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In the eleventh year of Chongzhen, winter.

Hangzhou West Lake.

Broken bridge, clean house.

Taoist Wang Wei in grass clothes is tending his garden.

There are not only flowers and trees in the garden, but also some vegetables. She first knocked off the snow on the vegetable leaves, then went to inspect the flowers and trees, and then picked up the broom to clean the yard.

Wang Wei is forty-one years old this year. His father died when he was seven years old. The tribe dominated his family property and sold Wang Wei into a brothel.

At the age of fourteen, Wang Wei started his business and went boating in Nanjing, Suzhou and Hangzhou.

After a small amount of savings, Wang Wei suddenly disappeared, clothed in robes and bamboo sticks, traveled to famous mountains and rivers, and wrote a book "The Story of Famous Mountains".

At the age of eighteen, Wang Wei admired Mao Yuanyi's talent and character, and married Mao Yuanyi as his concubine at the same time as his friend Yang Wan. Mao Yuanyi prefers Yang Wan, and Wang Wei feels increasingly alienated, so she chooses to leave alone.

At the age of nineteen, Wang Wei came to Hangzhou and met the talented Tan Yuanchun.

Wang Wei fell in love at first sight and took the initiative to pursue her.

Tan Yuanchun did not take the initiative, did not refuse, and was not responsible. As a famous prostitute, you can play for fun, what do you do at home when you marry her?

Wang Wei suffered a serious illness and left Hangzhou to visit famous mountains.

Returning to Hangzhou again, Wang Wei became a nun and escaped into Buddhism, calling himself "Daoist in Grass Clothes".

"Bang bang bang!"

The courtyard door knocked.

Wang Wei put down the broom and opened the door to welcome guests.

But he saw Wang Mingran, the son of a rich merchant, standing outside the door, and there were more than ten scholars behind him.

Wang Mingran, a wealthy businessman in Huizhou, donated his righteousness to save money, and liked to make friends with celebrities and prostitutes. He and Wang Wei have been good friends for many years. Hearing that Wang Wei became a monk, he immediately built a house by the West Lake and gave it to Wang Wei to concentrate on practicing Buddhism.

After Liu Rushi broke up with Chen Zilong, she threatened to marry someone more talented than Chen Zilong. Wang Ranming also came to comfort her, persuading her not to be sad, and later facilitated the marriage of Liu Rushi and Qian Qianyi.

What Wang Mingran really likes is the female painter Lin Xue.

After getting old, Wang Mingran still went to Fujian to look for Lin Xue from thousands of miles away, and the two reunited with wrinkled faces.

"Everyone, please come in." Wang Wei said together.

Women living alone have to earn living expenses, Wang Wei, who is 41 years old, naturally cannot sell herself again.

In fact, after she bowed to the Buddha, she cleaned herself up. But there are often scholars who come to visit, do not drink alcohol, only drink tea, recite poems and compose Fu, talk about the past and the present.

It is equivalent to a social platform for celebrities, and it is very high-end. Without a certain status and fame, it is impossible to come here to consume.

If you are talented, Wang Wei won't charge you a penny, just treat it as a free hotel.

Wang Mingran introduced: "This is Huang Ying, a well-known scholar from Jiangxi."

"I've met Mr. Huang." Wang Wei saluted.

Xu Ying cupped her hands and said, "I have admired your name for a long time, and I am honored to meet you today."

The rest of the scholars were not introduced.

Wang Wei felt very strange that these scholars were all wearing Confucian shirts, but they were all carrying long swords.

Not a scribe sword, but a two-handed sword.

Wang Wei invited them in to add firewood to the clay stove to make tea. He took out more than ten futons and spread them on the ground for everyone to sit cross-legged.

"How are you doing recently?" Wang Mingran asked.

Wang Wei replied: "The day before yesterday, I caught wind and cold accidentally, and I have recovered. Why haven't I seen you in the past two months?"

Wang Mingran said with a smile: "I have been traveling in Huyang with Huang Xiandi, and we have not been in Hangzhou."

