It's not scary to travel through a book, you can change your fate as a cannon fodder by yoursel

Tian Runze was just thinking about it and asking. Even if he had money to buy a house, it was impossible for him to live with his biological mother. At least it would have to wait until he got married and separated from the family before this would be possible.

Weng Xiaoxiao didn't have the key, so the three of them just walked around the yard a few times.

When they reached the intersection, they separated and went their own way.

Weng Xiaoxiao had a headache when thinking about hiring someone. They had to be very reliable, otherwise it would be better not to have one. Her situation was quite special, and it was not easy to find someone who was extremely loyal to her.

While walking and thinking about something, a tall figure flashed by. Weng Xiaoxiao felt dizzy and rubbed her eyes. Where was the familiar figure? There were passers-by coming and going everywhere.

After buying some food and daily necessities, I returned to the yard where I rented.

After cooking a bowl of noodles and eating her fill, Weng Xiaoxiao went back to the house and lit the charcoal brazier. The winter in the south of the Yangtze River is damp and cold, not warm at all, and she couldn't survive without a charcoal brazier.

The room was warm, so I warmed my hands and rubbed them together. My hands, which had just touched the cold water, felt less stiff.

But just as I sat down and took a few sips of hot tea, I heard a knock on the door.

The strange thing is that the knocking sound didn't come from outside the yard, but from outside the door...

She has already bolted the gate!

what happened?

It would be a lie to say I wasn't afraid. I bravely asked, "Who is it?"

"Weng Xiao, don't be afraid, I'm Yang Shuo."

Yang Shuo?

No wonder the figure just now looked so familiar.

Seeing that it was an acquaintance, Weng Xiaoxiao let down her guard, walked over and opened the door, and saw General Yang, who was dressed in black and wearing a bamboo hat.

"Young Master Yang, what happened to you? Are you injured?"

Yang Shuo supported his left arm with his right hand, which was hanging down in an unnatural position.

"I was slightly injured and have nowhere to go right now. I just happened to meet you, so I'm sorry to bother you." Yang Shuo showed a very bright smile.

"You are a guest, please come in." Weng Xiaoxiao stepped aside to make way.

He must have a mission to accomplish his outfit, and there are not many people in the world who can hurt him. Even if Weng Xiaoxiao was curious, she would not ask any more questions.

He poured Yang Shuo a cup of hot tea and asked, "Is your injury serious? Is there anything I can do for you?"

Yang Shuo looked at Weng Xiaoxiao. It was rare to see a man who was not familiar with her come to her house and looked injured, but she could still be so calm and self-controlled. However, a woman who could live independently was naturally extraordinary. "Please prepare a basin of warm water for me. I need to clean my wound first."

"Do you have any medicine for injuries? I only have some common trauma medicine here, and I don't know if it will work."

"The preparations are quite complete." Yang Shuo was a little surprised.

"It's nothing. I have to live at home alone."

Yang Shuo smiled and nodded, "I brought medicine."

"Okay, then you take a rest first, I'll go boil some water."

Although he really wanted to ask about the situation of his friends in the capital, Yang Shuo was in no hurry given his current condition.

Weng Xiaoxiao turned around and went out, quickly brought back a basin of warm water, found a new handkerchief from the cupboard, and then found a piece of white cloth.

"What width should the cloth for bandaging a wound be cut into?"

"Just a finger's width."

Weng Xiaoxiao nodded, took the scissors and started cutting. After preparing five or six strips, she asked again, "Are these enough?"

"Okay, thank you."

"Can you do it yourself?" Although Weng Xiaoxiao didn't mind helping, she wouldn't rush forward.

Everything has been taken into consideration. Even if the bandage is a little inconvenient, Yang Shuo doesn't want to cause more trouble for the little girl. "I can do it. Go and help make some food. Thank you."

This was to avoid suspicion. Weng Xiaoxiao closed the door and went to the kitchen.

It would probably take some time to clean and bandage the area, so Weng Xiaoxiao slowly kneaded the dough and rolled the noodles, but all she could think about was the trip in March.

Time is always ruthless, and more than half a year has passed in a flash.

Seeing the door open, Yang Shuo came out with half a basin of blood in one hand. Weng Xiaoxiao hurried over to take the basin, opened the gate, and poured the blood into the ditch outside.

