Mrs. Zong chatted a few words, mostly asking about Zhao Lingling's life outside.

When the question was over, she changed the topic and said, "Girl, do you know the situation in our family? Your seventh cousin, can I talk to you on the way?"

Zhao Fuling nodded: "I only said a little."

Miao Lan interjected beside her: "The slave maid inquired, and only talked about their second room, and didn't mention much about the old woman."

Old Madam Zong sneered and said lightly, "I understand their thoughts."

The tone of the words was casual, but the majesty in them was very strong.

Zhao Fuling blinked, saying that she was at a loss and didn't understand.

The old lady of the sect saw it and said to Miao Lan, "Explain it to the girl."

Miao Lan nodded, and served Zhao Fuling a cup of hot tea, and then she spoke carefully.

Zong You is right, the current Zong family is the royal descendants of the Liu family of the previous dynasty. However, he stained his face with a little light, and the real royal descendants were not the men of their clan, but Zhao Fuling and her mother.

To be precise, it is the woman led by Mrs. Zong.

The royal descendant left behind back then is actually a royal princess named "Jing'an".

Princess Jing'an was a civil and military figure back then, but because of her status as a woman, she had no chance with the dragon chair. When she became an adult, she went out of the palace to build a mansion, and chose a horse to give birth to an heir, and finally watched their Liu family's country be buried in the hands of her desolate brother.

Princess Jing'an has a grudge in her heart, hating her brother's incompetence and her father's partiality, and hating the harshness of this world towards women.

Second, he hated the Li family for being disloyal and unjust, and rebelled to take away the Liu family when there was no one.

So all her life, she has been actively seeking to return to China.

It's just Princess Jing'an's concubine, but it's not as good and bold as her.

When he was in peace, he had a bit of a gentleman's bearing. When the war is in chaos, only despair and weakness remain.

In order to survive, the horse took the initiative to persuade Princess Jing'an to surrender, and Princess Jing'an stabbed her husband in a fit of anger and disappeared with her child.

Later, her children and grandchildren were passed down to Mrs. Zong's generation.

Miao Lan said to Zhao Fuling: "At that time, the men related to the Liu royal family could not survive, so the ancestors left a legacy, and the descendants of our Liu family all respect women. The Liu family's country was taken back, and it was also the woman of the Liu family who sat on the dragon chair and became the monarch. What men can do, we women can do."

Zhao Fuling was surprised when she heard this, and she couldn't help but think of Li Jingmo's aunt, the eldest princess of Jianyang who is still built here.

Isn't this another Jing'an princess?

The harsh systems and ideas of feudal society squeezed the value of women without pity, making them serve the imperial power and men. But no matter what, in the long river of history, there will still be women as dazzling as pearls.

For example, Princess Jing'an, such as the eldest princess of Jianyang.

They are not just fighting for royal power, but more like fighting for the rights that belong to women.

If they weren't forced to teach their husbands and children, if they weren't held hostage by the social environment, their lives would have been more than that.

It is better to be a famous general/army than to marry a man who is inactive and cowardly.

Zhao Fuling sighed: "The old ancestor is really admirable."

When Miao Lan heard this, she glanced at Mrs. Zong.

Zhao Fuling's emotion is sincere, and it seems to come from the bottom of her heart.

Seeing her reaction like this, Mrs. Zong's heart was half relieved.

I'm afraid, I'm afraid, this granddaughter of Du Miaomiao, like her daughter, is as simple and dull as her daughter, and it is easy to be fooled and deceived by others.

The most important thing is that if she herself thinks that women should be virtuous and virtuous and should serve men, then the old lady will not have much patience to teach.

Fortunately, I heard that Zhao Xiuming, although he is a scholar, is not pedantic, and he teaches her granddaughter well.

Mrs. Zong was a little satisfied, and her eyes looked at Zhao Fuling inexplicably kindly.

Miao Lan was still deliberate

He asked, "Don't you think it's ridiculous?"

Zhao Fuling raised her eyebrows and asked, "Where is the absurdity?"

Miao Lan said: "The old ancestor said that he wanted to revive the royal family of the Liu family, but he was scolded for being ridiculous. The women of our clan are in power, and they are also scolded for being ridiculous. The young lady should have seen it outside, and the status of women in this world is extremely low."

Zhao Fuling nodded, and her expression became serious: "If you want to break the rules that have lasted for thousands of years, someone must be the first to stand up and say no. Why, then, can't the first person to stand up be us? They say it's ridiculous because they're afraid of our success. But the more they fear, the more we should fight for what we deserve."

"Well said!" Mrs. Zong was excited, and slapped the table hard.

Miao Lan covered her lips and smiled, and her attitude towards Zhao Fuling was also much more friendly: "It is worthy of our old lady's sister-in-law, and her knowledge is much better than that of other girls in the clan."

Zhao Fuling pursed her lips and smiled, reined in her momentum, and became well-behaved and gentle.

"Listen to my aunt, are there other girls in Zhuangzi?"

A trace of contempt flashed in Miao Lan's eyes: "It's all a side branch, and it has nothing to do with our ancestors."

Mrs. Zong smiled and patted Miao Lan on the shoulder, and then explained, "Our family has a big business, and we can't do without marrying people and finding someone to support us. Your ancestor was still married for the second time, if she hadn't married for the second time, she wouldn't have been able to keep us and this business."

Zhao Fuling nodded, and said in her heart that it was no wonder.

It seems that this family is probably also left over from the previous marriage. If you really want to count the blood, I'm afraid the orthodoxy is the one of Ah Ling girl.

Miao Languo said a few more words, saying that this Zhuangzi is now surnamed Zong, all in order to hide people's eyes. After all, if the Liu family is too public, I am afraid of startling the snake.

But the real master in this family is still Mrs. Zong, the daughter of the Liu family.

After that, Miao Lan also turned her head and asked the old lady Zong, "Old lady, the young lady's surname is going to be changed now, right?"

Mrs. Zong nodded and looked at Zhao Fudaoling: "In our family, we all follow your mother's surname, and you will be called Liu Fuling in the future."

Zhao Fuling doesn't care about this, she is not really a Ling girl, she just wants to find out the news of the Xia Zong family. The surname Zhao or the surname Liu has no effect on her.

After nodding her head, Mrs. Zong pointed out a few maids to come and asked them to serve Zhao Fuling every day.

The grandfather and grandson were sitting, and someone from outside said, "Old lady, the third master is busy over there, and he said that he wanted to come over to meet our girl. The Seventh Young Master also said that he hadn't seen you for a long time, and he wanted to come to see your old man."

The smile on Mrs. Zong's face, when she heard this, immediately disappeared like the autumn wind sweeping away the leaves.

"See me or do you want to do it to my good grandson? I sent them away, my girl is tired all the way, and no one can bother her today."

The maid went to pass the word, and Zhao Fuling was secretly observing the old lady Zong.

Seeing that Mrs. Zong was looking over, she hurriedly asked, "Grandmother, I heard that the third ...... Uncle is born today, so I want to go over to celebrate my birthday?"