The Eighth Wise King became addicted to eavesdropping on the silly princess' thoughts

Luo Li slept until noon!

After getting up, washing up, and eating a bowl of shrimp wontons, he dressed in men's clothes and took Ruhua and Yuli with him to leave the palace and go to Hesheng Tower.

Yingchun insisted on going with him with tears in her eyes, so Luo Li had no choice but to take this considerate and useful maid with her.

After going out, he happened to meet Hong Gu who had returned, and Hong Gu took over the whip and acted as the coachman.

All the way to Hesheng Building, Hong Gu helped Luo Li jump off the carriage.

Luo Li changed into her favorite moon-white brocade gown with embroidered flowers today. As soon as she got off the carriage and stood firm, she swung open the Xiang Fei folding fan, posed in a graceful and elegant posture, and walked out with elegant steps.

Luo Li had just walked into the door of Hesheng Building when Zhang Zhuzi, the waiter who was always keeping an eye on all directions, came trotting over with his eyes lit up.

She greeted with a smile: "Mr. Luo, you are here? Miss Yang and Miss Gao are waiting upstairs!"

Luo Li thought to herself, these two young ladies are so impatient! I came half an hour early on purpose, and they are already here.

This is really a foolish girl waiting for a man, she is so impatient!

Zhang Zhuzi led the person to the door of the private room, bowed and asked with a smile, "Mr. Luo, is it still the old rules? A pot of boiled water, four dishes and a soup?"

Luo Li waved her folding fan and said, "Today we have eight dishes and one soup. Didn't you see Miss Gao's figure? She must have a big appetite!"

Zhang Zhuzi was happy! "Okay! A pot of boiled water, eight dishes and a soup!"

Ruhua threw a piece of silver to him, "This is a reward from my master. Serve him well!"

Zhang Zhuzi immediately smiled like a chrysanthemum, "Thank you, Master Luo, for the reward!"

Luo Li pushed the door open and walked in, and saw Yang Yanqi and Gao Ruoying sitting opposite each other at the table, looking at her with smiles.

Gao Ruoying looked at Luo Li with a half-smile in her eyes, "Mr. Luo, with my body shape, I must have a big appetite. Is it enough for you to just order eight dishes and one soup?"

Luo Li felt no shame at all for speaking ill of others behind their backs. She walked over and squeezed in next to Yang Yanqi and sat down.

"I am not a stingy person. The main reason is that the food in this restaurant is not tasty, and it costs more money and wastes food.

Miss Gao, when it is convenient, I will let you taste my maid's cooking skills. I guarantee you will be full of praise for it."

Yang Yanqi stuck to Luo Li and laughed tenderly, "It's true! Ruoying, if you have eaten the food at Young Master Luo's house, I guarantee you will want to eat it again after eating it once!"

Gao Ruoying said cheerfully, "Then I'll wait and try your cooking someday."

Luo Li touched Yang Yanqi's head lovingly, "I said it's impolite to make a beautiful woman wait, come earlier! But I'm still not here earlier than you two."

Yang Yanqi smiled with her eyebrows curved, "It's all because of Gao Ruoying's impatience! Your idea of ​​the Big Foot Women's Army has completely seduced her soul away."

Gao Ruoying took over the conversation readily, "That's right! I've been laughed at behind my back a lot because of my big feet, and I've long wanted to think of a way to slap those hypocrites in the face.

You say that this woman has a pair of natural feet that have been wrapped like dumplings, and that her ten fingers are connected to her heart and are in pain from being broken. How could those hypocritical and romantic celebrities not know about it?

They are really hypocrites who have lost all conscience!" Gao Ruoying, who had been hurt, was filled with indignation.

Yang Yanqi was also indignant! "When women's natural feet are bound like dumplings, they not only suffer when they break bones.

When they grow up, they will walk unsteadily, their bodies won’t grow very tall, and they won’t have the strength to do any work!

Why did those powerful officials and great scholars promote the beauty of foot binding for women?

Didn't they also say that the hair on our bodies is from our parents. We can't even cut off a hair at will? Why do they treat women like this?"

【Why? 】

Luo Li's lips curled up with sarcasm and disdain, "For them to be high and mighty, for women to be forever reduced to men's vassals, or reproductive tools or playthings.

Foot binding for women is now only advocated and pursued by the aristocratic class. If in the future everyone in the world accepts the concept of the beauty of small feet, it will be a tragedy for women all over the world!

Women with bound feet walk unsteadily, cannot do strenuous work, have poor physical development, and the children they give birth to will become weaker and weaker than the previous generation.

If it goes on for thousands of years, just think about it! ..."

Luo Li knew that after the prevalence of Neo-Confucianism a hundred years later, the custom of foot binding became a pain that women had to endure.

The King of Qin next door was so shocked that his heart was beating wildly!

Not to mention a thousand years, just a hundred years later, to what extent would the physical constitution of the Song people be weak?

When the tall, sturdy and strong foreign enemies such as the Dangxiang, Khitan, Jurchen, who ate raw meat and drank raw milk and grew up on horseback, attacked the Song Dynasty, the Song people...!

King Qin Zhao Defang didn't dare to think further.

The hot-tempered Gao Ruoying slammed the table!

