The Heroine’s Route is Wrong

Zhao Qingyi's recovery from illness was originally a happy event. She wanted to "start work" again, and regularly went to the garden with a few other sweeping girls every day to clean.

In fact, Zhao Qingyi doesn't think the cleaning work is so hard and tiring.

In modern times, Zhao Qingyi does not fully agree with an online argument.

It is said that white-collar workers or other types of work can enjoy sitting in an air-conditioned room all day long. How can sanitation workers fail to make their own part? The world is unfair to sanitation work types.

It seems that this kind of argument is standing on the commanding heights of political correctness, that is, standing on the position of the working people. You can express your grievances by contrasting what you see. They have neglected that any job is a laborer.

Everyone has the right to improve their academic level, but different individuals have the difference between diligence and laziness in their youth.

It must be more difficult and hard to learn high maths and theoretical physics with a high concentration of energy a day than for a person to sweep the streets for four hours a day.

Except for those who are too good to inherit the family business, they can lie on the achievements of their parents. Most white-collar workers suffer from sweat and pain when they study as a teenager, and are basically higher than those of sanitation workers. The rest are rare geniuses, so there is no such great pain.

Zhao Qingyi is deeply moved, at least for her, the work of sweeping the garden is much lower in intensity, difficulty, and risk than the work she has done in previous lifetimes.

What embarrass Zhao Qingyi now is not sweeping the garden, but another major event. After a few days of work, she didn't notice the first day. When she found an abnormality the next day, she thought that the soul and this identity were not well integrated, and she would recover in a few days.

But by the fifth day of work, the wind-cold was completely cut off, and she hadn't recovered from this problem.

That afternoon, after she finished her work, she quietly came outside a pavilion, looking at the plaque on the pavilion and the couplet on the pillar, she was still shocked.

She is illiterate!

She dignified Professor Zhao Da, the shadow queen gambling king, scholar empress dowager, world champion, Premier Zhao, the king of the king, and the queen of the game are actually illiterate!

She clearly knows that she has a beautiful belly. This plane era is a post-Tang dynasty. It must be written in Chinese characters, but she just can't help it.

System Ball Master suddenly said in her mind: [You have to be illiterate in this life. You have set up and handwriting barriers. 】

Zhao Qingyi: [Why? ! 】

System Qiujun said: [The original owner hates Li Qingyue's translation, what poetry and literature, I want to see: even if she is the world's most talented woman, you can swell her face with an illiterate posture. Even if you are illiterate, you are still noble, and no matter how many books she reads, she is still lowly. 】

[Isn't this pitting yourself and me? ] Zhao Qingyi was dumbfounded.

System Master sighed: [Since it is the knot of the obsessive person, you will understand everything with your heart. If you untie her heart knot, you will have a chance to clear the handwriting disorder. Just the sauce, I'm leaving. 】

What else could Zhao Qingyi say, so she had no choice but to find a step to sit down, empathize with the original owner, and recall her memories.

Because Li Qingyue occupied her identity and got the best poetry education, she was a talented girl since she was a child, and she was favored by the Zhang family.

Before revealing the truth, she also interacted with Cao Jiang's poems, and agreed.

After Zhao Qingyi got married, because Li Qingyue's temperament that is one point better than the real daughter came from the so-called "have a poetry and book temperament." Because of the contrast between talented daughters and fake daughters, the real daughter was ridiculed by everyone, her mother was disappointed and missed the fake daughter, her husband was despised, and her mother-in-law was incompetent.

Is it her fault that fake daughters don’t make sense of poetry and books? Why use this to make her lose everything gradually.

She wanted to prove that, without relying on a few sour poems, without relying on Li Qingyue's twitchy grace, she can compare Li Qingyue with her head high.

In the final analysis, there is a brute force and stubbornness under the cowardly and weak appearance of the original owner: it is not my fault, and I firmly oppose the consequences for the wrong. It's not my fault that I don't understand poetry and books. You don't condemn the crimes of harming others, but you come to laugh at my illiteracy. I don't accept it! I'm illiterate to show you, I'm better than her! Every ridicule has to make the most responsible person pay the price.

Zhao Qingyi sighed long.

The original owner is really a stubborn fool.

There are two kinds of hate in this world: one is really hate; the other is jealousy. The former is absolutely repulsive and does not want to follow suit; the latter desperately wants to replace them with roles and exchange roles so that they can enjoy everything about the person they are jealous of.

The original owner really hated Li Qingyue for taking advantage of his "talent" and didn't want to be a "talented woman" all his life.

I was really sitting in a daze, but I suddenly heard the sound of footsteps, but I saw a maid and four maids walking here with a very beautiful young woman. The young woman was dressed in a snow-blue skirt, with a azure jacket and a white silk, with a temperament like an empty valley or orchid.

Zhao Qingyi couldn't help being stunned. She had asked herself to completely accept all the emotions of the original owner. At this moment, she was not excited when she saw Zhang.

She had a complicated mood of admiration and resentment. If she hadn't taken Li Qingyue back with her soft heart, she would not have died even if she was ridiculed. And Zhang always lamented Li Qingyue's cleverness and comprehension of what she meant, and disappointed her, like a sharpest three-sided bayonet, piercing the original owner's heart to pieces.

