Chapter 900 A Dream of Youth 432
Jiangchao Pavilion is a pavilion built by the river, in an excellent location, but it is not noisy at all. Instead, it is quite quiet. Because he did not want to be recognized, Xie Ning specially wore a veil.
The slight rustling of pages turning made the interior even quieter. The others glanced at Xie Ning, who was wearing a veil, but didn't pay her much attention. After all, there were plenty of women who came here to borrow and read books, and they would even debate with women outside over different opinions.
After all, if you make a fuss inside, you'll be thrown out. The staff in the library don't care if you're a nobleman or a poor scholar, or whether you're male or female; they'll throw you out without hesitation.
Seeing this, Chen Yunsheng opened a teahouse next to Jiangchao Pavilion, specifically for these students to debate, and the business was quite good.
Xie Ningjing glanced at the situation inside the library, then walked to a relatively low cabinet with sheets of paper that looked like newspapers on it.
Her gaze fell upon a tiny story about rural textiles, and her eyes lit up slightly. After reading it, she felt a pang of anxiety. Xie Ning took a deep breath, carefully put the newspaper away, handed it to Qingxu, and then went to the backyard.
In recent years, the establishment of various women's schools and the encouragement of women from all walks of life and social classes to voice their opinions have yielded some results.
Even though nowadays it's mostly women from the upper-class cultural elite who are leaving those square houses, there are also many more confused and ignorant women from the lower classes who are slowly groping their way to the door.
They are already good, and they will only get better in the future.
Humans have the capacity for thought; ideas transcend all constraints.
The shopkeeper had already recognized Xie Ning and followed him.
"My lord, Miss He and the others said they wanted to visit you."
Xie Ning lifted the curtain, and as she looked up, her gaze met that of a girl carrying books and walking outside. The girl's eyes fixed on her, and she smiled, "Cousin Ning!"
"Liu...Muyun." Liu Ya now has a name, given to her by Xie Qingshan.
Xie Qingshan also passed the imperial examination in the last one and was now assigned to be the magistrate of a county in a central region. He is also one of the implementers of Xie Ning's new laws.
"Muling, Cousin Ning is here!"
The person inside rushed in; it was a young girl with her hair in two buns, and her eyes were more lively than when Xie Ning first saw her.
They haven't mastered the skills yet. This trip to the capital was to send their family members and senior students from the girls' school to take the exam, and also to broaden their horizons and gain some knowledge.
Over the years, both the first and second branches of the family have developed quite well, and they can still afford the travel expenses to and from the capital. Neither of the two cousins wanted to live at the Xie family's house; they felt more free and lively at Jiangchao Pavilion.
"Changning." Helan Xue and several young women heard the commotion and ran over. They were all very excited to see Xie Ning.
Helan Xue originally intended to send a letter to Xie Ning to visit him, but unexpectedly, Xie Ning came to see them first.
Xie Ning was surrounded and answered some questions, and was very pleased with the scene.
Then, she placed the newspaper that Qingxu had collected on the stone table and asked, "Who wrote this short story?"
This is a tabloid only found in the capital, mostly featuring articles by people from the surrounding area, which is why Xie Ning guessed that the other party was one of the candidates who came to take the imperial examination.
Helan Xue glanced at the tabloid, then searched through the crowd. "Shui Liu, did you write this?"
"yes."
The woman who came out was shorter than the other candidates, had yellowish skin, and was dressed in the cheapest cotton clothes, not very elegantly.
Xie Ning's gaze unconsciously fell on the other person's feet. Although she could only see the two toes, she still breathed a sigh of relief.
"I ask you, is the story about foot binding true?"
Shui Liu nervously clutched her skirt and responded softly.
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