"Damn it! This trend of foot binding spread from the palace, was praised by scholars and writers, and young ladies from aristocratic families vied with each other to follow it.

Nowadays, noble ladies from famous families compete with each other in beauty with their three-inch golden lotus feet, and women from ordinary families have also begun to imitate them.

If this continues, I'm afraid that in a hundred years all the women in this world will be walking unsteadily with small feet that are as weak as willows in the wind.

Master Luo, you must form your big-footed women's army as soon as possible. Let's use the beauty of big feet to compete with the beauty of three-inch golden lotus!"

Luo Li fell into deep thought!

She just jokingly suggested forming an army of big-footed women because she was indignant about the discrimination and ridicule against women with big feet. She never thought about going against the world trend of the beauty of three-inch golden lotus.

Those lofty imperial powers! Those lofty noble classes! Those great scholars from wealthy and powerful families!

They will not allow anything in this world to go against their interests.

I just want to earn more money in a leisurely manner and enjoy this life in wealth. I don’t want to cause trouble and I don’t want to change the wheel of history!

Feeling that the situation was serious, Luo Li looked at Gao Ruoying and Yang Yanqi guiltily. Those two pairs of expectant eyes made her feel a little ashamed!

[Fuck!]

For these two good friends and all the women in the world. Otherwise, let's just have some fun! 】

Luo Li laughed dryly, "Then set it up as soon as possible. I'll pay for it, and you two will do the work.

The three of us who are mentally ill will form a Big Foot Women's Army. I will be the leader, and you two will be the vice leaders. The three of us will form a brain-dead trio."

Yang Yanqi was amused and laughed, "Luo Li, you have a brain disease but we don't, why are you called the Brain-dead Trio?"

Luo Li glared angrily!

"Just the three of us want to form a Bigfoot Women's Army. Can anyone without a brain disease do this? Only a moron can do such a thing, right?!"

Gao Ruoying asked in surprise, "Luo Li? Master Luo, your name is Luo Li? How come you have the same name as the Princess of Qin?"

Luo Li glanced at her unhappily, "That's right! I'm the silly princess that King Qin just married! I have a brain disease!"

: "Hahahaha! Wonderful! Wonderful! ...

Princess Qin, you have a brain disease, and so do I, Gao Ruoying and Yang Yanqi. Let's form a brain-dead trio!" Gao Ruoying clapped her hands excitedly.

"Okay! The three of us who suffer from brain diseases will be called the Brain-Dead Trio." Yang Yanqi also agreed excitedly.

Qin Wang Zhao Defang next door couldn't help but cover his eyes and shrug his shoulders when he heard it.

Yun Yi, who was standing nearby, and Mo Wen and Mo Yan, who had hidden in the room, also covered their mouths tightly, their bodies shaking uncontrollably!

The brain-dead trio is officially formed!

The members of the leadership team have been officially determined, and the next step is to discuss the legion charter.

Luo Li said as she thought, "It's still what I said just now, I'll pay and you two will do the work.

Our Big Foot Women's Corps only recruits women with a size of 39 or above. If you have martial arts skills or other special abilities, we can relax the standard foot requirements."

Yang Yanqi asked in confusion, "What does size 39 mean? Large, medium, or small?"

Luo Li suddenly realized! In the Song Dynasty, foot sizes were only divided into large, medium and small sizes.

Her beautiful eyes pierced Yang Yanqi and said, "Big size! You are so stupid. You should know it with your toes! Aren't the Big Foot Women's Army big size?"

Luo Li, who was forced to do the job, felt angry and resentful. He lost the image of a graceful and elegant young man and mocked Yang Yanqi in a bad mood.

Yang Yanqi pouted and muttered in grievance: "How would I know what 39 yards means?"

Seeing her good friend was hurt, Luo Li quickly put away her somewhat reluctant anger. She smiled and hugged her shoulders, looking at her with her romantic and handsome peach blossom eyes and flirting with her!

"Little Qiqi, blame me! I didn't explain it clearly. Don't be angry, how about I give you a kiss?"

Yang Yanqi lost her temper the moment she was electrified by those charming peach blossom eyes, and her whole body felt numb!

She pushed Luo Li away angrily, "Don't try that on me, it's so corny! Your beauty trick won't work on me anymore."

Gao Ruoying was almost overwhelmed with joy!

"Yanqi, when you two first met, were you really tempted by Luo Li's beauty trap?"

Yang Yanqi blushed shyly and glared at Luo Li with her beautiful eyes, but she admitted it openly.

"This guy played the role of a hero saving a beautiful girl, and he is as handsome as Pan An, and as suave and charming as a man. Which woman would not be tempted by him?

I was deeply in love with her and had a crush on her, but this guy told me that she was a woman, and I almost…"

Gao Ruoying was overjoyed and asked, "Yanqi, how come you didn't beat her half to death because of your temper, but became friends with her instead?"

Yang Yanqi sighed!

"Ruoying, you've only known her for one day. If she lied to you, would you be willing to beat her half to death?"

Gao Ruoying shook her head repeatedly without hesitation and said with a smile, "I can't bear to part with her! Even if she sells me out, I can't bear to hit her. I can only help her count the money!"

Yang Yanqi's maid, who was standing by the window, suddenly looked out the window and said, "Miss, Gao Gouxiong is downstairs!"