How could my childhood sweetheart be the current empress?

"Yes."

Tongxin returned to the house, and soon she changed into a moon-colored pleated skirt and tied her hair into a double bun, with a clever and mischievous look in her eyes.

I have to say, clothes make the man, and Tong Xin does look a bit like a maid in this outfit.

But before long, Tong Xin lifted up her skirt, revealing a pair of fair thighs. She didn't look like a maid at all. She couldn't help but complain:

"My Lord, this skirt is too long."

"Anyway, you wear it first. I'll have someone make you a custom one that will be more convenient for you to move around in."

"Hehe, my Lord is really thoughtful."

Tong Xin smiled happily, lifted her skirt to her knees, and then tied it into a knot.

This makes it much more convenient to move around.

Xu Chengling looked at the girl in front of him, remembered something, and asked her:

"Tong'er, have you read all the books I gave you?"

"Well, since it's the master's order, Tong'er must have read it."

"Then let me ask you, what is the next sentence of Ren Zhi Chu?"

"At the beginning of life... um."

Tong Xin scratched her head with her little hand, thought hard for a while, and then said:

"You are a pig……"

"you are a pig."

Xu Chengling felt offended.

"That Tong'er is a pig."

Tong Xin followed suit.

"No, you're not a pig."

"Then the master is a pig?"

"..."

Xu Chengling was completely speechless by her. My goodness, you didn’t read a single word I said, did you?

I watched it, but it’s the same as not watching it.

Since she is not good at liberal arts, let's test her in math.

Let’s start with the simplest one.

"Let me test you. What is 2+3?"

"Ah, let me count, one, two..."

I saw Tongxin stretch out her little hand and count on her fingers like a child, but after counting for a long time, she actually counted wrong and only counted 6.

However, based on the teaching philosophy of being a role model and teaching students in accordance with their aptitude, Xu Chengling did not give up.

He thought for a while, then changed the question:

"If you were asked to carry out a mission to cut off two little fingers of the target, and then cut off three more, how many little fingers would there be in total?"

"Five."

Tong Xin answered without even thinking.

She may not be able to count, but she is very familiar with counting her little fingers.

After all, if she counted one wrong, she would lose a lot of income, and this was the skill she relied on for survival.

Xu Chengling could see that she had a talent for learning, but only a little.

"Let me give you another difficult test. Suppose you are sent on a mission to target ten people. Some of the targets require you to cut off one little finger, while others require you to cut off two. In the end, you need to get back fourteen little fingers."

"How many people need to have one little finger cut off and how many people need to have two little fingers cut off?"

This is naturally the most classic chicken and rabbit problem, but Xu Chengling changed it into the little finger cutting problem.

Sure enough, Tongxin was also stumped by this question, and her little face looked a little troubled.

"Master, why do you have to cut off two little fingers? Can't you just cut off one?"

"Then just think of it as two little fingers and you get double the reward, that's all."

"Oh, then Tong'er, let's do the math... Well, the number of people who need to cut off one little finger is six, and the number of people who need to cut off two little fingers is four, which adds up to exactly fourteen."

“Done correctly.”

Xu Chengling smiled, her calculation was completely correct.

"Master, you can't secretly evade the debt, Tong'er can calculate it clearly."

Tongxin put her hands on her hips and stuck out her small nose, which made her look so proud.

"Okay, I'll give you a reward."

Xu Chengling took out a strawberry-flavored candy from somewhere and put it in her palm.

"Wow, there's candy."

Tongxin's eyes lit up. She tore open the candy's wrapper, put it in her mouth and tasted it happily.

This little girl can be appeased by just a strawberry-flavored candy.

Of course, Xu Chengling would definitely not treat her unfairly. She would complete the task and would be given the reward later.

"By the way, have you seen the lady?"

"lady?"

"She is the woman who married me yesterday. You should have seen it. From now on, you must call her Madam and obey her orders."

"Tong'er remembers it."

Tong Xin nodded, with the sweet candy in her mouth. She seemed to remember something and looked at Xu Chengling and said:

"Master, Tong'er seemed to hear Madam crying out in pain last night. Do you have any clues?"

"..."

"mine."

Xu Chengling blurted out a sentence, and he seemed to still have some impression in his mind, "I really hurt my wife last night."

No wonder she was so angry. I must apologize to her today.

Thinking of this, he walked straight towards his room.

Chapter 9: A Good Emperor, But He Is a Traitor

Xu Chengling gently pushed open the door and walked in.

Inside the room, a beautiful blue figure came into view. The lady was sitting on the desk with a brush in her hand, writing something on rice paper.

