No, I was just a concubine, how did I become the queen?

Fu Cha Rongyin always spoke slowly and leisurely, which was no match for Guaerjia's chatterbox.

She didn't get to say a word in the whole conversation, but Guaerjia was quite pleased with her sarcasm.

If she didn't have a good heart, she would be the one leaving crying right now.

Fortunately, the class time had come and Guaerjia had to sit in front of the teacher, so she was able to stop torturing Fucha's ears.

Fucha Rongyin and Zhang Shiyue were classmates. Zhang Shiyue saw her come back with a blushing face and asked with concern, "Sister Fucha, what's wrong?"

Fu Cha Rongyin is always calm and composed, and her facial expression doesn't show many times.

It's rare to make her so angry, I hope something happened to her.

Fu Cha Rongyin really couldn't hold it in any longer. If she didn't say it out today, she would get hurt by the anger.

After hearing what she said, Zhang Shiyue was speechless and comforted her, "Guarjia has never said anything good, so don't take it to heart."

"Her desire to marry the Fourth Prince is known to everyone in the imperial court."

"But if the Fourth Prince doesn't refuse or express his opinion, then she can only follow the example of a fighting cock, looking for people to fight with everywhere, right?"

Even Zhang Shiyue was scolded by Guaerjia, but she was not a good-tempered person and would shut up when she was attacked.

She shared her experience: "Next time she talks too much, just slap her in the face. She won't dare to bother you again."

After all, if the matter really came to the Master, Guaerjia would not dare to speak out about her jealousy and could only suffer in silence.

This is a good idea, but with Fu Cha Rongyin's temper, she really can't do it.

Guaerjia knew that she was good-tempered, so she dared to make trouble in front of her.

Fucha Rongyin shook her head and said, "I don't care what she said, but that Zhang family is really hopeless!"

"Whose family is she from? Is she related to your family in any way?"

They all have the surname Zhang, how can they enter the Imperial College?

Zhang Shiyue quickly waved her hand: "We don't bind women's feet in our family."

"Zhang is from the Fourth Prince's maternal family, right? I don't know much more."

After all, they are not classmates and have no idea about the situation.

Fu Cha Rongyin was at a loss, but she was willing to help Zhang.

But the other person didn't appreciate it, and since she was related to the Fourth Prince, she didn't dare to get involved with him anymore.

I can only leave it at this point.

The teacher had already arrived, but several seats in the room were empty. Fu Cha Rongyin observed and found that they were all female classmates.

She whispered, "Shiyue, what day is today? Why are so many women taking leave?"

Zhang Shiyue curled her lips and said, "How long have you not paid attention to your classmates? They have all been on leave for several days."

"Ah? What did you take leave for?" Fu Cha Rongyin really didn't care about this.

After all, she is an introvert by nature, and she only has Zhang Shiyue as a good friend in the Imperial College. She doesn't interact much with other people.

He usually just minds his own business in class and doesn't bother with other people's business at all.

This is the first time I watched it today.

Zhang Shiyue said, "There's been a trend towards foot binding in the capital lately. From what I've heard, these people have taken leave to do so!"

As she spoke of this, she pulled out a memorial from her desk pocket and said, "I've written everything down in this memorial. I'll give it to the Empress after school today!"

The Queen Mother was clearly trying desperately to get the women out of the house, but some bad guys came out of nowhere and wanted to break the women's legs so that they could tie them up in the backyard.

Zhang Shiyue has admired the Empress since she was a child. If she saw something like this, she would go and complain!

Fucha Rongyin was completely stunned by her words: "Hand in a memorial???"

They are just students of the Imperial College. Can they submit memorials directly to the Empress?

Besides, although foot binding is not good, it was my own choice. What’s the point of complaining to the Empress?

Fu Cha Rongyin couldn't help but ask. Zhang Shiyue wanted to say something, but the teacher's glare had already flown over, so she could only shut up.

Although she had a lot of ambition in her heart, she could only bow her head to the teacher since they were still in the classroom.

After finally getting through school, Fu Cha Rongyin was still thinking about this matter.

Zhang Shiyue said: "No matter if it helps or not, I have to speak up for these women!"

"What are you talking about whether it's voluntary or not? It's as if they have a choice. Who would want to have their own legs broken off alive?!"

Would a woman who would cry in pain even if she was hit twice with a ruler by her teacher really be willing to break her leg bones?

Fucha Rongyin had also heard about the custom of foot binding. She bit her lip and said, "But aren't these women also trying to marry a good husband?"

Everyone in the world praised bound feet, and women with three-inch golden lotus feet would be more popular in marriage proposals.

So many women really do it on their own terms, otherwise their parents wouldn't arrest them and forcibly interrupt them.

Zhang Shiyue snorted coldly, "This condition isn't something the woman herself sets. Why is it easier to get married if you have bound feet? Isn't it all caused by those men?"

"If someone said that a lame man is more likely to marry a wife, would they be willing to break their own legs?!"

This was the first time that Fucha Rongyin looked at the problem from this perspective.

This world demands a lot from women. They need to be tolerant, gentle and beautiful so that they can get a good marriage.

However, there are no such requirements for men. As long as their family is rich enough to afford the betrothal gift, they can marry a wife.

"Then what is the purpose of these people?" Fu Cha Rongyin didn't understand.

Zhang Shiyue said, "Because they're afraid. They're afraid that once women stand up, they'll find that making money isn't that difficult."

"Then what reason do they have to trap them in the backyard and suck their blood for the rest of their lives?"

Although she came from a wealthy family, she had been independent since she was a child and liked to interact with people outside the family.

Which of the women she had come into contact with had not worked hard in the harem all her life and suffered grievances all her life?

They do everything silently, giving birth to children, taking care of the housework, and working in the fields.

But because they had no income, they had to be inferior to men in every way. Not only did they have to serve them all their lives, but they were even beaten and kicked by them.

Fu Cha Rongyin was a little shocked, and a cheer came from the corner of the wall: "Well said!"

Zhang Shiyue and the other girl were startled. Turning around, they saw a gentle man walking towards them with his hands behind his back.

When they saw that it was a man they didn't know, they became alert.

Zhang Shiyue stood in front of Fucha Rongyin and asked, "Who are you? How did you get into the Imperial College?"

The man was not very old, but she didn't feel familiar with him. She thought he was not a student of the Imperial College.

What is the purpose of appearing in the Imperial College at this time?

Honghui came to the Imperial College to select teammates for Cuju, but was being questioned as a bad guy. He shook his head and laughed...