Livestreaming Literacy Lessons for the Ancients

A livestreaming story with no scumbag men.

Over three years in ancient times, from Li Xinyan to Li Er’ya, she came to deeply understand the misery of commoners under feudal society.

This was an era on the brink of chaos. People remembered famous generals, foolish emperors, and beauties with bone-deep allure, yet no one turned to the pages describing the year of the great famine, when people ate one another, plague ran rampant, and nine out of ten homes stood empty.

Her transmigration brought no romance with princes, nobles, royal sons, or princesses. There were only bones piled high, their owners’ names forgotten, and ghosts chanting beneath the maple trees.

Knowledge monopolized by the aristocracy, women oppressed by feudalism, and ordinary people driven to desperation by exorbitant taxes: beneath all the blood and tears lay a hellish world.

At last, she could escape that hell and return to modern society. At last, she could cast a spark toward the dying dry grass. She would tear open the festering rot concealed by aristocratic clans and pierce the feudal moral codes weighing women down.

It all began with teaching ordinary people to read.

A relationship doomed by fate: this story doesn’t have her flaunting the superiority of modernity to people of the past, and the ancients aren’t tools for face-slapping reactions, so here’s a warning upfront.

I started writing on a whim. I’ll write as much as I can, and see where it goes.

Theme: Living in darkness, yet keeping your heart turned toward the light. Knowledge changes one’s fate.