"You damned child!"

"Instead of working at home, you come to the school and eavesdrop!"

"Going to school, studying, and taking exams are for boys!"

"You just have to work at home!"

The sturdy woman grabbed the child's ear and carried him away.

"Mom! Stop pulling my ears...it hurts!"

The child cried and begged, not only because of the severe pain in his ears, but more importantly, the sadness in his heart.

How she wanted to go to school like a boy.

As the child was carried away by her mother, a burst of laughter broke out in the school.

This laughter sounded extremely harsh to her.

This empire was an extremely feudal Confucian empire.

Adhere to the idea of male superiority and human inferiority.

The Son of Man has no right to study and receive education.

They are also unable to participate in politics and interfere with the operation of the empire.

Children from poor families have no choice but to work in the farm and master as many agricultural techniques as possible.

Middle-class families might learn some piano and dancing skills and use their looks to find a husband with a good family background.

Only children from upper-class families can receive some education, and they must also learn the three obediences and four virtues, and be respectful, virtuous and good.

In the future, they will often be betrothed to high-ranking officials.

In this empire, boys can change their class and destiny by studying, joining academic societies, and taking imperial examinations.

But for Xiaohai, regardless of wealth and family background, it seems that getting married is the only thing he can do.

Zong Shen followed the child silently, and he could find that a kind of power was sprouting in the child's heart.

This is an indomitable spiritual power that wants to break free from shackles and sweep away dust.

Shabby heart!

Same with the fighting spirit.

The broken heart is also born out of oppression and injustice.

But it is different from destroying everything old with a rebellious spirit.

The essence of oldness lies in the word "broken".

To break means to destroy.

The tripod represents renewal.

This is what it means to break with the old and establish the new.

To break down the old while creating the new is the heart of breaking the old.

"This kid is interesting."

“Maybe it can become a good material.”

Zong Shen smiled slightly and continued to observe.

There are thousands of kinds of human hearts, and each one has unique power.

What Zong Shen wanted to study was to observe the changes in the power of different people's hearts under different environments.

This will be of great help to him in completing his own state of mind and developing the full power of the Way to Victory over Heaven.

The child was taken home.

My ears are already red and swollen.

Although her mother was also a son of man.

But they don't have empathy for their own people.

Because of the customs of the entire empire, certain things became the "truth" in her heart, so she not only could not understand the thoughts of her own people.

Instead, you will feel embarrassed and surprised.

The child returned home.

There were four or five children younger than her lying on the bed at home.

Without exception, these children are all little sea children.

"Wu Xiaoya! Hurry up and grab your hoe and go get to work in the fields!"

"It's all because of you, this unlucky guy, that I can't give birth to a son!"

"Now I'm the laughing stock of the village!"

her mother screamed hysterically.

Inside the house, her sisters were covered in dirt, with snot and saliva running everywhere.

Flies were flying all over them.

These children were not well cared for.

In the countryside of this empire.

Having a baby is also a competition.

Which family has more boys?

Whoever has more say has the final say.

Boys are not only strong, but can also study, join the army, and have conveniences everywhere.

A family with many boys means it is more powerful.

The villagers dare not provoke him easily.

Zong Shen saw this scene and shook his head.

Deformed thoughts and culture cannot produce fragrant flowers.

The desire to break down the old is imperative.

This empire was born thousands of years ago.

Countless old thoughts finally gathered together like rivers and seas, giving birth to this little sea child, Wu Xiaoya.

She picked up the hoe from the corner of the wall.

Covering his painful ear with one hand, he left this poor and dilapidated home.

Walked towards a few fields not far from here.

These fields are equally barren.

Even with time-consuming and meticulous cultivation, it is difficult to get a good harvest.

The harvested grain was barely enough to make ends meet, not to mention there were so many children at home.

Wu Xiaoya had a resolute expression on her face as she patiently weeded the ground with a hoe.

She felt that her future was bleak.

There is no way out in sight.

It's all gloomy.

She sighed deeply.

Suddenly he dropped the hoe into the ground.

Somewhat frustrated, he sat on the ground.

However, she thought of her sisters who were still hungry at home.

I forced myself to suppress the restlessness in my heart.

He picked up the hoe, stood up with his head lowered and was about to start working again.

The old heart began to sink again.

At this moment, she suddenly felt that the sky turned cloudy.

I raised my head slightly and saw a handsome man in a white shirt.

This man looks to be about eighteen or nineteen years old, and has an extraordinary temperament.

It doesn't fit in with the surrounding scenery.

He stretched out a hand and grabbed the hoe.

The other hand lifted Wu Xiaoya's chin.

There was a faint smile on his face.

"What a pity! If you were in the Myriad Gods Continent, you would have the potential to become the Human Emperor."

“But here, I can only be a little sea kid working on the farm.”

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