The Overlord of the Red Mansion

The twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month in the sixth year of the Holy Dynasty.

In Nuanxiang Palace, there is a scent of milk.

Jia Rong sat drinking milk, with five rows of fifty wet nurses standing in front of him.

Each wet nurse is between 18 and 30 years old, in good health, and weighs at least 100 kilograms.

The breasts must be big, at least as big as the palm of your hand.

They wore loose cotton autumn clothes which were convenient for breastfeeding. The loose fabric was supported by the upright figure in front of them. They were in good health in their twenties. They lost weight again six months after giving birth, making their breasts look bigger.

The grey side-slit trousers they wore proved that they were decent women.

It is easy to catch cold because of the gap between the pants and the chest, so when she is not working, she will wrap a rectangular bandage around her waist to warm her abdomen. When she meets Jia Rong, she will loosen a few buttons of the bandage and let it hang between her buttocks and hips.

Jia Rong quickly left the side of a wet nurse and drank a few sips.

Youshi stood beside Jia Rong holding a handkerchief, bent down to wipe Jia Rong's mouth, with a happy smile on her face.

"Your Majesty, are you full? Is this milk delicious?"

There were more than forty pregnant women with big bellies sitting on the sofas in the hall, each of them was a rare and beautiful young woman.

They are all beautiful in their own way, but what they have in common is their big bellies that are eight or nine months old.

It is naturally warm inside Nuanxiang Palace. During the cold winter months, pregnant women only need to wear a soft nightgown and some figure-maintaining underwear.

In addition to the pregnant woman who was looking at this side with a smile, there were hundreds of young beauties standing nearby who were equally beautiful, or even more beautiful.

These beauties were wearing black and white long skirts representing royal maids. There were also guards wearing uniform pants, musicians and dancers wearing sexy clothes sitting in small rooms waiting for song calls at any time, and warm-scented maids wearing pink shirts and gray skirts.

Youshi helped to wipe his mouth, and the other wives, daughters, and maids were all looking at this side with smiles. The family was having a great time and it looked very warm.

Jia Rong said casually, "It tastes OK. These people used to work on farms in the countryside. After coming to the Holy Palace, they have been exercising. They are in good health. Only healthy people are suitable to be wet nurses."

It’s not discrimination against people with genetic diseases, they just really cannot be wet nurses.

If anyone allows a wet nurse with a genetic disease to come in, Jia Rong, as the emperor, can simply behead the person with evil intentions as a warning to the public.

Lin Zhixiao's wife, Lin Hongyu's mother, was also standing nearby. She was responsible for selecting these wet nurses.

"Your Majesty, rest assured. These wet nurses have been in the palace for more than half a year and are in good health. Some of them have mothers who have served the eldest and second princes. When selecting wet nurses, I made a special trip to visit their parents, brothers, sisters, sons and daughters."

"Most of the wet nurses here have given birth to two or three babies. They have undergone seven physical examinations in the six months since they entered the palace. Only those who pass the examinations can stay."

Jia Rong nodded and decided that he definitely shouldn’t look for a wet nurse who was pregnant with his first child.

Firstly, I am worried about my child and can’t bear to leave him.

Secondly, I don’t have enough experience and don’t know how to feed the baby.

Thirdly, it is difficult to tell whether a wet nurse is good or bad. Usually, a wet nurse who can breastfeed two or three children is in good health.

The screening among the people cannot be too strict, as the royal family has too many people to choose from. The most important thing is that they have had a complete tribute system for more than 20 years.

Royal farms in various places now occupy most of the country's area. Families that rely on farming on the farms will choose to send beautiful daughters-in-law into the palace.

Today, this channel still exists in the dozen or so farms that Jia Rong owned in his early days. These farms now have more than 100,000 people. There is naturally no shortage of women who can be wet nurses among the millions of people.

Especially some wet nurses who had worked in the palace and returned, or the daughters and daughters-in-law of the wet nurses who had served the Jia family at the beginning, it was easy for them to take this path.

Not only were they looked for from the slave farms, but Jia Rong would also invite good-looking women with beautiful breasts when he was helping with deliveries. So among the fifty wet nurses, there were no ordinary ones who were just making up the numbers, but they were all carefully selected and top-notch wet nurses!

