Sitting on the restaurant, looking at the noise outside, the weather is very good today, and many hawkers walking the streets and alleys are more relaxed, and the selling land is more energetic. Liang Jian picked up a steaming xiaolongbao with chopsticks, and blew over and over again while watching "New Crane Fu" that has been spreading around recently. The whole article is more than 3,000 words, but it is not as long and smelly as the old woman's footcloth. People like her, who are accustomed to looking down and don't even have the patience to read the title of the official account for a slightly longer time, not only read it with relish, but also feel that it is reasonable.

Not long ago, Zhaojing began to encourage women's schools to be opened in various places for women to study. The majority, especially the literati, was particularly opposed. I think this is redundant, and a woman's lack of talent is virtue. Yuan Xi came out to refute, the books of the ancients and sages told this group of people to read into the dog's belly, and the sage said that 'women are not talented and argumentatively virtuous.' The shot for women's right to study was fired. In the past month, there have been impassioned accusations from literati that spitting stars can stone people to death. The Xuanwu Gate did not back down, and followed the argument, and my Dao Sect was secretly building propaganda for them and guiding public opinion. The two sides quarreled, and this "New Crane Fu" added to the fire.

"Xie Yaohuan has something, he has good skills, and his articles are well written!" Liang Jian sighed and admired, compared to this article, the xiaolongbao in his mouth didn't seem to taste so good. Yan Shi took the song "New Crane Fu" and said undeniably, "Well, it's really amazing." ”

In terms of martial arts, he is the first in the world, but he is only a scholar, he only knows a few words and can read books. All his life, he was fighting for revenge; practiced martial arts, so he neglected to read.

The literati of Beili are particularly fond of writing fu, and they prefer to write a long article about their knowledge rather than poems, which require more careful scrutiny of the words, and as long as there is a brilliant sentence in a few thousand words, then this fu is excellent. But how do you calculate it? Then you have to lean on the unfathomable, as long as the writing is more profound, and it is better that few people can understand it, the more advanced it is. Therefore, literati often write fu for the sake of writing fu, and they can also write flowers when they see the old woman washing clothes. The literati always felt that they had to scold something to reflect their eclectic style, but they were afraid of the soft and the hard, so in the peaceful years, they scolded the Ming Jun, this is not that, and they scolded the common people under the violent faint king. This group of people often climbs each other in groups, thinking that they have found a confidant like a mountain and flowing water, and appears in front of people like a celebrity, so that the literati who are willing to tell the truth are squeezed into a corner and no one cares. He used to think it was ridiculous when he looked at this group of clowns, and the fu they wrote was thrown aside by him like garbage.

But this poem is not as boring and boring as I have seen before, obscure, and the words on the fu that I read before seem to be so cramped, and some of the words he has not seen have been seen, and he is uncomfortable to read. This article is easy to understand, and it is very well organized and clearly structured, and he can understand what it means at a glance. This is easier to circulate than the obscure articles written by literati who think highly of themselves.

It's just ......, Yan Shi's eyes looked at the bustling people outside with some sorrow, and his face was a little gloomy. Liang Jian seemed to see something, swallowed the xiaolongbao in his mouth, and said softly, "The road is long and the line is coming, and people's concepts always take a long time to reverse." Fortunately, we have time. ”

"Hmm," he replied absentmindedly, but the worry between his brows eased a little. Zhou Wenjun ran over in a hurry, almost bumped into a little er with a teapot, she was busy making amends and then walked quickly to them and poured a few sips of good wine, Song Bingzhu followed closely behind, patting her on the back gently, afraid that she would choke, and she had to say a few sarcastic words, "Slow down, it's like being chased and killed." ”

Seeing that Zhou Wenjun couldn't speak for a while, the two turned their eyes to Song Bingzhu, and he shrugged his shoulders very tacitly and said, "Xuanwumen is going to hold the Crane Altar in Kyushu Pavilion this time. ”

