When a girl changes into a blue veil, she is no longer a child who can play around the street at will. She wants to embroider, she wants to be elegant, and she wants to marry a good man.

Just like the people of the rivers and lakes who practice martial arts, the scholars who read, the actors sing in the morning, the blacksmiths smelt steel, and the children in their teens have to start refining the skills to live for their future.

The difference is that the boy is pursuing his dreams, while the girl can only pin her life's hopes on the husband she has never met.

She didn't even dare to expect herself to be his only one.

Even though the Great Zhou is enlightened, women have a lot less constraints than other countries, but after all, those desirable battlefields only belong to men.

Where there is darkness, there is always light.

Because the darker it is, the brighter the glimmer of the rice.

At that time, Yibei was tamed into a loyal dog by fate, and finally saw the light in the years when she enshrined the three virtues of women as her life beliefs.

It was a breezy spring day, and a smile that she had never seen before suddenly illuminated her.

"Hey, are you listening?"

Yibei looked at her radiant appearance, and all the happiness was written on her face: "Uh-huh, and then what?"

The girl, who was two years older than her, held a flower in her hand that was tortured to death, spun the sword twice with the flower, jumped from the height, and then said with an indifferent face: "Vulnerable." ”

"So handsome!" Yibei covered her face with her hands and stared at the girl intently, as if her eyes could burst with fire.

The girl changed her cold temperament, and quickly climbed to Yibei's side, covering her face with both hands, but looking out of the sky: "Yes, yes, the empress is so handsome!"

She looked at the sky, as if the Great Dragon Empress in her mouth was waiting for her in the vast world outside the eaves.

Yibei looked at the girl, as if the latter was Ye Yuqingtang standing in front of her.

Those who look at the scenery will eventually become the scenery in the eyes of others in the hazy years.

That girl is a famous embroiderer. The famous embroidery in the south of the Yangtze River is not only luxurious and elegant, in the roundabouts, the green silk is interspersed, the dragon and the phoenix are played, and only the famous artists who have been immersed in the industry for many years dare to claim to have such craftsmanship. This young girl is a rare handsome, and at the age of more than ten years, she was recognized by celebrities, and even alarmed the government and the opposition.

Even though the imperial family of the Great Zhou Dynasty never accepted folk tribute, her works are still famous in Beijing, and they are very popular, and even brought a lot of grain taxes in Jiangnan, only two horses embroidered every year, and Jiangnan Province can pay less than 10,000 loads of grain.

It is said that only the most noble people can wear her embroidery.

It is precisely because of her embroidery that she has replaced many taxes in Jiangnan that the Jiangnan market is prosperous and abundant.

Jiangnan Weaving invited her to enter Beijing, specially for the embroidery of the ministers, but she refused on the grounds that the two elders were unattended.

Later, she rewarded her father and brother as officials, but she also found an excuse to refuse.

I finally understood that those reasons were just excuses for taking into account the dignity of the court, after all, filial piety was an irreversible reason for the emperor.

She has no intention of glory at all.

What exactly does she want?

At first, no one knew, but then she told Yibei that she just hated Exiu.

If it weren't for the benefit of the people of Jiangnan, she would have given up this business long ago.

"Why does embroidery have to be a woman's business?"

Who can answer her? Who would dare answer her.

Just lost her mind for a moment, and she told the anecdote of the Great Dragon Empress again.

She said that her dream is to become a general, fight on the battlefield, and defend her family and country.

Or, as a swordsman, brave the rivers and lakes, and act chivalrous.

Or, take a champion, self-cultivation and governance, and learn from the past to the present.

Only, I don't want to be an embroidery girl. In this world, there is no shortage of embroidery girls with outstanding craftsmanship.

What is missing is a woman who is not enslaved by men.

Dalong can have an empress, why can't Da Zhou have a female general?

Yibei had a kinship in her heart, and suddenly thought that she couldn't refute the phrase "a woman enslaved by men".

Whether it is a relative or a neighbor, as long as it is a woman, the ultimate destination is to serve men.

"How fortunate it is for the Great Dragon Empress to be able to do this, she must be favored by God. However, there is no shortage of heroes among women in my Great Zhou, and the one who forced back the god of war in Jialou with a sword is not the head of the martial artists of the young generation in the Great Anniversary. It is also thanks to her that she was fortunate to meet General Nangong, so she would not be secretly cast by Mingzhu. ”

Yibei sighed casually, but she didn't want to anger the girl, and said: "Nangong Nangong! How can a man have any good things! Do you know that when Nangong and Lord Cistanche first met, he asked Lord Cistanche to be his sword." He treats her like a plaything in the palm of his hand!"

The girl was sad and angry in her heart, her words were regarded as a great rebellion by others, only Yibei was willing to open her heart to cater to her, I thought I had met a confidant, but I didn't expect her to still rely on a man in her bones.

Women's hearts are always extremely sensitive and can't withstand the twists and turns of an inch. In the days that followed, the girl never came to Yibei again. Yibei was also annoyed by her anger, she just said something that all women in the world would say, why did she have such a big temper, it must be that this talented girl has been praised a lot, no one in her eyes, pampered and arrogant. I am also the pearl of the palm of the family, how can I bow my head to find her.

But she never thought that many years later, if there were many years later, she would bow her head and flatter her husband with a false smile.

How thin people are. The intersection between people can withstand a few bad words.

The minutiae of firewood, rice, oil and salt, the gossip of sesame mung beans, the world can know how many mountains and seas can be wiped out by that unintentional mistake that thinks it is insignificant.

How selfish people are!

It can also be seen that a sentence of sorry requires a lot of open-mindedness.

People who know their mistakes and admit their mistakes are so precious.

There are many rights and wrongs in the world, but because everyone only sees what they can see, they think they are right.

What is right? I am accustomed to seeing the light, and say that the night is terrible and dangerous. How do you know how life born in the dark night is how to face the scorching sun!

Who knows, which goodbye will become eternal.

Yibei didn't know, when she was young, she didn't know how to worry, and she wanted to say goodbye.

So when she heard the news of the girl again, there was only a sad voice.

On the day of her wedding, the gifted girl nailed herself to the Kasumi cloak she had made with her own hands with sixteen needles, and finally found an eternal liberation.

The in-laws are well-known eunuchs in Jiangnan, and in the face of the girl's death, they only pointed at the girl's father and scolded the bad luck.

Her mother's family cried at her grave: "You white-eyed wolf! I gave birth to you for 20 years, and you repay us like this!

The villagers in the south of the Yangtze River are favored by it and pay less taxes. At this time, she was even more angry on the streets, she died by herself, and she had to pay so much food in the future, but how could she live.

Everyone was saddened by her death.

But no one felt sorry for her.

What is her dream?

What is her anger and joy?

Who ever cared about her feelings.

Do you know how magnificent a person's heart is.