novel-bin Chapter 442 Repent
Chapter 442 Repent
"It's a coincidence that it's called 'Qingxin Academy'. It seems that it's useful for children to study. Otherwise, if they can't read, they're just as good as blind."
Fu Qiuyang walked out of the academy swaying, fanning himself, and his former suave, charming and dandy spirit returned.
In three months, he will be a groom, and it will be a time of great joy and happiness.
Being stared at and mocked by such a gorgeous man, even if it was just mockery, few people could stand it. Some women even blushed and rubbed the dirt with their toes, looking like young girls in love.
The boy who was hit on the back of the head looked at his mother aggrievedly.
"It was you, mother, who kept telling me that going to school all day was a waste of time and that I should do more work at home to earn some money.
I listened to you and stopped studying, but now you are scolding me and I forgot everything! Humph, you adults only know how to bully children!"
After saying that, the child ran away crying, and ignored his mother no matter how she called him from behind.
At this time, another young woman with a long face rolled her eyes, looked at Fu Qiuyang and said with a smile:
"Oh, Mr. Fu, you can see that the children are still willing to come to school to study. It is us parents who are short-sighted.
I heard people reading inside, why didn't you notify everyone? How about we send the children over tomorrow?"
The fan was closed with a 'snap' sound, and Fu Qiuyang grabbed the fan ribs and slapped it against his palm again and again. The sound was so crisp that it seemed to strike at everyone's heartstrings, and then they trembled.
"Humph, do you think this is a market, where you can come and go as you please?
What is being built now is not a village school, but an academy! The academy has its own rules, so don’t just stand at the door, go do what you need to do! "
Some people were unhappy right away.
“Why? Isn’t the school built in our village a village school? Why can’t we let the children in the village come to study?
Besides, aren’t all the students here from the village? Why can they come?!”
"Yes, yes, why? It's not fair for you to do this!"
"This academy is mine."
A cold and loud voice came from another place, and the person who came was Shangguan Qingyue.
The academy will officially open soon, and the shops in the city are also busy decorating and renovating. She has been so busy these days that she has almost no energy to appreciate the beautiful scenery in the village.
I finally squeezed out a day today, and took advantage of the fact that the pear blossoms have not yet withered to walk around and relax with Xuanyuan Yan by my side.
But I didn't expect to encounter such a bad thing at the gate of the academy.
"Oh, isn't this Xiaoxi? Oh, no, now you should call her Miss Shangguan. We are just asking, why are you so angry?" The long-faced woman said sarcastically.
Shangguan Qingyue would not tolerate it, and without even looking at the woman, he ordered the gatekeeper:
"If anyone comes here with nothing to do, just chase them away. If anything goes missing from the academy, it will be your responsibility."
The servant was just bought by Fu Qiuyang from the county town. He was a little hesitant to do things because of the relationship between the villagers and his boss. But today, with the boss's order, he was not polite.
When the host and his party entered the academy, the man immediately took out a broom from the gate and waved it vigorously left and right, shouting:
"It's time to sweep the floor, get out of the way quickly, if you don't get out of the way, it won't be my fault if you get hit! Oh, this floor is so dirty, it's really disgusting..."
Some people couldn't help screaming, but he pretended not to hear or see anything, and in just three or five moves he drove everyone away.
Because of the relationship between those women, the news that Shangguan Qingyue opened a school quickly spread in the village. Upon hearing the news, Li Shoucai sat up from the bed suddenly, then fell back down with a dizzy head.
Zhang cried out "Ouch" and hastily put down the medicine bowl in her hand. She helped the man up with great effort, and put the quilt behind him and pressed it against his chest one by one.
"Old man, why are you so excited? If you continue to torture yourself like this, are you going to survive?!"
When he finally recovered, Li Shoucai just kept muttering:
"Why? What's the point of doing this?"
Zhang was tired of listening and interrupted directly.
"Why else? That kid has been doing one thing since he came to our village, which is to find ways to make the villagers live a good life!"
Seeing her old man's disapproving look, she couldn't help but roll her eyes and snorted.
"Don't say anything. She's doing this for her family. If that's the case, why bother organizing a tour? Can't people just grow herbs themselves and sell them to the herbal medicine shops in the city?
Besides, the money earned from their two workshops is more than enough for the family to spend. Is it necessary for them to work so hard?
You, you are what is that called? A mean person! Yes, you judge others by your mean person! "
Zhang was also the most active one in going to the academy. At the beginning, she and Zhao competed with each other to see who learned better, and they worked very hard.
When she thought of this, she was filled with regret. Those days were so fulfilling and interesting!
Li Shoucai, who was standing aside, also fell into deep thought after hearing his wife's words. The past events flashed through his mind like a book, page by page, and he finally recalled the energetic self he once was.
He raised his dry and shriveled hands and found that they had several spots. Just a year ago, these hands could still lift a large bucket of water, but now...
A long sigh echoed in the room.
"I am indeed old and confused. When my old bones get better, I will go and apologize to Miss Shangguan in person.
Alas, how could I be so confused for a moment? ! "
Zhang finally breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but complain,
"You, when our Dalang wanted to follow the trend and take a concubine, if it weren't for your father-in-law who tried his best to stop him, you would have agreed long ago.
There are many villagers who are as confused as you! This mess still needs to be cleaned up!"
What Zhang said almost came true.
After the excitement of the parade gradually died down, more than a dozen women in the village suddenly went to the county government office together and asked the county magistrate to make the decision for them. They wanted to divorce their husbands!
Most of these people were female workers in the workshops. The remaining few were also good friends with these female workers, and their reasons for divorce were surprisingly consistent:
The husband favors his concubine and ignores his wife.
Zou Shiye has already brought his family to Dengzhou Prefecture to take up his post, and the current county magistrate is Wu Yong.
He was already a little overwhelmed when he first took over this job, and he was really scared when he encountered this situation today.
Ninety percent of these women came from Xiangxue Village, and the rest were from Shuying and Fangfei Village.
Thinking of what he had learned recently about the relationship between Miss Shangguan and these villages, he immediately became fully alert.
"I already know your purpose, so please tell me how your husbands favored concubines and killed their wives.
Pay attention, I want to remind you. If you make up something and it is verified, it will be a crime of slander and you will be punished by ten strokes of the cane. Do you understand?"
After saying this, he slammed the gavel, and the hall immediately fell silent. Even the curious onlookers were frightened and stood outside the corridor, not daring to move.
A dozen people held hands from beginning to end. After hearing the county magistrate's words, they looked at each other, and then the oldest woman in blue took a deep breath, let go of her hand, and took a step forward.
"Sir, I am Mrs. Xie, so let me speak first."