Fang Yun and his wife and Su Xiaoxiao walked forward, and the women also hurried over to meet them.
As the two sides approached, the women bowed together as a gesture of respect and said in unison, "Greetings, Saint Fang Xu."
The singing of the orioles and swallows is pleasant and melodious.
"Thank you for being so polite. I think we should just skip all these red tape. If you feel uncomfortable, I will feel uncomfortable too." Fang Yun said with a smile.
"Then please forgive us for our rudeness, Saint Fang Xu." A woman said with a smile.
Many women had tears of joy in their eyes, and some even covered their mouths and cried with their heads down.
Su Xiaoxiao behind Fang Yun also had tears in her eyes. The sisters here were suffering so much. Not only did they not get recognition from the mainstream voice of the human race, they were even suppressed. They were not even allowed to call themselves an academy. This kind of suffering was far worse than the physical pain.
And today, Fang Yun came. He is a dignified virtual saint, a palace elder, and undoubtedly the most talented person in the human race. For the women of the Women's Society, Fang Yun's arrival is the greatest encouragement.
The Women's Society ushered in light on this day.
Fang Yun sighed softly, understanding the feelings of these women, and looked carefully at the person in front of him.
Fang Yun glanced at the thousands of women and found that most of the women standing in the front were dressed gorgeously, covered in gold and jade, and quite solemn. Some were even wearing imperial robes. Only a few women were dressed in cloth, simple and neat.
These women have different appearances, but each of them has a unique temperament that far exceeds that of ordinary women.
The first person who spoke was wearing a plain white dress with pink floral patterns on it. It was called a dress, but it looked very similar to a man's robe. His face was like a flawless jade, his lips slightly parted, his eyebrows slightly raised, his eyes looking around, and he had a faint heroic aura. If he was wearing men's clothes, he would definitely be a top-notch handsome man.
Fang Yun had met this person a few days ago. She was not even 10 years old, but she was the head of the Kongcheng Women's Club. Her name was Yang Xunlou, and she was the daughter of a wealthy family. She even came up with her own name. Because of the naming, she almost had a falling out with her family. Finally, a scholar from the Kong family said that the name was good. The matter was settled.
Yang Xunlou is listed as one of the most famous talented women in the human race along with Zhao Hongzhuang, and even Su Xiaoxiao is slightly inferior to her.
When Fang Yun saw Yang Xunlou, he instinctively thought of Zhao Hongzhuang. The two looked very different and had different personalities, but they both had similar heroic spirit and resentment in their eyes.
This woman is only 20 years old and still unmarried, which is very rare in Shengyuan Continent. The matter of changing her name has been settled, but her refusal to marry cannot be settled. She has been resisting her family's forced marriage and was eventually driven out of the house by the Yang family. Now she devotes herself to the Women's Society, which has continued to grow in the past two years.
Because this girl's surname was also Yang, Fang Yun had a deep memory of her.
While visiting Kongcheng, Fang Yun asked Su Xiaoxiao to meet with Yang Xunlou. The two did not talk much, but decided to come to the farm today.
This woman was quite peculiar. Most talented women were proficient in poetry, but she not only did not study poetry, but instead focused on studying the classics of the saints. She once had the upper hand in discussing scriptures with many Hanlin scholars. The women in the Women's Society privately called her the "female scholar" and the "female scholar".
Some sensible old scholars in the capital came to her to discuss scriptures with her, and afterwards they all praised her as a great scholar.
Fang Yun and Yang Xunlou looked at each other and nodded slightly.
Yang Xunlou performed the ceremony differently from the others. He did not lower his clothes, but bowed respectfully with the etiquette of a disciple.
Yang Xunlou bowed to Fang Yun, then straightened his body. He made a gesture of invitation and said, "Sage Fang Xu, please come into the farm and take a look."
The women on the road walked to both sides, forming a passage.
"That's exactly what I meant." Fang Yun smiled and walked forward among the many women, while Yang Xunlou followed half a body length behind, and the other women followed one after another.
Fang Yun walked slowly forward while looking around. He said, "This place is cleaner and tidier than other farms. Good. Look for the building. There are many women here. Does it seem that someone lives here permanently?"
Yang Xunlou said seriously: "More than half of the women live here permanently. Some are poor, some were driven out by their husbands' families and have nowhere to go, and some are here to escape disasters."
"Oh? The Women's Society is committed to rescuing women, which seems a little short of the mark."
"Kongcheng... The etiquette and laws are too strict. This place has been under surveillance for a long time, and many women have been sent to nearby cities. Only the most talented people are left here so that they can be taught according to their aptitude." Yang Xunlou said.
Fang Yun understood what Yang Xunlou meant. He nodded slightly and said, "I am a virtual sage. I should imitate the sages and focus on education. Let's go to the school first. By the way, I told you before we came that today is a class day, so don't disrupt the schedule because of me." Fang Yun deliberately frowned.
Yang Xunlou smiled, her beautiful face showing a hint of shyness and playfulness, and said, "After I told them you were coming today, they couldn't keep their composure. At this time, I, as the head of the club, can't control them."
There were bursts of laughter coming from behind him, even Nunu was laughing, and Fang Yun couldn't help but smile.
Surrounded by thousands of women, Fang Yun walked forward while asking about the Women's Society and the farm, nodding from time to time and expressing his own opinions and judgments.
Soon, everyone arrived in front of a big gate.
Only two half door frames were left of the gate, and the lintel and door head above were gone.
The broken door frame pointed straight to the sky, as if complaining to God.
Fang Yun stopped and looked at the broken door quietly.
Everyone secretly glanced at Fang Yun, only to see that his face was gloomy, like a volcano that could erupt at any time.
"Why not rebuild this gate?" Fang Yun asked.
"Those people said that every time we built it, it would be destroyed. We were not allowed to build a main gate or hang a plaque here, so it has not been built over the years." Yang Xunlou's voice was filled with reluctance.
"Alright, then we'll leave this door here as a witness for future generations! Let's go!"
Fang Yun entered the gate and the other women hurriedly followed him. They didn't understand what Fang Yun meant and didn't dare to say much.
The members of the Jinguo Society were mostly women from wealthy families, including some from powerful and aristocratic families. They were wealthy and raised large sums of money for the Jinguo Society.
This farm was originally built according to the literary academies of various cities. After entering, Fang Yun immediately felt familiar, as if he had returned to the time when he was studying in a school or literary academy.
Almost all the buildings that a major literary academy should have are here, and there is even a large square that is the symbol of each literary academy. In front of the square, there is a three-foot-high platform, which is empty.
In the academy of literature, a temple should be built, with statues or seats of saints placed inside.
Fang Yun's expression relaxed, he looked at the platform with regret, and arrived at the school area with everyone else.
In the classroom, Fang Yun asked about the school's daily teaching situation, gave some practical suggestions, and tested several female students on some content from "The Analects of Confucius".
After visiting the school, it was almost noon, so Fang Yun suggested going to the dining hall to have lunch with the girls from the Women's Society.
The women of the Women's Society never expected to have a meal with Xu Sheng and they were all very happy. Many of them scrambled to go to the kitchen to cook, hoping to let Fang Yun taste their cooking skills. In the end, the woman who knew how to cook several of Jingguo's famous dishes became the number one chef of the day.
Soon, Fang Yun and everyone else entered the spacious dining room.
.(To be continued.)