The old white flower's unexpected success attracted a lot of attention.
Originally, these women were quite different from scholars; the families and blessings bestowed upon scholars varied in strength.
This old white flower, however, is a completely different style; I just watched it for the spectacle.
Old Baihua looks so delicate, it's almost unbearable.
If it is a young wife in her teens or twenties, she will evoke feelings of pity and tenderness.
Women in their forties or fifties and above are considered old ladies, and that's when they're considered to be nearing the end of their lives.
Old Baihua didn't mean it that way; she's exceptionally capable.
You can't judge a book by its cover. If she really got going, even Di Baose might not be as good as her. She could fight three men in one night.
Of course, Di Baose wouldn't dare compare herself to her; she was too shameless.
Mrs. Fang looked around, wondering if there was nowhere to sit? Did this old hag still want to act all delicate? Good heavens!
Huan Yue wouldn't let her sit down. There are so many oddballs in this world, all thinking they're saints.
The term "Holy Mother" means the mother of saints. This not only praises the heavens, but also shows that saints are respected by others, not just something one dreams of.
Someone threw a small stool over.
Old Baihua was disgusted but there was nothing she could do. She sat there awkwardly, trying to find a certain posture.
Madam Fang looked at the Empress, thinking that if this old hag kept causing trouble, the Empress would kick her. Did she think everyone was watching the old hag? It was just the Zhu family making a scene; they looked at everyone the same way.
Old Baihua sat down, covered her face with a handkerchief, and began to sob.
Di Baose was on the verge of losing his temper.
Huan Yue stopped her. Wasn't she supposed to be writing a story? This opportunity had come to her.
Di Baose is upset. She thinks Gong Shanyuan is truly remarkable for being able to handle so much!
Therefore, only by experiencing more can one realize how happy one once was.
Old Baihua's voice was also eerie: "My son, could write at three, and compose poetry at five..."
The maid understood: "Such a good talent has been ruined by you (you slut). Didn't his ancestors come looking for you last night?"
Old Baihua glanced at her, her expression wistful.
The maidservant was carrying a board and almost struck him.
Old Baihua was so frightened that she cried: "My son started his studies at the age of six, topped the county examination at the age of ten, and topped the prefectural examination at the age of twelve."
The young maidservant chimed in, "Our ancestor is still holding on; the day he can't hold on any longer will be the end of us."
Old Baihua was unhappy: "I raise my son alone, working from dawn till dusk, watching him study in the morning and at night. Three meals a day, spring, summer, autumn and winter."
Someone nearby asked in confusion, "It seems like other people don't live their lives like this?"
Huan Yue asked, "Like her?"
He shook his head hurriedly; it really was different.
Old Baihua is quite strong and has her own rhythm: "One winter was particularly cold. My son was so sleepy from studying that he fell asleep, and the tea on the table froze. I was afraid he would get sick, so I finally managed to move him to the bed and warm him up for a whole day before he recovered."
Huan Yue was quite curious: "You have such a big son in one bed? No wonder the man was hiding between you earlier."
Madam Fang nodded: "Some people become obsessed with reading. Regardless of whether they can master Chinese techniques, they are not human."
Although they are mother and son, many people find it hard to accept that the mother is covering up her teenage son.
Mother and son, father and daughter should avoid each other.
Besides, this old white flower looks particularly eerie.
Some people wondered, "The son froze to death at such a young age, how come the mother is alright?"
Someone shouted, "Someone's warming her bed!"
oh!
Some people in the know squeezed in.
Old Baihua was still whimpering.
The man in his thirties loudly revealed: "When Lu Jian was five years old, he wrote a poem. Huo took it to the clan and the clan decided to support his studies. Huo also pleaded with the clan elders, and the clan not only gave her two acres of land but also helped her cultivate it, and gave her money to support her every year."
The crowd erupted in uproar!
"I really thought it was her adopted son!"
"It's clearly the son supporting her!"
"Doesn't that mean she'll have nothing to do for the day?"
"Now that there's nothing else to do, she can keep an eye on the son. Is it really worth it for her to just keep an eye on him when there's nothing else to do? All the hard work the clan puts into raising him is less valuable than what she does when there's nothing to do."
The man and Lady Huan revealed: "Lu Jian passed the imperial examination at the age of ten, and her standards have risen even higher. Do you think she dresses like this normally? This is the clothing worn by one of the maids assigned by the clan to serve her. Lu Jian passed the provincial examination this year, and she's already a successful candidate in the imperial examinations. She has two maids, both girls from the clan, and her son..."
Wow! Everyone was even angrier!
Isn't this ungrateful?
"I've raised a thankless wretch!"
"Is there no one else in the clan?"
The man said, "The Lu family once produced a Jinshi (a successful candidate in the highest imperial examinations), which is quite a distinguished family. But!"
Old Baihua lunged forward to hit him!
Several people quickly stopped them.
Old Baihua turned around to pounce on Huan Yue, but got kicked instead.
The man, standing seven feet tall, remained expressionless: "The Huo family and another member of the Lu family have been together for who knows how long. Some speculate that there was an affair before she even married into the family, while others guess that Lu Jian isn't his father's child. With that person's help, the Huo family has had a lot more success. People were confused before, but now they understand more and more clearly."
Seriously? Everyone's got some juicy gossip!
Old Baihua fell to the ground, but didn't die. She got up and tried to hit the man again.
The man remained unfazed: "I have no changed name or surname, and I am related to the Lu family. This matter has spread, and I never expected Lu Jian to be so bold. He is trying to frame the Lu family!"
Everyone understands.
Lu Jian joined the Zhu family in their commotion.
Because they are supported by the clan, they have a great influence on the clan.
If he were truly raised by his biological mother, things would be better.
This is truly ungrateful; they haven't considered the impact on their clan at all.
The man concluded, "Lu Jian was clever when he was young, but after entering school, his mother spoiled him more and more, and he only passed the imperial examination at the age of twenty-three. He has long lost his talent. What's even more shameless is that he wants to be the patriarch of the Lu family."
The maid asked, "What about his ancestors?"
The old lady said, "When he passes the imperial examination, won't the Lu family's ancestor, who also passed the imperial examination, become his grandson?"
Old Baihua was too ashamed and started whimpering as she tried to run away.
Huan Yue gestured.
Hei took her away.
Old Baihua seemed to have just come to his senses.
Everyone else was watching the show. Did those who caused trouble today really have a good ending?
Many of the troublemakers seemed to have come to their senses, and some of the more timid ones knelt down and kowtowed, begging, "Your Majesty, please spare our lives!"
Madam Fang said, "You were rude to Her Majesty, and now you know to beg for forgiveness?"
Huan Yue said, "What would I do with your lives? My own life is enough."
Di Baose exploded: "If you've broken the Great Law of Zhao, then the authorities will handle it! If begging for mercy works, won't you just be more ignoring of the Great Law of Zhao in the future?"
The female official said, "Aren't there scholars in your families? Don't you know the Great Lawyer Zhao? Then go back and study hard!"
One of the bolder ones shouted, "I haven't broken the law!"
A group of onlookers responded: "Whether or not you committed a crime is not for you to decide."
A group of people crawled out and actually kowtowed to Huan Yue, their faces covered in blood.
The palace maid angrily shouted, "How dare you offend Her Majesty! Drag her away!"
Heibei came to drag people away!
Those watching understood: "What kind of scholar are you? These methods are nothing but thuggery."
"He was a scoundrel to begin with."
"They have utterly disgraced scholars."
"To do something but not take responsibility is despicable!"
"The Empress is sitting here to give everyone a chance, yet not a single one of them is decent enough."
Who is it, and how much longer?
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