I am engaged in construction in Datang

When leaving, Zheng Wen glanced at the baby, and saw the servant playing with it.

The one he wanted to teach was the kid's brother; the kid was just a by-product.

"How is it?" Old Man Wang led his men out of the yard, leaned over and asked.

"Not bad." Zheng Wen said, "Where is the Liu family's hometown?"

"I heard it was Jingyang, who knows!"

He hesitated again: "This Liu family..."

"Then let's decide it here first." Old Man Wang interrupted Zheng Wen and stopped him from continuing.

Zheng Wen turned his head to glance at the Liu Mansion, then followed Old Man Wang and left in silence.

In fact, there is no big problem, it’s just that such a big mansion is too quiet.

The junction of Xianyang and Huxian.

Duan Xin was holding the saw, so tired that he couldn't straighten his back.

"Hurry, hurry, don't stop, don't stop!" The supervisor was the same man from before, holding a whip in his hand: "Only by working hard can we live a better life."

The man stared at Duan Xin and whipped him in the side.

"." Duan Xin.

You can indeed live a better life, after all, we work so hard.

It's really tiring work, just sawing wood.

He made it so mysterious, he thought there was some big news.

"Do you know why we asked you to come and saw wood?" the man said sternly, "Because we are screening!"

"Only those who pass the test can enter our real gold mine!"

"By then, you can make as much money as you want."

"Don't disbelieve me, look at what I have in my hand." The man took out a piece of gold and showed it to everyone: "This is what I earn in a month. As long as you work hard enough, you will definitely earn more than me."

Duan Xin estimated that the working hours every day were about seven to eight hours, which was outrageous.

Even if you can make more money, people’s bodies can’t afford it.

"Manager, where is the gold mine?" Duan Xin couldn't help but ask.

As soon as he finished speaking, he was whipped.

"Just do your job well, why are you asking so many questions!" The man glared at her, then said, "Since you asked all the questions, I must answer them."

"The gold mines are just north of us."

"If you behave well, I'll take you there."

Duan Xin stopped thinking about investigating.

This group of people have gone to great lengths to avoid government detection, and have taken several detours, but have yet to see their destination.

Not to mention that his news cannot be spread, even if it is spread, how many of them are useful?

Lao Zheng, please come and save me, I can’t hold on any longer…

……

Chang'an City.

The newsboy was running in the streets and alleys wearing new shoes and new clothes.

Today is the first sale of Linglong magazine.

"Selling newspapers, selling newspapers, the first issue of the magazine "Linglong" has been published, specially for young ladies."

"Three things you must know as a young lady!"

"Why do talented men and beautiful women always end in tragedy? What secrets are hidden behind it?"

"What kind of clothes are the most popular this season? How can I ..."

A low-key carriage was driving on the road, and delicate hands pushed aside the curtains.

"Linglong?" A crisp voice sounded.

"Princess, but do you want to buy a magazine?"

"I can do it myself." The girl said, and then she called to the newsboy in the distance, "Little man, come here!"

"I want to buy a Linglong."

The newsboy heard the shouting and turned to look.

The girl in the carriage had a pair of bright and beautiful eyes, a jade nose and red lips, and an elegant and pleasant temperament. When the other party saw his embarrassed look, she covered her face with a round fan.

"Xiao Lang-jun?"

"Ah!" The newsboy blushed and ran over quickly: "Here I come."

His eyes were wandering and he didn't dare to look at the other person.

"How much is Linglong?"

"12 cents!" The newsboy stood up straight and shouted, "This is a magazine, so it's more expensive."

The girl raised her lips slightly, took out twelve copper coins and handed them to the other party: "Here you go."

"Thank you, young lady."

Changle lowered the door curtain, first looked at the cover carefully, then turned to the first page -

The Life of Ladies

The round fan fell to the ground, and Changle stared at the article in a daze.

As mentioned above, women's lives are without suspense from the very beginning.

The neat Chinese characters gradually twisted and distorted, baring their fangs and claws as if they wanted to devour her.

She felt a sudden tight pain in her chest and gasped for breath.

"Princess, Princess..." The maid hurriedly poured the pills into her palm and fed them to the other party: "Please don't scare me."

After half a minute, Changle gradually recovered. She put Linglong aside and didn't want to look at it, and picked up the half-finished embroidery.

As she embroidered, tears could not stop falling, dripping through the silk cloth. Changle tried hard to curl the corners of her mouth. She should be dignified and calm, and remain calm in the face of emergencies.

This stitch should land on the tip of the butterfly's wing, the thread should be stretched straight, and the next stitch should...

"Princess, if you are tired, please take a rest." The maid was frightened and started crying.

"Azhu, I'm fine. I'm just happy."

Newspaper.

Li Yin cleaned up a room to use as Linglong Magazine's office.

There is a special mailbox at the entrance of the newspaper office, which is specifically for receiving manuscripts from Linglong Magazine.

Linglong was about to go on sale yesterday, and my mailbox was already filled with papers.

Li Yin stayed in the newspaper office the entire day, and went down to clean up every half hour.

"The ladies are so enthusiastic." Li Yin laughed and couldn't help chatting with Xiaochun: "We don't need to worry too much about Linglong in the next issue."

There were quite a few submissions from the young ladies, and of course a good half of them were abusive.

This submission can be anonymous, who can find the real author?

"Come, let's sift through it and select some manuscripts to be published in the next issue of Linglong."

Li Yin was used to those abusive words. The system had said before that there were countless people who cursed her.

He is just a small fry, he dares not even show his face.

The two of them screened quickly, first throwing away the obscene letters, and then carefully looking through the women's submissions.

"Oh, this is about a female hero." Li Xiaochun took a look and exclaimed in admiration.

"Stay and take a closer look later."

[System, help me filter the mail. Remove backyard disputes, family affairs, love-brained wives, female competition for pets, and gender confrontation... Well, remove group pets, cute babies, and women dressed as men or dressed as men without revealing their identities.]

[Host...if you delete it again, there will be no more posts]

[If we include the female knights, female fairies, imperial examinations, military service, and business, how come there are none left?]

[If you have a good love story or myth story, you can also write it down]

She sorted out the manuscript in her hands, lowered her eyes and smiled faintly.

[System, first impression is hard to change]

[This is the reality now. We can no longer label backyard disputes as women’s only thing in our writings, nor can we label imperial examinations and politics as men’s only thing.]

[Women are independent individuals. They do not need to be liked by others to prove themselves. They have a complete and perfect personality. Therefore, they should not need dolls to enrich their image just because of their physiological uterus.]

[You see, it's rare to see a man who relies on a doll to come alive]

[And you know, I like dolls, but I can’t make them appear] (Yin Meier really likes dolls, Erya, Sizi, and Shitou...)

Li Yin stopped what she was doing and looked downstairs. She saw that the mailbox was about to overflow again.

"Xiaochun, I'm going downstairs to get the mail."

After saying that, Li Yin turned and left.