Dressed as a concubine instead of a concubine

In order to protect Xiang Ling, Meng Xiyue asked her to change her name outside and let others call her Qiu Ling.

Before Nan Rongwan is overthrown, her identity cannot be discovered, otherwise, he may not be able to protect her.

Bai Yi's medicine was very effective. In just one week, the injuries on Xiang Ling's face began to improve.

Seeing that her face could really be cured, Xiang Ling recovered completely.

No longer sad and depressed as before.

She now wants to live a good life and repay Meng Xiyue.

He rushes to do all the housework.

Seeing her like this, Meng Xiyue knew that after all, she had lost her home and had no sense of security, so she always wanted to do something to prove her existence.

"Xiang Ling, come with me to a place today."

Meng Xiyue said as she looked at her who was working hard to wipe the tables and chairs.

"it is good."

Meng Xiyue took her to a shelter outside the city.

After more than half a month of adaptation, the beggars in the shelter have somewhat adapted to their current life.

The old people were taking care of the flowers and plants in the yard, drinking tea and chatting.

Women are responsible for taking care of the daily lives of the elderly and children.

The school has not been built yet, so the children are doing what they can for the time being.

Here, they no longer have to wander around, suffer from hunger and cold. This is a good life for them.

Everyone's face was filled with smiles.

However, not all beggars are pitiful people.

There were also some ruffians, but Meng Xiyue warned everyone at the beginning.

No matter what they were like before, once they come to the shelter, they have to abide by the rules. People with bad habits can stay in the shelter if they can change, but if they can't, they will leave.

At first, there were some people who didn't take it seriously and acted recklessly in the shelter. Meng Xiyue showed no mercy to such people and simply threw them out.

Those who went too far were even beaten and driven away.

After driving a few people away, they realized that she was a person who kept her word and did not dare to do anything wrong again.

"They were all beggars with no one to turn to. I built a shelter so they could have a place to go."

Meng Xiyue explained to Xiang Ling.

"Miss, you are such a kind person. I have never met anyone as selfless as you."

Hearing this, Meng Xiyue laughed, "I'm not a kind person. Everyone does things for a purpose. Never expect a person to be kind."

"I built the shelter and fed these beggars for a good reputation and to win the support of the people for the prince."

"For example, helping you, I also have selfish motives. If you were just an ordinary person and had nothing to do with Mu Ziyang, I wouldn't help you."

She never thought that she was kind. There were too many pitiful people in the world, and she would mostly choose to stand by and watch those who were useless to her.

"But your main premise is that you want to help us, and selfishness is just a byproduct."

Xiang Ling looked at the people in the shelter and said, "These beggars don't even have enough food to eat every day. Miss, you are kind-hearted enough to give them a meal, not to mention that you can let them live a stable life."

"As for what you call exploitation, it's not even that. You did these things, and this reputation is what you and the prince deserve."

"Merchants, officials, and wealthy families are everywhere, but who really cares about the people? They want to squeeze every last drop of blood out of the people."

Xiang Ling is the daughter of a teacher. She has been able to recognize people and read since she was young, and her vision is not narrow.

"To the common people, the young lady is a kind person, and to me, too."

"So, I am indeed a very good person."

Meng Xiyue sighed. At the very least, she wanted a better future for this country. At this point, her only selfish concern was Nan Rongzhi.

"I was right about you. You are very suitable to be a gentleman."

Xiang Ling is the descendant of a teacher, and she is well-educated, making her very suitable for teaching and educating people.

"Be a sir? What does Miss mean?"

Xiang Ling asked doubtfully.

"In this shelter, the elderly and women all have things they need to do, but these children have nothing to do."

Nothing to do? Xiang Ling looked at the children who were busy working. How could they be idle? Aren’t they all very busy?

Meng Xiyue continued, "It's meaningless for them to do these things. At their age, they should learn to read and write."

"But there are too many scholars in Nanrong Country. It will be difficult for them to make a name for themselves by relying on this."

Xiang Ling sighed. In every imperial examination of Nanrong State, there were as many as 100,000 people taking the exam, but only about 100 of them could pass and become scholars.

Unless you are a person of great talent, there is no future in studying.

"Letting them study is not to help them pass the imperial examinations, but to help them learn to read and understand reason. Once they have learned these, they can choose to learn something they like or are good at."

Meng Xiyue explained, "I have already made it clear to them, and both boys and girls must go to school."

"Girls also go to school?" Xiang Ling widened her eyes in surprise. No matter which country, there was no custom of allowing girls to go to school.

If women wanted to learn to read and write, they would usually invite a teacher to their home.

However, there are exceptions, such as her, who grew up in school with her father.

She was passing through the school.

When she was young, she would often ask her father why girls were not allowed to go to school.

Because she also wants to have friends who can accompany her to school.

Instead, she was the only woman in the school, making her look like an outlier.

Her father’s answer to her was that men could pass imperial examinations and gain official titles by studying, but it was useless for women to study.

Useless? She never thought so.

She feels that reading can broaden her horizons, give her her own thoughts, and she will not be easily deceived.

Thinking of this, she looked at Meng Xiyue and said seriously.

"Girls should also go to school. I will be their teacher."

She understood Meng Xiyue's intention of bringing her here.

"Okay, you're the second lady I've met, I believe you can do it."

Meng Xiyue looked at her and couldn't help but think of Mei Ran again.

Xiang Ling is different from her in persistence, tenacity, and talent.

But she believed that what Mei Ran failed to do, Xiang Ling could do. She was a seemingly weak but intelligent woman.

"The school will be completed in half a month. By then, your face will be healed and you can come and teach them."

Hearing that the class would start in half a month, Xiang Ling couldn't help but get excited, "Then I have to prepare well."

Thinking that she could inherit her father's legacy and become a teacher like him, she couldn't help but tear up.

Thinking about how his father had taught for so many years and finally became famous because of Mu Ziyang, the top scholar, but he left before he could enjoy the joy.