Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Chapter 1042

Chapter 1042

The scholars submitted their articles, but Jacob rejected them outright without even presenting them to Rafael. The scholars' attitudes were dismissive, and they still held prejudice against the workshop. They were reluctant to even consider issuing a clarification. "Submit it again tomorrow. If it's still like this, then there's no need to bother coming back," Jacob instructed indifferently.

"Sir, you're a scholar yourself. Now that you've gained power, why are you making things difficult for other scholars?" one scholar asked, gritting his teeth.

Jacob responded with the simplest, most direct retort, "It's a pity you weren't born a woman. Maybe then, you'd understand the hardships your mothers face." "What does the workshop have to do with women? It's a place for discarded wives," another one of them scoffed.

Jacob's expression darkened. "If there are discarded husbands, they can go too."

The scholars froze.

"Discarded husbands? Such talk is absurd!"

Jacob looked at them with scorn in his eyes. "Oh, really? Why wouldn't there be discarded husbands? Are all men in this world so virtuous, so much better than women?"

face hardships. They build careers, support their wives, and raise

back, "And what doesn't

him in shock, as if he had just uttered

by this time tomorrow, then forget about your future. You can go back to farming, sell your

gestured for Travis

a woman's skirt, studied for a few years, and are

one thing I

do is criticize this and that. Did all your education go to the dogs? If you have

cheer you on!"

the scholars couldn't even lift a hand to defend themselves. Now, with

all dutifully submitted

Jacob was

had written about the hardships

of women in the world, as well as acknowledged the original intent behind the establishment of Skye Embroidery. After all, not all women who were cast out were terribly wicked. Even those who had erred deserved a chance

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