From the birth of a son to the separation of Nuwa and her path to becoming a god

Before distinguishing between men and women, we are all human beings first. What is needed to cultivate a person's ideological and mental state is often the influence from childhood, and growth experience and education are indispensable. You think those women are small-minded and have low vision, but you have never thought that they compete for favor and beauty just to climb up, which is no different from your desire to make achievements.

It's just using different methods to give yourself a better future. Ask yourself if you were in their situation, would you do better than them? If they are born with a male body and have read the Analects of Confucius, their bodies are upright and they will not do what they are told. If their bodies are not upright, they will not do what they are told. I have read Mencius's "Those who respect others will always be respected by others, and those who love others will always be loved by others." It may not be inferior to you. "

Guan Zong is still young, and although he still has the idea that men are superior to women, he is not as stubborn as Xing Jingyao.

Although he didn't quite understand what Meng Liu said, he tried to get rid of his own prejudices and read the storybook she wrote with a calm mind. He no longer struggled with men and women, but looked at the plot and writing style. If there was anything unreasonable, he would point it out. If it was well written, The place also does not hesitate to encourage.

Although he still avoids women, he doesn't think women are trouble as before.

Meng Liu wrote the words of these historical figures very carefully, and she did not want to make any mistakes to discredit them.

Over the past two years, she has written a total of eight books.

During this period, she also returned home. Unexpectedly, after so long, Xing Jingyao still did not remove the guards near her home, but this time it was not for surveillance, but for protection.

When the news of her death came that day, the couple couldn't believe it. They were definitely sad, but they always remembered the vaccination Meng Liu had received, and they didn't seek death.

Xing Jingyao sends money to Meng's father and mother on a monthly basis, and there is never a shortage of food and clothing for the holidays. With his help, the Meng family's pastry shop has opened two branches in the capital.

Meng Xu passed the Jinshi exam last year. Generally, except for the top three, he would be posted as a minor official and serve for three years before taking the exam.

Meng Xu's grades in the imperial examination were not good, and he was hung at the back of the car. There was nothing he could do. The gap between the rich and the common people was like this. He had been taught by famous teachers since he was a child, and there were countless classics in the mansion. How could ordinary people compare with him.

Therefore, everyone in the Meng family was very happy to get the Jinshi result.

When the Holy Emperor was conferring officials, Xing Jingyao moved some connections and sent Meng Xu to Yanzhou. He started as a county magistrate and under his protection, in just one year, he was promoted to the prefect.

Although he cannot do without Xing Jingyao's help, Meng Xu is indeed a good official.

Listening to his mother's detailed explanation of what happened in the past two years, Meng Liu felt a little complicated.

Xing Jingyao is not a bad person, but he is pedantic and self-righteous. She escaped that day because she was afraid that he would use her family to threaten her. If she was alone, she would not be afraid of anything.

But now the threat is gone, but this sugar-coated bullet is too difficult to withstand.

Mother Meng worriedly advised: "Nanny, I don't know what happened between you and Mr. Xing, but he has sincerely regretted it now. If it's not a big deal, just forget it."

Meng Liu pinched his eyebrows: "Don't worry, mother, I have a sense of proportion."

Meng's father disagreed: "Mr.

"Forget it. I haven't seen my parents in several years. I miss my daughter so much. I want to eat from my father. I also want my mother to make me a new set of clothes."

Meng's mother took her hand distressedly, and felt sour when she saw her daughter dressed in men's clothes. For the sake of her own safety, a daughter's family had to dress in men's clothes. It was all their fault that the couple had no ability to protect their daughter.

Seeing that he was about to wipe away tears again, Meng Liu quickly made jokes to make his parents laugh. The family had dinner with Meimei, and she got up and left.

I went to Wenyuan Bookstore again with the storybook in my arms.

The shopkeeper still remembers her, her face is so recognizable that if you see it once, you will never forget it again.

"Are you leaving?" he exclaimed.

Meng Liu smiled and nodded: "It's me."

"Where have you been in the past few years? Why are you dressed like this? What difficulties have you encountered?" He asked several questions in succession.

Meng Liu did not answer, but just took out a thick stack of manuscripts: "Is the shopkeeper still willing to accept the storybook I wrote?"

"Of course I am willing!"

Back then, Jiao Xia Ke's name was resounding throughout the capital, and which girl in the boudoir hadn't read the story books written by her. Even Ling Wang, the prototype of the male protagonist, became the dream lover of many people because of those story books.

Although King Ling's temperament has changed drastically in the past few years, and he is often angry and angry, but those few words have not lowered his status in the slightest.

There are also the later Legend of Mulan, the description of red clothes and military uniforms before and after the war, as well as the fact that every family sent their son to the battlefield during the war and only Mulan returned to his hometown in the end. There are many wonderful plots that make everyone sweat.

Later, after Jiao Xiake disappeared, a troupe put Mulan on the stage, and many storytellers appeared in the restaurant.

At first, some noble men ridiculed it, but gradually more and more people were attracted by this story. Even the Queen Mother in the palace heard about it and watched the troupe perform it once a month.

Now that Meng Liu is back, the shopkeeper believes that as long as he pulls off the gimmick of selling Jiao Xia Ke's new work, he will definitely make a lot of money.

After all, there had been so many years in between, so the shopkeeper did not dare to relax and ordered his subordinates to read a book respectively. The whole afternoon passed, and everyone could not get back to their senses for a long time.

"Wonderful! So wonderful!"

"Really, a woman is as good as a man, and a beauty is better than a man!"

"I'm sure this book will be even more popular than the previous ones once it comes out!"

"The plot and writing are all excellent, even better than the previous books!"

The shopkeeper laughed so hard that he couldn't see his eyes. This time he used 50%, and both parties signed a contract. All he could do was to calculate the money on a monthly basis after the book was sold.

"Are you going to find out what's going on outside?"

"Yes, princess."

The woman held the book in her hand and looked carefully. There were three words on the cover. Her face was as clear as a silver plate, her features were clear, her black hair was tied up high, and her whole person was dignified and majestic.

"Princess, I heard that Mr. Jiao Xia Ke came to hand over a new manuscript."

Princess Yuzhen paused and raised her head: "Seriously?"

"Yes." The maid's face turned red with excitement. It was obvious that she had admired Jiao Xia Ke for a long time.

Yu Zhen hurriedly lifted up her skirt and ran out of the private room in the study room.

Meng Liu was chatting with a few people when he suddenly saw a woman running over from a distance.

"May I ask who is Mr. Jiao Xia Ke?" When he saw a few people standing together, Yu Zhen slowed down, took up the posture of a princess, and asked steadily.

"it's me."

Yuzhen stared at her and looked at her carefully, but his eyes had no other meaning, only excitement and excitement intertwined.