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"Having no ears to hear what is happening outside the window and only reading the books of sages" is the true portrayal of Le Jing's current situation. No matter how much trouble has been caused outside because of his works in the past few days, it has nothing to do with Le Jing, a high school student who has a heavy academic load and is busy with moving.

At Zhou Dezhang's suggestion, Le Jing changed his name and went to Kaiming Middle School to study after he recovered from his illness, and officially became a student in Class 1, Grade 2 (High School). For the first time, he began to feel lucky that the photo in the newspaper showed him to be so ugly, so he didn't need any disguise at all. No one would recognize him just standing there with his true appearance.

Thanks to his usually cautious nature, he only has one-way contact with Yang Jinglun at the Literary Journal. The only people in the entire newspaper who know some of his true information are Yang Jinglun and the editor-in-chief of the newspaper. Both of them are tight-lipped people. Therefore, there has been a lot of turmoil in the newspapers outside the past few days since he was in jail, but no real information about him has been revealed. In other words, the only information about the night watchman circulating outside now is the photo that was taken as tragic as a car accident scene. However, out of caution, Le Jing chose to study under a pseudonym. As for his new name, he simply called him Le Jing. Compared to the name Li Jingran, naturally his original name gave him a better sense of belonging.

As for the move, it was because someone had leaked his address. Now every day some unexplained people came to block his door and couldn't get rid of him, which made Lejing very annoyed.

In this case, Lejing decided to simply buy a house and move out from the landlord Qian Duofu. He has been writing articles in Peiping for more than half a year. Except for a few days when he was ill, he kept writing most of the time, and the royalties accumulated were a considerable amount. Coupled with the publication of his two recent books, he has received a large amount of royalties, which is enough for him to buy a nice courtyard house in Peking. You must know that a certain literary giant bought a courtyard house with seven or eight rooms in Peiping, and he only spent 800 oceans.

So during the two weeks when the outside world was making a fuss about "Memoirs of a Courtesan", Le Jing bought a house, moved, and went to school by the way, and his life was extremely fulfilling.

This time his new book was released on Saturday, so Li Shuran, who had no classes, naturally took him out to buy books early.

Le Jing reminded: "I have a gift book from the publishing house at home, so there is no need to buy another one."

Li Shuran replied without looking back: "This is different! I buy books to read for myself and to give away. The books at home are for collection."

Girl, do you know what your behavior will be called in future generations? It is called the author to take the lead in boosting sales. In the eyes of the masses, this is a naked shady story!

Before reaching the bookstore, Le Jing was surprised by the long queue at the door. Li Shuran also became anxious and quickly walked to the end of the queue. The brother and sister waited in line for several minutes. When it was finally their turn, they saw the boss helplessly spreading his hands and said to the brother in front of them: "Sorry, all the Night Watch books have been sold out. How about you Looking for other books? I also have Mr. Wang’s new book here.”

The man said angrily: "Who wants to read Mr. Wang's book? I'm here specifically to buy the Night Watch book this time! Boss, when will you buy books again?"

The boss seemed to regret not buying more Night Watch books. At this time, he repeatedly promised: "I will buy the books tomorrow!"

Only then did the man leave satisfied.

Such a scene was staged at the entrance of many bookstores, and many bookstores sold Lejing's books until they were out of stock. If you ask how Le Jing knew this, of course he saw it with his own eyes. Will Li Shuran, a stubborn little girl, give up buying books just because one or two bookstores are out of stock? Of course not.

Le Jing accompanied her to most bookstores in Beiping City that day, and finally bought ten sets of his books.

His two books, "Memoirs of a Courtesan" and "Rat Eyes Look Down on People", were made into a set of three books by a smart publishing house and sold together. Many readers came for "Memoirs of a Courtesan" because the bookstore not only Because of the sale, I can only choose to buy a set of anthologies.

