Half-makeup and tightly pursed lips.
"Look at you, you always have to resort to tricks, but in the end it's still the same price. What are you going through all that trouble for?"
Banzhuang was so angry that she gritted her teeth.
"Okay! Just keep doing it as before!"
After she finished speaking, she turned away.
The emperor was amazed and couldn't help asking, "Why did you buy them?"
"You'll know in a moment."
Jiang Zhiyu did not answer directly, but asked the women to pack up as soon as possible.
When they finished packing, Jiang Zhiyu and the emperor were already waiting downstairs.
Banzhuang was clearly still angry. When she wrote, her force seemed to penetrate the back of the paper. "Should I put it on the account? Let me remind Miss Jiang that there's already 1,500 taels on the account. Miss Jiang should..."
"Why, are you afraid I can't pay it back?"
Banzhuang pursed her lips and said, "Miss, that's not what I meant."
"Remember, you know where I live. If you don't dare to come to my house, then let your master come to me."
Half makeup: "..."
Her hand holding the pen trembled slightly.
[You force women of good character into prostitution and still want them to make money. If you could make that money, I wouldn't be named Jiang.]
emperor:"???!!!"
Forced into prostitution?!
After leaving the Drunken Moon Cage, the three women all burst into tears of joy. Jiang Zhiyu walked up to the woman in the middle and gave her a hundred taels of silver. "There's no better way now. We can only leave the city and escape as far away as possible."
The woman panicked and waved her hands repeatedly. Jiang Zhiyu stuffed the purse into her arms and pushed her back: "Run!"
The woman was startled, then she ran desperately and disappeared in an instant.
Jiang Zhiyu looked at the remaining two people and said, "I know you were sold here by your father and brother. If you want to go back, I won't stop you. I saved you once, and I won't save you a second time. It's up to you to choose whether to follow me or go back."
The two women hesitated for a while, and finally said, "Since the young lady has redeemed us, we naturally belong to her."
Jiang Zhiyu nodded: "Then follow me."
Walking around the bustling main street and through the alleys, you will see a few tiled houses under the lush trees, from which you can faintly hear the sounds of people playing and reading.
The emperor was startled for a moment, then quickly took a few steps forward. Before he could fully grasp the whole scene, he saw a familiar figure: "Yan Ting?! Why are you here?"
He Yanting had already noticed the arrival, but he had been pretending not to notice. Only when he heard the emperor's voice did he put down the wooden board in his hand: "...Master."
Behind them, Jiang Zhiyu said to the two women, "Those who can read can teach them how to read and write. Those who can't read can learn if they want to, and can help out if they don't want to."
The two women were feeling nervous at first, but when they heard her instructions and looked around, they saw that everyone they knew was their acquaintance. They immediately smiled and ran over.
On the other side, He Yanting also roughly explained the whole story to the emperor.
Although the emperor did not prevent women from attending school, the long-standing discrimination could not be changed overnight.
There are still many schools that do not accept girls. Their fathers and brothers do not stop them openly, but they use PUA in secret or make excuses by saying they have no money.
Jiang Zhiyu stayed in Zuiyue Cage for many days. Relying on the information he collected and the information in the original book, he understood the temperament and life experience of each woman. He then selected them and founded this school.
Because they were worried that Xiao Yanli would find out about the trouble, the school could not be made public.
The emperor shook his head slightly.
Looking around, the school was full of women. The emperor said calmly, "Are you the same as them? Are you discriminating against them?"
Jiang Zhiyu: “???”
"Master Qingtang, go out and see if there's any man who hasn't been educated. Bring him over to me."
emperor:"……"
Master Qingtang? Shouldn't it be Master Qingtian?
Skipping this topic, the emperor turned to look at He Yanting: "After all this talk, what are you doing here?"
"As you can see, sir, all the toys in this yard were made by me."
The emperor strangely heard a hint of pride in his tone.
He looked around, waved his hand to stop them, indicating that they didn't need to follow him, and walked deeper into the building.
Jiang Zhiyu and He Yanting watched his back.
"Did you bring him here on purpose?"
He Yanting asked softly.
"Yes, if you stay in a high position for too long, you won't hear the truth. Which minister would go back and tell him? Besides, how many people want this to happen?"
"No matter how much he says, it's better for him to see it with his own eyes."
"I'm not Superman. How long will it take for me to finish this by myself?"
[Dealing with those people isn't difficult; the hard part is changing their deeply ingrained ideas.]
[Letting the emperor take the lead will achieve the best results.]
[Luckily, I was lucky. The author wrote about a benevolent ruler. Otherwise, I would have to find someone to calculate the position first, which would have been even more troublesome.]
He Yanting: “…”
As the two were talking, the emperor suddenly came out from the bamboo forest, his steps hurried.
He Yanting's face changed slightly. After seeing the small windmill in his hand, he suddenly understood what had happened, and there was a hint of smile in his eyes.
The emperor glanced at He Yanting with a hint of annoyance and said, "Return to the palace!"
The three of them returned to the palace together.
…
Compared to the deserted crowds of the previous few days, the East Palace today is packed with people.
There was a lot of noise everywhere.
Xiao Lingyu greeted them one by one, Ji You secretly took note and classified the ministers.
After everyone left, he analyzed them one by one.
"So far, the Minister of Rites, the Minister of Revenue, and the President of the Hanlin Academy have clearly stated their preference for Your Highness, while the other ministers are still ambiguous. I'm not sure what Concubine Jiang's intentions are."
Xiao Lingyu paused while touching the flower: "Why are you watching him alone?"
"After all, he is Jiang Zhiyu's biological father. Even if they've severed ties, he still has blood with him. Who knows when he might be useful? Could Jiang Zhiyu really be so heartless?"
Xiao Lingyu remained silent.
"There's no need to look at him. If you have the time, why don't you pay more attention to my sixth and second brothers? I heard that they both fell ill after visiting the emperor."
Ji You nodded: "That's right, otherwise these ministers wouldn't have come to visit so suddenly."
Xiao Lingyu: "..."
"Couldn't they have come because I'm the regent?"
Ji You: "...as long as Your Highness is happy."
Xiao Lingyu: "..."
"What disease did they have? Is it also a cold?"
Ji You shook his head. "The symptoms are different. It's said that the Second Prince suffered from vomiting and diarrhea, while the Sixth Prince suffered from severe itching and pus-filled boils. It was terrifying."
"I've been to four or five imperial doctors, but they still haven't figured out the cause."
Ji You's eyes were cold: "Could it be that His Majesty really..."
Xiao Lingyu looked at him quietly, and Ji You stopped talking instantly.
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