Upon hearing Su Ying's question, the couple who were sorting out the rice cakes raised their heads and said with a smile, "Young Madam, you may not be aware, but the Empress has established a women's academy for children from poor families like us. As long as we meet the requirements, when we get selected after drawing lots, we can go and study."
Half of the woman's hair had turned white, and when she smiled, the wrinkles on her face bundled up at the corners of her eyes. However, Su Ying could see the hopefulness in her eyes, and her turbid eyes were filled with joy and radiance. "Our girl Moon is lucky. We won the ballot yesterday, and tomorrow she can pack up and go to school."
"Yes, yes. No one in our family is literate. If she goes to the academy, Moon may be able to write poems and articles. She will become a scholar, and that makes her different from the rest of us." The middle-aged man spoke with a proud expression.
