The Way of the Peasant Mother-in-law

Zhulan looked at Concubine Chen, who was looking forward to it, and pointed to herself, "Taifei, what I wrote is an article."

Concubine Chen, "I saw it, so I asked you if I could."

Zhulan spread her hands, "I wrote the article with the permission of the emperor, so the concubine should know who to ask."

Concubine Chen pursed her lips, "I'm writing a script, I want to hear your opinion."

Zhulan pointed to the sky, "You can go to the palace and ask the emperor about this."

There are interesting conversations, and the story is not impossible. It mainly depends on the emperor's thoughts. For the emperor who is in power, many things are very convenient to implement.

Concubine Chen didn't really want to enter the palace, "You have no other way?"

Zhulan shook her head, "No."

This is a newspaper without the permission of the emperor, and no one dares to take Chen Taifei's words.

Concubine Chen frowned, "Why is it so difficult for a woman, you are so talented, you can only use Mr. Fengqing to write articles, and I can only use Mr. Yan."

It is indeed not easy for Zhulan to think about being a woman, but the article is different from the script. Even if the script is welcome, it is still difficult to write it in the newspaper, especially the Beijing newspaper is facing the states of the country. decision, she felt that the emperor would not agree to the words appearing in the newspaper.

Interesting talk is different from the storybook. The collection of interesting stories is mostly from the common people, so as to get some ideas of the common people, while the storybook is about love and so on!

When Taifei Chen saw that Mrs. Yang didn't speak, the heat in her heart slowly subsided, "Hey, I'm not reconciled."

Zhulan said, "You can ask."

When Concubine Chen came, she didn't ask her son because she knew what his son would say. She came to ask Mrs. Yang. Mrs. Yang was a woman who had written articles in newspapers. She hoped to get opinions, and she also hoped that Mrs. Yang could help her!

It's a pity that Yang's right, the world belongs to the emperor, the emperor does not allow it, it is useless for her to ask more people to help.

Concubine Chen did not leave in a hurry, but instead said: "Your article appeared in the newspaper, and my son praised you."

The corners of Zhulan's mouth turned up, "Really?"

Concubine Chen nodded, "Really."

Zhulan is in a happy mood, who doesn't like to hear praise, she can get praise at the level of King Qi, not only for her affirmation, but also for her thoughts!

Zhulan's article was published in the newspaper, and Mr. Fengqing became more famous and recognized by many students. As a result, the bookstore's books sold better, and a book was not cheap. The bookstore owner was overjoyed, Fengqing Mr.'s book is placed in the most prominent position.

At the same time, they all wondered who Mr. Feng Qing was!

The boys in the Zhou family who were still in the academy were eerily silent as they listened to the discussions of their classmates.

Mingjing pursed his lips, he really wanted to say that Mr. Fengqing was my grandmother, and sighed, knowing that he couldn't say it, it was really frustrating!

Ming Ling and Ming Feng were sitting together, and when it was finally time for class, just seeing the husband brought in the newspaper, the two brothers looked at each other, and it felt good to wake up alone!

A few days later, no one in the capital still knew who Mr. Feng Qing was. The more mysterious Mr. Feng Qing was, the more voices were discussed.

And Zhulan has come out of joy, she is worried about whether she can recruit female students in the future, and plans to visit the villages around the capital.

Yuyi wanted to follow, but Yuwen rarely offered to join, and Zhulan brought her two granddaughters.

The capital is the capital of the country, and the people in the suburbs of Beijing live a good life. Judging from the houses and clothes, the family has some wealth.

The curtain of the carriage was not drawn, and the scene outside was clearly seen through the glass window.

Yu Yi pursed her lips, "It's all boys playing in the village, and the granddaughter didn't see any girls."

Since entering the village, she has been staring out the window, even if there is speculation in her heart, she really feels uncomfortable when she sees it.

Yuwen, "Grandma, do we want to get off the carriage?"

Zhulan nodded, but she didn't let the driver stop at a family whose family seemed difficult. It was useless for her to visit. Even if they didn't charge a penny, such a family would not send girls to learn skills. She never wanted to see stubborn thoughts.

She is now going to persuade her, and everything is in vain. Only when someone in the village sends her daughter to study, and when she sees the salary, can she shake her mind, even if it is for money.

When the carriage stopped at Lizheng's house, the people in the suburbs of Beijing were aware of the carriage and knew whether it was a powerful person from the carriage.

When Li Zheng was at home, Zhu Lan got off the carriage, and Li Zheng was stunned, "This lady?"

Zhu Lan said, "I drink it on the excuse of water."

Li Zheng didn't think much about it, "Please come in."

When Zhulan entered the courtyard, the hostess of the house greeted her. Knowing that she was borrowing water to drink, she hurriedly asked her granddaughter to boil the water.

Zhulan didn't enter the house, but was sitting in the courtyard. She saw the glass window, and then looked at the jewelry worn by the female family members. She knew, "Are there scholars at home?"

Mrs. Li Zheng smiled, "Yes, several grandchildren read books."

Zhulan looked at the girls again. Because Zhulan and her party were women, the girls did not avoid them, but Li Zheng avoided them, "How old are your granddaughters?"

Madam Lizheng replied, "The eldest fourteen is already engaged, and the youngest is eight years old."

Seeing that the girls were very well-behaved, Zhulan smiled, "You are lucky."

Madam Lizheng waved her hand, "What fortune is there?"

She hopes to have more grandchildren, and her granddaughter will get married sooner or later.

Zhulan said, "The granddaughter is considerate."

Mrs. Lizheng disagreed, but she did not refute it. She had seen the carriage of nobles on the streets of the capital, and the old lady who did not wear much jewelry in front of her, even if she had a kind face, she did not dare to say anything.

Zhulan asked again, "Can your granddaughter read?"

Madam Lizheng was puzzled, but she replied, "I don't know how to read."

Zhulan was in a panic, several grandchildren in the family went to study, but none of the granddaughters could read, "Do you know the orphan Zhuangzi?"

Mrs. Lizheng became energetic, "I know, the master said that when the renovation is completed, he will send his untalented grandson to study."

"Where's the granddaughter?"

Lady Li Zheng was stunned~www.wuxiaspot.com~ frowned, "My granddaughter will marry sooner or later."

When you finish your studies, you should get married. Isn't it cheap to send your granddaughter to study? Moreover, she is not willing to spend money to send her granddaughter to study. With this, it was better to send her grandson to study in the past, and she will have the ability to settle down in the future.

Yu Yi and Yu Wen were unusually silent. They were reincarnated well. They were born to be young ladies of the official family. They have loving parents and fair grandparents. , they are really happy.

Zhulan glanced past Mrs. Lizheng and looked at the girl standing behind Ms. Lizheng, "Do you want to learn skills? The academy can learn embroidery, medicine, etc., not only reading and literacy, but also arithmetic, etc. Do you want to learn?"

Madam Lizheng wanted to speak, but Zhulan glanced over, Madam Lizheng's pupils shrank, she was frightened by the sharp eyes.

The girl answered without thinking, "I listen to my parents."

Zhulan looked at the young ones, the ancient children were all precocious, and the girls were treated unequally, even more precocious, the eyes of the young ones were blank at this time, they never thought about studying.