Zhulan didn't say anything. She waited for the girls' responses. After looking at each other, the girls replied, "Listen to your parents."
The yard was unusually quiet, and the girls were a little flustered; they didn't know what they had said wrong.
Zhulan curled the corners of her mouth. Girls have been taught thoughts since they were born. She could only comfort herself that being obedient is also a virtue. As long as she convinces the elders at home, they will be obedient. She thinks the most important lesson in the girls' academy should be to change girls' thoughts.
The wife of the village head was nervous. The old lady in front of her was obviously smiling, but she was afraid, "You."
Zhulan smiled and said, "We have already drunk the water, so we will leave now."
As he spoke, he stood up and Qingxue hurried forward to support him.
The wife of the village head stood up to see them off. When she saw the carriage going away, she patted her chest and said, "I was scared to death."
The village head appeared at this time and asked, "What did you say?"
The village head's wife told him about the conversation just now. The village head was very smart and said, "This is for the academy."
He paid close attention to what was going on around him. He knew about 70% of the history of Guerrilla Village from its establishment to the present. Naturally, he knew that the rebuilt academy had facilities for teaching girls.
The wife of the village head said, "Boss, what are you thinking about?"
The head turned around and looked at his granddaughters. "Let me think about it again."
After saying this, he left without telling his wife what he was thinking.
As the carriage left the village, Yuyi asked, "Grandma, don't you want to ask more questions?"
Zhulan: "I won't ask anymore. Let's go to the scholar's house in the next village."
Yuyi pursed her lips and said, "Grandma, we can send the girls from the Zhou family in Beijing to study."
Zhulan naturally thought about it. Back then, the eldest brother brought a few clansmen from the family. These clansmen gradually brought their families here. There were more and more clansmen in the capital, and they would be sent to the academy when school started.
Zhulan said: "Girls in the tribe don't have to worry about that."
The Zhou family has a strong cohesiveness, and Shu Ren has an extraordinary status in the family. Even without Shu Ren saying anything, the family members would not object to her being the dean.
In Zhangzhou, Yushuang and Liufeng personally escorted their mother out of the county. When the carriage arrived at the county gate, the couple's eyes were filled with reluctance.
Mrs. Hu felt relieved. She was finally going back to the capital. She waved her hand and said, "You guys go back. I'll write to you when I get to the capital."
Liu Feng only has one mother. He hopes to take care of her and naturally wants her to be around. "Mom, you will be alone when you return to the capital. You should stay."
Yu Shuang got along well with her mother-in-law. Her mother-in-law only helped her take care of the children and never interfered in anything. Even when someone secretly advised her to take a concubine, her mother-in-law would fight back and defend her very much. She didn't want her mother-in-law to leave, "Mom, please stay."
Her mother-in-law's presence can help her deal with a lot of problems.
Mrs. Hu thought to herself, no, she had stayed here long enough. If her grandson wasn't so young, she would have wanted to go back last year. "I'm still young, so you don't have to worry about me. If you miss me, write to me more often."
Liu Feng heard the cheerfulness in his mother's voice and really didn't know what to say, "How about you take Zhao Xi back to Beijing?"
Mrs. Hu also liked her grandson, but she didn't want to take care of the child anymore. "It's getting late, you should go back."
Having said this, she signaled the driver to drive away. She was going back to Beijing to discuss the design of jewelry with her mother-in-law. She had painted a lot of them in her free time.
Liu Feng and his wife watched the carriage leave. Yu Shuang chuckled, "Mom is afraid that we will catch up with her. Look how fast the carriage is going."
Liu Feng also smiled, "Let's go back too."
The two did not bring their children to see them off as they were afraid that the children would cry and make a fuss, and they thought about the children after they came out for a while.
Yu Shuang said, "My mother-in-law and my mother communicate very frequently."
"Mother and mother-in-law have the same hobbies."
Yu Shuang touched the hairpin on her head and said, "My mother's designs are better than those made by the jewelry store in the county town."
Liu Feng also admired his mother's vision and held his wife's hand, "Wait for me to design one for you."
"You have time?"
Liu Feng now exudes a sense of relief, "Yes, I am finally less courageous now, and I can spend more time with you and the child."
Yu Shuang leaned on her husband's shoulder and looked at the bustling street. "What a big change."
She still remembers how deserted it was when she first arrived. Now there are many more vendors on the street, and people's faces are less numb.
Liu Feng, "Life will get better and better."
At night, Zhou Shuren came back and saw that the room was a little dark. He looked at Qingxue standing outside the door and asked, "Is Madam resting?"
Qingxue replied, "The old lady is in a bad mood."
Zhou Shuren walked in and saw his wife sitting there motionless. He leaned over and asked, "Didn't you expect this?"
Zhulan, "Imagination feels different than seeing it with your own eyes."
"Okay, forget it. I'm hungry."
Zhulan rubbed her neck and said, "Then let's eat."
As she spoke, she motioned to Qingxue to set the table. She got up and walked around the house. She felt uncomfortable all over after sitting for so long.
Zhou Shuren changed his clothes, the food was ready, he washed his hands and sat down and said, "I'll tell you the news, you'll be interested."
"what news?"
Zhou Shuren, "The Emperor allowed Concubine Chen to write a storybook, but."
Zhulan continued, "But it can't be published in the current newspaper. Your Majesty is planning to publish another newspaper?"
"Yes, the emperor heard about the money that Concubine Chen made from selling storybooks, and sent people to investigate. He thought that he could make money by publishing a new newspaper."
Zhulan smiled, "It's because of your push."
Zhou Shuren gnawed on the chicken leg, nodding as he ate. After he had swallowed the chicken, he said, "The emperor is more open-minded than I thought."
Zhulan: "Your contribution."
Shu Ren's thoughts have influenced two generations of emperors and are now influencing the crown prince. At the same time, they are lucky, as not all emperors can be influenced by them.
Zhou Shuren asked, "I haven't seen you writing articles recently?"
Bamboo orchid, "Not too much."
If she continued to write articles, it would be bad for them, so she was not in a hurry to take it slow.
The next day, Concubine Chen came again, this time to invite him, "Do you want to write a storybook together? Write it under your new name."
Zhu Lan shook her head, "I'm very busy, and I don't have the talent for writing stories."
Just because she has seen a lot of story-making doesn't mean she has the talent to write storybooks. If she were to write storybooks, they would definitely be boring.
Concubine Chen said with pity, "You are a good storyteller."
Zhulan smiled and said, "The Concubine has gotten what she wanted this time. Are you happy?"
Concubine Chen, "I'm happy, why wouldn't I be happy?"
She is much younger than the emperor. Thanks to the fact that the emperor got married late, she is in good health. Now she only hopes that she can live longer.
Zhulan said, "When the newspaper comes out, I will definitely subscribe to it and not miss a single issue."
"Don't regret it."
"No regrets."
Not only does she subscribe, she also buys more, yes, and even asks Toffee for his autograph, so that they will be wealth for future generations!
Concubine Chen left in a hurry to think of a new script. She also said she wanted to write a tragic one because Zhulan said that tragedy will last forever.
Zhulan told her granddaughter that there would be a new newspaper. She had no intention of hiding it. It was probably spread all over the capital by now.
Yuwen asked directly, "Will you give me money if I put it in the newspaper?"
Zhulan really didn’t know, probably not, how great an honor it would be to be published in the newspaper at this time.