Chapter 381 The Princess Who Refuses to Marry 50
One night passed, and Pharaoh had another daughter. Xining was so sleepy now that he couldn't wake up no matter how loud the noise was. He slept for a whole day and only woke up in the evening.
Du Ya reported that on this day, many concubines came to congratulate, but they were all blocked out, and even the parents of the mother were not allowed to see her. If you imagine that the mother and baby will leave the nursery after one full month, then please do not care what happens in the nursery.
There had been no crying children for several years, and now they had a son and a daughter. Before Nakhat was overjoyed, the next ones came one after another. For a while, the minister went to court to ask whether Pharaoh had been there last night and this morning. There were no more children, so it would not be too late to congratulate Pharaoh.
The prince had been studying government affairs for some time, and Nakhat began to let him decide on government affairs. If he felt something was wrong, he would correct him. After all, the average age of a pharaoh is only about forty years old. He should train his successor at the age of thirty, so that the prince can immediately succeed to the throne in case he "dies" one day.
Ramesses II also studied government affairs at the age of 13, became the right-hand man of the Pharaoh at the age of 15, and succeeded to the throne when the Pharaoh died at the age of 25.
It’s the season when crops are ripe. There are a lot of things to do, including collecting grain, collecting taxes, and reviewing and approving various expenditures. Sometimes the prince and the pharaoh were too busy to come over for a meal, so Xining would ask someone to send them there.
After lunch that day, the second prince and the fourth prince went to soak in the pool again. The third prince said that he was not feeling well and lay down eating fruit.
Xining looked at it and asked: "What's wrong? Is the third brother worried?"
The third prince wanted to stop talking, but finally smiled: "It's okay, it's probably too hot. I'd better go for a swim."
Seeing the third prince going out, it was clear that something was wrong.
Xining hooked her fingers, and Du Ya came over. After she gave a few instructions in Du Ya's ear, Du Ya walked out.
Du Ya has a strong ability to do things, and as a first-class maid of a little princess, others will give her a bit of a thumbs-down. Not long after, news came.
Sure enough... Xining smiled after hearing this.
The next day, Du Ya called the palace manager of the warehouse.
The steward finished his salute and was about to stand up, but when he noticed something was wrong, Duya stared at him.
Looking at the eleventh princess, she was leaning against the soft pillow with a smile on her face... He immediately knelt down, feeling anxious in his heart. Princess Eleven has always been good-tempered, so there must be something wrong with her being uncharacteristic of herself today.
The steward asked cautiously: "May I ask what your Highness the Princess's orders are?"
Xining leaned on the soft pillow and smiled: "The walls of the nursing home have collapsed a bit. Please help the manager repair it."
This is not a big deal. The manager immediately said: "I will call someone to repair it immediately."
Xining looked at Du Ya, who immediately understood: "Who can we call to fix it? Aren't they very busy? They don't have time. Please hurry up, otherwise someone will come in through the gap and disturb the pregnant woman. Concubines, we can’t afford it.”
As soon as the manager heard this, he knew what was going on. But I dare not say that the servants neglected the third prince two days ago. The servant went over and said he was not available. The third prince went there in person and said he was not available. He also deliberately laughed at the third prince's background when he was not far away.
Now if you say you know, it is wrong. As the general manager, why doesn't he punish you?
Du Yala shouted: "Master Manager, let's go!" And at some point, two guards with heavy backs and macho waists appeared at the door, holding scimitars in their hands.
The eleventh princess has real power in her hands. As a noble princess, she is protected by the goddess Isis. In addition, the pharaoh has had a son and a daughter in the past few days. Even if the eleventh princess beats him to death and throws him to the crocodile Even the lion, Pharaoh, would turn a blind eye and might even be there to cheer him on. The manager could only swallow his words and follow him out obediently.
When I walked to the damaged area and took a look, I was stunned. Some areas have collapsed, and a ten-meter-long wall has been torn down. The removed bricks and stones were piled three meters away, and there was also a pile of cement mixed with sand, all ready for him.
"The two of you are here to watch the manager. The weather is hot. If the manager is thirsty, give him water quickly. It must be completed before dark, otherwise you two will stay here tonight and it will end when it is completed." Du After Ya gave the order, he turned around with a smile, saluted the manager without any disrespect, and turned to leave.
The guard next to him said angrily: "Hurry up and be quick with your hands and feet. It will be over by the afternoon, otherwise we will all be here basking in the sun."
The other person reminded me kindly: "Master Steward, you'd better hurry up. I just say that I'm providing water. By noon, I won't know if there will be food for you."
The manager had no choice but to start building the wall. His subordinates usually did the work. They had never done this before. But it had to be done. The eleventh princess was obviously venting her anger on the third prince. She was already magnanimous and gave him face. If it were another master with real power, she would at least be whipped.
After lunch, Xining said to the third prince: "Third brother, do me a favor. The wall of the nursing home has collapsed. I don't know how it is repaired. It's too hot. Go over and help."
The third prince was stunned, but the eleventh princess rarely asked, so she agreed.
Under the leadership of Du Ya, the third prince walked to the wall. He was surprised to see that the man sweating profusely and building the wall was actually the manager.
It's really hard for the general manager. After putting in the cement, he has to move the bricks and stones to the wall to fill the holes, but he is only the general manager, not the plasterer who repairs the house! That damn guy didn't have any brains. He knew that the third prince and the eleventh princess were close, and the eleventh princess was extremely protective of her brothers and sisters. Otherwise, how could this nursery exist?
Du Ya said deliberately: "Oh, Mr. Manager, half of the brickwork has not been finished this morning. The speed is too slow."
The manager was so tired that his eyes were filled with stars. He picked up the water jug next to him and poured water into his mouth. After drinking, he sat on the ground and panted: "I must work hard, I must work hard." After the work is done, the skin will be peeled off.
But it will take a few days to come back, so the face can still be kept, which is better than being whipped.
Du Ya clapped her hands, and a maid came over with a bowl of food and placed it respectfully in front of the steward.
Looking at the food, the manager was stunned.
Du Ya smiled. As a maid in the palace, her words must be nice and well-educated: "Her Royal Highness Princess Suritaramon said that after all, the steward is in charge of people, not work. After half a day, the steward The subordinates should be free. Since the manager has been working for a long time, let the guy come over. The manager will just watch him finish his work. Please give the order after the manager has finished his meal. "
The steward was already tired and hungry, so he hurriedly thanked En and started eating. The bread was so delicious that I almost bit my finger.
The third prince understood everything and knew without even guessing that it was the eleventh princess who was helping him. Seeing the general manager's embarrassment, I couldn't help but be moved.
Back in the dormitory, Xining asked: "How is the wall built?"
When the third prince saw the eleventh princess, he didn't know what to say. It was Duya who answered: "It's only half gone. I've asked him to eat first. It's that guy's turn in the afternoon."
The afternoon sun is very hot, making it more comfortable to work than in the morning. For the sake of trouble, a wall not covered by trees was specially chosen for the guards to remove.
(End of chapter)