The sunlight made people unable to open their eyes, and the young man riding a horse stopped and looked at the girls in the stands.

Jiang Chi's injury has only healed for a while. Now he is not as good as Han Shi when playing polo again. He is still silent with a gloomy face.

My companions knew that he and the new Han Shi didn't like each other, and Polo lost to others again, so they must be unhappy and wanted to say something to comfort him.

"Don't think about it anymore. Let's go to the stands to drink tea, and it's getting hotter and hotter this day.

There are so many little ladies watching polo today. There is one who is so beautiful. I haven’t seen her before."

As he said that, he patted Jiang Chi's arm and signaled him to look in that direction.

Jiang Chi turned his head and happened to see Han Shi folded a wild flower and handed it to the woman in the stands.

The hand holding the reins tightened and his eyes widened.

The companion muttered again: "Isn't this the prince's man?"

Come find your sister..."

Before he finished speaking, he was shocked to stammer again.

"I... no, who is this... this woman?"

Jiang Chi didn't move, looking at Xiaoman in the dazzling light, but saw her shook her head, as if she had rejected what A Si had handed forward.

For some reason, he felt a sense of relief at this moment.

At this time, I thought of looking for Jiang Yuefu again, but I couldn't see anyone anymore.

Jiang Chi greeted his companions and rode his horse out of the grassland.

Xiaoman stood in the stands and looked down at A Si. He raised his head and stubbornly presented the jade hairpin, saying, "This is the order of the prince. The subordinates dare not refuse to obey. If the girl does not accept it, the prince will definitely punish him."

He had known Xiaoman for a long time, and knew that she was soft-hearted and afraid of trouble, so he could do less.

She leaned over slightly and indeed reached out to take the guardrail.

Only then did Ah Si leave with confidence.

Han Shi pursed his lips, as if he was thinking about something, and then asked her after a moment: "Does Xiaoman want to learn to ride a horse?"

He raised his head, the sweat beads on his forehead shone brightly, and a tiny light filled his eyes.

She actually didn't want to ride a horse, but nodded in a silly way.

"This hairpin..." She looked at Han Shi, as if asking him what he should do.

"Since it was given by the prince, please keep it."

Han Shi knew in his heart the relationship between Xiaoman and the prince, but he also knew that Xiaoman would not return to the prince now.

The crown prince is the king and he is the minister.

Now that I am not qualified to fight with the prince, but if Xiaoman's heart is not on the prince, it will be easy to say.

Zhou Gongyu is the crown prince. Even if he likes Xiaoman, he may not be able to be the position of Princess Xiaoman, and he will not be obsessed with her alone.

No matter what happens in the future, at least he cannot retreat because of this.

Xiaoman was about to leave, but Bai Yan pulled it back, and said with a cold face: "No."

Han Shi realized that the sun was shining today, and Xiaoman's eyes were afraid that they could not bear it, so they couldn't help but feel lost again.

"It's a pity that such a good weather."

Then he said, "You are still Bai Yan, you are caring, it's all my fault that I even forgot about this."

Bai Yan sneered in her heart.

Xiaoman also smiled and said, "It's okay, I forgot it myself, but Bai Yan reminded me to remember it."

She leaned forward, and a ray of light shone on her face through the umbrella surface, her eyes were clear and clear, and the flowing luster was like amber.

Soon Bai Yan pulled her back with her eyes squinting, and her tone was impatient: "Eyes."

"I know, I know."

When the figures of the group gradually disappeared from the horse farm, Zhou Gongyu leaned against the tree, looking at the position she was standing just now and was in a daze.

In a moment, another person appeared in his sight.

There is a yellow wild flower on the ground, which has fallen on the ground and is half wilted.

Jiang Chi walked straight away, stopped in front of the wild flowers, stepped on the soles of the wild flowers, and crushed them hard into the soil.

Zhou Gongyu narrowed his bright eyes slightly, and his eyes looked at Jiang Chi became colder.

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A few days later, Han Shi started to interact with Zhou Dingheng for some reason.

Xiaoman also began to do his own business.

Jiang Susi thought that the things that women learned were unreliable, so when she saw that she insisted, she stopped persuading her. Instead, she gave her many books and also made a list of famous scholars in the capital, asking her to try to see if she could recruit a teacher for the academy.

Xiaoman was just a little girl with no fame and wealth. No one even said a harsh word to her in the county magistrate's office. Suddenly, he said something like she wanted to do a female school. He was known but he didn't know how to be ridiculed.

Han Shi was worried that she would not be able to withstand the troubles of others and could not withstand the empty blows of a bamboo basket. After persuading her kind words several times, she refused to listen, so she finally let her go.

Xiaoman and Bai Yan spent the whole month visiting famous scholars in Beijing, and heard all the cold words along the way.

"Female school?

It’s ridiculous. There are only men studying in the world, so where does a female education come from? It’s simply a reversal of yin and yang, which corrupts morality.”

"A woman only needs to learn the female commandments in the boudoir and recognize the words.

Why do you need to take care of your husband and children?”

"What kind of study is not studying for the imperial examination? I'm talking nonsense..."

"Let me teach a female gangster?

It's simply delusional!"

"A woman has no talent and virtue. Isn't it a waste of talent to run a female school? Let's say that this female school will inevitably show up in public and its reputation will be detrimental to..."

These people all said that she was delusional, and some even beat the table and argued with her, as if asking them to teach a woman was a great shame.

After hearing countless blows and ridicule, Xiaoman gradually felt depressed. For a moment, that even shook, thinking that Han Shi might be right.

But in just a moment, these people's words made her more and more understand that in their words, women only have one way of living and should stay at home docilely. If they have other thoughts, it would be contrary to ethics.

Then she must have gone against the rules, but she lived a comfortable life...

Standing in front of a wooden door, she raised her hand and wanted to knock on the door, but her arm stopped in the air and did not fall.

The Confucian scholar's words that mocked her just now were still in his ears. He let her be tenacious in his heart, and after so many consecutive days of frustration, he still felt timid in his heart.

Xiaoman slowly put down his hand, unable to hide his loss tone, and said to Bai Yan: "Why don't we go back."

Bai Yan glanced at her and knocked on the door by herself.

"It's been so many times, and this one is not bad."

Xiaoman pursed his lips and forced himself to smile again.

The door creaked and opened, and a boy opened the door.

"Is Mr. Lin here?

We are here to visit him.”

The boy looked at Xiaoman and nodded, "Come in."

The ink fragrance lingers in the hall, and the green bamboos in the garden are blown by the breeze, all of which are elegant.

The bamboo shadow was printed through the window on Old Lin’s white Taoist robe, and behind him was the screen of a plum crane. Although he was old, he was not hunched.

The wrinkles on the face are like the gullies of mountains and rocks, old and sultry.

"What's the matter, let's talk about it."

As soon as he spoke, his tone was not as difficult as it was on his face.

Xiaoman bowed and informed the purpose of the trip one by one, and repeated it with the words he said countless times.

Even she felt that she was going to be sarcastic again, and she couldn't help but lower her head and wait for Mr. Lin to speak.

Then the expected words did not come for a long time, just a gentle sigh.

This sigh was helpless, but there was no intention of ridicule.

Xiaoman raised his face in surprise. Old Lin's eyes were not cloudy, but still had a sharp edge.

"I'll ask you, why is this?"

She didn't think much about it, and told the truth: "There are more choices for women."

"What about your choice?"

Xiaoman shook his head: "I don't know yet. Maybe he is traveling all over the rivers and mountains to see the scenery he has never seen before."

"Then what does your choice have to do with girls' school?"
To be continued...