Li Shuran has clearly arranged the uses of these ten sets of books, "One set of books is for collection without opening, one set is for reading, one set is for taking notes, and the remaining seven sets are for giving away. "She said happily: "If they knew that the night watchman was my brother, they would be very envious of me."

Happy but silent. Li Shuran seemed to suddenly think of something and asked: "Brother, do you want to take a few sets of books to send to your classmates?"

"Forget it, they won't like this kind of book." If "The Rise of Dynasties" is published, it would be a good idea to give it to classmates.

Le Jing still remembered the first day he joined the class. As soon as get out of class was over, his male deskmate asked him worriedly: "Yehu's army has already arrived at the city, the county magistrate has abandoned the city and fled, and the general guarding the city is planning to surrender to the enemy with his young men." "What should Xu Wangmu do?"

The people at the front desk immediately came over to discuss with interest: "Don't Xu Wangmu still have tens of thousands of people under his command? They can defend the city in place of the defenders."

The people at the back table also joined the conversation: "The food in the city will not last for a few days! By then the city will be destroyed! And how can the unarmed, weak and innocent people defeat the murderous, cold-blooded and cruel army of Yahoos? "

The female classmates couldn't help but interject: "The county magistrate and the guard general are really greedy for life and fear of death! Dahua, who chooses such people as officials, is really at the end of its tether!"

"Nearby counties should send troops to reinforce us, right?"

"It's hard to say. Maybe the county magistrates of other counties are planning to use the lives and wealth of one city in exchange for the safety of other cities! And what if other wild barbarian armies attack their cities when they run to rescue? So they are likely to choose to hide."

So the boys stared in amazement at these girls who usually only know how to put on makeup and dress up, discussing power and military tactics skillfully. They sounded very knowledgeable and not much different from them.

Their eyes were too straightforward, and some girls couldn't help but roll their eyes and sprayed back: "Why, you are allowed to know so much?"

"I specifically listened to my father's analysis. My father is the minister of the ** Department and knows more than you!"

"Do you know how many books I have read? My brother has not read books as hard as I have during this period!"

The boys begged for mercy again and again before the anger of these female soldiers was extinguished. Nowadays, the girls who can go to famous schools have good family backgrounds. These girls can be regarded as the top elites in China. Their knowledge is not much worse than that of boys, but they have never had the opportunity to show it.

Le Jing did not expect that "The Rise of Dynasties" would be so popular among students.

But it is reasonable if you think about it carefully.

In modern times, most of his female classmates like to read romantic novels, while male classmates like to read some refreshing novels. It was the same in the Republic of China a hundred years ago. After all, compared with serious literature that requires brains, light-hearted and refreshing novels are naturally more popular among teenagers.

Le Jing felt that at this time, he, the author, needed to give some background.

In the previous episodes of "The Rise of Dynasties", we talked about how Xu Wangmu connected tens of thousands of people in several nearby villages, organized them to reclaim wasteland, build canals, go hunting in the mountains, and carried out public opinion (tens of thousands of refugees rebelled to learn about it) to force county officials and local rich families to release grain for disaster relief, and then distributed food to the people according to the principle of distribution according to work. Although there was little food and many people were hungry every day, at least they could have a few bites of food every day, and the dry fields were irrigated with water, and the vegetables planted had sprouted, so the people gradually had hope and gradually restored the order of the past.

But Xu Wangmu knew that all this was only temporary. There were limited wild vegetables and animals to eat in the nearby mountains. The young and strong who came to the mountains to hunt in the past few days brought back fewer and fewer prey, and he needed to find a new way to get food.

It was at this time that the captain who always sent equipment in the Qidian Shuangwen novel, our cannon fodder Yahoo army, appeared! Yahoo is the name of a humanoid creature in "Gulliver's Travels" by the author. Here, Le Jing used this word to describe the enemy army with a bad taste.

Facing the heated discussion, the author Le Jing interrupted the conversation with the outline: "Tianyang City is in a state of panic right now. Xu Wangmu can easily win the hearts of the people and seize a city as his initial base if he stands up now."