A big bowl of steaming egg noodles was placed in front of him. Yang Shuo thanked him, said a few polite words, and then started to eat it voraciously.

After cleaning up the dishes and washing them, Weng Xiaoxiao's hands became cold again. She picked up two pieces of charcoal and put them in the hand warmer, hugging them to keep warm.

"Weng Xiao, I heard about your situation from Linlin. How have you been these past six months? Have you been in Yangzhou since you left Beijing?"

"I'm fine. I've been to many places I wanted to go, seen beautiful scenery I've never seen before, and witnessed all kinds of life. I don't want to leave here for the time being, but I still want to visit the northwest next year." Weng Xiaoxiao sat aside, holding a hand warmer, and chatted casually like an old friend.

Yang Shuo listened quietly, and from time to time he looked up at the little girl opposite him with a calm demeanor and clear eyes, with hidden admiration.

"I can think of a way to get you to the northwest. But there isn't much scenery there, especially where my father is stationed. It's either windy or snowy, and the weather is terrible. No one wants to go there."

“There is beauty in picturesque scenery, but there is also beauty in vicissitudes and desolation. You have to see and experience it to know it.”

Yang Shuo smiled and nodded. The beauty of a scene does not entirely depend on the scenery itself, but on the mentality of the person who is looking at the scenery.

I couldn't help but laugh at that idiot Jiang Liangcai in my heart. He was so cruel and blind that he didn't know how to cherish such a good girl. I'm afraid he didn't understand her at all.

"Bo Yu joined the Ministry of Industry and donated money to become a minor official. Now he is very motivated and has not abandoned the family business."

This is good news. I am very happy for my friend. "How is Sister Yang?"

Yang Shuo's eyes suddenly dimmed, "Weng Xiao, do you know who Linlin envies the most?"

"It can't be me?" Weng Xiaoxiao smiled and blinked.

"Yes, it's you." Yang Shuo sighed, "In June, Linlin entered the Eastern Palace with Miss Kong from the Imperial Tutor's Mansion and became the Crown Prince's concubine. Now she has been named Consort Liang."

Weng Xiaoxiao stood up suddenly, and the hand warmer fell to the ground. She was unable to utter a word for a long time. This was not mentioned in the original book, and she had never thought it would be like this.

"Sister Yang, is she... okay?" How could Yang Lin, who was so upright, have a happy life in that cruel place called the Imperial Palace!

Both the Queen and Kong Wan are ambitious, resourceful and ruthless people. Yang Lin will never be able to defeat them.

Weng Xiaoxiao was lost in her own thoughts and didn't notice that Yang Shuo had picked up the hand warmer and was waiting for her to reach out.

"Don't you envy Linlin?"

Weng Xiaoxiao took it and snorted, "What's there to envy about those four high walls? What she envies is my freedom, isn't it?"

His mother was a rare woman, a wife of a second-rank general, who was granted an imperial decree. She was so simple that she didn't even wear jewelry, but she made his father willing to stay with him all his life, without even a maid. However, no one would disappoint a woman who was willing to give up wealth and glory, and even cruelly abandon her own flesh and blood, to stay with a man through thick and thin.

This girl is only in her teens, but she has such extraordinary knowledge. She is truly not an ordinary person.

"Master Yang, please tell Sister Yang to be low-key, not to compete for favors, and not to have children. Only when you are alive can you have hope."

Yang Shuo was a loyal person to the emperor. Weng Xiaoxiao didn't dare to say many things directly. She just hoped that Yang Lin could live well and live until the emperor escaped and retired and the power was handed over, and then find a way to escape.

"I'll tell you when I have a chance. But why can't we have children? Isn't it true that a mother treasures her children?"

"Young Master Yang, I like reading history books, and I like reading unofficial history even more. In times of war, the generals who lead the troops are the pillars of the country. What about peacetime? Isn't Dingbei Marquis' Mansion always low-key? Is there a need for this kind of mother's honor through her son?"

When facing smart people, Weng Xiaoxiao knows when to stop talking.

The emperor would not allow Yang Lin to give birth to a child. Even if others in Dingbei Marquis's mansion did not understand, Dingbei Marquis would definitely understand, and his grandson, whom he personally taught, would also understand.

The founding emperor of the Qin Dynasty made his fortune by rebelling. After he ascended the throne, he was most wary of the generals who led the troops. That was why he enfeoffed his sons as princes to guard the border.