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The Storm in the Late Ming Dynasty Volume 12 Chapter 697: From now on, there will be no long days and no long nights (1)

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    "Xian'er fought a victorious battle."

    Since Yu Xiang went to the battlefield, Fang Ziyi opened a quiet room near his house to worship Taoist ancestors, and he came here to pray silently every morning and evening.  Yu Guozhen came here to look for her, and he was looking for a sure thing. Therefore, after getting the news of the victory in the north, Yu Guozhen came here.

    "Is Xiang'er safe?"

    Fang Ziyi doesn't care about winning the battle, she is always worried about Yu Xiang's safety.

    Yu Guozhen understood her thoughts very well, so he put his arm around her shoulders: "Don't worry, with Wang Haoran here, he will naturally not be in any danger, and he has also made a contribution by seizing the stronghold established by Rakshasa north of Heishui.  .¡±

    "I don't care whether he has meritorious service or not, I just want him to come back safely and unscathed Jimin, if he is missing a hair, I won't care!"

    Yu Guozhen smiled bitterly. There was no way to reason with a mother who was protecting her calf.  The information he received mentioned Yu Xiang's facial injury. The injury was not serious, but scars were inevitable. Fang Ziyi must have seen it and would definitely be angry with him.

    It¡¯s better to leave this troublesome matter to Yu Xiang. This kid doesn¡¯t make people worry, and he even went to the front line.

    "Ziyi, do you want to go back to Tongcheng to have a look? The wealth and honor will not return to your hometown, just like walking in brocade clothes at night. Now that your mother is in the world, you should probably go back to your hometown to have a look, right?" He could only change the subject: "After Xiang'er comes back  , what do you think about asking him to accompany you back to Tongcheng?"

    "You." Fang Ziyi curled her lips slightly and glanced at Yu Guozhen.

    Yu Guozhen¡¯s thoughts.  How could she not understand that she was extremely smart to begin with. Having known Yu Guozhen for so many years, she understood Yu Guozhen better than anyone else.

    Feeling Yu Guozhen¡¯s love for her, she could only express her dissatisfaction with a roll of her eyes.

    "Speaking of which, Ziyi, have you watched this issue of "Storm Collection"?"

    ¡°Not yet, I haven¡¯t been in the mood these past few days.¡±

    "I found an important article. Someone actually used a microscope to discover extremely small organisms and said that these organisms are one of the important sources of disease."

    When Yu Guozhen talked about this matter, he couldn't help but get excited. In the past, in order to facilitate the people to receive knowledge about health and epidemic prevention, he only said that there were many bugs in the water as recorded in Buddhist scriptures. But now someone has suggested that these are not bugs, but another unique creature.  This creature isn't just found in water.  It's in the air too, and it's a safe bet to extrapolate.  If only we could find a way to suppress some unique creatures.  So now many infections and diseases are easier to treat.

    Yu Guozhen knew that this meant great progress in biology and medicine. It can be said that this article opened a new world, and this was the only result achieved almost without his guidance.

    "Really?" Fang Ziyi looked at him, looking uninterested.

    With the help of Yu Guozhen, her academic achievements in nature now rank among the best in China.  Using a microscope to observe microorganisms is one of her hobbies.  And she also brought a student, Kun Xing, who had changed into a Taoist priest costume.

    "Eh" Yu Guozhen was in a daze.

    "What's the author's name?" Fang Ziyi asked calmly.

    "My name is Yu Qi Yu's wife? Is that author yours?" Yu Guozhen suddenly realized: "Ziyi. Is that result yours?"

    "Humph. Do you think you are the only one doing this?" Fang Ziyi glanced at him again.

    "Ah, hahaha" Yu Guozhen touched his forehead and laughed.

    He likes the current situation very much. Fang Ziyi¡¯s mother-in-law is good, but she also has her own career. Not only Fang Ziyi, but also Yu Guozhen¡¯s wives have their own careers.  Liu Rushi is running a newspaper and publishing her poems and travel notes in the newspaper under a pseudonym; Yu Lian is busy with education, especially children's education. She is currently busy preparing to build a consistent school in Shanghai.  The other women who are close to Yu Guozhen, like Kun Xing, are studying biology with Fang Ziyi; the lively Fang Zining is organizing a league, and I don't know why she became obsessed with basketball.

    Even the queen of Japan is now holding classes to spread flower arrangement and tea art.

    Under the leadership of these outstanding women, the women of China have begun to abandon the heavy constraints of the past and become active in China's construction activities.  It is no longer news that female workers are commonly used in various textile factories. Nowadays, women also appear in some fields that have traditionally belonged to men.

    ??In some developed cities and towns, women no longer have to be exposed in public.On the contrary, a woman who can run a household and manage affairs is more likely to find her husband's family when she gets married.

    "Silly smile, don't think this can make me happy. As long as Xiang'er doesn't come back, I won't be happy!"

    "I know, I know, if those soldiers don't come back, no mother will be happy, even me." Yu Guozhen sighed.