Wang Wei became more and more curious about this "Huang Ying", thinking that it was the son of some high-ranking official, otherwise Wang Mingran would never have paid so much attention to it.

Xu Ying took out three books, all of which were the latest editions, one called "Datong Collection", one called "Datong Female General Records", and the other called "Datong Travel Notes".

Passing the book over, Xu Ying asked, "Have the female mages heard of such books?"

Wang Wei nodded and said, "I've seen "Da Tong Ji"."

Xu Ying smiled and said, "Master, you can read "The Record of the Female Generals of Great Harmony"."

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Wang Wei glanced at the crowd and saw that no one was talking, so he curiously opened "The Record of the Female Generals of Datong".

It took two quarters of an hour for Wang Wei to finish reading the book, and suddenly felt uneasy. If she had been twenty years younger, she would have left everything behind and immediately went to Jiangxi to seek refuge with Zhao Han.

Closing the pages of the book, Wang Wei asked, "Mr. Huang belongs to Zhao Tianwang?"

"Of course." Xu Ying smiled.

In Yangzhou and Zhenjiang, Xu Ying's identity is almost semi-public. Not only was there no danger, but he was treated with courtesy. This change came after Zhao Han captured Guangdong and Hunan.

These ten or so sword-carrying men were all from Fushe before.

Whether it is the Donglin Party or the current Fushe, the main members are merchants and middle and small landlords. There are also big landlords and big businessmen, but the proportion is very small.

After the theory of Datong was spread, merchants and small landlords liked it very much, because "The Collection of Datong" was also their appeal.

These swordsmen are all small landlords, and now they are all Datong members.

They followed Xu Ying all over the place, and practiced sword formation in their spare time. When encountering arrest by the government, encountering bandits and gangsters, he directly draws his sword to greet him. So far, he has never suffered a defeat.

Wang Wei asked curiously, "I'm a nun, why did you come to visit me?"

Xu Ying said, "Please write a letter."

"To whom?" Wang Wei asked.

Xu Ying replied: "Mr. Shi Min (Mao Yuanyi)."

Wang Wei was startled, then smiled wryly.

Mao Yuanyi was her real first love, and she married Mao Yuanyi as a concubine for several months.

Mao Yuanyi fought in Liaodong and was Sun Chengzong's right-hand man. He also went to the south of the Yangtze River to raise warships and strengthen the Liaodong Navy. He once led more than ten cavalry to protect Sun Chengzong from breaking through.

This man is both literary and military, with "Nine Studies and Ten Parts" for literature, and "Wu Bei Zhi" for martial arts. "Wu Bei Zhi" was called "the encyclopedia of military science" by later generations.

At this time, he was in Fujian and was demoted to the guard post.

In history, after more than a year, the Tatars entered the customs again. Mao Yuanyi asked to lead troops to serve the king, but was obstructed by the powerful, and died of grief and drunkenness.

Wang Wei asked, "What to write?"

Xu Ying replied: "The tragic situation of the various prefectures in the south of the Yangtze River has been written truthfully."

"Zhao Tianwang wants to attack Fujian?" Wang Wei asked again.

"Sooner or later." Xu Ying said ambiguously.

Wang Wei asked again: "Why not let the Mao family write letters?"

Xu Ying sighed: "The Mao family has too much land, and it will definitely be divided in the future. I went to visit, but not only closed the door, but even reported to the county magistrate to arrest me. Sigh, I was very embarrassed at that time."

It was quite embarrassing, Xu Ying's swordsman, hacked to death and wounded more than a dozen yamen servants, and was frightened to learn that the county was in embarrassment and fled back to the city.

Wang Wei got up to get a pen and paper, and wrote hundreds of words eloquently.

Xu Ying took the reading and said with emotion: "Good calligraphy, good literary talent, I am not as good as that."

According to Fujian businessmen, the officers and soldiers in Fujian have long lost their fighting spirit due to the previous defeat in Jiangxi. Only the guards and navy guarded by Mao Yuanyi have become the strongest army in Fujian after long-term training.

