at night.

Lu Chaochao checked on the situation of several disciples: "I will rest in the village for a day tomorrow. My soul is unstable after leaving the underworld..."

She never rested at night, passing her spiritual power over to wrap up her disciple's soul.

late at night.

Suddenly the cry of a girl came from the quiet mountain village.

But soon, as if someone had covered his mouth, the voice fell silent.

Lu Chaochao frowned and stood at the door, Zhui Feng turned into a big furry dog ​​and squatted at her feet. Xie Yuzhou raised his index finger to his lips and shushed, and they quietly walked to the next door.

"Zhu Mo, take good care of Shanshan and the others at home."

They seemed to be discussing matters in the ancestral hall.

Everyone in the ancestral hall was quarreling under their breath, while the village chief sat in silence smoking a dry cigarette.

"Who had the bad idea to let a loser go to school for free? If she goes to school, who will cook, wash, feed the pigs, and do the housework?"

"Zongbao is the root of our family, why should we let someone lose money go?"

"I disagree."

"Yes, village chief, we don't agree!"

"I heard that in the academy there are not only great Confucians who teach for free, but also monks who teach techniques. As long as you learn a little bit, your life will change in the future. Such a good thing, do you get to lose money in your turn? Why do they? If you marry in the future, you will be an outsider. , I don’t agree.” Everyone refused with a stern face.

Great Confucianism, I heard that scholars outside have grabbed thousands of taels in order to grab a seat.

And what about practice?

They dare not think.

When the practice technique was first spread, almost everyone practiced it. But there are only a few who can truly break through the shackles and embark on the path of spiritual practice.

As long as there are one or two, they will be picked up by the government and rise to the sky in one step.

They dare not think about such a thing.

If one person can really come out, it can be said that one person has achieved enlightenment, chickens and dogs ascend to heaven, and the whole village will follow him. I am afraid that he can go sideways in a small county.

"But this matter is an order from the capital. If found out, it will be a serious crime of deceiving the Holy One." The village chief hesitated.

"Students outside are desperate to go in and study. Do you really want to give this opportunity to a dead girl?"

"I have an idea."

"We are recruiting girls. It is difficult to tell the gender of a child based on his age. All we need to do is pretend that our family's treasure, Tianze, is a girl."

"This is a girls' school. Can't we take off our pants for inspection?"

"And when we take girls to the academy, the village chief guarantees it. As long as our whole village keeps their mouths shut, the children won't reveal their secrets. Besides, boys are very precious, can they really hurt our sons just to make money?" It's a matter of course.

"I want to go to school, I want to go to school...let me go, I want to go to school..." Zhao Di was lying in the corner and eavesdropping, but when she saw everyone trying to take the place for women, she burst into tears on the spot.

But his mouth was tightly covered, for fear of waking up the nobleman staying next door.

Almost the whole village gathered in the ancestral hall. At this moment, Mrs. Wang gave her a hard look: "You can beat your father to death and still want to go to school, bah."

"Village Chief, if I don't have any children at home, how about I sell my spot as a concubine to a male child in the village?"

The young woman behind her gritted her teeth: "Mom, Zhaodi is my husband's only bloodline, why not let Zhaodi go to school, Zhaodi..."

The old lady turned around and slapped her hard, causing the young woman to stumble.

She didn't even sit for a day after giving birth, so her constitution was already weak.

"roll!"

"Turn around and look at the village chief. I have only one request. Give me the money!"

The village chief pondered for a moment and then nodded.

The young woman immediately burst into tears: "You are disobeying the Holy Will. Who are you to deprive girls of their opportunities? The Holy One doesn't mind women, so why are you?"

"I must seek justice for Zhao Di."

She immediately stepped out and walked out the door.

But with a look from the village chief, a young and strong man blocked the door of the ancestral hall.

"Lock her up and don't let the children go to school."

After saying this, the two women were imprisoned.

At night, the whole village was awake.

They were all busy dressing up each Tianci as a girl.

The next day, before dawn, the village chief drove the children into the city in an ox cart.

On the bullock cart, there were several little girls sitting with their heads held high. The little girls looked around with a somewhat haughty expression.

Zhaodi was carrying a huge basket on her back, and the weeds behind her basket bent her back.

"Zhaodi, just raise pigs at home. You deserve to raise pigs for the rest of your life...I will enjoy your blessings for you."

"A loser wants to learn Dharma and study under a great Confucian scholar. What a sweet dream."

"All the cheap girls in the village have to be sold for money."

"When I come back after learning my skills, I'll let Zhaodi ride on my horse, hahaha..."

Several 'girls' raised their eyebrows proudly.

Just as he finished speaking, he saw a noise coming from next door to the ancestral hall.

The village chief glanced at the 'girl' on the bullock cart, and they immediately sat obediently on the cart. Zhaodi's chest kept rising and falling, and her eyes were full of tears but she didn't dare to fall.

"Zhao Di, I heard that today's children's school registration, why don't you go?" Xie Yuzhou asked.

Zhao Di wanted to speak, but the village chief immediately answered: "There are always people at home who can do things. Zhao Di has a sister at home. This person was sent by her grandma..." He pointed to the 'little girl' sitting next to her. .

The 'little girl' smiled and said nothing, fearing that she would hear the difference in her voice.

"You nobles, have a good rest. If you want to leave directly when setting off, I will take my children to register first." After saying that, he drove the ox cart and left.

The gods on the carriage all walked out of the village on the blood of the girls in the village.

Probably fearing that Zhaodi would say something, the villagers shouted, "Zhaodi, why don't you go home quickly, your grandmother is calling you."

Zhaodi, however, looked at Chaochao, her beautiful skirt and clean pink shoes.

The villagers were a little anxious and glared at her fiercely: "Zhaodi, why don't you go home quickly!"

Zhaodi asked carefully: "Can I touch your skirt?"

After saying that, her face turned red and she lowered her head in shame: "Yes, I'm sorry..."

Chaochao held her calloused little hand: "Of course. If you like it, how about I give you one?"

Zhaodi was ashamed and yearning, she gently touched her skirt and quickly withdrew her hand: "My hands are rough and will scratch your skirt. I... I don't want it, I don't deserve it." After saying that, she turned around and left in a hurry.

The villagers secretly breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that she didn't say anything.

Lu Chaochao's expression was gloomy: "Prepare a few suitable skirts." Not worthy? Soon, you will be worthy.

The villagers were eagerly waiting, and wandered around the village entrance without any intention to do anything during the day.

They all understood that girls' education would be the way for poor families to change their fate.

It was not until the evening that the creaking sound of the oxcart came from the village entrance.

And accompanied by hoarse crying.

"They are back." As soon as Xie Yuzhou entered the door, Lu Chaochao withdrew his hand that was conveying spiritual power.

As soon as he finished speaking, the village heard a cry of grief.

"God damn it, my dear grandson!!!" When the woman saw the scene on the oxcart, she cried shrilly, and then she sat on the ground, slapping her legs and crying loudly.

"My son, what happened?"

"Zongbao!!"

"Tianze..."

Under the oxcart, dripping blood spread. (End of this chapter)

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