Lin Daiyu sat on the side with her big belly, leaning on the sofa pillow and looking at the wet nurses one by one.

"I would like to raise the child myself, Brother Rong, how about letting me feed the child myself?"

Lin Daiyu has already given birth to a child, and now the second one in her belly is about to be born, which is the time when maternal love is overflowing. When Jia Rong was at home, there were not so many etiquettes, especially when there were only women, there was no need to pay attention to so many things.

All my own daughters have been sent away to be raised because I’m afraid they will learn bad things and have trouble finding a husband in the future.

Only Ling'er, Qiao'er and the late emperor's daughter were kept in the inner palace.

Another reason is that she doesn't want the relationship between mother and daughter to be too deep, otherwise it would be bad if she relied on her status as a princess to bully others and act willfully and capriciously.

My son and daughter are only around me when they are young. We have to be separated after they start elementary school and I only see them a few times a year.

Lin Daiyu wanted to take care of the child herself, without a wet nurse, and feed her child herself.

Before Jia Rong could speak, Wang Xifeng began to persuade Lin Daiyu.

"Sister, you don't know how difficult this is. This child has just been born and it's been very difficult. He cries several times a night. It's the same every day. It makes people unable to sleep well."

"If you are sick and have diarrhea, or your face is yellow due to a cold, don't think that you can just feed them milk. I feel relieved because my sisters have been through it all, and we are not short of people in our family. So many people are taking care of me, and nothing goes wrong."

"My sister's family should also know that it's not easy to take care of a child. Since our family has always had this rule, I think we should continue to abide by the rule. This is also for the good of the child."

The royal family has its own set of experience in raising children, especially since the current thirty princes and several princesses are all growing up healthily, while the mortality rate of children among the common people is alarming, and even those in official families have only a one-third survival rate.

Jia Yuanchun looked at Lin Daiyu and comforted her, "Sister, don't do anything reckless. You don't understand so many things. I heard from Mrs. Xibe before that her sisters gave birth to eleven children, and none of them lived to the age of ten. Now the children at home are still fostered in the home of the widow with daughters in the church, and they dare not take care of them themselves."

Lin Daiyu just wanted to feed the child herself and let the child drink her mother's milk.

When he heard what Jia Yuanchun said, he was immediately frightened.

"Your Majesty is right. We should listen to His Majesty. I will... give this to His Majesty." Lin Daiyu looked at Jia Rong with a smile.

Jia Rong smiled and didn't mind the teasing.

Li Wan was not pregnant and looked at the group of pregnant women around her with envy.

Now she no longer has to worry about her reputation. Li Wan even hopes to get pregnant and give birth to a son for Jia Rong.

It’s a pity that I can’t have children because of my age.

"My ladies, please take it easy for a few days. After the Chinese New Year, things will get busy. You will give birth today, and she will give birth tomorrow. I must rest well. I will be busy after the Chinese New Year! If several children give birth at the same time, I really don't know where to go to help."

Li Wan's joke made everyone laugh.

Without giving the others a chance to speak, Wang Xifeng immediately continued, "You don't need to bother! There are hundreds of people preparing here in the Holy Palace alone, and there are also female doctors and nurses trained by the Kyoto Women's Hospital over the years."

"In our family, we can have as many people as we want!"

Wang Xifeng held her head high with an expression of indescribable pride and satisfaction.

Jia Rong didn't look at her, but was thinking about how to have fun after the New Year.

It would be nice to go to a Taoist temple. I haven’t been to the Cihang Temple in the backyard for a long time. It’s a good opportunity for them to put on fairy Taoist nun costumes and purify their recent depressed energy.

Jia Rong was free to do whatever he wanted, so he soon went to Cihang Temple to play.

There are now hundreds of people in Cihang Temple, including Taoist nuns, religious women and even women in desert clothes.

There were also some daughters of criminals who could not accept the arrangement to enter the Music Bureau, but they were good-looking and liked by Jia Rong, so they were arranged to become nuns in Cihang Temple.

Although he was a monk, he was even lower than the Jiaofangsi.

At least the Neijiaofang was full of people learning singing and dancing performances, and Jia Rong seldom favored the women there.

The Cihang Temple is much more romantic than the Jiaofangsi... (End of this chapter)