Facing Chu Yunjin's persistent gaze, Li Congyuan felt weak for no reason, and this current court elder who had dominated the officialdom for decades had to avert his eyes.

Your Majesty's imperial edict, which had been recited for several days, was not in good taste. Li Congyuan also read the copy. He was also surprised because the imperial edict was more like a eulogy for his nephew and nephew. He thought for a long time and thought about how he expressed his gratitude to His Majesty. He knew that it was probably because of his kindness to Chu Jiyuan that he specifically asked Gao Yuqian to write such a letter, which could also be regarded as His Majesty's appeasement.

But at this time, he felt that he was probably wrong.

But I felt strange in my heart, and I really didn’t understand where I had gone wrong.

"A daughter like this is a hundred times better than any successful husband." Mi Xinlan sighed, took the hairpin and put it properly in Chu Yunjin's hand, "Ajin, to be fair, today I I didn’t intend to say these words. Your father is in the holy family, and he sees a bright future. He will not worry about joining the palace in the future. If your mother died like this, he feels guilty and will not treat you badly. If I really care about your future, so I should be the icing on the cake, crying about your mother's kindness and gentleness in front of your father, so that he can remember your mother's kindness and also remember you."

How many women in the world take care of their husbands and their families, but then die early and depressed?

When people talk about it, they just cry for her, cry for her virtue, cry for her kindness, cry for her - they miss the good time of their husbands.

Yes, virtuous and virtuous women are like leaves on branches, falling to the ground layer by layer, being washed away by water, covered with soil, and eventually turned into mud, nourishing each and every man with a bright future.

Men are like a very precious tree, they need wind, rain and a woman's nourishment. If they suck a woman dry, they will be replaced by another woman.

The first wife's natal family will not be affected either. After all, everyone wants to take advantage of the prosperity of that "tree" to reach high places. If the tree grows really well, they won't even have time to mourn their dead daughter, sister, aunt, etc. On the contrary, they have to find a way to be tied to the "tree" again, and to do this, they even have to marry the man's step-in-law.

Even if, occasionally, they lower their heads and see the human flesh and white bones that have been crushed into mud, they will only sigh and say:

"Why worry, always think about your children."

The child who lost his mother was actually used by them to cover up their own conscience.

But what did they ask the children to do? They asked the children who had lost their mothers to coax their fathers to be docile and obedient, to fight for and grab, and to fight to become another "tree".

Having seen too many things, Mi Xinlan looked at them coldly, feeling only ridiculous in her heart.

If men are as gentle and reliable as they cherish, why do they let their children please their fathers?

If men are totally unreliable, what kind of lies are they telling their children and women?

"It's a pity that I can't be that kind of person after all." Mi Xinlan closed her eyes slightly and held the souls of Chu Yunjin, Su Er and Yao Dujuan in her arms.

"You want me to be the icing on the cake for others before Sister Yao's death. Oh, Lord Chu is just a mere censor of Youdu right now, and I'm afraid that's not enough. Ajin, don't worry, no matter what path you want to take, Auntie I'll bear it for you. If you want to be an official, you should be an official. If you want to earn a life for your mother, whoever dares to say one more word to you will have his aunt here and let him argue with me...

"You don't have to worry about Su'er's future. A few days ago, I wrote to my family about setting up a girls' school. In two years, when Su'er gets older, I'll just send her to my school and wait until she's fourteen or fifteen. She is so smart and smart, I don’t believe she can’t have a good future. No matter what you want to do, just do it with peace of mind.”

Mi Xinlan's words were really strong, but no one could fault her words. She was born in the Mi family of Nanyue, and her family's ancestral property was the famous Xianghu Academy. The students taught by Xianghu Academy were all over the world. She was present at this time. In addition to Li Congyuan, who was studying at Xianghu Academy and married the daughter of a mountain chief, there was also Shi Wence, who had been studying at Xianghu Academy for three years and was kicked out because of a fight.

The current headmaster of Xianghu Academy is Mi Xinlan's younger brother.

Therefore, by promising Su'er a future, Mi Xinlan not only

You can say it and you can do it.

"Sister Chu, if you want to be a female official, just go. Aunt Mi has protected Su'er's future, and I will protect your future! No, sister, if you want to take your mother's surname, then I should call you Sister Yao, Sister Yao, You do not have to worry about."

What Zhao Surui said was very reasonable. Didn't Shen Sanfei want a female official? He didn't believe that she could not be moved after seeing Chu Yuanjin.

Shi Wence listened and frowned:

"The issue of women's imperial examination is a major matter for the country. The niece of the Shen family should not say such things easily."

Zhao Surui turned around and looked at Shi Wence. This was someone he didn't like, and he couldn't help but snorted.

"I can say it, and of course I can do it. Master Shi doesn't have to worry about you."

He put his hands on his hips and didn't care what others thought of "her".

At this moment, no one cares what Chu Jiyuan is thinking, standing supporting the wall.

What does he think?

Is it important?

Isn’t the person who once regarded everything about him as the most important already sleeping underground?

After scolding Chu Jiyuan, whom he had never liked, Zhao Surui felt refreshed. When he climbed into the carriage, he felt that his legs and feet were strong.

After saying goodbye to Chu Yuanjin and Mi Xinlan again and again, he sat back comfortably in the carriage and suddenly heard a cat meow.

