Quick Wear: Under the Skirt, All Beings Are Equal

Because of this incident, he offended almost half of the ministers, who have been secretly trying to trip him up these days.

Why are you thinking of opening girls' schools now? Is it because those scholars and officials said that girls have not learned the Four Books and Five Classics, do not understand national affairs, and cannot understand current affairs, so you want to open girls' schools?

"Well, I've thought about it."

Nan Yusheng's eyes were clear, and his white jade-like face did not show any expression, except for a gentle ripple that slowly rose in his deep eyes.

He promised one person that he would do his best to protect what she wanted in her heart and let her see that women should be lively and have thousands of states, and should not just stay in the backyard to take care of their husbands and children.

He still has a lifetime left, and he can slowly shut up those stubborn people and solve the problems they raise until they have nothing to say.

Lin Xu looked at his elegant figure walking slowly. He was tall and slender, with proper manners. The jade pendant on his waist made pleasant sounds with his movements. His every word and action was a model of a gentleman in the world.

At that time, he had not yet arrived, but he was already the top scholar with many red sleeves waving at him, and the first top three scholar since the founding of the country. But now he is doing things that are destroying his future.

He had also heard about the marriage between Nan Yusheng and Miss Zhifu. Some said that the Regent had stolen her love away, while others said that Miss Zhifu was greedy for money and gave up the marriage to get married to the powerful Regent.

There are rumors about both of them. He worked under Nan Yusheng, and he was rarely heard talking about it during his free time when they were drinking and chatting.

Just once, everyone spoke up for him and said a few words to Miss Zhifu, and introduced their own sisters to him. He suddenly turned cold and cut off contact with many people.

"She's very good. I don't mention it because I don't want others to know her from me. If you say bad things about her and slander her in front of me, then we are not the same kind of people. There is no need to drink this wine anymore."

Chang Qing walked around for a while, watching the night gradually darken. A clear moon was hanging in the sky, lonely and alone, with no stars around it. All around him were happy people.

Everyone held sky lanterns, wrote down their wishes on them, and prayed devoutly for the coming year. Listening to the sound of bells and drums from tall buildings, everyone released the sky lanterns in the hope that the gods could see them.

On the banks of the Luoyan River, sky lanterns are all rising up, disturbing the scenery of the entire city of Chang'an. There are also lanterns that are bright or dim, reflecting the lights in the sky, floating down along the river, sending lovesickness to the distant hometown.

Chang Qing didn't write anything, and then lit a lamp. She looked up, her eyes sparkling with the bustling world, and a trace of compassion that no one noticed.

I only hope that we will meet sooner or later in spring.

Suddenly, a sweet female voice was heard.

"Brother Fuheng."

Princess Changle lifted her skirt and trotted to Ye Fuheng. When she saw the wound on his forehead, she couldn't help but be a little surprised.

"Brother Fuheng, who hurt you?"

Ning Yunzhi's eyes were misty with heartache, and she reached out her hand, wanting to touch Ye Fuheng's face.

"I fell by accident."

Ye Fuheng calmly turned aside and avoided her hand. Even though he was extremely powerful now and even the young emperor would give him some face, he could not do anything to the Princess Changle.

Ning Yunzhi saw him avoiding her. Her palm-sized face was unhappy, and her watery eyes, innocent and pure, dimmed in an instant: "Brother Fuheng, don't you want to see me?"

Ye Fuheng shook his head gently: "Yunzhi, you think too much."

There is really not much sincerity in this sentence.

Ning Yunzhi acted as if she didn't feel anything. She smiled with her eyebrows and eyes curved, and her two dimples were particularly cute: "I know that Brother Ye Fu is the best. He is different from my old man."

She seemed to have thought of something, snorted coldly, and then started talking to Ye Fuheng about what had happened to her during this period of time.

"You have no idea how miserable I have been during this period. My father hired a nasty old maid to look for me. She was very fierce and kept punishing me and hitting my palms. She prevented me from coming out to see you."

She simply ignored Chang Qing who was standing beside her, and only spoke to Ye Fuheng. She stretched out her hand to show Ye Fuheng that her delicate white jade palm was red and had some minor wounds.

"Brother Fuheng, it hurts."

Chang Qing took a look and thought that normally, the nanny shouldn't have beaten him like this. Even if he was injured by someone else, the wounds shouldn't have been in this direction and distribution.

If I'm not mistaken, this should have been done by Ning Yunzhi herself.

Ning Yunzhi was also a yandere girl who loved Ye Fuheng. On Ye Fuheng's wedding night, she sent someone to kill him, wanting to take his body back to get married.

As a result, the prince who liked her secretly sabotaged the marriage, and Ye Fuheng and Zhi Jinhuan's marriage went on smoothly.

The prince also reported this matter to Prince Ning, which is why Ning Yunzhi was imprisoned for so long.

When the new year came to an end, he heard that the Regent Prince and his wife were deeply in love, and Prince Ning felt sorry for the hardship his daughter had suffered during this period, so he released her.

Chang Qing felt sympathetic for two seconds. This woman was a yandere, and her admirer Li Wenyong was also an out-and-out yandere.

Everyone really wants to kill her.

Thinking that Ye Fuheng is now her nominal husband, she should act jealous, otherwise how can she continue the play in the future.

Chang Qing's face suddenly turned cold. He stretched out his hand and gently placed it on Ye Fuheng's arm. He said calmly, "My husband, the ointment you gave me last time was very effective. When we get back, why not have someone send it to Prince Ning's mansion."

Ye Fuheng felt a sharp pain in his arm. He lowered his head slightly and saw that Chang Qing's expression was a little cold, which made him feel a little sweet in his heart.

She is jealous, does it mean that she cares about me?

Thinking of this, Ye Fuheng felt much better and said gently, "Okay, I'll do as you say."

Ning Yunzhi looked at the two of them with a fake smile, almost biting her teeth to pieces. A hint of murderous intent flashed across her eyes, and then she looked at Chang Qing and Ye Fuheng as if nothing had happened.

She had met Zhi Jinhuan before.

Zhi Jinhuan's grandfather was the Prime Minister, a powerful figure who had served in three dynasties, and her father was a Grand Secretary. Naturally, her status among the noble ladies was also very high, second only to a few others.

Even after the Prime Minister passed away, no one dared to neglect her.

The two had met several times at the flower-viewing banquet. At that time, almost all the noble ladies in the capital came, and they were all well-known figures. As for some minor officials, only the eldest daughters could attend, and when they came, they all sat on the periphery.

If you really count, the last time the two met was two years ago.

Now when she saw her, Ning Yunzhi looked at Chang Qing quietly for a while. The emperor of Chang'an had no shortage of women with stunning looks, including Ning Yunzhi herself, who had been praised since she was a child.

But only when I really saw this person did I realize how beautiful her skin was and how stunningly beautiful she was.

Even though she was a love rival and even though she hated this person, she had to admit that the title of the most beautiful woman in the world was not false at all.