The general kneels on the washboard again

After reaching a consensus with the Ding family, Yunian, who had been in hiding, finally showed up.

Under the pretext of expressing condolences to Yue Niang, the gifts and words were all given to Jiang Yunxiao.

"Young Master, this is a top-quality night-shining pearl. I heard that the Duke's wife likes to collect it recently."

"Young Master, this is a long tassel forged by Yunzhou's top craftsmen. It matches your temperament."

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Jiang Yunxiao didn't even glance at him, as if he was a complete bootlicker. "Instead of trying to curry favor with me, the prefect should spend more time on the people's grievances."

Yunian wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "It's natural, natural."

Jiang Yunxiao left Yunian alone and picked up the kettle to water the flowers in the yard.

After falling silent, Yunian came up again and said, "Young Master, you haven't tasted the delicacies of Yunzhou yet, right? How about allowing me to host a banquet at Cuixin Tower today to entertain you, Young Master?"

Jiang Yunxiao immediately ordered him to leave: "No need, I can afford a meal, if you don't have anything else, just leave."

After Yunian left in disgrace, Yue Niang dared to laugh out loud: "You are really infuriating. He must be mad at you."

Jiang Yunxiao snorted, "He has done so many evil things in secret. I despise such a smiling tiger the most."

He was a man of outspoken character, and Yue Niang couldn't help but worry about him: "Young Master, sometimes being too straightforward isn't always a good thing; it can easily lead to people finding fault with you."

"Who dares to find fault with me? I feel so suffocated here with you, I need to go out for a walk." He is usually free and easy, but he has indeed endured a lot recently.

Without waiting for Yue Niang to speak again, Jiang Yunxiao ran away.

Now that this matter was over, Yue Niang finally had time to visit the 800-acre spice garden.

The Ding family’s most important hilltops were burned and they have not yet recovered.

There are only two small hills in this 800-acre area, and the rest are mostly transplanted on flat land. The quality is uneven, and there are some varieties at every level.

Yue Niang is also developing a method of cultivating high-quality varieties similar to that in modern greenhouses, and it is just right to use these inferior products on the flat land for experiments.

When they returned home, it was already late at night. Erya's mother sent Old Lady Fu and Mother Ji back.

With a look of guilt on her face, she said, "Yue'er, Zhang Lan'er's mother came to me today and started gossiping about you. She said that you failed to get close to me and framed Mr. Ding."

Mother Ji supported the unsteady old lady Fu.

Yue Niang quickly explained, "Grandma, I didn't do that. Don't listen to her nonsense."

Old Madam Fu was furious, and Mother Ji spoke for her, "Miss, of course, this old lady knows that you didn't do it. You were arguing with that woman, and that woman spoke too rudely, and she got angry for a moment."

Several people helped Old Lady Fu to lie down in the house, leaving only Yue Niang by her side.

Yue Niang brought a bowl of water and said, "Grandmother, don't listen to that filthy bastard's nonsense. The most important thing right now is your health. Your legs and feet have finally healed, but you can't worry about them anymore. If you keep worrying about them for a long time, they will become sick."

Old Madam Fu took out a stack of papers from her sleeve and said slowly, "You are a good child. Grandma knows all the grievances you have suffered over the years, but I am useless and unable to help you. If this letter is not used in the future, it will be fine. If it is used, it will be a blessing."

Yue Niang took it and looked at it, and it turned out to be a suicide note.

Suddenly, I felt a little sad: "Grandma, what are you doing? You're writing this for no reason."

Old Madam Fu saw Yue Niang's tears and said, "Yue'er, Grandma is old, and this day will come eventually. But I am worried about you."

If it weren't for Yue Niang, she would have died in the northwest over the years.

What was written in the suicide note could also protect Yue Niang's peace for a while.

Yue Niang gently put it back into Old Lady Fu's hands: "Grandma, I hope you can always stay by my side."

Seeing Yue Niang go out, Ji Mama, who was guarding the door, returned to the room.

"Madam, what happened to Miss Yue'er?"

