slept especially well last night as each and every one of them clearly had a lot more vigor than in the past. This caused Mrs. Zhang-Wang to beco astonished as she called over the steward to inquire after the cause.
The people inside the courtyard house didnt sleep like she and the others with soone specifically waiting on them at the sidelines. Sotis, theyd have to worry about problems cropping up during the night so normally, they didnt sleep soundly. Before sleeping yesterday night, the servants learned of the new arrangents. Understanding that there would always be people around nearby and that theyd be woken up if sothing did happen, they no longer had any worries in their heart.
Mistress, Little Mister and Little Miss are indeed extraordinary people. That 6 year old little daughter of mine who would have nightmares every day before actually didnt get frightened awake yesterday night. Getting up today, she even said to that she wasnt afraid as she knew that there would always be people protecting her.
Steward Zhang didnt think that such a simple arrangent by Juan-Juan could actually have such a great advantage as he started singing praises to the side.
Mrs. Zhang-Wang was all smiles: Unh, Steward should go busy yourself. Ill call Master to go see the children.
Xiaobao, think quickly. How to make it, ~ne? Wang Juan and Zhang Xiaobao were sitting together once the both of them had gotten up in the morning. Placed on top of the paper in front of them was a bit of white sugar. The two of them were preparing to co out with a new product type but couldnt think of a thod so could only futilely glare there.
What I think is that water should be added. Boil it, ~ah, boil it until the sugar doesnt lt. When its dried, it can be turned into blocks.
Zhang Xiaobaos brow had wrinkled up but he still hadnt thought of a good thod. Even the words he spoke out loud himself, he wasnt certain about.
Wang Juan was just about to speak but instead raised her head together at the sa ti with Zhang Xiaobao to see Mrs. Zhang-Wang and Father Zhang approaching them together. Both of their awareness levels were rather high.
Seeing people had arrived, theyd hurriedly stood up in greetingthat thoughtful and well-behaved deanor made people like them the more they looked at them.
My son, what is this being made? Rock sugar?[12] Father Zhang ca over by that white sugar and asked while smiling.
Ah~? Dad, theres rock sugar? Then, wouldnt there be white sugar, too? Its over, that sugar of mine wont make money. Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan were both simultaneously shocked. The two of them hadnt gotten to eat any rock sugar so had assud that there werent any, ~ne.
Father Zhang seed to know what his son and this future daughter-in-law were thinking so he smiled while nodding and then shaking his head.
My son has no need to worry. This white sugar and rock sugar is difficult to produce; the price is also high. Moreover, it doesnt compare to the fineness that this sugar of my sons has. The sugarcane required to produce 1 to fulfill their dreams and ambitions. He issued this poem officially to the entire country to promote the governnt as a ritocracy. The most famous idiom to co out of the poem is likely the one that states that there is a golden house within the books. The full text in Chinese is here:
Juan-Juan only quotes the first two lines along with the last line, which she modifies into referring to the Six Classics instead of the Five Classics that the poem originally ntions. Yes, this ans she is kinda taking advantage of the fact that she is in the past before the Song dynasty has been established and plagiarizing one of its emperors
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