Dressed as a concubine instead of a concubine

"At home, my grandfather has the final say. He has agreed. Otherwise, I would not have resigned from my position as Mr. Donglinyuan."

His father would not disobey his grandfather. Although he would scold him a few times, he would not stop him from leaving.

"Mr. Ye Xiu is a truly wise man."

Meng Xiyue sighed and said that when people reach a certain age, they always like to be surrounded by their children and grandchildren.

But he was able to support Ye Rong in going out and exploring the world. This vision is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

For example, his son Ye Wen could not do it, and in his eyes it was an extremely stupid choice.

Mr. Ye Xiu lived in the innermost courtyard. They walked through a secluded corridor before arriving at his residence.

I saw that the gate of the courtyard was closed and there was not even a servant guarding the gate.

"Princess, wait a moment. I'll go knock on the door."

Ye Rong walked forward and knocked on the door twice gently.

Then they stood there respectfully. Meng Xiyue even doubted whether the people inside heard the knock on the door.

Just when she was about to ask, the door opened.

It was a white-haired old man with a kind face. He smiled and said when he saw Ye Rong.

"The young master is here."

"I'm bringing guests to see Grandfather."

The old man raised his head and glanced at Meng Xiyue. "Princess Yong'an, right? Please come in."

"This is Uncle Li, Grandfather's book boy."

Ye Rong introduced.

"Hello, Uncle Li."

Although he was called a book boy, Meng Xiyue understood that this was the person closest to Mr. Ye Xiu and the old man who had served him for many years.

Walking into the yard, Meng Xiyue looked around. This yard was different from the low-key luxury outside. It was truly simple and rustic.

The entire yard had only some simple flowers and plants and a stone table.

It seems that there are no other servants here except Uncle Li.

As if seeing her confusion, Ye Rong explained, "Grandfather likes quietness. On weekdays, the servants come to clean the yard and then leave."

When we entered the house, it was more like a huge study room than a room. Almost all the rooms here were connected.

The room was filled with books and various calligraphy and paintings, and there were countless papers scattered on the floor.

Finally, among a pile of books, she saw the great man admired by many people.

He was a little different from the old man she had imagined, the old and serious one.

He has a kind face, and his expression reveals peace and a thirst for knowledge.

His eyes moved away from the book in his hands reluctantly.

It was not until Uncle Li shouted several times that he looked up at them.

When he saw them coming, he stretched out his hand and beckoned them to come to him.

"You are Mo Ran, right?"

"Mr. Ye Xiu."

Meng Xiyue bowed and saluted, very respectfully.

"Don't be polite. I don't care about those empty formalities here."

Ye Xiu said, "Hurry up and sit down."

Sitting down, Meng Xiyue glanced at the room full of books. There was almost no place to step.

She couldn't sit on the book.

Just as she was puzzled, Ye Rong skillfully took out a cushion from under a pile of books.

"Sit here."

Meng Xiyue sat down with snacks.

“Little girl, was it you who said the phrase ‘unity of knowledge and action’?” Ye Xiu asked straight to the point.

"No, I read it in a book."

Meng Xiyue gave the same answer.

"What book? Do you have any more? Can you lend it to me?"

Mr. Ye Xiu said anxiously.

Facing his expectant and passionate eyes, the words of rejection got stuck in her throat and she couldn't even utter them.

"The book is gone, but I remember the contents. If you want to read it, I can write it down."

“Then write it now.”

As he said this, Mr. Ye Xiu handed her the pen.

"Grandfather, there is no need to rush. Let the princess recall the past so that she can write more complete content. If you rush, it will be bad if you make a mistake."

After hearing Ye Rong's words, Mr. Ye Xiu was stunned for a moment before nodding repeatedly.

"You're right. You really need to calm down and write well."

"Little girl, he told me everything you said to Rong'er. You said a lot. In fact, it's not just Rong'er who should go out to see a doctor. I have also been trapped for a long time. It's just that my health is getting worse day by day. I really can't get out."

Mr. Ye Xiu sighed.

"Although you can't see the outside world, you can still swim in the ocean of knowledge. From these books, you can still feel what the world looks like."

Meng Xiyue looked at the countless books. There were so many that she was afraid she would never be able to finish reading them in her lifetime, and she didn't have the patience to read them all.

This is the difference between people.

"You are right. Reading these books and annotating them every day can give me the greatest satisfaction. Even if I don't leave my house, I can still appreciate the scenery of the world."

Mr. Ye Xiu seemed to have suddenly understood something, "This little girl is indeed different from ordinary people."

"I don't know if you are willing to be my last disciple."

Mr. Ye Xiu has taught countless disciples in his life, but he has never taken the initiative to accept anyone as his disciple.

And there are none for female disciples.

"Sir, I am not a person obsessed with reading. I am a person with an unstable mind. You can reconsider taking me as your disciple."

"However, I would like to recommend someone to you. She has always admired you and wants to be your disciple. This is the book she wrote. Can you please take a look at it?"

Meng Xiyue took out a book from her arms and handed it over carefully.

Mr. Ye Xiu was still a little unresponsive. He was rejected.

He looked at the book. If someone gave it to him, he would definitely not accept it, no matter what the book was about.

How can you become someone's disciple without relying on someone else's help? That's not sincere.

But considering that he really wanted to take Meng Xiyue as his disciple, he still flipped through two pages to give her face.

But after seeing this, he let it go reluctantly.

"Whoever wrote this has unique insights and extensive knowledge. He is a very talented person."

Nowadays, most of Nanrongguo's disciples study just for the sake of studying, and few of them are studying seriously.

He hadn't seen such a serious and talented student for a long time.

"Bring her here, I am willing to accept her as my disciple."

Hearing this, Meng Xiyue was very happy, "Thank you, sir."

"Her name is Mei Ran. She is no longer with us and cannot come to see you in person."

"what?"

Ye Xiu quickly realized what she meant by "gone".

He sighed.

"Then tell me about her. If you want to accept her as your disciple, you must know what kind of person she is."

"it is good."

Meng Xiyue's eyes were red as she slowly recounted all of Mei Ran's past.

It mainly talks about her knowledge, ideas, and what she worked hard for.

"She is a very good person, but this world is so unfair to women."

If Mei Ran were a man, she would not have suffered these hardships and she would definitely have made a name for herself.

She can achieve anything she wants to do.