Xianyu Infrastructure, I have a lot of troops in my hands

Lei Wu was shocked by the elder's sharpness. He restrained his expression, fearing that the old fox would see something.

Hey, yesterday the brothers complained that the lady was timid and only knew to curry favor with the main vein when encountering problems. I didn't expect that the lady's action was to let the main vein help take the blame.

It turned out that they had misunderstood the lady. He frowned, feeling that something was wrong.

The Great Elder felt quite bored looking at Lei Wu's stiff appearance. Just as he was about to leave, he saw the female official from Furong Courtyard coming towards him from afar. His eyes narrowed slightly, and he slumped his shoulders and sat back down.

The female official had a decent appearance and a silver ring around her neck. She first bowed to the elder and then turned to Lei Wu with a different expression. Although she was smiling, her eyes were filled with anger.

The arrogance was evident in her words: "The princess has said that the orphan girl of Chen County is not a good match for you, Mr. Dalang."

She waved her hand and asked the maid behind her to present the golden box. "Inside this box are the deeds to the three mountains in Chen County, as well as an iron mine. This should be enough." After saying that, the maid glanced at Lei Wu again and waved her handkerchief with some disgust.

"Let her give up the idea, and the princess will find another good match for you." After that, she put the golden box on the table, glanced at Lei Wu, and said disdainfully: "You still want to be my wife? You are dreaming."

Lei Wu didn't react at all, huh?

Although it sounded infuriating, he couldn't say anything back.

The elder next to him widened his eyes, twisting his beard carefully with his hands, and circled around the golden box.

"You came to deliver a letter, how did Furongyuan know about it?"

The Great Elder exclaimed in amazement, "You guys made a lot of money this time!" Xie Zhao probably didn't know yet. If he knew, he would be furious.

Lei Wu stood still, his mind full of thoughts. Although the black stone secret technique benefited the eldest wife, the female lord's words brought him more.

The words of the female official just now were humiliating. He should have been angry, but seeing the great elder drooling with envy beside him, he couldn't get angry at all.

For a moment, I didn't know what expression to make and I was confused.

"Hehe, this is a great move!" The wrinkles on the great elder's face deepened with laughter.

"Who came up with this idea? Even the princess was included in the plan. Hehe!" He raised the corners of his mouth, showing interest.

He pulled his beard and thought: "It is impossible for Xie Liulang to do this matter in the backyard, and it is even more impossible for Xie Yun, that fool, to do it." This concerns the girl's reputation. No elder would use the marriage of a young man as a pretext.

He looked at Lei Wu's calm appearance and chuckled, "This girl has a good heart." She was not tempted by Xie An, but even thought of making a fortune from this.

Lei Wu was shocked when he heard this. He felt that the lady had been guessed, and it showed on his face a little.

The great elder touched his chin and came close to Lei Wu: "Your daughter is really good at grabbing money. She has a future! She is a good one!"

"You are too kind, Elder!" Lei Wu felt honored to see that he had such a good impression of Xie Xian.

"As for Xie Yun's matter, this approach doesn't work. Let the girl think of other ways. Even if it really works, it won't be..." He muttered a few words, patted his butt and walked away.

Lei Wu bent over and looked at the old man's trembling figure. He felt that this scene was somewhat familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

Xie Xian felt that the weather was good today, so it was rare for the primary school students to have an outdoor class.

A group of little kids were playing with various game props in the small garden. This yard had no walls and was a rare public space in the tribe.

On weekdays, people drink tea and enjoy the cool air, chatting about family matters, and it is very lively. But now, the primary school children are all out for some fresh air. The old people even stop and look at the energetic appearance of the children, smiling with their teeth broken.

Before Xie Xian could even sit down, she smelled the scent of sandalwood. She thought it was Xie Yun, and before she turned around, she called out, "Aung!"

"Hey!" Elder Bai came over tremblingly. He was in a good mood today, and his ears suddenly worked better.

Xie Xian had a smile on her face. Although it was not Xie Yun, she did not call him wrong.

She stood up and helped Elder Bai sit down, "Why are you here?"

"Sunbathe, sunbathe!"

"Oh, sunbathing! I like sunbathing, too." Xie Xian leaned back, put her hands behind her head, and yawned, not looking like a noble lady at all.

Elder Bai looked at the little kids on the field whose faces were red from laughing and coughed lightly twice.

"Ah Xian! The girls can come too, okay," he said in a hoarse voice, having not spoken for a long time, and his words were somewhat difficult to understand.

Xie Xian turned around and looked at Elder Bai's happy expression, which didn't seem to be fake: "Yes! I am a girl too." Xie Xian replied.

Everyone in the tribe said that Great Elder Bai was suffering from dementia and his days were numbered. Many young people were tired of listening to him talk, and gradually Elder Bai's hearing became impaired.

But Xie Xian knew that Elder Bai was not deaf at all. Every time Xie Zhong acted up in the council hall and refused to listen to everyone's advice, Elder Bai would hear what was said and speak clearly and directly to the point.

Every time this happened, everyone agreed, and Xie Zhong had no choice but to compromise. After a few times, Xie Xian understood the real process of the meeting hall.

Elder Bai seemed tired. He rested his head on his cane, squinted his eyes, and said softly, "The tribe members are short-sighted. We need someone to show us the way."

Xie Xian raised her eyebrows. She couldn't take on this job. She herself was crossing the river blindly, so she didn't dare to be a guiding light for others.

Seeing that she smiled but didn't say anything, the old man continued, "Girls, we can use them too! There are only 200 young men in the tribe, but we have 300 girls."

There is no way. Food is in short supply nowadays, and people will keep giving birth in order to have a son. But if they really have a son, the desire to have more children will not be so strong.

Therefore, the general standard configuration of villagers is one or two boys and several girls. In addition to working at home, girls can do very little. There is only a courtyard in the wall and a small space like a stove, which seriously wastes labor.

Families with good financial conditions would send their sons to good private schools at an early age, hoping that they would become successful. The Xie Family Shuzitang could only be regarded as a clan school, and although it was well-known in Que County, not everyone could enter.

Only members of the clan must have made contributions to the clan, or be blessed by the elders, before they can be sent to study in Shuzitang.

"A girl like you who graduated from a primary school can do a lot of things." Primary schools only teach common words and basic arithmetic. As long as you pass the graduation certificate, you can find a good job.

This month I took a new physics class, which is about mechanics, including drawing, rulers, etc. But everyone is obviously not very willing to sign up.

Xie Xian nodded. She knew. "Xian tried her best!" She could only help them up to this point.

If she were to open a girls' school, who would provide the school rooms?

And are parents who are used to leaving housework to their daughters willing to do so? These problems, which can be highlighted even in modern society, were even more obvious in ancient times.

For Xie Xian, who has been in the education field for many years, this is a problem of the times.