    He is telling the truth. In the north and south of the Yangtze River, the whole of China is paying attention to the wars everywhere.  In addition to the battle with Rakshasa in the north, in the southwest, the Southwest Army Corps entering Shu was not advancing smoothly. The rocks in the Three Gorges became a roadblock blocking their progress, and the difficulties on the Shu Road caused too many non-combat attrition.  In the northwest, Li Yan fulfilled his promise and gave up the land of Shaanxi and Gansu. Yu Guozhen also gave him the title of "Governor-General of the Northwest Advance Army of the Chinese Army", provided him with supplies of 200,000 people, and allowed him to continue preparing to march westward.  .  It was Liu Zongmin who was the most agile. Under the pressure of Qi Niu, he tied himself up and got out. He also arrived in Jinling and would soon arrive in Shanghai.

    Shanghai is the temporary capital. Yu Guozhen has been operating here for more than five years. Ren Shuhua saw this city rise from the ground with his own eyes.  Her brother was once a warrior on the docks, but now he is a member of the Chinese Army, following the Northern Army to the Blackwater to fight the Rakshasa people.  From then on, Ren Shuhua changed her past timidity and actively learned literacy in the factory, so that she could read the frontline news from newspapers as soon as possible and understand her brother's letters without the help of others.  .

    "Shuhua, let's go to the shopping mall together. There are many beautiful headdresses in the newly opened shopping mall. How many should we choose?"

    The bell in the factory had just rang, and the female companions around her were finishing their work. A companion came up and asked her.

    "I won't go, I have to go to night school to learn literacy."

    "Ha, Shuhua, you want to be the top female scholar, just like in the opera, right?"

    The "drama" the female workers refer to refers to the Southern opera "The Female Prime Minister" in Shanghai's most popular Hengbo Society.  It is said that in the late period of a certain dynasty, Wen Tianwuxi was troubled by foreign tribes. A woman cared about the country, so she wrote to the emperor to offer suggestions. As a result, the crowd ridiculed her and accused her of not observing women's ethics. She was not angry and beat the drum.  At that time, he competed with the top three in the imperial examination for his writing skills, and later he frustrated the ministers with his words.

    It is said that this play was written by Gu Hengbo himself.  The "female prime minister" is also her self-description.  Since it was sung in three Hengbo clubs in Shanghai, the venues have been packed, but most of the audience are women.  In previous works such as "The Female Champion" and "The Female Consort" created by literati, the woman always had to dress up as a man to play the leading role, and in the end she always hid in a boudoir to care for her husband and raise children, and maybe she had to do something for that man.  The literati son who has not done anything has two concubines.  Since "The Female Prime Minister", this trend has changed drastically.  Women's sexual nature also began to take root in people's hearts.

    "Nandu Weekend" mocked this, saying that this was a sign of the rooster's morning.

    "Yes. In the future, I will not let others read the letters sent by my lover." Ren Shuhua was not polite.

    The female worker who was teasing her suddenly blushed and paused.  This was her great embarrassment. A steward fell in love with her and wrote her a loving letter. However, she was illiterate. She just thought the steward had some new work arrangements and handed it over to someone else to read it.  She listens.  The incident was such an uproar that she even took ten days off to avoid the limelight. However, after such a long time, the matter gradually calmed down, and she never expected that Ren Shuhua would bring it out.

    "Shuhua!"

    Seeing her stop and look out of breath, Ren Shuhua smiled and held her hand: "Minghui, you'd better go to night school with me. Although I'm stupid, I know that it will be difficult for me to live a good life if I don't know how to read. Your lover  You are a steward after all, but if you are illiterate, he will not have any face when he goes out."

    "Humph, what does it have to do with me whether he has face or not?" Minghui snorted, but still asked hesitantly: "But I'm a little stupid, can I learn?"

    "Are you still stupider than me?" Ren Shuhua stood up and dragged her: "Let's go, let's go!"

    They left the factory and slowly walked towards the workers¡¯ night school over there.  Before the official establishment of the Huaxia Dynasty, there were requirements for the layout of factories. Factories were not allowed to be built randomly. Priority was given to building on poor and desolate plots. Future development must be taken into account when planning, and areas such as hospitals and schools must be reserved.  , public areas such as libraries.  The workers' night school they went to was not far from the factory, only a ten-minute walk away.

    At this time, night was beginning to fall, and people from the Municipal Affairs Bureau hung out lanterns to illuminate their way forward.  There are a lot of female workers like them on the road, some going out to play or going to night school.

    "Sometimes when I think about it, it's like a dream. A few years ago, how could I have dared to think about a girl's family like ours, and dare to be outside at a time like this!" Minghui looked at the lights, her voice a little ethereal.

    "Well, this is allThanks to God for your blessing.  "

    "Have you met the Holy One?"

    "I haven't seen it, but I heard from my brother that he has seen it."

    While the two were talking, they arrived at the door of the night school. Ren Shuhua said "Hey", because there was something wrong with the night school today. There were so many people coming and going, and each of them was carrying various household chores. It seemed that they were  Busy.

    "They're the people from the new factory over there. Look at their clothes - why did they come here?" Minghui whispered.

    These busy guys started working around here about three months ago. I don¡¯t know what they do. They say it¡¯s a new factory, but I don¡¯t see them starting work. Instead, they built a track leading to the dock.  of coal was shipped.  Now they come to the night school with strange tools, and they don't know what they are doing.

    When they saw that both of them were men, and some were working shirtless, they shyly entered the night school through the side door.  After entering, they found that there were more people in the night school than usual, many of whom were even officials from the factory area. The two hesitated and were about to leave, when they suddenly heard a hoarse voice saying: "Is everything okay? Get rid of all the idle people."  Go aside, we are not doing tricks here!"

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