"Prince, this minister's daughter didn't bind her feet. You wouldn't dislike this minister's daughter, right?”
Boom!
Chang Yifeng's words struck Zhu Biao like lightning.
Foot binding!
He had actually forgotten about the matter of foot binding!
"Prince?"
Seeing that Zhu Biao did not speak for a long time, Chang Yifeng was a little anxious.
"Ah, I don't like the three-inch golden lotus.”
Zhu Biao calmed himself down and chatted with Chang Yifeng.
"Why did Miss Chang suddenly mention foot binding?”
"This official's daughter's little sister has started to bind her feet. This official's daughter saw her cry every day and couldn't eat. In just a few days, she lost a lot of weight. Because of the prince, this official's daughter didn't experience the pain of binding her feet.”
Ma Xiuying had a pair of " heavenly feet " that were not bound. In addition, Chang Yifeng's mother, Lan Shi, had heard that Zhu Biao's two maidservants in the Crown Prince's manor were not bound either, so she decided not to let Chang Yifeng bind her feet.
The two of them chatted for a while more until Chang Yuchun came to tell Zhu Biao and Chang Yifeng that lunch was ready. The two of them then realized that they had been chatting for more than an hour.
Zhu Biao had a sumptuous lunch at the Chang Residence.
He also invited Chang Yifeng to visit him at the crown prince's manor before he was sent back to the manor by Chang Yuchun.
Chang Yuchun was even happier when he learned that his daughter was having a good time with Zhu Biao.
As for Zhu Biao, after returning to the prince's manor, he began to think about how to solve the problem of foot binding.
Zhu Yuanzhang himself liked women with three-inch golden lotuses.
The Sun family, who gave birth to his first daughter, and the Hu family, whom he doted on now, both had very beautiful three-inch golden lotuses.
As the saying went, the superior followed the subordinate. Zhu Yuanzhang liked to bind his feet, so the officials below naturally would let their daughters bind their feet.
If Ma Xiuying didn't have a pair of " heavenly feet ", his future wife and concubine would have a pair of small feet.
Zhu Biao didn't think that the three-inch golden lotus was beautiful at all.
Especially when he had seen the ugly appearance of the feet after the foot-binding cloth was removed.
When Zhu Biao saw it for the first time, he felt terrified.
That's right!
Zhu Biao took out a pen and paper and sat in front of the table.
Zhu Yuanzhang had definitely never seen a woman with bound feet remove the cloth.
Then he would draw it for Zhu Yuanzhang. Zhu Biao did not think that Zhu Yuanzhang would like it after seeing it.
After Zhu Biao thought it through, he picked up his brush and started drawing on the paper.
For a moment, there was only the sound of the pen tip touching the paper in the room.
The next day, Zhu Biao brought his drawing to Zhu Yuanzhang's study.
"Father, I came today to discuss something with you.”
"What's wrong?"
Zhu Yuanzhang smiled when he saw Zhu Biao.
When Zhu Yuanzhang saw Zhu Biao, he almost smiled. His son was amazing. He was proud.
"My son wants to ask my father to ban foot-binding.”
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The smile on Zhu Yuanzhang's face had yet to disappear, but it fell off in an instant.
"Biao Er, I like small feet, but I don't dislike your mother's natural feet, right? There's no need to promote it to the outside world, right?"
Zhu Yuanzhang thought that Zhu Biao didn't like Hu, who loved his feet, and came to feel wronged for Ma Xiuying.
"Father, what are you thinking about?"
Zhu Biao felt helpless when he heard Zhu Yuanzhang's words.
"Father, look at this."
Zhu Biao placed the paper in his hand on Zhu Yuanzhang's table.
Zhu Yuanzhang only took a glance and immediately turned his head to the side.
Even the knowledgeable Zhu Yuanzhang was shocked by what was written on the paper.
It was too ugly.
"What is this?"
"This is the small foot of a three-inch golden lotus.”
" What?!"
Hearing this, Zhu Yuanzhang picked up the piece of paper again and read it carefully.
"How is that possible?"
The three-inch golden lotus, Zhu Yuanzhang loved it very much. He often played with Hu shi's feet in his hands. How could it be like this?
Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't imagine it.
"Father, there are close to 200,000 women in Yingtian City alone. This was more than half of the labor force.”
"Women who have bound their feet not only suffer great pain in the early stages of binding their feet, but they also lose their ability to work when they reach adulthood.”
Although Zhu Yuanzhang was shocked by Zhu Biao's painting, he still didn't think much of it. He didn't think that women could create anything.
Zhu Biao, of course, could see Zhu Yuanzhang's indifference. He thought for a moment and spoke again.
"My son is already developing a new type of textile machine. My son estimates that after the development is successful, a woman can spin at least 30 bolts of white coarse cloth every month.”
"How…how much?"
Zhu Yuanzhang could not believe his ears.
In ancient times, cloth was a hard currency that was second only to food. In many cases, it was more useful than gold and silver. Moreover, thirty bolts of cloth were worth a tael of silver. This income was no less than the income of a civilian laborer!
Of course, in Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes, these were not the most important things.
The most important thing was that the woman who was not important in his eyes could actually produce so many resources!
"Biao Er, you didn't lie to us? A woman could weave thirty bolts of cloth a month?”
In fact, in Zhu Biao's opinion, this number was already a conservative estimate. According to historical records, by the middle of the dynasty, ordinary weavers in Jiangnan could produce a bolt of coarse cloth a day.
Moreover, Zhu Biao knew that the Jenny Spinning Machine in history only turned the horizontal yarn into an upright one, and the efficiency was increased by several times.
If a female textile worker could do it, why couldn't Zhu Biao, who had knowledge of the future, do it?
"Father, when did your son ever boast?”
"This, let me think, let me think.”
Zhu Yuanzhang paced back and forth in the study.
"Father, women can also create huge resources, but this is a woman without bound feet. A woman with bound feet can't do anything.”
Zhu Biao repeated his goal of finding Zhu Yuanzhang.
Ask Zhu Yuanzhang to ban foot binding!
Zhu Biao wanted to turn Da Ming into an existence that was different from history.
Who didn't have the dream of an empire where the sun never sets?
It was not enough to rely on men to realize this dream.
The women had to produce enough supplies at the back.
If foot-binding became popular, how much labor would be lost? Zhu Biao felt his heart ache just thinking about it.
After Zhu Yuanzhang heard this, he spun even faster.
"Let me think about it again.”
"Father, why don't you look for a pair of small feet to take a look and ask them how much pain they have suffered because of these small feet? Eldest Sister will also have her feet bound in a few years. Think about it, are you willing to let your daughter suffer this pain?”
"Think about it again. If our son has a daughter in the future, would you be willing to bind his feet?”
Zhu Biao saw that Zhu Yuanzhang was still hesitant, so he gave him another dose of medicine.
Alright, don't you like small feet?
Go and ask how uncomfortable it is to bind your feet. See if you can bear to let your descendants suffer this pain.
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