The princess is rebellious and brings space to make trouble for the villain

Seeing Minister Fang leave angrily, Meng Weilan and Zhou looked up and smiled at each other tacitly.

"If you ask me, you shouldn't use your dowry to support them. The dowry from my parents' home is for women like us to rely on. It's our confidence. If you generously support them with your dowry, you might end up raising some ungrateful people."

"You're right. I was stupid at first. I wanted to marry a man as upright as my father. Who would have thought it would turn out like this?"

Meng Weilan knew that she was thinking about sad things, so she reached out her hand and pulled Zhou up together.

"There is still a long time to go. From now on, hold on to what you have in your hands and secure your position as madam. No one will dare to touch you." Meng Weilan looked at Zhou.

"Weilan, you are right. I will keep this position, but..."

"Aunt Meng, you are here."

Just when she was about to hear what Zhou was going to say next, she saw Fang Shiwan walking towards her from not far away, and Meng Weilan smiled.

"Yes, Shi Wan, I'm here. You can call me Master Meng from now on."

"Yes, Master Meng."

Fang Shiwan was very well-behaved and performed the etiquette of a student, which made Zhou and Meng Weilan laugh.

Seeing the two of them happy, Fang Shiwan was also very happy. This was her enlightenment teacher in ancient times, her master.

The few of them walked and talked, and a lot of what they talked about were about Fang Shiwan. During the conversation, Fang Shiwan quietly revealed that he had also secretly learned a lot of characters in the past.

"Shi Wan, have you learned it before?" Meng Weilan was very surprised. Living on thin ice in the backyard, what else could she learn?

"Well, Master Meng, to be honest, when my father invited a teacher to teach Zhirou, I once peeked at the gate of the courtyard. That's when I learned it."

After hearing this, Zhou felt very upset. A legitimate daughter actually fell to the point of listening to a teacher teaching a concubine's daughter.

Meng Weilan glanced at Zhou, who was shaking with anger beside her, and reached out her hand to comfort her. "Since Shi Wan has a better foundation, it will be easier for me to teach you next time. If you are willing to learn, I am not afraid to teach you more."

"Thank you, Master Meng."

When Fang Shiwan heard that she would teach more, she became even happier and unknowingly arrived at the gate of the courtyard.

Meng Weilan raised her head and was stunned for a moment when she saw that there was no name on the plaque on the gate.

"Isn't there a name for this courtyard?"

"Master Meng, it is like this. The students did not like the previous name, so when the grandfather came to revise the courtyard, he also removed the name, leaving a blank space, and asked the students to write it themselves."

"I see." Meng Weilan suddenly thought this was a good idea and glanced at Fang Shiwan. "I wonder what name you came up with?"

“Students haven’t thought of that yet.”

She has been very busy recently, either saving lives or punishing evil and promoting good in the mansion, so she has no time to think about it.

"Yunxiao rises to the sky in one day, and Fuyao is above the clouds." Meng Weilan thought for a moment, "How about calling it 'Fuyao Courtyard'?"

"Fuyao." Fang Shiwan was very surprised. Meng Weilan was indeed a talented woman. She nodded with satisfaction and said, "Master Meng is indeed a talented woman. I like the name Fuyao very much. When the great roc rises with the wind, it soars up to 90,000 miles. Master Meng, your name Fuyao is absolutely amazing."

Seeing the student casually recite a poem, Meng Weilan was also very surprised. This poem was much better than hers.

"It seems that Shi Wan is indeed studious. Huiyi, if you train this child well, he will definitely be someone that cannot be underestimated in the future."

Seeing Meng Weilan boasting about her child like that, Zhou was extremely happy, but she was also shocked by the line of poetry that Fang Shiwan had just said.

In the flowers not far away, a woman in a pink dress showed one eye and looked towards the yard not far away.

She dug her nails into her palms, wishing she could tear the woman at the gate into pieces.

"Come on, let's go in."

"Okay, Master Meng, you're welcome."

Seeing her daughter being so respectful and sensible at such a young age, Zhou felt distressed, and the other minister hated her even more.

"it is good."

The three of them walked into Fuyao Courtyard. Ziyun served the tea and then left with Nanny Zhang.

Meng Weilan then changed her gentle look and put on a serious look, and said to Fang Shiwan seriously:

"Shi Wan, from today on, I will be your teacher. I will come here on time at the beginning of the morning every day. You must wash up before I come, understand?"

Fang Shiwan heard this and thought, isn't this the modern 7 o'clock? The corners of her mouth twitched.

"Yes, Master Meng."

"Although you have learned a little, I still want to say this in advance. Don't think you can achieve success overnight. No one is born with the ability. Besides, you are already fifteen years old, which means you started learning later than other girls. It will naturally be more difficult for you to learn. Don't be impatient, okay?"

"Yes, Master Meng."

Looking at Fang Shiwan, who was sincere and equally serious, Meng Weilan smiled.

Little did she know that she would later understand that some people are born to learn. It seemed that every book was written for them, and they could even draw inferences from one example and apply it to other situations.

Then, she looked at her good friend beside her and said softly, "Hui Yi, if that's the case, I will start teaching you from today."

"Okay, Weilan, thank you for your hard work." After saying that, Zhou looked at her daughter and said, "Wan'er, you should study hard, okay?"

"Yes, mother, I understand."

Meng Weilan ordered her personal maid to take out all the books she had prepared, in duplicate for each one. Fang Shiwan was surprised at her attitude towards things.

No wonder she could become the most talented woman in the imperial city. From the small things we can tell that she had put in a lot of effort in the past.

"These are some simple words. Take a look at the first few first, and I'll teach you later."

Fang Shiwan took it and said, "Yes, Master Meng."

.....

Spring Breeze Courtyard.

Aunt Hua sat at the gate of the courtyard, while the servants trimmed her nails. Looking at her daughter who came in angrily, she spoke softly:

"Ya'er, why are you so reckless?"

"Auntie."

Fang Zhiya immediately threw herself into Aunt Hua's arms. Aunt Hua signaled the maids to leave and then pushed away her daughter, whose eyes were slightly red.

"What's wrong? Are you crying?"

After hearing what her aunt said, Fang Zhiya burst into tears.

Seeing her daughter crying so sadly, Aunt Hua felt so distressed that her heart burst out. She reached out and brushed her hair for her: "Ya'er, if you don't tell me, how can I know why you are crying?"

"You have to tell me the reason so that I can help you make a decision."

Fang Zhiya cried enough, then she slowly raised her head and looked at Aunt Hua who had a worried look on her face.

"mother..."