She is just an exiled female prisoner with an unfair birth and a reputation. What qualifications does she have to occupy a high position? And what qualifications do she have to be a common democratic monarch of a country and to command the civil and military forces?

Why not be ashamed and commit suicide to give way?

I heard that there was quite a stir in the public opinion. Some officials proposed to have the doctor Xinglin erase the tattoo marks.

She shouldn't have such a mark of shame for the common people to talk about.

However, Shen Tang waved his hands indifferently: [The sage said, 'When heaven is about to entrust a great responsibility to this person, he must first strain his mind, strain his muscles and bones, starve his body and skin, and deplete his body'. Past experiences, good or bad, have all happened before. It cannot be changed. Just like this tattoo, what is the point of erasing it? If it is erased, it will never exist? It should not be a shame, it should be glory, merit, and capital. We really want to define it as a shame , that is also the shame of Gu’s defeated generals. They didn’t say anything, what do you mind doing?]

When the scholars heard this, they praised him for his open-mindedness!

In fact, there is a weird and outrageous rumor among the people.

It is said that someone unexpectedly saw a man who looked like the king of the country laughing loudly in a wine shop: [...what a shame, what a shame, carrying this mark until now, I am like a mother cow opening the door for a calf, the cow is home! Old man Zhu started with a bowl, and I started with an exile. Hahahaha, the enemy lost to me, what’s the difference between this and being squatted on top of your head to urinate on?]

The female companion beside him sighed.

【This cannot be spread. 】

[Why can't it be spread? Is Tunan worried that the graves of Huang Xiguang, Zhang Yongqing, Tao Shenyu and others will explode? Don't worry, except for Tao Shenyu, the other two have no graves, but Zheng Qiao can explode them.] Well, there is another one. Qiu Fumiyan's grave.

Others can make fun of her, but Qiu Wenyan is the righteous Lord of Bai Yueguang, and she doesn't want to get into trouble with him because of this person.

Hiding it and not mentioning it is enough for others.

This man drank a lot and his speech was slurred.

[Because your defeated generals also include Uncle Qian and the general.] Let Qian Yong know that being defeated by Shen Tang is the same as being pissed on. This old boy can make endless troubles.

If civil servants make trouble and quarrel with each other, the North Korean meeting can continue to be held; if the military attachés end up fighting, the foreign court will be humiliated by them.

Of course, that hasn't happened yet.

The Lord's force can slap each of them before they take action.

But it is an indisputable fact that military attachés are incredibly destructive.

[Ahem, Uncle Qian and... Ahem, Old Qian's mouth is more broken than the meat stuffing used to make dumplings... You think I didn't say anything. Today is a rare break. I invite Tunan to come out for a drink. Let's How about not talking about these trivial matters?]

[You, you should be more restrained at ordinary times.]

Since word spread that she was proud of the tattoo behind her ear, some people were puzzled, and some passionate young people followed suit.

On her way to the wine shop, she met seven or eight young men from Kang Guo who were strutting around in the street, with tattoos on their wrists, necks, fingers and other parts, and their heads braided in the same style as Gong Xiqiu's.

Ning Yan also saw the daughter of a certain censor among them.

I don’t know if her censor father saw it and his eyes darkened: [Words like peeing and shit, let alone the censor will come to persuade you to be polite, Qi Zhongshu will also get angina if he knows it. 】

Qishan has not given up on his plan to cultivate a gentleman so far. His indomitable perseverance is truly unparalleled.

[Ahem, I call it leading the trend.]

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Regardless of whether these unreliable rumors are true or false, the proprietress only treats them as anecdotes. She has never really contacted anyone who has met Shen Youli, except for Gong Cheng in front of her. His reply may be more objective and fair.

Gong Cheng thought for a while and shook his head: "I don't know. It's hard to judge right from wrong. In short, he should be a person with great perseverance."

Without this perseverance, I would not be alive today.

The proprietress casually patted the moss on the stone steps and sat down with her skirt on her back: "You have seen her, how could you not understand her?"

Gong Cheng: "We meet by chance and have a brief conversation."

Understand what a person can do in two aspects.

He is not good at discerning people's hearts.

These eyes are often shrouded in mist.

Even if it was a friend he had been in contact with for a long time, he couldn't fully see clearly. What's more, that person didn't dare to make a conclusion.

The landlady said regretfully: "I really want to meet him. Anyway, he gave me two lives and he is also my benefactor."

Even if the other party doesn't know about it.

"Two lives?"

The landlady's smile was a bit bitter: "Back then, being exiled as a substitute for marriage was a life. After that, it was a life to escape the war and live in exile. It was also a life to take root with one life. If Kunzhou had not been pacified, would I still be able to open this tea shop safely?"

She was originally the daughter of an official, a queen from a famous family.

She was protected by her family when she was young, and she developed an innocent and inexperienced character. She always felt that no matter what she did or what big mistake she made, she would be forgiven.

It is very common for women from aristocratic families to have a blue complexion before marriage.

The landlady was young at the time and didn't know anything about love. She only knew that she could have what other women from aristocratic families had, so she followed suit, just not to lose out to others.

Soon, she got acquainted with a young man from a similar family background. His family background, status, and talents were indeed as good as anyone else's. Finally, she, who refused to admit defeat, breathed a sigh of relief.

In just a few months, things were divided and reunited.

The two of them never cared about the precarious Xin Guo being slashed in the neck by Zheng Qiao, and they didn't know the position of their elders.

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It’s the end of the month, please vote for me and I’ll update more tomorrow.

There will be a temple fair here tomorrow. This is my first time to attend a northern temple fair.

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