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

Yang Shuo just looked at Weng Xiaoxiao deeply but didn't say anything. The shock in his heart was beyond words. This was not something that ordinary people could experience.

"How is Liang Bin now?"

"We haven't seen each other since the outing in March. I heard from Boyu that Liang Bin has been working outside and rarely returns to the capital."

Weng Xiaoxiao couldn't imagine what that passionate man would look like now. She hoped that he wasn't too emotionally hurt. "That's good too."

"You kid, you talk about serious matters like an adult. Don't worry so much. Everyone has their own fate."

"How many years older are you than me?" Weng Xiaoxiao curled her lips.

Upon hearing this, Yang Shuo burst into laughter.

Being in a noble family, there are too many things that cannot be helped, not to mention that their family has 300,000 border guards. The old emperor was uneasy before leaving, so he issued an imperial decree to grant the marriage.

It is necessary to both control him and win him over. Keeping him in the capital as a "hostage" is one aspect, and marrying him into the Yang family is another.

"Are you having a fever?" Weng Xiaoxiao then realized that Yang Shuo's face was unnaturally red and his body was shaking a little.

"Maybe, it's okay..."

Weng Xiaoxiao frowned, "Is your injury serious? Do you need me to get some medicine?"

"No need. It's been bandaged. It will probably be better after a good night's sleep." He didn't want to cause trouble and bring trouble to the girl.

"I have antipyretic powder. Take some before you go to sleep."

Yang Shuo nodded, cold sweat breaking out on his back. He really couldn't hold on any longer.

Weng Xiaoxiao went over to make the bedding, then stepped aside.

"Then you, how do you sleep?" His burly body took up most of the bed.

"I'll just sit down and take a nap. Don't worry about me. It's just a small matter."

"Sorry." Yang Shuo nodded apologetically.

"It's nice to know your friend's current situation. I just need to give up my bed. It's not a big deal. You can rest in peace."

After taking care of Yang Shuo and helping him take medicine, I covered him with the only two quilts he had. He was injured and had a fever, so he couldn't catch a cold again.

Although Yang Shuo felt guilty, he had not slept for a whole day and night and could not resist the fatigue. He lay down and fell asleep soon after.

Weng Xiaoxiao found a cotton cloak and put it on, then added more charcoal to the fire and sat down around it. She thought about this and that for a long time, and finally fell asleep with her legs hugged.

When dawn came, Yang Shuo was awakened by the loud shouting from next door. When he sat up, he found a small figure huddled by the fire.

When he was a few years old, his mother went to the frontier to accompany his father. When he was sick, he wished his mother could stay by his side, but he grew up in longing and disappointment.

He stared at the small figure on the ground for a long time. This thin little girl had protected him twice. He couldn't just say he owed her a favor and let it go. He had to do something practical for her this time.

Yang Shuo quietly stood up, took out all the banknotes on his body and put them under his pillow. Then he walked over and added some charcoal to the charcoal basin.

The little girl would rather sit all night than get close to the bed. She is a very sensible and self-respecting person.

Then he couldn't take the girl to bed and do something that would damage her reputation.

Yang Shuo made the bed with one hand, looked around the room, saw paper and pen on the table, and went over to leave a few lines of words.

Before leaving, Yang Shuo stopped and looked at the little figure again. He himself did not realize that this person had been deeply engraved in his heart.

After sitting all night, her legs were numb and she felt groggy. She was afraid that she would fall if she stood up, so she just stayed where she was. She waited until her legs could move again before she stood up.

Looking around, he didn't see Yang Shuo, then he saw the note on the table and realized that Yang Shuo had left.

I didn’t sleep well and wanted to continue sleeping, so I went out and closed the gate.

She was not a germaphobe, but she never liked to share her bedding with others. Even at this moment, when she could not open her eyes, she still changed the sheets and moved the top quilt to the bottom. After she had tidied everything, she lay down comfortably and went to sleep.

