Wen Min didn't hide her thoughts from Su Yueling, so she obediently revealed Cui Yafeng.
Su Yueling was surprised, "You said Cui Yafeng had her feet bound?"
Although she had met Cui Yafeng in the palace at that time, she had been sitting behind the eldest princess, keeping quiet, not talking, and not walking in front of her. Su Yueling really didn't know that her feet were bound.
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A thin layer of anger appeared on her delicate face - the eldest princess is too crazy, isn't she? She actually brainwashed her granddaughter into binding her feet.
Judging from Minmin's words, Cui Yafeng has been completely brainwashed by her grandmother in this regard, and she sincerely believes in this, otherwise she would not have advised Minmin to bind her feet.
Wen Min looked at Su Yueling's expression, and her uneasiness gradually deepened.
Su Yueling held back her anger and said: "Binding your feet means breaking your feet. If you simply wrap them, your feet will not become three inches no matter how you wrap them. They can only become smaller after they are broken."
"Break, break??"
Wen Sen felt that the hairs on his body stood up, and the chill kept creeping up his body.
Is the bound feet that cousin Yafeng talks about so lightly actually such a terrible thing?
"Cousin Yafeng, doesn't she feel pain?"
Just imagining that scene, Wen Min felt extremely painful. Normally, if her foot accidentally sprained, she would shed tears in pain, let alone break her foot, and even have to use that foot to walk.
"I, I saw my cousin walking gracefully, and I was very envious..."
"The way she walks is because her foot is broken. She can't stride or run. In order to move, she can only walk like that." Su Yueling's face showed a rare seriousness, "Just imagine, her foot is broken.
From now on, every time you walk, it will be like walking on a mountain of knives. So do you want to bind your feet?"
Wen Min shook her head like a rattle. Even if I beat her to death, I wouldn't bind her feet! It sounded really painful.
"Then, after removing the cloth, can Cousin Yafeng's feet be restored?"
Su Yueling said: "It's difficult."
Judging from the current medical skills, it is extremely difficult, and she does not have the legendary black jade intermittent ointment.
etc……
Su Yueling poked the system and asked the system to open a small door for her.
[Tongzi, can’t you arrange the black jade intermittent ointment? 】
[Liberating a woman’s feet is also what a virtuous woman should do!]
【I, I will apply!】
Although the system has always encouraged its host to be a good wife, bound feet are a remnant of feudalism and must be defeated.
The system was particularly angry at the eldest princess's behavior.
[Binding the feet is an evil heretic and is not a true virtue of women. The eldest princess has narrowed her path! The host must not allow her to carry forward the practice of binding the feet.]
There is no need for the system to tell this matter, Su Yueling also knows it.
She emphasized again, "Don't let your mind wander."
Wen Min shook her head like a rattle, "I won't wrap it up, I don't want to break my foot."
She suddenly remembered something, her face turned pale, and she subconsciously grabbed Su Yueling's hand, "Sister-in-law, the little daughter of General Zhenwu's family... her feet have been bound."
"Ya Feng also sent his wet nurse to bind her feet."
Shock and confusion were written on her face, "I heard that General Zhenwu's family loves her very much. How could they bear to let her suffer like this?"
Wen Min knew that if his father and mother knew the truth about bound feet, they would definitely not let her have her feet bound. If she accidentally bumped her feet, her father would ask the imperial doctor to see her three times a day.
Song Xiaoqiao couldn't help but say, "Their family doesn't care about their daughter. When I went out to buy things, I once heard about the affairs of General Zhenwu's mansion. The fiancé of their eldest daughter's engagement passed away, and General Zhenwu wanted to
Because of her reputation, she forced her eldest daughter to come and get married with the spirit tablet. The eldest lady of the Han family was forced to be a widower."
"Many people are privately saying that General Zhenwu was cruel and sacrificed his daughter for the sake of his reputation."
Things like the death of a fiancé are not uncommon, and it is very kind to stay together for a few months. Many people will find another suitable marriage for their daughter instead of marrying their daughter to a dead person.
Wen Min's face turned pale. She had a distinguished status in the palace and was well protected by the empress. She rarely listened to such secrets.
Su Yueling did not expect that the eldest princess had only been in Beijing for a few days, but there were already victims.
Su Yueling frowned fiercely.
She patted the somewhat uneasy Wen Min on the shoulder, "You go play with Ning Ning, and I'll write the book."
Wen Min relaxed immediately. If her sister-in-law is here, there should be no problem.
Su Yueling also asked the kitchen to prepare Wen Min's favorite desserts and made her a fruit cream ice cream.
Wen Min really enjoyed eating it and finished a small bowl of it. She was quite restrained and would not eat too much even if she liked it.
Su Yueling began to write about the binding of feet. Before that, she asked Yue Bu to help find out about the binding of the feet of the mighty general's youngest daughter.
Normally, Su Yueling was too lazy to write the excerpt herself, and even recommended it to Yuan Suijun. This time, because of her anger, she turned her grief and anger into motivation and was full of inspiration.
In half an hour, I wrote two thousand words eloquently.
She checked the paper again, revised some sentences, and after finishing it, she sent Nanny Zheng to the palace.
The practice of binding feet cannot be indulged casually. The trend must be killed before it can be promoted.
It feels good to write an article for a while, but it is cremated afterwards.
Su Yueling hadn't written so many words in one breath for a long time, and her hands inevitably started to hurt.
When Yuan Suijun came back, she couldn't help but feel aggrieved, "My hands are sore."
"Look, the skin on these hands is almost worn out!"
Yuan Suijun looked at Su Yueling's hand carefully, but he couldn't see where the skin was broken. Maybe this was the legendary saying that the wound healed after an hour.
He nodded seriously, "Well, it looks really serious."
Then he helped Su Yueling knead it very naturally.
Yuan Suijun's massage skills were basically honed by Su Yueling. After all, Su Yueling was very picky. She would groan if he pressed too hard, and she would be dissatisfied if he pressed lightly but it had no effect.
Over time, this level will be developed through experience.
"In addition to your hands, you should also press your shoulders."
Su Yueling nodded, that's necessary! Her shoulders were also sore. Next time she was inspired, she wouldn't want to write so much in one go.
She suddenly admired Yuan Suijun, with a look of admiration on her face, "Suijun is so awesome, he is not tired even if he writes five thousand words every night."
Yuan Suijun:......
He had written a lot, so he got used to it.
After pressing his hands, he continued to press Su Yueling's shoulders.
Just by pressing it, the position shifted a little.
Su Yueling flushed and knocked his hand away, "Okay, no need!"
"Really not necessary? I think other positions should be pressed as well."
Su Yueling gritted her teeth, "I don't need it if I say it's not necessary."