Today is the regular day for Mrs. Mingguo to come to visit her grandson.

Different from the past, Cui Ming proposed that she want to see the newly opened Imperial City Tomato Sauce Shop.

Therefore, the location was changed from the Prince Regent's Palace to the new shop. Yan Yang was worried about his mother's safety, so he went to Wu'an Palace to greet her in person.

Mrs. Mingguo sat in the carriage and looked at the bustling streets through the embroidered window lattice carved with hundreds of flowers: "In this area, there were only a hundred shops when you were a child, but now there are more than a thousand. It's so lively."

Yan Yang brewed a pot of Tieguanyin for her: "The days are getting better and better."

"Not really."

Mrs. Mingguo pointed to the Renya Market on the street, "There are still people pawning their wives and daughters."

Yan Yang looked around and saw a sallow-skinned rural man, dragging his thin wife towards the human tooth market. The young wife shrank and cried, but she was still pawned by her husband's fingerprints. Sold to another ugly man.

Yan Yang frowned: "This is a bad habit of the poor."

A look of compassion appeared in Mrs. Mingguo's eyes: "Yang'er, you are wrong. Pawning wives and concubines, or even renting wives, is not unique to the lower class people. When my mother was a child, she experienced the Eight Kings Rebellion and saw herself in the war with her own eyes. In order to survive, the clan, which was in dire straits, gave away its wives and concubines to others in exchange for money."

Yan Yang's subconscious disgust said: "You can't even protect your wife and daughter, you are not worthy of being a man."

Mrs. Mingguo looked at her son with satisfaction: "You are a good boy who knows how to love your wife. But for two thousand years, most men in the world still regard their wives as part of their property. In extreme circumstances where they cannot survive, they will Sell ​​them like any other property."

Yan Yang fell silent. He knew that what his mother said was true.

Mother and son rarely chatted like this. He was busy with military training and government affairs, and had little time to accompany the old man, so he listened carefully when the old man spoke.

"My mother's whole life must be noble and smooth."

There is a soft power in Mrs. Mingguo's body, like gurgling water, moisturizing things silently. "My mother is the direct daughter of the Cui family. She was born with a golden spoon in her mouth. She is loved by her father, brother and uncle. She is the apple of the eye of the ten Cui family. She was born before the age of fifteen. , my father and brother gave me a lot of rights; after I was fifteen years old, I married your father, and my husband loved me so much that I became the Duchess of Wu'an and the mistress of the Yan family. My husband shared my rights as the head of the family; my husband was killed by the late emperor. , I became a poor widow, and my son became successful again and became a powerful minister and regent who was inferior to one person but surpassed ten thousand people. He earned me the imperial title of Lady of the State with his military exploits."

Yan Yang's voice was a little hoarse: "Mother——"

"Mom actually understands everything. All of my noble status and prominent position were given to me by my father and brother, the duke's husband, and the regent's son."

Mrs. Mingguo's eyes were extremely transparent.

Yan Yang's long eyelashes twitched slightly: "Grandpa loves his daughter, father loves his wife, and son is filial to his mother. This is only natural."

Cui Ming patted her son's hand gently: "The eldest princess and mother are different."

Yan Yang's pupils shrank.

Mother was in a lively conversation today, and after all she said so much, it was all about talking about his wife!

"For thousands of years, women have been excluded from the field of power. The so-called noble matrons of aristocratic families seem to have certain rights... Oh, to put it harshly, they are like wives who are pawned by poor people outside..."

"Different!"

Yan Yang interrupted her.

It is unimaginable that my mother, who eats fast, chants Buddha's name, and pays no attention to worldly matters, can actually be very arrogant.

Cui Ming's tone was calm, without any trace of regret, she even smiled: "Yang'er, mother likes the eldest princess very much, not because of how noble she is, nor because of the unique legitimacy of her royal bloodline, but because she is a A very powerful person, her rights are not given by any man.”

"My son knows that there are rumors that my cousin is the person who passed down the imperial seal in human form. It is said that whoever marries her will be the most powerful contender for the throne."

"Have you ever heard the princess say this?"

Cui Mingyun waved her hand lightly, "She has always been showing how noble her birth is, how rare the only direct bloodline of the Xie family is, and whoever marries her can become the emperor."

Thinking of his fiancée who was about to get married at the end of the month, Yan Yang's eyes became hot: "My mother is right, she has never thought of passing on the national jade seal in human form. On the contrary, she is actively building bridges and roads, building factories, participating in farming, and doing business. She created a terrifying amount of material wealth through production and organizational team, and her path to gaining power was arduous."

Cui Ming deeply agreed: "Yes, her rights are real rights gained through hard work, with her feet on the ground; the small rights my mother has are illusory rights brought by her status with her feet hanging in the air. "

Like most noble matrons of aristocratic families, she obtained her noble status through men.

But noble status is not rights.

Many housewives have the misunderstanding that having the status of a married woman gives them rights and can give orders. How ridiculous. Just false rights without power.

"My mother is very good at judging people and she has chosen Qingyuan as my wife."

Cui Ming held her son's hand tightly and said sincerely, "Things in the world are unpredictable. You men who are somersaulting in the power field, there is no guarantee that you will not have an accident. Your father and my brother are examples. Even if it develops into the worst outcome, Yan The family lost power and was liquidated, beheaded and exiled as Chongguan slaves, but as long as Qingyuan is around, she still has terrible influence despite losing the power of the Yan family, and she still has the strength to continue to make a lot of money. She can stand, and she is the only one who has the ability. The one who pulled everyone out of the mire!”

Speaking of excitement, the old lady's eyes were already red.

She thought of the tragic death of her husband, the loss of her brother, and the two most important men who had become victims on the road to imperial power. At that time, I was so hopeless and helpless...I couldn't do anything but cry.

It is precisely because of the cruel experience that I understand more personally how valuable the influence of the eldest princess is that can still stand without the support of the Prince Regent and Queen Mother Yan!

If we really get to that point, the eldest princess will be the last trump card.

Yan Yang understood the deep meaning of his mother's words - it was never the eldest princess who relied on the regent's power, but the three regent clans who had to count on her in the future.

There was a sound of horses neighing, and the carriage suddenly stopped.

"what happened?"

Yan Yang immediately asked. The driver was a lieutenant in the army and had strict discipline. He would not stop easily without instructions unless there was an accident on the road.

"Shangzhu Kingdom, a young woman fell into the water ahead."

"Never mind."

"But... that woman looks like the eldest princess from the side! Are you really not going to take a look?"

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