The heroine engages in introversion in another world and saves herself from becoming a big boss

Chapter 108 Mother’s Past (2)

Yesterday's poetry meeting ended.

There were no punches or kicks as people in Dingyuan City imagined, nor were there any harsh words among the literati.

In a cloud of smoke...it ended like this.

that's all?

Gone?

When someone asked about yesterday's situation, these scholars were silent at first, and then repeated Song Lanyi's words.

When you hear that sentence, the people are "one", the rest of the people, whether it is traders, soldiers, emperors, generals or ministers, they are all "two" and "three" derived from "one".

Even those who do good things can't help but remain silent.

At the same time, more scholars feel a sense of shame and shame.

They have grown so many years, but in terms of people's livelihood and running the country, they are not as good as a little girl.

This is indeed... a scholar's talk is harmful to the country!

When walking out of the teahouse, the scholar who had listened for a while suddenly remembered what Song Lanyi said yesterday.

These working people at the bottom have simple dreams.

Just enough to eat and warm clothes...

By some mistake, a scholar suddenly stopped the old man carrying the burden and asked, "Old man, what do you think your ideal is?"

ideal?

My father-in-law doesn’t understand these sophisticated vocabulary.

After the two of them made several gestures, the old man barely understood the meaning of this sentence.

He scratched his head and grinned, and his dark face was lined with grooves.

"Ideal? What ideals can we have? If my son can't study, I will plant more land, marry him a wife, and give birth to grandchildren or granddaughters, so that they can study."

The scholar was stunned and asked, "My granddaughter also wants to study?"

The old man laughed and said, "Why can't my granddaughter study? I think Miss Song is very good at studying. A woman can also be a pillar."

Scholars feel that they are worse than an old man.

Many people around me also fell silent.

Just because... what Song Lanyi said seems to be right.

After a long silence, a smile suddenly appeared on the face of a scholar, "Today I want to visit the nearby farmhouses. Is there anyone willing to go with me?"

They have been away from the broad mass base for so long that they have even forgotten... what are the people, what do they want, and what do the people... really look like?

As soon as these words came out, many students responded.

Making mistakes is not terrible. What is terrible is that after making a mistake, in order to cover up the result of the mistake, one, two or even more mistakes were made.

Time passes gradually.

Song Lanyi was still urgently preparing for the fourth level of Shanhaijing, working overtime to study, and by the way, she also took the Medicine Master to work overtime.

Whenever classes are finished in the dream space, Song Lanyi will continue to take out the Yin Yang family's classics and study them seriously.

When the heavy snow fell like goose feathers, Shuobei was once again covered with a plain color.

Song Lanyi was still wearing a green skirt, leaning on her waist, looking at the flying snow outside the window while understanding the annotations in the classics.

At this moment, there is quite a feeling of peace and tranquility.

Except...Song Hanhai is not here.

But, people can't be too greedy.

Song Lanyi was already very content.

Looking at this large house with four entrances, the courtyard is deep and quiet, and the corridor is winding. In the previous life, even if Song Lanyi sold it, it would be impossible to buy such a house.

At most, I will be a laborer for the rest of my life, and then I will have to bear a heavy loan to build a self-built house in the countryside.

The howling wind was mixed with the sound of snowflakes and ice crystals hitting the window lattice.

Under the eaves of the corridor, you can still vaguely hear the voice of Butler Wang.

"Oh, pillar, go a little further and you're sticking it crooked, crooked! Do you understand?"

"Xiao Lian, what kind of rice paste are you brushing? Why is it not even? The word "Fu" is all uneven when pasted on it. It's really your fault that you can't even brush the rice paste well!"

"Shu Mo, I'm not talking about you. Didn't you read a book with the lady for a while? Why is it that even the word "福" is pasted upside down?"

The little maid named Shu Mo felt helpless when she heard this.

"Master Wang, the word "福" is pasted upside down, so it's called "福". Don't you understand this?"

When Butler Wang heard this, he smiled, but he didn't dare to say anything after that.

Unfortunately, the true nature is still there.

He was born with a hard-working personality. After a while, he couldn't sit still anymore and started chattering.

Song Lanyi heard it funny in the room.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside.

When Butler Wang came back, he knocked on Song Lanyi's door with a happy face.

After Song Lanyi agreed, he stepped in and said happily, "Miss, I have sent you an invitation to the Chinese New Year Poetry Party today!"

Song Lanyi was silent.

Don't want to go...

What kind of poetry meeting is Lao Shizi again?

It's a completely ineffective social interaction. With Song Lanyi's homely personality, she would rather lie in bed and read a book.

Butler Wang didn't notice Song Lanyi's silence, he still looked cheerful.

He couldn't understand the words on the invitation, but looking at the red paper, he felt happy.

Butler Wang couldn't help but sigh, "Miss is more promising than me. I have been in Dingyuan City for so many years, but I have never participated in a poetry meeting..."

After saying that, Butler Wang saw that Song Lanyi still looked lazy, and continued to seduce, "Miss, the Ming Dynasty will attend the poetry gathering in Dingyuan City. You are in the limelight now, so if you don't go to the poetry gathering, you will

It makes people feel that they have failed Prince Ming."

It seems...it does make some sense.

Song Lanyi held the scroll, rolled over on his knees, and sighed faintly, "Uncle Wang, excellence is sometimes a mistake."

Butler Wang nodded with deep understanding.

you do not say!

Among people of the same age, who can be so thoughtful, cute, and smart?

Song Lanyi was embarrassed by his praise.

She blinked her eyes and looked through the window to the outside world.

The north wind blew, and the red lantern in front of the door swayed unsteadily.

Song Lanyi was fascinated and suddenly said, "Uncle Wang, I miss my parents a little bit. You have watched me grow up, can you tell me... my mother?"

Butler Wang was stunned, "Why do you think of asking this, young lady?"

"I just want to hear it."

Butler Wang's expression was a little complicated, "This matter is a long story..."

"The young lady's mother was once the daughter of the eldest daughter of the Xie family in Chen County."

Just this sentence made Song Lanyi stunned.

Although in today's Daqian, the power of the family has been greatly weakened, but as the saying goes, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse.

Compared to a commander like Song Hanhai, the entire Xie family in Chen County is like a giant.

So the question is, how did her father, such a poor boy, marry her mother?

It's not that Song Lanyi despises her father, it's just the fact.

Song Lanyi didn't need to guess at all to know that there was something fishy in it.

She combined the various tricks brought about by the explosion of information in her previous life, picked the most outrageous one, and asked tentatively, "Could it be that...my mother is not actually the eldest daughter of the Xie family in Chen County?"

"how do you know?!"

Second update today~

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