But those who may be just human nature for a kind-hearted and grateful woman, a daughter who has carefully taught her for thirteen or four years, how could she have no feelings?

But why, all the evil consequences must be borne by her?

Mother, mother, because you gave birth to me, so I want to use my life to fulfill your normal maternal love, and return the blood and bones you bestowed it?

If you want me to die, how can I not die?

The despair of the original owner before death, like the ghost of the night, crawled into his heart, trying to drag her back to hell.

She couldn't help stretching out her sleeves and wiping the tears that came out, but she couldn't help it even more without expecting a touch.

Zhang originally considered the account books of the family mansion, and was a little bored, but the spring was just right, so he walked around the garden.

When I arrived at the Hongying Pavilion, I saw a little maid sitting under the pavilion crying and wiping tears.

"Girl, what's the matter with you?" Zhang sees her crying pitifully. Although her housekeeper is strict but not offenders, she has always been kind, so she approached and asked.

The girl raised a face with teary eyes, but seeing her clean and delicate, she seemed to have known each other.

Zhao Qingyi got up and said, "Please peace to my wife."

Zhang smiled and said, "Why have you been wronged?"

Zhao Qingyi knelt down and said, "The slave servant dare not be wronged. The slave servant just remembered the mistakes he had made before, and was deeply apprehensive."

Zhang asked Grandma Zhao to help her up and went into the pavilion together. She sat down and asked, "What mistakes can you make at such a young age, so terrified?"

Zhao Qingyi then broke the lady's piano because of her curiosity, and was punished to kneel for two hours and told her about four days of illness.

Madam Zhao said, "Bold slave-maid, if you make a mistake, you still want to tell your wife that she is wrong?"

Zhao Qingyi is "illiterate". Fortunately, "illiterate" did not delay her play well, so she knelt down and said clearly: "Madam Mingjian, the slave servant has no intention of this. The slave servant knows that his life is low and it is far not worth a famous piano. I only blame me. My mother is a person of low fate. She often said to me that in the Hou Mansion, you must not be lost in the wealth of this Hou Clan, and you must keep your duty. My mother said: I am a humble fate, and I can't enjoy a bit of wealth. I was punished to kneel, and I touched the noble thing with a slightly mustard body and broke the blessing. I must not be resentful. My mother also asked me to swear an oath. If I give birth to a trace of greedy lady that does not belong to my wealth, I When they were born, they were prostitutes, and everyone would do it; when they died, there was no whole body, but the corpses were eaten by wild dogs. After death, they were reborn as dung pit maggots. People slaughtered together."

Zhao Qingyi loves and resents Zhang, she will not be a sweetheart before she meets each other, and then after she meets each other, she can completely replace Li Qingyue emotionally. She was originally Zhao Duo's biological daughter. Whom does she need to replace?

However, she was not reconciled, and she also wanted Zhang to take a look at the reverse of right and wrong, who ruined her in her life. Also dug a hole for Yuniang mother and daughter.

The Zhang family couldn't help being taken aback, and Mother Zhao said, "How can you little maid say such scary things?"

Although Zhang was taken aback, he thought that she was still young and felt a little pity, and said, "What is your name, and who is your mother, who made you take such an oath?"

Because Yuniang was afraid that the truth would be revealed, she let "Lianxiang" be a third-class maid, not letting her wait in the courtyard of the lady and the wife, so Zhang was still seen when she was younger.

Zhao Qingyi said: "Ms. Hui, the servant's name is'Lianxiang', and her mother is'Yuniang'."

Zhang cried out and said, "It turns out it's you kid, get up quickly, come over and let me take a look."

Zhao Qingyi walked over, Zhang clan pulled her to look, looked closer at the wonderful eyebrows, and felt more predestined, took her hand and said, "How do I feel familiar? When you were young, I even hugged you!"

Zhao Qingyi pretended to be puzzled, and was not moved by her close words. Speaking of being close and loving, holding hands like this would make her feel distressed when she first met. However, all passions are not long-lasting. She will eventually be disappointed because she is illiterate and stupid. Her standards are too high to understand that a girl who has been illiterate for thirteen years is not the best age to learn in a short time. Learn all the knowledge and the hard work of the noble lady, piano, chess, calligraphy and calligraphy.

Zhao Qingyi blessed the body and said: "Slaves and maidservants can't afford it."

Zhang looked at her in the attire of a third-class maid, and sighed: "Yuniang is also too cautious. She has an affair with me. I wanted her to set up some fields, protected by the Hou Mansion. Please invite some tenants, yourself. She can also live well. She is paranoid and wants to enter the mansion to do things. At the beginning, I couldn't help her. If you don't want to be a maid, it's inappropriate. If you want to learn piano, you can't pay."

Zhao Qingyi said: "I promised my mother not to be greedy for these. These are things that young lady can do."

Zhang looked at the stubbornness in her eyes, and sighed secretly in his heart. There were some things she couldn't say clearly to an eight-year-old girl.

Then Zhang ordered Mother Zhao to go down and give four plates of snacks to "Lianxiang" and let her go to her house. The matter was also revealed.