Chapter 310: Insulting the Master and Destroying the Ancestors

On the first day of Miao Wangyue's appointment, he received a "Great Scholar's Inauguration Gift" from the Crown Prince.

The four treasures of the study are essential, and the two small courtyards next to the academy were also decorated overnight, with a style similar to that of the Miao family.

Only the bookshelf was still empty, waiting for the Miao family's collection of books.

The windows are double-glazed, bright and clean, making people feel happy just by looking at them.

Miao Wangyue was very satisfied.

The moment she stepped into Yingchun Girls' College, she was shocked by the scene before her.

Many peasant girls in plain clothes are earnestly learning embroidery, weaving and tailoring clothes...

There was also a strange table with an iron lump with wheels, a needle at the other end of the iron lump, and a pedal underneath.

The women just had to step on the pedal, and the needle would move up and down like a chicken pecking at rice, and the fabric underneath would move forward.

The two pieces of cloth were sewn together like this...

Miao Wangyue was stunned!

What is this thing? How can it be so magical?
Normally, it would take a woman a long time to sew a piece of cloth stitch by stitch, but it was completed in just one breath?!
If this is the case, who will sew clothes stitch by stitch in the future? !

But what Miao Wangyue couldn't understand was that there was such a powerful thing here, but on the other side, there were still needlework ladies in the palace teaching women how to make needlework smoother and smoother...

Is it still necessary?
The needlework lady who was in charge of teaching needlework stepped forward and bowed quietly: "Greetings, Dean Miao."

Miao Wangyue was in a daze for a while: the last time he heard someone call him that was when he was calling his own father.

Have I become Dean Miao too?
She calmed herself down, pointed at the machine and asked, "What is this? Why do I need to learn to sew with my hands when I have this?"

The needlework lady responded respectfully: "This is a sewing machine, a machine used to sew fabrics for clothes. It is very fast..."

"These needlework ladies are trained for the palace's weaving department."

"The machines will mainly be used to make clothes for the palace and aristocratic families."

"Made by hand, mainly for the Gentiles, clothes of precious materials..."

"His Royal Highness said that foreigners pay more and want to make it by hand."

"The clothes I make can be sold at a good price, and I can also buy more sewing machines and beautiful, thick and smooth floral fabrics..."

Miao Wangyue didn't quite understand, but she was deeply impressed: "Your Highness the Crown Prince is also concerned about this?"

Is he too busy then?
The needlework lady smiled and said, "Your Highness does not need to do these things personally. Your Highness's people are in charge..."

Miao Wangyue thought about it for a moment and realized: it was probably Miss Xiao who was looking for this method again.

I think most of these profits eventually went into the national treasury under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Revenue.

It's not easy for the Fu family father and son...

Beyond the needlework yard is the tea art yard, and then the piano yard...

At the innermost part, there were some girls who were learning to read, do math and read.

There is also a huge gap in the age and status of the women.

There were young ladies from wealthy families wearing gold and silver, and there were also girls who looked like ordinary people, the oldest was in their teens, and the youngest was only a few years old...

Seeing Miao Wangyue coming in, the young ladies' eyes lit up and they immediately stood up and saluted: "Greetings, Dean Miao..."

Miao Wangyue nodded at them and sat at the back to listen to the class.

It turned out that young ladies from aristocratic families took turns teaching here, and they were talking about the most basic filial piety and female precepts and rules...

Miao Wangyue sighed in her heart: This era is still always harsh on women!
When Miao Wangyue came out and started thinking about what kind of courses he should give these women, a figure suddenly jumped out from the side.

Miao Wangyue wasn't paying attention and bumped into someone face to face!
With a muffled "bang", Miao Wangyue, who was a little weak, was bounced back and fell to the ground with a fart!

My nose felt painful for a while, and then a hot stream rolled down.

Miao Wangyue subconsciously covered his nose with his hand, and his hands were covered with blood!

My nose was bleeding...

Miao Wangyue was speechless, and looked up with tears in her eyes, meeting a pair of bewildered eyes. Chen Yangzu, who was just over fifteen years old, didn't expect that he would run away and bump into someone!

And the other party is someone he knows: Dean Miao’s only daughter, Miao Wangyue!

Miao Wangyue even taught a class for them once!

This is also my husband!

Finished!

This is disrespecting the teacher and ancestors!
"Mr. Miao Miao Miao... I, I, I... I'm sorry..."

Chen Yangzu was so frightened that he stuttered. He reached out to help her, but was afraid of disturbing the beauty.

He reached out and took out a handkerchief and handed it to her, wanting to wipe her nosebleed, but he was afraid that Miao Wangyue would refuse to take it, or that it would ruin Miao Wangyue's reputation...

Poor Chen Yangzu was in a panic: What should I do? !

After a brief moment of depression, Miao Wangyue quickly adjusted his mentality and took the initiative to reach out: "Why don't you pull me up?!"

"Oh oh oh..." Chen Yangzu hurriedly reached out to pull her up, his palms were sweaty with fear.

Chen Yangzu was well-nourished and very tall. Miao Wangyue's head just reached his chin.

My nose must have hit Chen Yangzu’s chest just now!

Hiss...my nose hurts!
Did your nose get broken?!
Is a man's chest this hard?!
Miao Wangyue was worried for a moment: Although she didn't want to get married, she didn't want to be disfigured either!
Miao Wangyue glared at Chen Yangzu with tears in her eyes: "You, accompany me to see the doctor!"

"Yes! Go see the doctor! Go see the doctor..." Chen Yangzu hurriedly agreed.

By the time I got to the clinic, the nosebleed stopped automatically.

After the doctor's diagnosis, Miao Wangyue just had nose bleeding and his nose bone was not broken.

Miao Wangyue was relieved. He waved his hand and asked Chen Yangzu to pay the medical expenses, then went home in leisure.

However, Chen Yangzu was worried: he heard that Mr. Miao was the dean of the women's branch of Yingchun Academy, who was invited by the Prince and Miss Xiao.

On the first day she came to the academy, I bumped her nose and made it bleed. If Miss Xiao knew about this, how would she look at me? !

Do you feel that you are not doing things properly?

When Chen Yangzu returned home, he immediately asked someone to prepare a generous gift to send to the Miao family to apologize.

While asking people to prepare gifts and send them to the Miao family, the steward reported to the head of the Chen family.

The head of the Chen family was stunned: "Sent a gift to the Miao family?!"

The steward has confirmed: "Most of the things sent are for replenishing qi and blood..." Then he explained the whole story.

He bumped Miss Miao's nose and made it bleed, and then sent her to the clinic, and when he came back he gave her a generous gift to apologize...

The Chen family patriarch leaned back, his eyes lighting up.

"hiss……"

He knows the situation of the Miao family very well!
The former Left Prime Minister Miao Wenyuan had only one daughter, Miao Wangyue.

That reputation is naturally well-known among the noble families in the capital.

It would be great if I could marry Miao Wangyue and bring her back to be the Chen family's headmistress.

But Miao Wangyue is much older than Yang Zu!
The Chen family patriarch calculated with his fingers... Seven years older? !
Is this...appropriate? !
He thought for a moment, then turned his head and said, "Go and ask the lady to come over."

Jin Yan: "Yes!"

When the wife of the head of the family heard this idea, she was stunned!

"Master... could this be a misunderstanding?!"

The age difference between the two people is too big!

Which noble family man would normally marry a wife who is seven years older than himself?
The Chen family patriarch glared at his wife and said, "Even if it's a misunderstanding, we must try to make it not a misunderstanding!"

“Or are you planning to let a third person know that Yang Zu is coveting the future Crown Princess?!”

(End of this chapter)