At the beginning, there is smoke coming out of the ancestral grave, and the woman is busy in the imp

After studying hard for more than ten years, I will finally be able to appear in front of everyone.

How could she not be excited, how could she not be moved?

Back then, her mother also loved studying, but unfortunately... her uncle was incompetent and has not passed the county examination.

My grandfather blamed all the mistakes on my mother's reading, and felt that my mother had suppressed my uncle.

It was also very funny in the past few years. My grandmother even had relatives on her face.

I want to introduce her to my eldest cousin as my equal wife and kiss her...

She wanted to live her life like a human being and let them know that a woman could be a farmhouse groom in the morning and ascend to the emperor's palace in the evening.

Xie Yunhua smiled and burst into tears.

When it dripped onto the paper, the handwriting, which was already blurred into a ball, became even more blurry.

"Let me do it."

Xie Yuheng's voice sounded beside him, and Xie Yunhua stepped aside to give up his position.

The young man took a new pen from the pen holder and dipped it in ink.

But it is no longer the standard pavilion style like printing. It has neat turns and dragons and snakes in the brush strokes. It has become a style of its own.

Xie Yuheng said without raising his head: "The Ping An Escort Agency cannot match the speed of the imperial post officials."

"I think the letter will arrive a few days later than the official document."

Xie Yunhua shook his head gently, "It doesn't matter, I just want to share this joy with them."

After saying that, Xie Yunhua looked away from the letter and fell on Xie Yuheng.

In the first year of Yongping, it was the Qiao Qiao Festival.

The young boy who vowed that his sisters would all have students to teach is now becoming more and more outstanding.

As for the women in Jiangling, from being able to serve as female shopkeepers, female accountants, and female wives, to being able to participate in the imperial examinations like men...

Although it appears on the surface, it is not promoted by the head of the family.

But as long as you look carefully, you will know that everything starts from the head of the family.

Initially, Yuzhaotang began to employ female shopkeepers.

Whether it was to please or otherwise, merchants such as the Xu family from Jiangling followed him.

Although the caravans were responsible for the two-year train implementation, they could not allow the caravans to lay the wooden tracks indiscriminately.

The geology needs to be surveyed by the imperial court and the land can be designated. This will require a large number of relevant talents.

But such small officials were looked down upon by serious civil servants, so they fell into the hands of women...

What about next time...

Xie Yunhua looked away, only to realize that the master's chess skills were unparalleled, and he could move the chess pieces with determination and count the candlelights.

The only sound left in the study was the sound of the wind blowing the paper.

The maid gently entered with tea in her hands, served it to Xie Yuheng and Xie Yunhua, and then quietly left.

The maid, who was in her prime, walked through several corridors and returned to a courtyard.

In the courtyard.

The maids and women were either squatting or sitting on small teacups, combing the wool.

The little maid put the saucer aside and joined in.

Miss Yunhua didn't often use servants there, but she felt that she should do more for the Hou Mansion.

Under the peach tree, a maid dressed in crimson lowered her voice and said:

"Hey, I heard that. Madam came to Beijing to see the Marquis this time."

"But we turned down a big deal. It is said that it was at least two hundred thousand taels."

After hearing this, an elderly nun curled her lips and said, "It's so strange when you don't see it!"

"If something happens to a child, no mother can continue to talk about business with peace of mind."

It's hard to find another child prodigy like her Marquis in the world.

Not to mention 200,000 taels, even 500,000 taels have to be pushed!

The maid laughed twice, rolled her eyes, and said, "You said Madam is coming this time."

"Will you choose some girls for the Marquis to marry?"

For those aristocratic families in Beijing, when the young master reaches the age of eleven or twelve, the family will arrange for a maid to marry him.

Teach me about love affairs, lest I meet the fairies outside and be seduced by my mind and my body.

"Isn't that right?"

"After all, the eldest son and the second son have not married each other, not even Mr. Zhushu."

"How is that the same? Our young master is the Marquis!"

Grandma glared at the maid in pink clothes and said sternly: "Okay! This kind of thing is not something that we, the servants, can get involved in."

"If there is anyone with evil intentions, think of General Xie's methods!"

All the maids in the courtyard shivered.

At the beginning of the year, a maid took off her clothes and crawled onto Marquis Jiangling's bed.

On weekdays, the best thing to get along with is the second young master who never blames him when his servants make mistakes.

After learning about this, he was tied up directly.

I don't know what kind of method was used, but after a total of two hundred military canes were struck, the maid was still bleeding and bloody.

After suffering enough torture, Fang Yijian sent her to see the King of Hell.

Xie Yunhua, the little maid in the courtyard, looked at the trembling water-red figure under the peach tree.

I couldn't help but roll my eyes. I was so blessed that I didn't know how blessed I was.

She was well fed and clothed in the Hou Mansion, and even menstrual belts were issued by the manor.

In my spare time, I can also learn Chinese calligraphy, read books, and get a monthly salary from the steward.

Why do you still have such dirty thoughts? Bah, you are so shameless!

Under the bamboo wall outside the courtyard, a beautiful blue figure left quickly with messy steps.

All of Meng Wanning's business belongs to only Marquis Jiangling.

Who wouldn't want to be the hostess of the Hou Mansion...

The news that prospective women were referred to the Mingshu Branch spread throughout Beijing in less than half a day.

The girls in Pingkangfang and the husbandmen headed by Song Ming paid for their lives one after another.

But how could the madam let them go so easily, and the amount of money they paid to redeem themselves kept rising again and again.

In the end, the number of women who left Pingkangfang could be counted on one hand, and even Song Ming could not leave.

He had no choice but to redeem himself for the young girl in the building.

Just like a mother, she teaches day and night.

The path they have traveled is something they never want to be walked upon by their descendants.

It doesn't matter if he is a poor man, or he has outstanding talent and is sought after by talented literati.

After all, she is a prostitute and belongs to a lowly family...

And the Chi family.

The female secret guard finally found an opportunity and entered Chi Wanjun's yard.

Inform Chi Wanjun about the reference for women who have been admitted to the Ming Dynasty.

The woman was half-leaning on the bed, her face turned yellow, her eyes were vacant, and she chuckled twice.

He raised his hand and stretched it in front of his eyes. The back of his hand, which used to be smooth, was already covered with red spots.

Chi Wanjun murmured: "It would be great if it could be two years earlier..."

"It's too late, everything is too late."

She also regretted why she didn't listen to her father and seduce Xie Mingli.

But it's useless to regret now... Chi Wanjun had a sad smile on his face, and his eyes were lifeless.

The female secret guard held her hand distressedly, "As long as the young lady and the master lower their heads."

"If I find a female doctor to treat my illness, everything will be fine."

"Will be fine......"

Chi Wanjun sneered, so many officials from the court had entered her courtyard, how could it be okay?

"Ah - get out of here, get out of here!"

Chi Wanjun suddenly became angry, raised his hand and slapped the female secret guard, and tore off a lot of her hair.

The female secret guard seemed stunned. She clenched the object in her palm and silently called "Miss."

"Get out of here!"

Chi Wanjun's eyes were red, and two lines of blood and tears flowed from his eyes.

She was so hateful that Xie Yuheng was abducted by human traffickers and caused the Sheng family case.