Persuading this person to surrender, Fujian will get half of it and get this military theorist.

Wang Wei got up again to refill tea for everyone, held up the teacups and said, "Replace wine with tea, and respect the righteous men."

"Please!" Xu Ying raised her glass.

Wang Wei asked: "Jiangxi women, are they really as recorded in "The Record of the Female Generals of Datong"?"

Xu Ying said with a smile: "Not only that. Under Zhao Tianwang's rule, three-year education is slowly being popularized. Even children in the mountains can study for three years for free. Girls and boys are generally the same."

"Girls can also enter the school?" Wang Wei asked in surprise.

"Of course," Xu Ying said, "many gentry and rich families believe that men and women are inseparable, so they raised money to set up girls' schools. In girls' schools, sirs and students are all women. Women's enrollment not only has to learn poetry, but also You can study the Four Books and Five Classics. Zhao Tianwang's wife is a teacher at Saomei Girls' School, specializing in teaching "Four Books."

"Saomei girls' school, sweeping eyebrow girls' school," Wang Wei repeated, his face full of envy and longing. Immediately, she said sadly, "Unfortunately..."

Xu Ying said with a smile: "There is no need to regret it. If the female mage returns to vulgarity, she can also go to Saomei Girls' School as a teacher."

"I used to be a prostitute, can I also be a husband?" Wang Wei was a little excited.

"Jiangxi, Hunan, Guangdong, there is no difference between good and bad," Xu Ying said, "The female mage forgot the "Record of the Female Generals of Datong"? Many of the women in it were also prostitutes. As long as they don't commit crimes, they will be good once , is a good citizen. If the female mage wants to go to Ji'an, I can send a boat to escort her and write a letter of recommendation to King Zhao."

"That's it!"

Wang Wei suddenly took off her nun hat, revealing a bald head. She threw her hat on the ground, and said sonorously, "Eating fast and reciting Buddha's name, there is nothingness. I can't stay idle. I have been reciting Buddha's name for more than ten years, but I haven't understood the profoundness of Buddhism. It's better to go to Ji'an and be a dignified person!"

Seeing these words and deeds, Xu Ying immediately praised: "A real woman is also a hero!"

Wang Wei is really a soft-hearted person. A sixteen or seventeen-year-old famous prostitute suddenly closed her business and went on a trip alone. After running out of money, he returned to business and discussed with his good sister to marry Mao Yuanyi together. Realizing that Mao Yuanyi had no feelings for her, he left alone again. In the end, I met a heartbroken man, and went directly to Buddhism to become a nun.

Such chicness is rare in the world.

Wang Wei sat cross-legged on the futon: "Master Huang, I really like to hear about Jiangxi affairs again."

Xu Ying pointed to "A Tale of the Great Traveler": "Mr. Ms., you can read this book. Although this is a novel, it is all adapted from real people and real events, and only a little legend is added."

"Well, I'll see for myself," Wang Wei asked, "When can I go to Jiangxi?"

Xu Ying said, "After the beginning of spring."

Wang Mingran suddenly smiled and said: "See you next time, this grass-clothed Taoist is a schoolgirl."

Wang Wei was generous, and teased himself: "Maybe I'll see you next time, I'm already married as a wife, and I've been the continuation of some beloved man."

"Hahahaha!" Wang Mingran laughed.

Xu Ying stood up and cupped her hands: "Madam, I will take my leave."

Wang Wei stayed and said: "Let's go after eating, I'll ask the restaurant to bring over some food and drinks."

"No, see you again, Ji'an." Xu Ying still has things to do. He came to Hangzhou not long ago, he had just settled down with his family, the intelligence contact point had not been built yet, and he was going to visit Liu Rushi today.

Wang Wei sent them to the door, and went back to the room to read "The Great Traveler".

As I read it, I feel the joys and sorrows of the characters in the book, and I look forward to the life in Jiangxi more and more.

Suddenly tears rolled down, and she wiped her tears while laughing and talking to herself: "It's really like a fairyland on earth. If there is a book in ten thousand, I can live a dignified life in Jiangxi."