Using tools to reduce the differences between men and women can indeed subtly change the relationship between them.
However, this method is not the best. The best method is to enter the industrial age, which will create new jobs, some of which require men and some of which require women.
There's a saying that the economic base determines the superstructure. This applies to countries, and even more so to families, and their members.
In a family, whoever earns the most money has the most say.
As an emperor, Kangxi felt that Youqing's idea was somewhat naive. Although it was feasible, it would be very difficult to implement.
However, Kangxi still said, "If you want to do something, then do it. I won't stop you."
Youqing was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "Okay, you said it yourself."
Some people crave vanity, while others possess noble character. Youqing is neither, and she has never considered herself particularly special or great. However, everything she has seen and heard along the way has touched her heart and made her think.
She has a system. She may lack the ability, but the system can really help her do a lot of things, so maybe she can actually do more.
She may not live to see the grandeur she once witnessed, but it will be much better than it is now.
The carriage moved slowly, neither too fast nor too slow, stopping from time to time, and we saw many things, some breathtaking, some touching.
"Your Majesty, we have arrived in Anyang. There is still some distance to go before the town. We will not be able to reach it before dark. There is a village about five or six miles ahead."
"Let's find lodging in the village!"
They stayed at farmhouses quite often along the way, and Liang Jiugong had gotten used to it.
"Yes, Your Majesty."
The carriage continued forward for another five or six miles, and a village came into view.
"Your Majesty, we have arrived."
Upon hearing this, Kangxi alighted from his carriage, dressed as a wealthy merchant. Although he was nearly forty, he looked like he was only twenty-seven or twenty-eight because he didn't have a beard. He was steady, mature, and had a refined demeanor. Although he lacked youthful vigor, his aura was quite intimidating.
Sure enough, as soon as he came down, several elderly women chatting at the bridgehead kept glancing at him.
The usually talkative old lady was completely silent this time.
It was Liang Jiugong who stepped forward to speak, and that's when the conversation started.
"Greetings, ladies. My husband and wife are passing through this area but haven't found an inn. Do you know if there are any spare rooms in the village where we can stay?"
The women looked at each other, somewhat stunned. Their place was a bit far from the town, but they had never actually encountered anyone staying there for the night.
"How many of you are there?"
At this moment, a woman with a fair complexion, who looked to be around thirty years old, asked.
Liang Jiugong quickly reported the number of people: "There are fifteen people in total, but four rooms are enough. We brought blankets with us, so we can sleep on the floor."
As soon as he finished speaking, the fair-skinned woman said, "Why don't you wait a moment? I'll go ask my husband if he can spare a room."
Liang Jiugong agreed. He could tell that this older woman's family was probably quite well-off in the village. Firstly, because she looked fair-skinned, unlike the other older women. Secondly, because if her family didn't have this room, she wouldn't have responded to the conversation.
After the woman finished speaking, she walked into the village. About fifteen minutes later, she returned. During this time, Liang Jiugong learned quite a bit about the situation.
This village is called Mo Family Village. It's a large village with nearly a thousand people. The older sister who just spoke to Liang Jiugong is named Mo Chunhua. She is the daughter of the village head of Mo Family Village. She married into a family with a different surname in the village and is living a good life.
At this time, the village head still held some power and had considerable prestige in the village. Mo Chunhua's father was the village head, and she herself was not the kind of person who couldn't see things clearly, so she naturally lived a good life.
When Mo Chunhua returned, there was a man behind her who looked several years older than her. The man had a regular face, but his skin was a bit dark.
Mo Chunhua walked up to Liang Jiugong and said, "We can actually tidy up four rooms in the house. Why don't you go and take a look?"
What Mo Chunhua didn't say was that if her house wasn't big enough, she could stay at her parents' house, but that would have to wait until they saw the room.
Liang Jiugong smiled and said, "Then please lead the way, elder sister."
On the way, Kangxi chatted with the male head of the household.
Mo Chunhua married a man named Yang Erzhu, a fairly common name. Besides farming, he would go out to do business when he wasn't busy. The family's elders passed away last year, and the family has since separated. He has a younger brother who runs a shop in town, and his brother is doing quite well, so all the houses in the village were left to him, which is why there are so many empty rooms in the house.
Yang Erzhu and Mo Chunhua have a son and a daughter. Their daughter is fifteen years old and the eldest. Their son is twelve years old and he sent him to study in town. He is not at home now, but it is said that he is doing well in school. Well, in the eyes of parents, their own children are always the best.
Before we knew it, we had arrived at our destination.
Yang Erzhu's house was indeed quite impressive in the village, with blue bricks and large tiles. Inside, there was a large courtyard, half of which was used to grow vegetables. The fresh green vegetables stood upright in the vegetable garden, looking very lively and cute.
Such a place would be among the best in the farmhouses where Emperor Kangxi stayed along his journey.
The room was no problem, and the price was agreed upon. Mo Chunhua and Yang Erzhu were both very happy. Although the Yang family was not poor, they still had a son in school to support, and there were bound to be expenses. Every penny saved was a penny earned; no one would complain about having too much money.
Then Kangxi and Youqing carried their daughter into the room. Just as they entered, the gate to the courtyard was pushed open, revealing a very pretty girl.
The girl looked to be fourteen or fifteen years old. She didn't wear any jewelry, but her features were lively and she wore a pink dress, making her look exceptionally charming and innocent.
"Father, Mother, I heard that someone has come to visit."
Yang Erzhu didn't speak, but Mo Chunhua said, "Someone's here. They're merchants looking for a place to stay. You better behave yourself and don't disturb their rest."
Mo Chunhua, as the daughter of the village head, was not spoiled at all. Since she had been given a lot of money, they should take good care of her.
Yang Ni smiled and replied, "I know, Mother. I'm so honest, how could I bother others?"
After saying that, Yang Ni was ordered by Mo Chunhua to go and collect firewood.
Inside the room, Youqing slept for a while in Kangxi's arms. After waking up, she planned to go out and wash her face.
Just as she stepped out of the house, she ran into Yang Ni, and the two almost got into a fight. Liang Jiugong, who was standing nearby, quickly stepped forward and asked, "Madam, are you alright?"
Youqing shook her head: "It's nothing serious, don't make a fuss."
After speaking, Youqing looked at Yangni, who was a little stunned. She was a girl who grew up in the village. Her mother used to be the village beauty, and when she grew up and her looks blossomed, she became the village beauty. She had never seen such a beautiful person before!
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