Zhongli Ruoshui got up reluctantly.

She wasn't a bed lover.

Her daily life is always on time and self-disciplined.

But these days, she felt that the bed was very good.

This bed is obviously hard and narrow, and the quilt is obviously a bit tide and has a faint musty smell.

She had never slept with such a bed covered with such a quilt, but for some reason, she thought this bed was very good.

It's more comfortable to lie on this bed than ever.

Is this lazy?

Did you go from extravagant to frugality?

Of course not.

In the past, I always slept alone, but it turned out that sleeping two people would be more interesting.

This may be the complementary and coordination of yin and yang.

So the bed becomes less important.

It's a pity that I'm sick.

otherwise……

Zhongli Ruoshui sat on the stool, looking at a bronze mirror, carefully pressing against the mask as thin as a cicada's wings.

Otherwise, on this Yangtze River, you might be able to... a thousand miles a day!

She didn't know that she had been greatly influenced by Xiao Baozi in the past few days she had been with Xiao Baozi.

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The sky is blue.

The water reflects the sky and the mountains on both sides of the river, so the water seems to have turned into a very long ink painting.

Standing at the bow of the boat, the wind blows on the face.

In this morning light, Zhongli Ruoshui's beautiful hair was fluttering, and her yarn was also fluttering.

Li Chenan's hand was still holding Zhongli Ruoshui's slim waist.

Zhongli Ruoshui is already used to it.

And gradually, like Xiao Baozi, he still had dependence.

However, Xiao Baozi would not be very interested in the beautiful scenery in the early morning, but Zhongli Ruoshui was indeed amazed by this landscape painting.

After all, she is a literary girl, and she is still a little different from Xiao Baozi's extensiveness.

There are not many ships on the river.

It's like the kind of building boat they ride on.

There are also cargo ships.

More are small fishing boats floating on both sides of the river.

"By the mountain and the water, those small fishing boats are the homes of many fishermen, you see..."

Li Chenan reached out and pointed to the right, "That fishing boat is probably a family of four."

Zhongli Ruoshui looked around and saw a man casting a net, a woman seemed to be cooking, and two children were playing on the bow of the boat.

The distance is a bit far, and I can't see the age clearly, but I can see the smoke rising from the fishing boat.

It's not just a smoke.

Almost all the fishing boats were filled with smoke.

"They regard the boat as their home?"

"Well, they make a living by fishing. After catching the fish, they went to the dock to sell some oil, salt, firewood and rice, and then returned to the boat."

"It's been like this for generations."

Zhongli Ruoshui cannot understand.

After all, the level she is in is completely different from that of these fishermen.

She knew that the fish she ate at home was bought.

But I never thought about where those fish sellers got it.

Just like she knew that charcoal was needed to keep heating in winter, she would not ask where the charcoal came from.

So she remembered the article "The Charcoal Selling Man" written by Li Chen'an.

Aren’t these fishermen who have lived on the boat for generations no different from the old man selling charcoal?

They are all the lowest class of this society!

They are the hardest and hardest, but they have nothing to do with the word "rich".

"Their children... don't read?"

“I can’t afford to read.”

"Their future...?"

"They have no future, and the future is to inherit the fishing boat and continue to live on the boat to catch fish."

"If you can marry a wife and have three or two children... it will be considered happy just like that family."

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"For example, if Runshui gets off the boat and if he goes to my workshop, perhaps with the efforts of the couple, their children will have the opportunity to enter the school to study."

"Then even if their descendants cannot get a good exam, they can at least be able to read and settle accounts. Even if they are in the workshop, they can earn more money."

"I was thinking that if I had the honor of meeting the Regent when I went to Kyoto, I would give him a suggestion."

Li Chenan was slightly stunned: "What suggestions?"

"After the business develops, the country becomes rich, if the country can allocate some money from the treasury to build Yixue..."

"The prosperity of a country is not only about money, but also about the improvement of the awareness of the general public!"

"If reading can enter the homes of ordinary people, the future of our Ningguo may be better!"

This time, Li Chenan really took Xiang Qingyun seriously.

He was about to say something, but he smiled bitterly at Qingyun:

"It's a pity that he died in Xishan!"

"A king as enlightened and visionary as him... I'm afraid there will be no more!"

"This is my regret, and it is also the regret of the people of Ningguo!"
Chapter completed!