Zhao Surui was startled and almost jumped up and hit the roof of the car.

Twisting his body and looking behind him, Zhao Surui saw a very small cat, probably only a little over a month old. It was all white except for the top of its head, which looked like a black flower. It had round eyes and was looking at him. .

Tunan, who was driving outside, opened the curtain: "Girl? What happened?"

"Nothing, nothing." Looking at the palm-sized raccoon slave, Zhao Surui was happy. He reached out and was about to catch the kitten. The kitten raised its two paws in a defensive posture, but accidentally Just flip to the other side.

Zhao Surui laughed loudly.

Fortunately, there was a soft cushion in the car, so the kitten only fell on the cushion when it rolled out.

The four limbs are snow-white and the little pink claws are pointing towards the sky.

Zhao Surui pinched a small paw with his hand: "The cat next door is Yan Shangpeng. What is your name? Car thief? Huh?"

Compared to such a little thing, Zhao Surui has always preferred beasts such as ligers, tigers and jackals, otherwise he would not have built another elephant garden in Xiyuan. Now for some reason, he finds this little thing quite interesting...

"Car thief, don't you want to stop me? Stop me!"

Zhao Surui stretched out two fingers, poking the kitten's belly, pinching the kitten's ears, and forcing the kitten's four paws to work together. He smiled like a successful dog.

Because the cat was so playful, Zhao Surui didn't even notice when the carriage stopped.

The cotton curtain of the car door was opened, and Zhao Surui looked up with the kitten in one hand and looked out. He saw a "man" wearing a black cloak standing in front of the car, watching him play happily with the cat.

Seeing this person, Zhao Surui raised his eyebrows and sneered. The kitten in his hand swayed with its four claws hanging down:

"I knew you were going to come out today."

The person who came was naturally Shen Shiqing. Zhao Surui smiled, and she smiled too, but in a gentle and polite manner.

"There is a restaurant a few dozen feet ahead called 'Kouliuxiang', which makes fried winter bamboo shoots that are very delicious. It is in season right now, and the owner is very good at making roasted duck. He cooks it first and then grills it. The skin is crispy and tender, and the oil is rich. .”

What else is there to say? Emperor Zhaode naturally had to taste it to know whether this waste Shen had deceived the emperor again.

Lifting his chin, he signaled Shen Sanfei to lead the way. Zhao Surui had not forgotten that he had a kitten in his hand.

"Get a fish for this little thief."

Looking at the kitten and then at Zhao Surui in her body, Shen Shiqing nodded:

"good."

After a while, the two of them sat down in the small restaurant. The entire small restaurant was occupied, and everyone else was sitting a few feet away. Zhao Surui held the kitten in his arms and felt that the kitten was burrowing into his sleeve. He pinched the kitten's tail.

Seeing the cat's tail moving, Zhao Surui lowered his eyes and said calmly:

"Today, Chu Jiyuan returned to Beijing, and the Fu family and his son came to find him. Shen Sanfei, you are getting more and more courageous. You even dared to lend me my hand to train Chu Jiyuan."

Shen Shiqing was holding a teapot and pouring tea into the cups of the two of them. When she heard this, her tone was clear:

"Your Majesty is joking, I didn't expect that today would be such a coincidence."

"Didn't you expect?" Zhao Surui sneered again, "Didn't you expect that Qian Zhuo, the censor of Zuodu of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, would be in ruins? Or didn't you expect to use the Yao family to make Chu Jiyuan dare not say anything about the female officer? Or maybe you didn't expect , you didn’t expect that you could get Yao’s daughter to decide to take the imperial examination in this way? There are still some tricks you haven’t used yet, right?”

Chu Jiyuan originally said he would come to Beijing in a few days, but he suddenly came today without making any announcement.

The same goes for the Fu family and his son. It is not enough to let them know that the imperial court has re-promoted Chu Jiyuan. They must also let them choose today to cause trouble.

The various calculations involved are really unreasonable to outsiders.

As for when she started planning? Shen Shiqing lowered her head and smiled:

"Your Majesty, is there something wrong with what I have done?"

"A mistake? It's not a mistake..."

The roasted duck was ready and served. Zhao Surui followed the duck with his eyes and felt that he was hungry again. Coincidentally, the kitten with its head on the table also thought the same.

With a kick of his legs, the kitten jumped up.

First, he glared at the kitten hanging on his chopsticks, then let go of the chopsticks and put the kitten down. Zhao Surui then looked at "Emperor Zhaode" in the white dragon fish suit:

"Shen Sanfei, in the final analysis, you can only deal with gentlemen, not villains."

"Your Majesty is right."

Shen Shiqing smiled as she watched Zhao Surui clumsily fight fiercely with the cat for food.

"It is natural to punish a gentleman."

"A gentleman? Huh, do you think Chu Jiyuan can still be called a gentleman? Then who am I?"

"Your Majesty..." Shen Shiqing, who was always eloquent, thought for a long time before saying, "Your Majesty is a good teacher and helpful friend."

Zhao Surui rolled his eyes at the sky.

When he ate duck again, he felt a bit sour in his mouth.

How could he, Emperor Zhaode, be so humiliated by Shen Sanfei if he hadn't met by chance like this? Shen Sanfei would never be able to touch the door of Qianqing Palace in her life!

"Shen Sanbai."

"His Majesty."

"I didn't teach you to be so evil-minded."
Chapter completed!