Chapter 232 Yixiu 101
Chapter 232 Yixiu 101
The emergence of Wen Yi and several powerful princesses raised the status of women a lot, and no one dared to say that women in the family should just focus on taking care of their husbands and children.
If they were not careful, they would be charged with disrespecting the royal family. No matter how noble they were, they would not compromise their official positions.
As the number of female officials in the court gradually increased, especially after seeing that women from merchant families could also enter the court, the number of people in the academy began to explode.
The young officials had no time to criticize them and were left far behind in the blink of an eye.
I can only try my best to roll along.
As time went on, there were even places in the city specifically for women to have fun.
Nian Shilan came back from a trip in the northwest and was doing maintenance at An Lingrong's farm. The wind and sand were strong there, and although she had a lot of fun, it would also hurt her skin.
Warm water made from various medicinal herbs washed her scalp from all angles, with a hint of rose scent.
Several maids surrounded her and served her.
"It's comfortable! You should go and see it when you have time. It's very different from what's described in the books. Don't be bored in Beijing all the time."
"We don't have your courage and good health. You've been away for so long, can you bring us any gifts?"
Feng Ruozhao was somewhat moved but not much. Nian Shilan had the protection of the Nian family's brave and capable guards, but they did not.
Although Wen Yi would definitely send people to protect them as long as they asked, they were unwilling to trouble her for such trivial matters.
Wen Yi gave them the greatest freedom despite pressure from all sides, which was not easy.
"I brought it, I brought it, yours is indispensable."
"Let me tell you, I also met Li Jingyan there this time."
Suddenly, as if she thought of something, Nian Shilan sat up abruptly, and the maids hurriedly wrapped up her still dripping hair.
"What's wrong? What's new?"
When the others saw her so excited, they knew there was something exciting to hear and looked over.
"As you know, there are many caravans traveling to and from the northwest these days. That day, Li Jingyan and Hongshi were walking down the street when a foreigner appeared from nowhere and knelt down in front of her with a huge bouquet of flowers!"
"Ah? But you recognized them?"
If they recognized their identities, they should have saluted properly, but they wouldn't have taken flowers. This is a bit like...
"No, that person said he had been observing Li Jingyan for several days and was deeply attracted to her and wanted to marry her."
"You didn't see it. Hongshi's face turned black at that moment, and he immediately dragged the man back."
"That person was also very persistent. He didn't give up even after knowing that Hongshi was Li Jingyan's son. He even said that he was willing to become a family with them. I laughed so hard that my stomach hurt on the second floor."
"and then?"
Nian Shilan smacked her lips, feeling a little regretful that she didn't see the excitement that happened later.
"Then I don't know. I don't see that Li Jingyan seems angry. Hongshi might be afraid that he really will have another stepfather."
"He ran away with his men overnight. I didn't even see him when I went to his house the next day."
Hearing this, everyone around burst into laughter.
"It seems like she's doing well out there."
"I wouldn't say this is surprising. Back in the palace, everyone acknowledged her outstanding appearance, and she's no less beautiful now."
As they were talking, Xia Dongchun came in with his men.
"Sisters, I brought a batch of new clothes today. Would you like to take a look?"
Nian Shilan reached out and pinched Xia Dongchun's face. She was very interested in the clothes she was wearing. The two of them had similar tastes.
"Hey, Xia Dongchun, it's been a while since we last met. You look more and more lively. Let someone bring you in."
Xia Dongchun didn't mind, because this was her God of Wealth.
This manor has such a strong ability to attract money that Xia Dongchun saw how much these noble ladies were willing to spend.
It was not convenient for her to keep them at home forever, so following An Lingrong's suggestion, she hired a group of skilled embroiderers to make custom clothes for these people using the rarest and most precious fabrics.
She actually succeeded in doing it. Products made in the palace are always popular.
At her instigation, Nian Shilan brought a few people to Nanfeng Pavilion to drink.
Seeing the young and handsome guy calling me sister, you have to drink more wine. People who come here to play know their limits. The surroundings are covered with thin gauze, and there is no enclosed space.
The world is not yet that tolerant towards them.
You don't have to sell your body and you can make friends with important people you don't see every day. This place has become a ladder for those who are determined to climb up.
Feng Ruozhao was more interested in the drama downstairs.
