Chapter 391 Women are Good
The day the White Crane Academy officially reopened.
The people all gathered outside the door to watch the spectacle.
Let's see if anyone dares to enroll in the White Crane Academy.
What kind of woman could be so unconventional?
The doors of Baihe Academy opened.
A whole morning passed, and still no one went in.
The surrounding people laughed and mocked.
Suddenly, a woman in white carrying a book box appeared in front of the White Crane Academy.
"Zhao Ying'er has come to seek knowledge!"
The people immediately started shouting again.
"What can a school teach that says a woman's freedom from divorce is a blessing? It teaches that a woman's virtue lies in her lack of talent!"
"Exactly, what good things can a school run by a bunch of women teach?"
"Go home right away!"
Zhao Ying'er lifted the book box up slightly, then spoke loudly again:
"Zhao Ying'er has come to study."
Leng Qingqiu came out from the door and gestured, "Please come in."
Zhao Ying'er walked into Baihe School with a smile.
With Zhao Ying'er as an example,
Several young women nearby had been hesitating for a while.
They wanted to study, but were afraid that the people would spread rumors about them that would harm them.
But Zhao Ying'er just walked in openly and honestly.
A young woman suddenly said, "I don't care about you anymore. I'm going to Baihe Academy. Mr. Lang is a student of Changfeng Daoren. What an honor it would be to be her student."
As she spoke, she took a deep breath, as if to encourage herself, and walked headlong toward the school.
She clenched her hands as she passed through the crowd.
I walked over quickly.
He then resolutely stepped into the school gate.
The other women who came with her looked at each other in surprise.
One of them still couldn't withstand the judgment of the world.
“I think I’d better go home. If my reputation is damaged and it affects my sisters, my father will beat me to death.”
After saying that, the woman turned and left.
The remaining people were seething with anger, looking at each other.
The group linked arms with each other, their arms trembling slightly.
"Walk!"
The group rushed into the White Crane Academy as if they were being chased.
Once you get started, the process doesn't seem so difficult anymore.
Some girls covered their faces and ran into the school.
Some people encouraged each other in pairs.
These women were different from the women who had been sent by officials to curry favor with Qin Jinzhi.
Some of them were ordinary people, some were merchants, and some were daughters of minor officials.
They were afraid of the rumors, but they still dared to take this step.
Several of the women who had been forcibly taken back to their homes have also reappeared.
The louder the discussion, the more determined their gazes became.
These times, without Qin Jinzhi's promotion, the number of people in the school increased.
Leng Qingqiu came out as the last woman entered.
"Baihe Academy is full for today. The next session will be in six months. Please return now."
After saying that, the door of Baihe Academy closed.
Lang Mingyue's complexion was unusually rosy today.
She sat in front of the classroom.
"From today onwards, you will be students of the White Crane Academy. Starting tomorrow, you will have a teacher to instruct you. However, today, the teacher will teach you a word, hoping that no matter where you are or what you do in the future, you will always remember this word."
Leng Qingqiu pasted a large calligraphy copybook on the board.
The words "woman" were clearly visible above.
A young woman raised her hand. "Master, these are two words."
Lang Mingyue smiled, "That's right, the word 'woman' can be written as two separate characters, but when put together, it becomes another character. Read it with the teacher, okay!"
"good!"
Lang Mingyue looked at the many female students and said with a smile, "That's right, women are good. I hope you will always remember this word and not feel lost, inferior or powerless because of your status as women, because women are good in themselves."
The eyes of the women sitting below lit up.
No one had ever said these words to them before.
The school was fully prepared.
Leng Qingqiu pushed open the door to Lang Mingyue's study, where she saw Lang Mingyue still annotating and interpreting books.
"Teacher, please take a rest."
Lang Mingyue's hand trembled slightly as she wrote the last word.
She looked up and gazed at Leng Qingqiu with a bright smile.
"In the clear autumn, let the school continue to be passed down."
Leng Qingqiu was stunned, and Lang Mingyue spat out a mouthful of blood onto the desk.
"teacher!!!"
Lang Mingyue fell to the ground, and Leng Qingqiu rushed to her side.
But he still couldn't catch Lang Mingyue.
Leng Qingqiu fell to the ground in a disheveled state, and hugged Lang Mingyue in her arms.
"Teacher!!! How could this happen? I'll go get the doctor right away!"
Lang Mingyue forced a smile and tried to reach out to wipe away Leng Qingqiu's tears.
Finally, his strength was exhausted.
She slowly closed her eyes and murmured, "No regrets!"
"teacher!!!"
When Lang Mingyue coughed up blood, she already knew that her time was coming to an end.
She died without regrets, witnessing the vibrant bloom of flowers today.
Qin Jinzhi learned of Lang Mingyue's death in the middle of the night.
She looked up at the bright moon in the sky, which was covered by clouds. From then on, only the gentle breeze remained in the world.
Qin Jinzhi came to the courtyard and, taking advantage of the moonlight, began to dance with her sword.
A gentleman's sword, swift and leisurely, bids farewell without drifting away.
May you rest in peace, bright moon.
The Lang family's mourning hall was bustling with people coming and going. Lang Mingyue probably never imagined that so many students would come to pay their respects.
Just as the students were worshipping the bright moon.
An impeachment letter was presented in the main hall.
Wei Cha, an official of the Imperial Censorate, impeached Wei Liangchen, the Vice Minister of the Ministry of Justice, and used torture to extract a confession, which led to the tragic death of Lang Mingyue, a teacher at Baihe Academy.
Wei Liangchen wields absolute power in the Ministry of Justice, and everyone in the ministry is in cahoots with him. We urge Your Majesty to punish him severely.
At the same time, Wei Cha raised objections, questioning whether the laws of Jin were inadequate and whether the investigation of officials' appointments was not rigorous enough, and therefore requested His Majesty to revise the laws.
Officials who fail the background check should undergo a new background check.
If any officials protect each other, they will be dismissed from their posts.
The government and the public were shocked.
One of the officials spoke up: "Wei Lao is dedicated to the country and its people, and I admire him. However, amending the law is a matter of great importance to the nation. It is not worth it for a mere woman to amend the law."
Wei Cha looked at him coldly, "If your mother were tortured to death, would you still say such things?"
The official immediately shut his mouth.
Wei Cha didn't stop there. "A mere woman? Women are people too, living, breathing people. As a court official, how could you have no respect for life? How did you even get into this Taiji Hall? What's your name? I'm going to impeach you right now!"
The emperor spoke coldly: "The matter reported by Minister Wei is of great importance. Wei Liangchen used torture to extract a confession, causing a person's death. He shall be demoted three ranks and fined one year's salary."
Wei Liangchen never expected that Lang Mingyue's death would be attributed to him.
His act of carrying thorns to apologize became known throughout the city, leaving him with no way to defend himself.
"Your subject accepts the imperial decree and expresses his gratitude!"
The emperor looked at Lang Qingfeng and said, "Scholar Lang, have you heard what Minister Wei said clearly?"
Lang Qingfeng stepped forward, his voice somewhat hoarse, "I heard you clearly."
The emperor spoke up: "Amending the laws is a weighty responsibility; can you bear this burden?"
Lang Qingfeng's nose suddenly stung with tears, and he forcefully suppressed a sob.
"Your subject obeys the decree!"
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