The male classmate asked: "What about the wild barbarians? How can Xu Wangmu repel the tens of thousands of wild barbarians?"

Le Jing said honestly: "These tens of thousands of troops also include civilians responsible for logistics. There may be less than 10,000 people who can actually fight. It is not difficult to repel them."

The next moment, countless eager eyes looked at Le Jing, "So you have a solution?"

"Tell me now!"

"Don't keep me in suspense!"

Le Jing cleared his throat and spread his hands, "I'm not the author, how do I know?"

For a shameless author, he was greeted with only the angry iron fists of the people. However, Le Jing also successfully gained good popularity in Class 2 (1) of Senior High School with his "accurate interpretation" of the plot direction of the later period of "Dynasty Rise", and was nicknamed "Le Banxian".

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The first class on Monday was Chinese.

The Chinese teacher in Le Jing's class was a female teacher, about 30 years old, with a serious and old-fashioned personality. She was an absolutely strict teacher. The students were very awed by her and called her "Tigress" behind her back.

Before class every day, she would pick students to recite the text they had learned yesterday. If the students did not recite it, they would be spanked. She was ruthless even to female students. Some female students had been beaten to tears.

So when she entered the door, the students in the class even subconsciously breathed much lighter. Le Jing's deskmate, a boy named Ding Hui, nervously began to recite silently.

The female teacher stood on the podium, her serious eyes slowly swept over the people in the audience, but she did not start the routine spot check of the recitation of the text, but suddenly asked the students a strange question: "Girls present, have you watched the play "Memoirs of a Famous Courtesan" written by Mr. Night Watchman and performed by Mr. Bai Shaoyao recently?"

Many people present have certainly seen such a famous play as "Memoirs of a Famous Courtesan", and even those who have not seen it have heard of this play. Although it was a bit strange for the female teacher to call the prostitute actresses "sirs", many girls nodded in response.

Then the female teacher asked again: "So, how many of you have read the original novel?"

There were only three or two female students who nodded now.

The female teacher randomly pointed to one person, "Cao Wanying, you come and tell everyone what story "Memoirs of a Famous Courtesan" tells?"

The girl named Cao Wanying blushed nervously and stammered: "I told you, I told you..."

The female teacher looked at her with unprecedented kindness and said gently: "Good child, don't be anxious, speak slowly."

It was rare for the female teacher to speak so softly, Cao Wanying was flattered and miraculously regained her composure, and began to tell the story of Bai Moli clearly.

After listening, the female teacher did not ask her to sit down, but asked her another question: "Why do you think Bai Moli chose to commit suicide by jumping into the lake?"

This point was mentioned in the novel, so Cao Wanying answered fluently: "For freedom... In the last moments of her life, she wanted to choose her own way of death."

"Freedom..." The female teacher closed her eyes and sighed, with an expression that could not be described. She recited softly with a pleasant rhythm: "We love freedom, encourage freedom with a glass of wine. Equality between men and women With the gift of talent, how can I be content to be behind the cow? I wish to pull myself out of the humiliation and dirt of the past. I wish to be content to be my peers and restore the country with my bare hands. The old habits are the most shameful, women are treated like cows and horses. The dawn of civilization is coming, and I will take the lead alone. I wish slavery will be eradicated, and knowledge and learning will be cultivated. With the responsibility on my shoulders, I will live up to the expectations of the national heroine. "

The clear voice of the female teacher reciting poems floated over the silent classroom. She stood proudly in the morning sunshine with her hands behind her back. Her old-fashioned face was extremely vivid and lively, and her slightly closed eyes were brewing dazzling brilliance. At this moment, she was so dazzling that people couldn't look directly at her.

No one spoke, perhaps because the female teacher had a great reputation, or perhaps they were all absorbed by this poem. No one was distracted, they all silently watched the female teacher reciting poems on the podium, adding a lot of sacred meaning to this scene.