"How did she look like she's seen a ghost?" Liang Jian looked at Zhou Wenjun Lian a little red, his forehead was still sweating, the broken hair on his forehead was a little messy because he ran too quickly, this looked like he had been picked up by a dog, Song Bingzhu fluttered and didn't hold back his laughter, "She, she was clamoring to go to the Kyushu Pavilion to inquire about the situation, but she went the wrong way and read the wrong words on the plaque to enter the Jiuqu Pavilion, and when she went in, she asked people for wine." Hearing this, Liang Jian gritted his back molars and pinched his thighs, his face was red, and he could barely restrain his smile. Jiuqu Pavilion is a famous green building here, after entering the wine to buy the girl, because the wine is expensive, the more girls to buy, the better, this is a tacit rule. She also walked in by mistake before, and it turned out to be embarrassing.

"How did I know...... Zhou Wenjun's face was still red, and he muttered unconvinced, "You didn't go in too, and you still talked about me." ”

"It's strange that two places have similar names." Liang Jian quipped, seeing that Zhou Wenjun's face was not very good, she smiled and changed the topic, "Xuanwumen's trick is good, should we go and have a show?" ”

"It just so happens that I want to join in the fun," Zhou Wenjun's face changed suddenly, as if the sky was sunny after a rain, and she said a little excitedly, "I must say it well." Song Bingzhu smiled and gave her a haircut, and sighed helplessly, "Then I'll go and see it too." ”

The four of them looked forward to it for many days, and finally the Crane Altar was held as scheduled in the Kyushu Pavilion, with bookcases on both sides and full of people. The field was quiet, the two sides glared at each other, the air seemed to be frozen, and it looked like a mountain rain was about to come. Finally, Yuan Xi began to attack first, and the atmosphere on the field became enthusiastic after a while, even too hot.

"It's useless for women to study, but they all have to get married, and if they learn some women's training, they can teach each other husband and children, and it is enough to serve their in-laws well."

"A woman can only teach her husband and children? Joke! Wen Youzhuang Jiang, Xie Daoyun; Wu has a good woman, and Gou irrigation; Women are never confined to the house! ”

"There have been so many powerful women for thousands of years, what is there to brag about?!"

"Why several? It's because you keep instilling the remark that women don't need to study, never give them equal opportunities, and those with blades laugh at the defenseless for being weak, which is a big joke! ”

"Admit it, women are inherently weaker than men."

"Is it," Liu Yueming snorted disdainfully, and smashed a bookcase with her bare hands, and the mahogany bookcase immediately shattered. The literati who had just retorted were immediately silenced. Liu Yueming took out a silver ingot very heroically and threw it to the shopkeeper, smiling as if he was demonstrating.

The literati's side was much less aggressive, but they were unwilling to be compared like this, so a voice came from the crowd, "Where did you get this money, you didn't rely on men to get it!" ”

"Oh? There must be evidence when you speak, you want to slander others with empty mouth and white teeth, is this the text, people, wind, and bones? Things are so valuable that they have been verified, and words are not abandoned, claiming to be literati, but they don't know where they have read? The pursuit of the spirit of sages on the lips is actually filthy inside, which is just a fame and reputation. Yuan Xi sneered.

The man wanted to refute, but if he refuted and couldn't come up with evidence, it would be Yuan Xi's words, but if he didn't say anything, he would lose again, and a group of people were stumbling for a long time. A literati couldn't stand it, "It's useless for women to study, their learning ability is weak, but they waste their teachers, it's better to let men come if they have this resource." ”

"Is it useless for a woman to study? When I see you, I know it's useful," Zhou Wenjun couldn't listen to it anymore, these literati were so unreasonable, and it was useless for a woman to read over and over again, she crossed her waist and said, "If your mother is studying, you will know how much it should be to give birth to such a heartless person as you, your mother is not a woman?" Is she a weak learner? You're so filial. Her tone was extremely sarcastic, and the literati's face was ugly as if eating flies.

Everyone debated for several more hours, and in the end, it was the Xuanwu Gate side that won. This also led to the development of girls' schools, which now have several large and small schools in almost every city.

The emperor's side also followed the legislation, and the women gradually gained some rights, but this was only the beginning......