When I opened my eyes, I became Song Wan, the palest moonlight in history.
Tomorrow is the meeting in Shen Yuan. According to the original plot, I had to write "The Hairpin-headed Phoenix" and then die in depression, with my name only living in the footnotes as "Fang Weng's Ex-Wife".
--Dream.
I grabbed my fiancé Zhao Lin and confessed: "Actually, I come from the future."
He was silent for three seconds and his eyes lit up: "You're not her? It's better."
So we joined forces and started to "bug" in the Southern Song Dynasty:
Open schools, run newspapers, and engage in logistics——
Wanfengtang allows women to read, and Shuyukan allows the boudoir's voice to make headlines.
My best friend Shen Qingci gave me his life's collection and established the "Yi'an Fund";
Ying'e taught me the art of war and formation, and we started a "lady logistics" that connected the north and the south.
Even what Fang Weng later gave me was not a love poem, but a joint reform initiative.
Later, the Jin soldiers pressed the territory, and the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty were in panic——
It turned out that our "women's trade" had been transporting grain silently for half a year and saved half of Lin'an City.
Historical records record: "Wanlin Trading Company" sells its goods all over the world.
Unofficial history writes: Mrs. Zhao always likes to smile at the ledger and says this is called "sustainable development."
When he was dying, Zhao Lin held my hand tightly:
"In this life, the happiest thing is not marrying Song Wan, but meeting you."
I smiled handsomely:
"There is no need to erect a monument for me - every girl who comes out of the boudoir and lives her own life is my inscription."
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Reading guide:
1. The female protagonist is clear-headed, the male protagonist has perfect assists, the CP partner is engaged in career, and occasionally quarrels with each other.
2. A true record of the start-up of a girl group in the Southern Song Dynasty, which is passionate, funny, and occasionally venomous.
3. Mild historical magic modification, everything serves the plot~
Intention: To sublimate one person's regrets into the epic of an era.