Quick Wear: Under the Skirt, All Beings Are Equal

After staying in the Frost Line for a few more months and seeing the city full of flowers, Tang Ran picked a bunch of flowers from the roadside and hid them in her sleeves, then leaned lazily against the carriage.

"The weather is so nice."

Tang Yan said as he drove the horse: "It's been a long time since we've had such good weather. Sir, when will I get my money reimbursed? I'm planning to buy a yard and get married."

Tang Ran said perfunctorily: "Next time, we'll reimburse you together next time."

Tang Yan was so angry that he whipped the horse on its butt, and the horse was frightened and suddenly accelerated.

Tang Ran leaned against the carriage, blinked, and calmly adjusted her appearance.

It doesn’t matter. There will always be a few subordinates who want to rebel. Just get used to it.

This is what I, a traitor, deserve.

When I returned to the capital, I saw a woman riding a horse. She sat high on the horse and whipped the couple on the ground.

The third princess looked even more elegant and graceful than she had a few years ago. She looked at the bloody whip with a smile and said, "I have whipped many people with this whip. They are all well-known and important people. You and your wife are lucky to be whipped today."

The man below held his wife in his arms and glared at the Third Princess, "Third Princess, you are too arrogant. We are only stating the truth..."

The third princess curled her lips and said, "Come here, take them to the princess's mansion. I want to see whether they are tough-talkers or tough-minded."

The third princess smiled, but there was an unshakable sadness in her eyes.

She obviously already has a healthy body, but why...why is she still so sad.

She looked around. She knew about those ugly words, but no one dared to say them in front of her. They only dared to look at her with disgust and contempt.

She squinted her eyes and looked at the sun. Suddenly she felt like crying, but she held back the tears.

Why cry.

There's nothing to cry about.

Those who need to cry have already cried.

During the most difficult time, she was struggling to make a living in Chen Kingdom. Her tears were almost dry. There were endless conspiracies and plots, as well as those covetous eyes. She had experienced too much.

How can a princess from a weak country have any human rights?

Respect? That only exists in legends.

It can only be said that the children of the royal family are not simple. Li Jinyu has gradually reached the point where he can influence the throne.

Zhao Lianye wanted to kill Li Jinyu several times, but when he looked at her face, he suppressed his murderous intent.

He knew that Li Jinyu was not a simple woman.

From the first time they met, when she was standing in the hall in her wedding dress and handling the ridicule and mockery with ease, Zhao Lianye knew that Li Jinyu and her mother had completely different personalities.

Perhaps it's because the person is dead that people like Zhao Lianye would remember the girl with a veil and a shy face when he was young. Now when he sees that girl's daughter, he can't help but feel that the person is nowhere to be found, but the peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze.

In fact, what Zhao Lianye can’t let go of the most is his former younger self.

Li Jinyu was trying to survive in this kind of gap in Chen Kingdom.

She finally came back alive, but she was not brought back in a grand ceremony as she said at the beginning. Instead, she falsely conveyed the order of the Sixth Prince of Chen Kingdom and was chased by several forces and had to escape in a panic.

She thought that the people of Northern Qi would welcome her home.

The three most brutal cuts on her body -

The first knife was slashed by Tang Ran, who personally shattered the young girl who had developed feelings for him.

The second knife was from her mother, letting her know that her birth was not expected.

The third knife was her people. They were not grateful for the peace and time she brought them, nor did they feel sorry for what she had gone through. They just questioned why she, a princess who was married to a foreign country, had to come back alive and why she had to become a shame for Northern Qi.

The third knife wounded her the most severely. In her dreams at midnight, the wounds were rotting and the pain was so severe that she felt she would rather die than live.

They said that countless people from the Northern Qi Dynasty died on the battlefield, so why should she be so afraid of death?

They said that her brothers and sisters died for their country, so why was she still alive?

They said that the people of Northern Qi were strong-willed people, so why should she come back alive?

Her people could accept a dead princess and worship her as a god in the temple, but they could not accept a princess who had the blood of a prince of the enemy country.

Li Jinyu reached out and touched her belly.

When she returned to Northern Qi, she was already pregnant for several months. After she aborted the child herself, she sent the bloody mess to the hands of the Sixth Prince of Chen State.

Surprise? The Sixth Prince had been looking forward to the birth of his child for a long time.

But soon, they will be reunited as father and son.

After all, she is not a weak woman who cannot take care of herself. Everything is her tool.

The Sixth Prince was poisoned by her.

Judging from the days, good news should come soon.