I slept until the second half of the day and was woken up by hunger. Thinking back to Yang Shuo's arrival, it felt like a dream.

......

Within a few days, the house was negotiated, the contract was signed, and the property was transferred.

The yard may not look big, but there is still a lot to do to clean it up. It was too slow and tiring to clean it up by herself, so Weng Xiaoxiao had to hire two temporary workers to help.

After cleaning, there are still various shopping tasks to do. No matter how long you live there, you can't be too compromising, even though Weng Xiaoxiao is not a picky person.

After finishing all these, it is already the twelfth lunar month, the coldest time of the year.

We asked someone to look at the date and decided to move to the new house on the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month.

To celebrate the move, we invited Ouyang Hua and Tian Runze to stay at home.

"Your little courtyard is nice and cozy. If I have a quarrel with my family someday, I can stay here for a couple of days and have some peace and quiet."

Weng Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes silently, "It's better not to. I wish you a loving father and filial son, and a peaceful family."

"Stingy and disloyal!"

Weng Xiaoxiao ignored Ouyang Hua's complaints, but it was not easy for her to say it out loud.

Seeing that Tian Runze looked fine, he asked for something to talk about, "Brother Tian, ​​have you settled your family affairs?"

"My mother went to the nunnery a few days ago. It took a long time to persuade her before she agreed. But she can't stay for a few days. There are many things to do at home during the New Year holidays. Mother won't let her take a break. When spring comes, before I enter the academy, I will definitely send her there. It's better to suffer a little than to suffer at home."

Weng Xiaoxiao did not respond. She had chosen the path of being a concubine, and she had to hold on even if she cried. It was just a pity for the younger generation.

"By the way, I have finished the examination papers. Can you two scholars give me some comments to see if I have the ability to take the examination?"

Weng Xiaoxiao went back to the room and brought out a dozen papers.

Exams are never easy at any time. There is a lot to prepare for, and if you want good grades, you have to suffer behind the scenes.

The two scholars each took two sets of papers, and after looking at them, they exchanged them with each other.

"Weng Xiao, you just won't work hard. If you are willing to go to the academy and study hard, you will be able to pass the imperial examination, or even become a Jinshi in no time."

Is the answer really that good? Weng Xiaoxiao was a little unconvinced, "Thank you for the compliment, brothers. Can I really pass it?"

Tian Runze flipped through the paper and said, "If there is one thing that is not good, it is your handwriting. I really cannot praise it."

"Yes, Brother Tian hit the nail on the head. My handwriting is not good enough. But, brothers, guess how long I have been practicing this calligraphy?"

The two scholars looked at each other in bewilderment. They had all started writing since they were young, so wasn't Weng Xiao the same? His family was in a special situation, and it wasn't easy for him to learn to read. So if he asked this, he must have started to learn very early.

Tian Runze asked curiously, "How many years? It must not be long. With your qualifications, if you have enough time, it will never be like this."

"One year, just one year at most." Weng Xiaoxiao was quite proud to be able to write like this. At least she could write hairpin-flowered small calligraphy.

Ouyang Hua was shocked after hearing this. "Your calligraphy in this year is better than mine after practicing for three years. It's rare."

Weng Xiaoxiao didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Brother Ouyang, how old were you when you started practicing? The speed of improvement will naturally be different at different ages."

"That's right. You live alone, don't you plan to hire a servant? Someone has to do the rough work like cooking and washing clothes."

Weng Xiaoxiao couldn't explain her helplessness directly, so she evaded the question by saying, "It's hard to find a reliable person. I'm young, and if I find someone who doesn't obey discipline or betrays his master, it will only cause trouble for me."

"That makes sense. The people around us have been with us since childhood, so we can trust them naturally. Weng Xiao has no foundation, and it is not easy for him to have his own family business. Don't be in a hurry, just take it step by step. Being a housekeeper is also a great knowledge!"