Mrs. Fu has recovered a lot now. "She has suffered a lot. Today I saw that woman seemed to recognize Tian. You can ask around secretly."

Yue Niang returned to her room and closed the door.

She was not such a sentimental person. She had always been clear about the relationship between herself and Old Mrs. Fu. Old Mrs. Fu took her in, and she tried her best to take care of her.

But now Old Lady Fu has paved another way for herself, and Yue Niang can tell such sincere feelings.

She just avoided it deliberately because she didn't know how to respond or accept it.

That’s all, I don’t want to think about it anymore.

After washing up, Yue Niang curled up in bed. Without Jiang Yunxiao standing on the roof to enjoy the breeze, it was obviously much quieter tonight. Soon Yue Niang fell asleep.

There have been no problems at the teahouse these days, and Wen Shu has contributed several new storybooks, which are very popular among customers.

Thanks to Wen Shu, his reputation was not completely ruined.

Yue Niang thought that when she had time, she would take a few pounds of good tea to visit Wen Shu.

I heard that someone had smashed her yard to pieces.

The so-called school was actually just Wen Shu’s thatched courtyard.

As for girls' schools, it is normal for there to be no students for several years. In Qingshi Town, most ordinary families will not allow girls to go to school.

This is too spiritual, and one cannot take the imperial examination to become an official like men, as one will eventually have to get married.

Rich families have the money to hire teachers, and they always think that men are more knowledgeable, so the chances of finding a female teacher are naturally bleak.

After Erya and her class graduated, they no longer had any students. Wenshu usually helped people with laundry, mending, and writing letters to make a living.

When Yue Niang arrived at the door, Wen Shu was reading an ancient book of poetry intently. Yue Niang called out several times but no one answered.

The door was half-open and opened with a gentle push. There were no traces of the damage in the yard, but there were still deep scratches on the door and the wall.

Wen Shu was wrapped up thickly and was reading a book in the corridor. When she saw something interesting, she kept nodding her head and had no idea that someone was coming.

Yue Niang was attracted by her fascination and could not bear to disturb her. She wandered around the yard by herself, enjoying the sunlight.

Although this yard is made of thatched adobe, it has three rooms: one for classroom, one for receiving guests, and one for living.

The room where I lived was divided into a living area and a resting area, and the entire yard was kept spotless.

There were a few chrysanthemums planted under the corridor where Wen Shu was sitting, which was quite artistic.

Wen Shu was probably tired of reading, so she finally closed the book and stretched.

Seeing Yue Niang, she screamed in fear: "Ah? When did you come? Why didn't you knock on the door? How can you be so rude?"

"I'm sorry, I knocked on the door just now, but you didn't hear me. I came in and saw that you were so engrossed in what I was doing, so I didn't disturb you."

Wen Shu curled her lips and asked as she packed up her books and tea, "Never mind, what brings you here?"

"I came to thank you. Thanks to your storybook, I was not so embarrassed."

Wen Shu led Yue Niang into the house: "Come in and sit down. What's there to be thankful for? Even if I hadn't gotten involved, I would still be willing to help you. A woman's power is too weak."

"Are there no students recently?" Yue Niang put the tea leaves on the table.

Wen Shu turned around to pour tea: "It's abnormal to have students. Who would be willing to spend this kind of money on their daughter? It's pathetic."

Yue Niang also sighed: "Then have you ever thought about leaving here?"

Wen Shu handed the tea to Yue Niang and said, "I've thought about it, but I'm the only female teacher in town. If I'm gone, what will happen to those girls who want to be enlightened?"

In fact, in recent years, the changes in Erya and the others, as well as the experiences of these women in the village, have moved Yue Niang.

Erya was born in a good family, but Zhao Xiaoming's sister was not so lucky.

Because she was a girl, she was never allowed to sit at the table for meals at home. After my elder sister got married, everyone in the family who was unhappy with her took it out on her.

I heard that her marriage was arranged before she even reached the age of 15, and the betrothal gift was a cow.

He usually stays at home and in the fields, and even his name cannot appear in the family tree.