Thinking of this, the corners of Li Jinyu's mouth slightly raised. What bullshit about the princess who was married to the foreign country and the prince of the enemy country loving and hating each other, those were all bullshit. What existed between them were all interests and calculations.

What the Sixth Prince wanted was her grandfather's family behind her, what Zhao Lianye felt guilty about, and a beautiful, obedient and weak wife.

But what she wanted was Northern Qi, she wanted her homeland to be spared from the suffering of war, and she wanted her people to not have their families torn apart and their wives and children to be separated.

What she wanted was the infighting among the royal family of Chen Kingdom and their funeral song.

Although her mother did not love her, it was enough that she loved her mother.

Although her little Sixteen was disobedient and always secretly looked for Tang Ran to play, she loved her and she liked her to call her "Third Sister" in a sweet voice.

Although her father's love was so deep that it hurt her, when only one of her and her father could survive, her father resolutely chose to let her live.

Although though…

She suddenly wanted to laugh, thinking about what she had heard when Li Limu committed suicide to express the determination of the Northern Qi royal family and the Northern Qi soldiers to advance and retreat together.

She laughed, cried and cursed at the same time.

"Li Limu, this fool, must have suffered so much pain by committing suicide. If my father and mother knew about this, they would be heartbroken. And my mother loved her so much and took such good care of her. How could she not cherish her life that she had been saved from the underworld countless times?"

But at that moment, her heart ached.

Later on, she discovered that although the people in her Li family had very different personalities, they had one thing in common.

"Jin Yu, you are the third princess of Northern Qi and a benefactor of Northern Qi. I will never forget everything you have done for Northern Qi. Even if you want the throne, you are qualified to sit on it."

The young emperor looked at her with sincere eyes, which suddenly reminded her of the night before her marriage, when Li Changyi, who was still the crown prince, knelt in front of her, spoke with tears in his eyes, and promised to take her home.

Li Changyi did not let her down and compensated her doubly. The usually gentle emperor gave her titles, rewards, and imperial decrees, but in the end he could only kill batches of people.

But no matter what, there is no way to stop the world's gossip, and there is no way to stop the criticism of the scholars. How can the ideas that are deeply rooted in a few years ago change because of her alone?

There are also people who admire her, but they are also drowned in the gossip.

Perhaps, after she dies, people's views will change again, and they will begin to look at her objectively, and then use it to restrain women in future generations.

Everyone seemed respectful to Li Jinyu, the princess who protected the country, but they talked a lot about her in private.

There were also some people who were not afraid of death. After drinking too much, they started to speak nonsense and said that they would not even marry Li Jinyu, the princess who protected the country.

"Oh, yes!"

The discordant sound was out of tune with the surrounding booing and laughter.

Looking up, Li Jinyu and Tang Ran were walking towards me.

Tang Ran casually stabbed the man who was spewing shit with a knife, pulled his neck and laughed: "I hate people like you the most. You always criticize others. You are so annoying, right?"

Tang Ran looked at the people around him and saw that everyone had fear on their faces. He leisurely took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood.

He then said, "Just after the ceasefire, some rats have jumped out, eager to show their presence. Why should we deny the value brought by women? Why should we deny that it is because of her marriage that Northern Qi has now gained vitality."

Tang Ran really didn't understand.

I don't understand what these people are thinking?

In his opinion, no matter whether you are male or female, young or old, as long as you make a contribution, you should be respected.

The last few words were deafening.

"She used her skirts to protect her people, but her people demanded that her skirts be holy and flawless."

"So-called chastity never means under the skirt."

"In Tang's eyes, Li Jinyu is not a disgrace, nor is she a representative of Northern Qi's cowardice and incompetence. On the contrary, she is Northern Qi's vigorous and tenacious vitality, Northern Qi's unyielding spirit, and Northern Qi's phoenix reborn from the ashes..."

Hearing this, Li Jinyu looked at Tang Ran and his eyes moved slightly.

She really wanted to say, what if the rumors were true?

She sent the bloody child to Chen State, and Chen State responded to her with all kinds of unbearable rumors.

People in the world cannot distinguish between true and false.

Li Jinyu has always disdained explanations, especially for those who already have ill intentions towards her, who are not worthy of her explanation.

On the way back, Li Jinyu asked, "Tang Ran, why did you speak for me?"

Tang Ran shook her head: "It's not for you."

Li Jinyu laughed at himself and did not continue the topic.

She added: "Okay, Tang Ran, tell me what happened in the past few years that I was away."

In fact, she knew everything, but she wanted to hear Tang Ran say it.

Even in Chen Country, she had heard of Tang Ran's bad reputation, which was simply beyond redemption.