The female teacher opened her eyes and asked Cao Wanying, who was still standing upright, softly: "Do you know who wrote the poem I just read?"

Cao Wanying shook her head timidly.

The female teacher sighed, waved her hand and asked her to sit down. Her expectant eyes slowly swept over the faces of other female students, and she asked eagerly: "Does anyone know?"

After a few breaths, a female voice sounded softly: "This poem is called "Song of Elegy for Women's Rights", which was written by Qiu Jin, the heroine of "Memoirs of Famous Courtesans" Bai Moli's childhood admirer."

The female teacher smiled and nodded excitedly, "Yes, this poem was written by Qiu Jin... Do you know about Qiu Jin?"

"My mother had met Qiu Jin a few times when she was young. Later, when Qiu Jin... was martyred, my mother cried very sadly. Since then, she often told me about Qiu Jin."

The female teacher was particularly happy, and she was also particularly talkative today. She excitedly told the students about Qiu Jin's life, how she went to study in Japan at her own expense despite her husband's opposition, how she returned to China to establish a women's school, how she lobbied for gender equality, how she called on women to join the revolution, and how she was heroically martyred after the failure of the revolutionary uprising. By the end, this cold-blooded female teacher had already burst into tears.

Cao Wanying had never heard of Qiu Jin before, but this did not prevent her from having tears in her eyes and full of admiration after hearing about the life of this great woman. Female students like Cao Wanying were by no means rare in the Grade 2 (1) class. Even several male classmates could not help but show admiration.

Le Jing suddenly remembered the female teacher's name - Bai Nianqiu.

Nianqiu, Nianqiu, what a good name, and also a good ambition.

Amid the constant voices of comfort from the female students, the female teacher wiped away her tears and solemnly said to all her students: "Tomorrow I will conduct a random check on the content of the novel "Memoirs of a Famous Prostitute". Those who can't answer my questions will be punished!"

The students who were originally full of sadness suddenly changed their expressions. A girl questioned: "Sir, this article is about prostitutes..."

Bai Nianqiu glared at her fiercely and said fiercely: "What's wrong with prostitutes? Are prostitutes not women? We women have a hard time surviving in a patriarchal society, and we should help each other! In order to abuse and enslave women, men divide women into different levels and force us women to kill each other under the rules set by men! If you despise prostitutes, you will do what those stinky men want!"

After a period of silence, a boy whispered: "Then... we men should not need to read this book, right?"

Bai Nianqiu raised his eyebrows: "Why don't you read it?"

The boy shrank his neck and whispered: "This book is about women. What does it have to do with us?"

Bai Nianqiu couldn't help but sneer: "There are still too few men in this world who are as pitiful as Mr. Night Watchman, who take the initiative to speak for women and lobby for women's rights! 99% of men are like you who enjoy the power given to them by gender and never care about the life and death of women!"

"Sir, I didn't..."

Bai Nianqiu interrupted him impatiently: "You men should read this book! You need to see what your patriarchal society has forced us women to become!"

She paused, took a deep breath, calmed down and said meaningfully: "I want you men to read this book because all men are sons of women."

"If you love your mother, you must firmly defend women's rights."

Le Jing stared at the female teacher who was talking eloquently and vigorously on the stage, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: It's so beautiful.

He didn't know what the end would be for this respectable pioneer of women's rights, and he had never heard of the name Bai Nianqiu in later history books.

So she was most likely drowned in the sea of ​​clouds of history.

But history will remember her small but crucial efforts at this time.

The later generations will not let her efforts down.

Because, we love freedom...

What a good poem, it should be made clear!

The author has something to say:

I had thought that this world was fictional and no historical figures would appear in it, but I still couldn't help but want to write about Mr. Qiu Jin and this poem. Mr. Qiu Jin died in 1907, before the dawn of the new world. She had been dead for many years in the timeline of this article, so I dared to mention her. I will not mention any historical figures in the future.

The wind is very tense recently, and I don't want this book to be banned.