I am cannon fodder, but I can hug thighs

"Do you think it's possible?" Lin Jin's plan was very clear. She just wanted to solve the problem of water diversion from the South to the North, the problem of people freezing to death or starving to death in winter because of insufficient firewood and food, and to reduce the death rate among people due to problems such as wound inflammation.

She knows her limits and the limits of her knowledge.

"I don't think it's possible." Fang Zhining thought she was asking him, and immediately rejected Lin Jin's whimsical decision. "I know you have a lot of weird ideas, but no one has been able to put away the weird energy in the fire well for so many years."

It's not like no one has ever thought about collecting the gas from the fire well and transporting it to other places for use, but it's impossible to do so. If you use a bamboo tube to store it, it will just keep burning and can't be extinguished, and it will be burned out by the time it's transported to other places.

"Then let's give it a try." Lin Jin shrugged. What if?

Lin Jin started studying the structure of gas tanks and gas valves in the evening. He couldn't worry about the hoses for the time being and had to get the drawings out first.

The news that the second place winner of the autumn examination dug up the princess' tomb spread within a day. In Daxia, not only was tomb robbing strictly prohibited by law, but the people also hated this behavior. Tomb robbers were condemned by everyone.

Because of Feng Yuan, all the women who participated in the imperial examination were re-investigated by Bai He, and then all the women were only allowed to live in Tingyu Tower before the spring examination. If they went out on weekdays, Bai He would follow them secretly, trying to minimize the impact of Feng Yuan's incident on the women's imperial examination.

Feng Lai was Feng Yuan's cousin. Although the place where he worked was poor, it was not far from the capital. The letter reached him in just two days. When he read the contents of the letter, his eyes darkened. The thing he feared most had happened.

"Someone, prepare the horses! Prepare the horses quickly!" Feng Lai wished he didn't have this cousin. She was well-educated, but how could she be so confused? He must go back and apologize before the emperor blamed him.

Lin Jin knew nothing about all this. She was arranging the exams for the college. She wrote all the papers herself, with a written test in the morning and a practical test in the afternoon. The results would be out in just one day. She gave the task of grading the papers to Yan Wusheng and Fang Zhining, and she and Xing'er would grade the practical tests.

Lin Jin looked at the operations of these people. They were all studious and hardworking. They did well, much better than she had imagined. After all, no one needed to retake the exam. After the operation test, she randomly asked each of them a few questions and nodded after confirming that there were no problems.

"All are good. No one failed." Lin Jin was quite satisfied with the results and looked at everyone. "If you have any questions in the future, just ask each other. I won't go to the battlefield with you, so I can't help you. But there are your seniors on the battlefield, you can ask them."

She gave them some detailed instructions, asking them to pack their bags in the next two days and be ready to go north at any time: "If you can't ride a horse, tell Xing'er later. If you can't ride a horse, hurry back to pack your things and follow the grain cart to go north tomorrow."

After Lin Jin had made all the arrangements, she asked them to go back and prepare, and bring everything they needed, as there was no way to send text messages or express deliveries here.

The wind blew the curtains, and the sunlight poured into the house, bringing warmth.

Chunzao's eyelids kept twitching, as if she had gone through a lot of difficulty to open her eyes. Looking at the snow-white ceiling, she opened her mouth to speak, but because she had been unconscious for too long, her throat seemed to be blocked, and she tried hard to make a sound.

"Baby, are you awake?" Before Chunzao could utter a word, a face appeared in front of her, the wrinkles at the corners of its eyes were full of worry and joy.

Chunzao looked at her mother who had aged a lot, tears rolled down her eyes, and she said in a hoarse voice: "Mom, I miss you so much."

She didn't know how much time had passed, but she hadn't seen her mother in four years.

"It's good to wake up, it's good to wake up, mom misses you too." The woman held Chunzao's hand and cried loudly, "Mom will never say anything to you again, and will never care about you reading comics and novels again. Don't scare mom like this anymore. If something really happens to you, how will mom live?"

Four months ago, her daughter fell into a coma for unknown reasons. The hospital directly diagnosed her as a vegetative state and didn't know whether she could wake up. Until a few days ago, her brain waves returned to normal and the doctor said there was hope of waking up. She had been waiting by the bed, and finally her daughter opened her eyes.

You Chunzao has been in a coma for too long. He has been relying on nutrient solution to maintain normal life needs for the past four months. Although he has woken up, he is unable to sit up or get out of bed and walk around. Even raising his hands is very difficult.

She couldn't help but wonder if those four years were just a dream, and she didn't dare tell her mother these words.

She sipped the porridge that was fed to her in small sips. Seeing her mother had aged more than ten years in just a few months, she couldn't help shedding tears again: "I'm sorry, Mom."

If only, if only she had thought more about her family.

"What nonsense are you talking about? You are just sick. There is nothing to be sorry about. Don't cry, baby. If you cry, mom will want to cry too." During these four months, she dreamed every night that all her daughter's vital signs disappeared and would never come back.

You Chunzao sobbed. It was her fault that her mother knew nothing. If only she hadn't thought about conquering Song Shiqiu. Even if it was just a dream, she had never thought about these things in her dreams.

"Baby, Mommy wants to tell you something." Cen Yi hesitated, worried that she would feel bad. "Your favorite author stopped writing more than half a month ago."

During the time that You Chunzao was in a coma, she tried to read the comics and novels on the bookshelf. She didn't understand what was so good about these books, but she wanted to read them to help her understand her daughter better, and they became her spiritual support during this period.

Most of the books on You Chunzao's bookshelf are written by an author named Jiang Xue Xiaorong. She has read some of the books over and over again, and even often mentioned this author in her diary. She followed the other party's Weibo and author account, but more than half a month ago, the other party released a latest message, announcing that he would stop writing.

You Chunzao was just stunned for a moment. She had lived in the book for four years, and her feelings towards the author had become very complicated. It was no longer the simple admiration and love she had at the beginning.

"Why?" You Chunzao remembered that Jiang Xuexiaorong had said that unless he ran out of inspiration, he would keep writing until he was old.

Cen Yi found Jiang Tingxue's Weibo and put it in front of You Chunzao, which explained the reason for stopping writing.

Jiang Xue Xiaorong has written so many books and healed many people, but the person she most wanted to heal was her good friend, Lin Liu, the cannon fodder character at the beginning of her latest book. However, just over half a month ago, the prototype of Lin Liu left this world. Jiang Xue Xiaorong felt that she could no longer write good works, so she announced that she would stop writing.

You Chunzao stared at the announcement blankly. She suddenly knew who the prototype was. According to the timeline of the two worlds, half a month ago was the time when Lin Jin returned to the world in the book.

Lin Jin is really Lin Liu...

"Mom, please ask her if her best friend is called Lin Jin." You Chunzao hurriedly tried to grab the phone, but her limbs were slow, so she could only ask Cen Yi for help. "Please ask her for me, this is very important to me!"

Cen Yi looked at her daughter in confusion, but You Chunzao was willing to help her find the Jiang Xuexiao Melt, not to mention asking her for help. "Okay, okay, baby, don't worry. Mom will help you ask."

You Chunzao drank the porridge absentmindedly, so everything was not a dream, she really stayed in that world for four years, and everything that happened was real.