Tang Ran was not shy about telling everyone what she had done.

Li Jinyu laughed till tears came out of her eyes, and couldn't help but say, "I can already imagine how upset those ministers and the noble families are."

However, she also felt a little envious.

Envy her tenth sister.

Even though she had participated in so many things, in the end, everyone wiped their hands for her.

"Tang Ran, what should I do to keep you safe?"

Hearing this, Tang Ran just smiled at her, then said, "Princess, we are at the palace gate, please go in."

Li Jinyu nodded and said that she would ask him to go horseback riding some other day. When she walked into the palace gate and wanted to look back.

A voice came from behind: "Keep moving forward and don't look back."

She suddenly burst into tears and ran forward quickly.

In front of her, her relatives were waiting for her.

-

Tang Ran was sent to prison.

There were thousands of charges collected.

Inside the prison, Xue Nanyin looked at him, her voice choked with sobs: "Tang Ran, what can I do to save you?"

Tang Ran was still as elegant and charming as ever, and had nothing to do with the rumored greatest traitor of all time.

He said: “I have achieved what I wanted.”

Xue Nanyin was silent for a long time and handed him a bottle of poison.

She would never turn him down.

Even death.

She was leaving and would continue to carry her medicine box and practice medicine.

Everything was just as if she had just returned to the capital, nothing had changed.

The only thing that changed was probably the death of a powerful treacherous minister, and everyone applauded.

There is no longer the person for whom she asked nothing but to stand quietly behind him.

But when Xue Nanyin heard that Tang Ran was beheaded, her heart trembled slightly, and even her hand holding the silver needle shook.

-

Li Jinyu made a fuss again and again, and even broke into the emperor's hall with a sword in the middle of the night.

"Li Changyi, where's Tang Ran?"

"died."

"Give Tang Ran back to me."

"Give Tang Ran back to me," she tugged at Li Changyi's dragon robe with a frantic look, "Give him back to me, give Tang Ran back to me, why did you let someone drug me, why can't I even see him for the last time?"

She broke down and cried, "I have nothing."

"Tang Ran is obviously such a good person. He is obviously the best person in the world."

Li Changyi was silent, and finally sighed deeply: "In this world, there are too many things that are beyond one's control. This is the path that Tang Ran chose himself. Don't you always want to know what happened that night? He said in person: Northern Qi needs a new life, and also needs a big event to wash away the impact of so many people who died in the war."

Li Changyi gritted his teeth: "He has never knelt before me, but that night, he knelt on the ground and begged to die."

If Tang Ran wants to live, he will find a way to save her.

But what lives in the world now is just a shell.

It was Tang Ran who suddenly died after hearing about Zhao Lianye's death.

Or it could be said that this path was chosen the moment Tang Ran decided to become an official.

"But... we can't let him die with this infamy."

That's what it says.

Digging up people's ancestral graves, breaking into the palace at night, bloodbathed the imperial palace, killing people like crazy...and so on, each and every one of these things, each one of them wrongly accused Tang Ran.

This is the most powerless thing.

-

After the tenth princess Li Wenqing found out, she continued to embroider the handkerchief, but it took her half a month to finish it.

As usual, her embroidery was impeccable, but today she looked and looked.

"Burn it."

The personal maid was a little reluctant, as the embroidery was so beautifully done. But seeing Li Wenqing's unquestionable expression, she still obediently threw it into the brazier.

She consoled him, "Princess, I'll bring you some new tricks some other day."

"no need."

Li Wenqing smiled, watching the flames gradually devour the flowers on the handkerchief, and said slowly, "No need, I won't need it anymore."

She thought she should say goodbye.

Should I say good partner, good confidant, or fiancé?

Li Wenqing felt a headache, rubbed it with his hand, and said, "It's getting late, I should go handle the case."

This was what Tang Ran fought for her. Although the official position was not high, just a small one, Li Wenqing was very satisfied.

Tang Ran gave her a way out, and she should set an example and create a way out for women all over the world.

Goodbye, Tang Ran!

I will continue to walk on this bright and shining road.

The thorns on both sides of the road are the path you opened for me with your blood.

-

Tang Yan disappeared for three years without saying a word. Three years later, he returned to the court.

His expression was resolute: "Your Majesty, I, Tang Yan, kowtow to you. Long live the emperor."

He said that the mourning period was over and he wanted to come back to continue guarding.

He wants to tell the world again and again.

How much did that young prime minister bear?

He wants to tell the world who the real saint is.

There was a lot of time, and he could take his time.

Could time go slower? He still has a lot of things to do.

Be gentle and compassionate to that person.

【Finish】