When entering the West Road Chuihuamen, Li Wan and Sanchun and the others listened to Jia Cong's proposal. Because of the precedent, they did not think that this proposal was too ridiculous. However, the constraints of the daughters of the boudoir were to some extent, which was larger than famous prostitutes. Famous prostitutes had a low status and low social status. Generally, the boudoirs looked down on them. Liu Rushi was an exception. Huang Yuanjie, the Confucian socialite at that time, had a good relationship with her, published collections of poems, proofreaded documents, and traveled around the world, which was even more free.

However, women from the Shihuan family cannot be said to have no freedom at all. Their freedom outside is to accompany officials to take office and follow the journey, and the other is to make breakthroughs in the publishing industry.

A woman without talent is virtue. This is a contradictory statement in feudal society. On the one hand, the court guided them, and Cheng-Zhu Neo-Confucianism required them in this way. On the other hand, women had to have rules and etiquette, and they had to learn poetry and books. Since they had learned poetry and books, a woman without talent is virtue, which was just empty talk.

Another effect of Jia Cong doing this is that these women can open up a certain horizon for them in the Grand View Garden, and the benefits are always more than disadvantages. For example, Lin Daimei, to put it bluntly, is a senior depressed patient and a female literary youth who cannot extricate herself. The affairs of the Grand View Garden are nothing to say for Jia Cong. It has nothing to do with masculinism or feminism. Compared with many things outside, family affairs are naturally pediatrics.

Of course, Jia Cong did not support feminism. When he first studied the Red Chamber and read "Days of the Red Chamber", Zhang Ailing's feminist thoughts were very important. It was not that he looked down on women, but that the political stage was almost all men. Women were interested in politics and were prone to emotionality. Like Aunt Cixi, it was okay to measure the material resources of China, make the favor of the great powers, and rectify a few princes, but she couldn't do international diplomacy. Even Wanli's mother, being the empress dowager was also the brain of a businessman. Those who ruled the country from behind the curtain were left without mentioning the one Wu Zetian, and the methods were really no less than those of the bearded men, and they belonged to a very small number. This is the physiological structure and emotional thinking of both genders, which determine who is the world dominant. The golden age of women in the matriarchal clan is gone after all.

After finally coming to feudal society, enjoying three wives and four concubines, how could Jia Cong support feminism?

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The group entered Rongqing Hall and said this to Jia Mu. Jia Mu opposed it on the spot: "No, we are a tribe of poetry, rituals, how can we destroy our reputation?"

"Cong'er, you knew a few years ago that the incident of Feng Yatou's sealed money was not glorious after all. Now that the imperial concubine is favored, how can she easily make her daughter's reputation spread? Isn't this a humiliating family? Ah?"

Does the Jia family have a family? I don’t listen to what you did when Jia Zhen, Jia Rong and Jia She did. Jia Cong sat at the head of Rongqing Hall and said carefully: “The old lady, the publication and the biography of her boudoir name are completely different.”

"Why do you have to use your boudoir name when engraving the sisters' poetry and books? This is one of them. Don't you both have the same name as the two sisters, one sister, Zhu Dajie, and Bao Er Ge,? Hengwujun, Xiaoxiang Concubine, Daoxiang Old Farmer, Yihong Young Master, Qiushuang Layen, Lingzhou, and Ouxie, you don't need to sign the name in the boudoir. Readers don't know who the author's name is. In this way, what troubles do you have to worry about your daughter's reputation?"

Although Jia Baoyu looked down on Jia Cong, he did not object to Jia Cong's opinion. As a young man who would cherish the beauty, he knew that if he could publish a collection of poems, Lin Daiyu would probably be much more open. In order to make Lin Daiyu's talent and nowhere to show it. When the imperial concubine visited her, "a row of spring leeks and a row of rice flowers in ten miles" were all secretly dealing with it. At that time, Daiyu was still thinking about showing her talents and overwhelming everyone, but there was no stage after all, and the Begonia Poetry Club was only a few of them entertained themselves.

"Old ancestor, I think that Brother Cong's statement makes some sense. Even if you are famous in the boudoir, it is not a secret or a private carving, right?" Jia Baoyu chose to speak for Jia Cong this time. While he was considerate in front of her grandmother, he was as open as possible. Unlike facing Jia Zheng, although he was a father and son, he was as trembling as the king and his subjects, and was restless.

Fangyi is to be sold, and private carvings are collected by one's own family. Historical research and archaeology in later generations mostly come from private carvings and manuscripts, which are the elegance of rich families. Fangyi is profitable, and private carvings are costly, materials, craftsmen, and time are all wasteful.

Jia Cong didn't want to do something futile like private carving, but Jia Mu nodded and said, "Private carving is harmless."

"The old lady wants to carve it privately, but my grandson has another idea. Since my ancestors agree to the sisters' association and recite poems, imitating Xie Lingyun, Tao Yuanming's Lotus Club, Xie An, and Wang Xizhi's Dongshan Yahui, it is not impossible to go further. Secondly, such as Sister Lin, who is weak and sick, and no matter how big the Grand View Garden is, he is still bored. He is alone in the gloom of Xiaoxiang bananas and Ehuang's spotted bamboos, which are harmful to the sick body. My grandson remembers that there is a similar statement in the Thirteenth Department of the Tai Hospital. The more depressed the heart, the more serious the illness becomes. If he can transfer to this secluded boudoir and be happy, he can also comfort the ancestors' desire to cherish their grandchildren."

Lin Daiyu glanced at Jia Cong, and Jia Cong said again: "The third is that the ancestors probably don't understand the author's heart of the poetry collection. If you can engrave and publish it, and if you outside publish the reviews, you can not only make a little money, but also make the authors happy. Although our family does not lack money, in addition to monthly procedures, you can prepare a makeup bag and a utensil to play with it, which is not a bit more heart-warming?"

"Look at how well Brother Cong said, it's good everywhere, so let's just follow my ancestors." Li Wan also said to her.

"There is no way to carve the cemetery, how can the woman in the boudoir be discussed? Even a name cannot be done. There is no etiquette and law. No one is human, no ghost, no ghost, how can the daughter of everyone?" Jia Mu waved her hand. Jia Cong's move challenged the universal values ​​of his ancestors for decades, and derogated the ancestors of the novel "Talented Man and Beautiful Man" and sent her to the point: "You go down and prepare for the exam yourself. If there is a way to carve privately, it's okay. Don't read the more you read, the more stupid you become."

Jia Cong sneered in his heart and asked for his bullshit etiquette. Although Jia Mu did not agree with it, Jia Cong could also implement it by himself. Jia Mu turned a blind eye. She knew a lot of things, but she didn't know that there were more things to do at home. She was relatively open-minded, but she also used stupid places.

Do you think Jia Yuanchun can protect you for a lifetime? In two years, Jia Yuanchun will be able to cross the river with a clay Buddha.

The sisters came out with him and they found it happy and interesting to privately carve. As Jia Cong said: Why don’t every talented person want their works to be printed and published one day?

"You copy your own collection of poems and give them to me privately." Jia Cong was not happy or angry. In fact, he made up his mind to take them out and carve them out, and he also wanted to make some money.

"Okay, this is to leave a name forever. The great talent of the Lotus Society is not only for the bearded men, but also for the elegant meeting of the East Mountain. You are making snow and we are waiting for it." Jia Tanchun was full of fun.
Chapter completed!