The boss here is very smart. He knows that relying solely on male beauty is not a long-term solution, so he specially arranged the most popular scripts in the world into a play.
The effect was very good, attracting a large number of shy girls, and the first floor was a place for them to watch the show.
At this time, a woman walked in from outside the door, chose a place to sit down as if she was familiar with the place, and soon the maids came in carrying large and small plates of delicious food.
It immediately attracted Feng Ruozhao's attention.
"Look, that person looks so familiar!"
Everyone looked in the direction she pointed and saw Fang Chunyi with chubby cheeks.
"Isn't this the Concubine Fang?"
Lu Yingfeng's words made everyone present remember who this person was.
Nian Shilan tilted his head back and drank the wine that was handed to his mouth, then tilted his head to take a look.
"Oh, it turned out to be her. The first minister to kneel before the emperor in the court was her father."
"I heard from the Emperor that Lord Fang only asked for this one thing: to be allowed to take his daughter home."
"I was quite moved at the time, but I didn't expect it to be this girl."
After she said this, Lu Yingfeng, who had accompanied her on the tour, also remembered.
"She's really lucky, but she's also unlucky. She entered the palace at a young age, and she only said a few words."
"Sister, why are you just looking outside? Didn't you say you would paint with me?"
The servant's voice quickly drew everyone's attention back. To them, Fang Chunyi, with whom they had little contact, was just a stranger. At most, they could sigh about the deep love between father and daughter.
It was already late at night when they came out of the museum, and the guards were already waiting outside the door.
Fei Yunyan felt inexplicably guilty when she saw the person standing next to the sedan chair, and quickly got in. At that moment, she clearly heard the other person snort coldly.
After returning to the garden, Su Rong turned around and was about to leave, and Fei Yunyan hurriedly followed him.
"Listen to my explanation, I really didn't do anything. I just watched the music and drank. I swear!"
"Humph! I've been with you since I first understood love, even at the risk of being beheaded. Now you're free, and you've become more open-minded, right?"
"Don't be like this, I really just drank some wine, you know the rules there."
"I don't know. I don't know as much as you do."
……
Fei Yunyan's coaxing voice gradually disappeared along with the figures of the two people, and the people hiding behind the trees finally poked their heads out.
"I won, I gave the money, and I told them something was wrong a long time ago."
"Wow! So the bravest among us is here."
Except for Cao Qinmo, everyone else took out their silver and walked towards their own palaces, talking in a flurry.
"You are now the Holy Mother Empress Dowager, and you are not living in the palace, but you come here to nitpick our trivial matters. How can this be justified?"
"Leave it to me, I'm happy to do it."
"Speaking of which, it's been a while since the Empress Dowager was taken away by the Fourth Prince, and she hasn't come back yet."
"Who knows? I guess we'll know the outcome after those two siblings have another fight."
The bright candlelight gradually faded in the darkness, and the voices became quieter and quieter.
Yixiu stayed in this world for a long time. She saw Hongli's growing territory and the increasingly prosperous homeland under Wen Yi's rule.
It wasn't until this body reached its limit that her consciousness gradually faded away.
A cold voice rang out in the virtual space.
Main System: "Why hasn't her consciousness changed after so long? Didn't you provide any guidance?"
"Boss, the host of this world rarely lets me out, and doesn't communicate with me at all except to retrieve some necessary information."
Main System: "Useless thing, is it the script's fault? Is the Queen's status not high enough?"
Main System: "Don't be lazy in the next world. Give her a higher status, a more prominent role, so that she can't avoid it."
"Make sure she lets out her anger. How can she carry out her mission with such a weak personality?"
How could it be possible for someone who had been trained for so long to retire smoothly? The destiny of the tasker was to fight for the bureau until the last moment when his soul dissipated.
If everyone can have a smooth retirement, the resources they paid in the early stages will be nothing.
The system agreed reluctantly; it had not expected this to happen.
After data testing, it was found that the feudal era and the world of immortal cultivation were the most corrosive to the mind, and countless taskers were assimilated in them.
Having enjoyed the pleasure of being high and mighty and able to control the fate of others at any time, few people can still show sympathy for ordinary people.
The boy who slays the dragon will eventually become the dragon himself; no one can escape this fate.
If so, it's simply because there isn't enough time.
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