However, the lady looked as if she was gritting her teeth.

As expected, she is still angry about what happened last night. However, even when she is angry, she is very cute and you can never get tired of looking at her.

The light was too dim last night and he didn't have time to see his wife's appearance clearly.

So Xu Chengling looked his wife up and down, and saw that she had already changed into the clothes he had prepared. Her jet-black hair cascaded behind her like a waterfall, her eyelashes were long, and her eyes were beautiful, blinking every time. She looked very pretty.

Finally, his eyes couldn't help but fall on the lady's fair and slender neck, and then down, the bra wrapped the snow-white chest tightly, as if it was about to burst out, making it impossible to look away.

He was almost certain that the dress was definitely too small for his lady.

I just didn't expect that in just a few years, my wife has grown to this level.

Xu Chengling was very happy that he could marry a beautiful wife. Having such a beautiful woman at home, only a fool would have any thoughts about the empress.

At this time, Yan Jixue was concentrating on writing and was completely unaware that there was someone beside her.

"Behead, don't behead, behead, don't behead...don't behead."

After writing, Yan Jixue quickly shook her head. No, she couldn't forgive him just like that!

So she crumpled the rice paper into a ball, picked up a new piece of rice paper and wrote again.

At this time, Xu Chengling quietly walked behind her and saw that the lady wrote a majestic word "斩" on the rice paper. The word was so powerful that it penetrated the back of the paper, as if revealing the murderous intent.

“What a vivid calligraphy.”

Seeing this, Xu Chengling couldn't help but praise him.

He didn't expect that his wife had talent in this area. You know, in this world, the idea that women are virtuous even if they are not talented is respected.

Among them, there are very few women who can write calligraphy, and even fewer who can write so well.

As a good young man of the new era who has been exposed to advanced ideas, Xu Chengling naturally firmly opposes this feudal concept.

"Ah, you...when did you come back?"

Yan Jixue couldn't help but scream, and was so scared that the brush in her hand fell to the ground.

She hurriedly hid the rice paper behind her back and didn't let him see it.

"I just came back."

Xu Chengling smiled slightly, looked at the lady who looked a little flustered, and thought that she was shy, so he smiled and said:

"My wife's calligraphy is so good, I want to appreciate it carefully."

"You...you are not allowed to look at it."

Yan Jixue refused immediately. If he saw the mumblings she wrote on the rice paper, she would rather die than to hit her head against a wall.

"Well, since my lady is unwilling, I won't force her."

Xu Chengling found a place to sit down and take a rest.

Yan Jixue looked at the man in front of her, and after a closer look, she found that he was not bad looking.

Although I can’t say I like it, at least it doesn’t make people hate it when they look at it.

The two sat in silence for a long time. Xu Chengling spoke first and asked:

"Ma'am, do you like writing?"

"It's not a love thing, it's just a job."

Yan Jixue replied calmly that as the current emperor, she had to review a large number of memorials every day.

Over time, you will naturally develop good calligraphy.

"If you don't like it, I won't practice it. After all, a woman's virtue lies in her lack of talent."

She said in a cold voice that under the influence of the general idea of ​​favoring boys over girls, women don't need to have any talent, they just need to obey their husbands' arrangements.

Since she became emperor, the most common objection heard inside and outside the court was that women could not serve as emperor, and there has never been such a precedent in history.

To the extent that everyone thought that the Dayan Dynasty would perish at the hands of the empress.

The man in front of me must be thinking the same thing, which is why he wants to usurp the throne. What a traitor!

But after hearing what Yan Jixue said, Xu Chengling shook his head, his expression serious, and replied to her:

"No, in my opinion, only men who lack self-confidence would restrict women's thoughts for the sake of so-called machismo, but this is a feudal and backward concept that should have been eliminated long ago."

"In ancient times, there was Hua Mulan who joined the army for her father, Mu Guiying who led the army, and Wu Zetian who seized power and became the emperor. Each of them was as good as a man, and their beauty was better than a man. There are countless such female heroes in history, and their reputations will be passed down through the ages. In this case, who dares to say that women are inferior to men?"

Xu Chengling said passionately.

Wow, he is worthy of being called such a good storyteller.

However, there seems to be no story of Mulan joining the army in this world, let alone Wu Zetian. They are all made up by him.

But looking at the lady's appearance, it seemed that she had been frightened by him.

Although Yan Jixue didn't understand the stories he made up, she could clearly feel the respect and admiration for women from his tone.

Who says women are inferior to men? Women are as good as men, and beautiful women are worse than men. It’s really well said.