The Marquise: I Earn My Own Worship

"Madam, Dean, Master Chun is surrounded!"

A guard from the female school came to report the news, and Zuoqiu Shiyi paused while holding the fish food.

Can't wait any longer?

She put down what she was holding and picked up an inky black token from the tray on the side.

Looking at the old lady feeding the fish, Zuoqiu Shiyi smiled slightly.

"Madam, this year the girls' school has begun recruiting students from outside. Let them see today that Xunlu Girls' School is not an ordinary girls' school."

Song Shengfu scattered the fish food in her hand into a large area, and the fat and strong fish all scrambled to grab it.

"Go ahead. After so many years, the time has come."

Zuoqiu Shiyi looked at the token in his hand and ordered: "Prepare the carriage."

Chengnan Street

Chunniang sat in the carriage with all the curtains open. She sat upright and did not come out, but quietly looked at the person opposite her.

"Who are you? Why are you blocking my way?"

There were thirteen people on the opposite side, the leader of whom was of medium build, with a pair of drooping eyes on his skinny face. His malicious eyes made people feel uncomfortable just by looking at them.

Lu Zhicheng looked at Chunniang who was sitting inside. She was different from the one in the portrait. The woman in front of him looked more attractive.

"Where are you from, young lady? You look good. Do you want to go out for a drink with me?"

The people around him started to make a fuss, and those around him who didn't know what was going on thought there was something exciting to watch and gradually gathered around.

Chunniang snorted in her heart, thinking that the other party had some tricks up their sleeves, but it turned out to be just some despicable means.

"I am the female teacher of Xunlu Women's School. If you have the decency to do so, leave immediately. Otherwise, I will arrest you one by one and send you to the authorities."

"Ah? Hahahaha, did I hear correctly? This woman said she would hand us over to the authorities."

Lu Zhicheng's men pointed at Chunniang and laughed while holding their stomachs.

Faced with the laughter of this group of people, the four strong women around Chunniang and the other six guards had sparks in their eyes.

They were originally sold into a salesian home and signed a death indenture. Later they were transferred to a girls' school and became members of the school.

The six guards were bought into the girls' school and they also signed a death contract. Now the girls' school and they are one.

If someone insults their master, they would want to beat that person down.

They regard women's education as their top priority, and looking down on Master Chun means looking down on women's education.

Lu Zhicheng waved his hand and those people calmed down.

"What kind of female school teacher is this? He's just a slave who was sold into slavery, and he still has the nerve to call himself a teacher. Even a woman can be called a teacher. All the scholars in the world must be ashamed to death."

There were quite a few people watching around, including some scholars, and they all showed contempt on their faces when they heard this.

"That's right, how can a woman be called a master? It's totally against common sense. Isn't this ridiculous?"

Someone in the crowd responded, and Chunniang just happened to see that person, a man who looked like a scholar.

She couldn't help but sneer. "A teacher's job is to teach and resolve doubts. You men study the classics to become officials, but we women learn the same skills, whether it's weaving or cooking, and we impart experience and wisdom. We do this to make a living, so why can't we be teachers?"

The scholar in the crowd became agitated upon hearing this and shouted, "Women are superficial. Scholars should study hard and not be so utilitarian. Those who study for fame and fortune are not worthy of being scholars."

Such a statement also aroused the approval of those scholars.

"Yes, that's right. We don't study for fame and fortune, but to constantly improve ourselves."

These people hypocritically agreed and made themselves sound extremely noble, as if it were true.

Why do we study not for fame, wealth or status?

Enrich yourself?

Forget it, stop talking nonsense. Who has a fortune to offer?

Pens, ink, paper and inkstone are free, so can knowledge be absorbed into the brain just by sitting there?

If there really are such noble people, they would not be these hypocritical people.

"I understand what this young master means. It's rare that there are people in this world who are so indifferent to fame and fortune. But it's a pity that he is unwilling to devote his talents to the service of the court."

Chunniang shook her head as she spoke.

The scholar's expression changed. "What nonsense are you talking about? When did I say no?"

If this gets out, how will he pass the imperial examinations?

If he passes the palace examination in the future, he will probably be made anonymous if this news gets out.

In recent years, the character of candidates for the imperial examinations has been strictly examined. In the past, if someone said something wrong or behaved disrespectfully, they would be reported and not even be eligible to take the examination.

It's not worth losing your reputation for a word.

This person was quite smart. He didn't care what people around him thought. He quickly covered his face and left. It would be bad if he was noticed.

Those who had been agreeing just now had quietly dispersed into the crowd, and no one dared to show their heads.

This is a matter of great importance, and they dare not make any mistakes.

"What a sharp tongue! A lowly person can be a teacher! Xunlu Girls' School actually has the nerve to call itself a girls' school. I think it's a place to keep lowly slaves."

Lu Zhicheng was sent by Chen Hu. They had all inquired privately and found out that all the students in the girls' school were people who had been bought by Ciyutang, or were the daughters of farmers on Duan Bofu's farm. They were not from honest families.

Although there is no other news, since she has signed a contract to sell herself, she is a slave.

Chunniang clenched the handkerchief in her hand.

"Women can only cook and embroider. What else can they do? In my opinion, hey, maybe it's just to teach girls how to serve men."

"Hey, Yan Ming, you really know a lot. From my perspective, it's nothing more than a brothel. And you're even considering a girls' school? Isn't that just selling dog meat under the guise of selling mutton?"

"If that's the case, I'll use the money to have some fun and order a few girls to accompany me. These specially raised women must taste good."

"If you go, I'll go too, to see what these women are like. I don't know how much this mistress costs, but she looks pretty, hehehehe."

These obscene words kept reaching their ears, and Chunniang and the maids and servants around her looked at Lu Zhicheng and his group with increasingly angry eyes.

If they could, they would have wanted to pull out these people's tongues.

But this is in the capital, and the other party is well prepared. If they take action first, they will be invited to the capital for tea with the mayor.

Drinking tea is a small matter, but tarnishing the reputation of the girls' school is a big matter.

Chunniang kept the dean's instructions in mind. As long as the other party did not take action, they must endure and wait for her to come.