"Boom!"
Outside of Chang 'an City, a tombstone was erected. Lady Hu was finally laid to rest.
Lady Hu's funeral was simple but grand. Countless citizens of Chang 'an City sent her off and sent her a wreath. It was the last bit of consolation for this poor woman.
Her fight to the death gave the women of the Tang dynasty a glimpse of freedom. Perhaps Lady Hu's name would be recorded in the history of women's rights in the future.
The county magistrate set the starting point of the parade at Hu Jianv's tombstone. The three of them did not dare to look at Hu Jianv's tombstone, and their gazes were evasive.
"Serves you right!"
"You deserve to die!"
The citizens of Chang 'an City glared at the three of them.
Many people even took out rotten eggs and rotten vegetables and threw them at the three of them. If it weren't for the bailiffs stopping them, the three of them definitely wouldn't have been able to get out of here.
Seeing that the citizens were about to lose control of their emotions, the citizens of Chang 'an City pulled the three of them away and continued the parade.
After a long time, the crowd finally left. Meton, dressed in casual clothes, came to Lady Han's tombstone.
After solemnly burning three sticks of incense, Moton finally sighed. Although he was nominally seeking justice for the daughter of the Hu family, in reality, he was using the daughter of the Han family as a weapon to attack feudal ethics. His own selfish motives were mixed in as well.
"If the Hu family's daughter knew that the Mo family's son had sounded the Wen Deng Drum to redress her grievances, she would be able to rest in peace." Behind him, Mister Li's voice suddenly sounded.
Meton turned around and bowed. "Teacher, why are you here?"
Teacher Li said, "The Old Man is the Chief Editor of the Mo Journal. The case of Lady Hu directly changed the marriage system of the Tang dynasty. How could the Old Man do such a thing? This will be the headline of the next issue of the Mo Journal!"
Meton nodded. If the Mo Journal did not respond, Teacher Li would be negligent.
"Perhaps I am partly responsible for the Hu Family's daughter's death. If it weren't for the fact that the Mo Journal didn't expose the sale of marriage, perhaps the Han Family's daughter wouldn't have committed suicide." Meton said in a low voice.
As the news spread, the Han Family's daughter's life gradually spread. The Han Family's fortunes had declined, and the Han Family's daughter had been able to read when she was young. She must have read some of the Mo Dynasty's journals. In addition, the people around her were gossiping and pointing at her, which gave rise to the idea of suicide.
Mister Li sneered and said, "That is living a life worse than death. The ones who forced the Han Clan's daughter to her death are the Han and Hu Clans."
Of course, Meton knew, but there was still a knot in his heart.
"Hope that the matter of the Han Family's daughter will cease to exist in this world?" Meton said quietly.
Of course, he knew that there was no end to the sale of marriage despite repeated prohibitions. But in the secular world of the Tang dynasty, it was already commendable that he could get both parties to sign voluntarily.
Although there were women who were forced by their families to listen to their family's arrangements, at least they were able to see their husband's appearance before marriage. The moment they picked up the brush, it was their own choice. Even if this choice was wrong, the resentment in their hearts would lessen a little.
"Mister Li, let's go back together!"
After a long time, Meton shook off his messy thoughts and said.
Meton and Mister Li boarded the carriage. The carriage turned around and slowly drove towards Chang 'an City.
In the carriage, the two sat opposite each other. He knew that since Mister Li was here, there must be something to discuss.
Mister Li hesitated a few times before saying, "Something happened to the Mo Journal."
"Hmm?"
Meton suddenly raised his head and looked at Mister Li. The Mo Journal was an important link in the revival of the Mo Family. It could not be lost. In the entire Tang dynasty, he was probably the only one who knew the importance of the journal.
Mister Li looked ashamed and said, "Half of the editors of the Mo Journal have been poached."
The editors of the Mo Journal had been trained by Mister Li. They were all scholars who had failed to achieve their goals. After joining the Mo Journal, they showed their talents and were proud of themselves.
It could be said that they were indebted to Mister Li. Now that so many people had betrayed them, Mister Li was suddenly very sad. If not for the lack of editors, he would not have personally written about the Han Family's daughter today.
"Poached? Is there going to be a new journal in Chang 'an City? "Meton frowned and said.
Meton was not surprised by this. When he decided to write in the Mo Journal, the power of the Mo Journal was fully displayed. He knew that this day would come.
Mister Li sighed and said, "It was the Wei Family who poached them."
He was in charge of the Mo Journal and was well-informed. Naturally, this matter could not be hidden from him.
Modun was suddenly enlightened. Wei Sian and the Wei Family had repeatedly provoked him, and he had used the Longevity Taoist Master's hand to deal a heavy blow to the Wei Family. It could be said that they had long since accepted the enmity, so the Wei Family's behavior was not surprising.
Mister Li said, "Although it is the Wei Family, it is not that simple behind the scenes. The new journal's name is the Confucian Journal."
"Confucian Journal!" Meton said with a hint of sarcasm. "So, there is also the shadow of the Confucian Journal."
Mister Li nodded solemnly. He had personally trained those editors, but they had been tempted by fame and fortune. So many of them had betrayed him. He could not help but feel bitterly disappointed.
Mister Li said solemnly, "From now on, the Confucian Journal will become the biggest opponent of the Mo Journal."
"Mister Li is still here. Did the Wei Family not invite you?" Meton looked at Mister Li, who was beside him. After all, Mister Li was also a member of the Confucian Journal. Naturally, the Confucian Journal would not miss out on poaching Mister Li.
"The Old Man is doing well in the Mo Journal. Of course, he will not go to the Wei Family to suffer." Mister Li sneered. Naturally, someone had come to poach him, but he had rejected them.
Although Mister Li was also a member of the Confucian School, his behavior was eccentric and extreme. He was not tolerated by the Confucian School and was known as the Eccentric Confucian. However, in the Mo Journal, Mister Li's words carried enormous weight. He was very happy with the current political situation and did not care about these things. Moreover, Meton was his financial backer. The establishment of the Teacher's College, the construction of the schoolhouse, and the success of compulsory education were in the hands of the Mo Family. How could he leave?
"In addition, many of Mochi's carvers have also been poached!" Mister Li said with a sigh. The Wei Family was too ruthless. They had directly emptied half of the Mo Journal.
Meton raised his eyebrows and sneered, "Those people have only just realized the importance of the journal. Have they made me think highly of them?"
Mister Li suddenly looked at Merton, puzzled. "Are you not worried that the Confucian Journal will become stronger?"
It was known that once the Confucian Journal was established, the Mo Journal would certainly bear the brunt of it. However, Meton did not seem to care.
"The more you argue, the clearer it becomes! The School of Mo can't wait for the Hundred Schools of Thought to come out with a new journal and reappear the Hundred Schools of Thought. "Meton sneered.
The emergence of the journal could be said to be a great boost to civilization. It greatly satisfied people's thirst for knowledge and greatly promoted the spread of all kinds of knowledge and the collision of ideas. In this era, it was not an exaggeration to say that there was an explosion of information.
The emergence of the Confucian Journal could be said to be within Meton's calculations. In fact, for Meton, these people's reactions were too slow.
"Then how should the Mo Journal deal with it?" Mister Li asked somewhat uneasily. Although he was good at writing articles, he had no experience in running a business.
Meton shook his head and said, "The value of the journal lies in the timeliness of the news. As long as the Mo Journal records the latest and fastest news, then the School of Mo will naturally be in an invincible position."
"Are we not going to make any preparations?" Mister Li said gloomily.
Meton took out a stack of paper and handed it to Mister Li. He said confidently, "If Mister Li is not assured, you can publish this in the Mo Journal. I guarantee that the Confucian Journal will be utterly defeated."
"Liang Zhu?" Mister Li took the paper and did not understand.
"This is a novel." Mister Li suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked at Meton in disbelief. He did not expect that Mo Jiazi was also a novelist.
Mister Li naturally knew the story of Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai in detail. This was a love story from the Jin Dynasty and was also quite popular in the Tang dynasty.
Mister Li sat in the carriage and looked down. When he saw Zhu Yingtai dressed as a woman and entered the Academy to study, he suddenly understood Meton's intentions.
Modun smiled faintly. Although the matter of him pledging his love to Princess Changle on the night of supper had been ethically resolved, with no one criticizing him, Modun was not satisfied with this. He wanted to make Princess Changle the object of everyone's envy.
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