After I got into the drama, I led the plot astray

Du Changfeng thought about it and felt that it was not appropriate to ask this question, so he said with a stern face: "Don't talk nonsense to my mother. If my mother really forces a wife on me, I will definitely not let you off easily."

I chuckled and said, "Don't worry, I won't introduce you to anything wrong. I guarantee you'll be satisfied."

After saying that, I quickly lowered the curtain and shouted, "Zhang San, Li Si, hurry up."

When Zhang San heard this, he quickly pulled the reins and the carriage drove out quickly.

I didn't get to fight today and I felt uncomfortable all over, but I was able to provoke Du Changfeng before leaving. Seeing his expression as if he had eaten shit, I felt better again.

The woman was lying in the carriage, breathing weakly. It was such a cold day and she didn't have even a cotton coat or a pair of shoes. She was lucky enough not to have frozen to death yet.

The little beggar sat close to his mother and looked at me with a sad face.

I thought about it, picked up the cloak on the carriage and covered the woman with it. Perhaps it provided a little warmth, and the woman's purple complexion eased a little.

The little beggar stared at me and suddenly burst into tears. He had endured too much abuse, expulsion and beatings, and except for his mother, no one else had ever given him a bit of warmth. Now seeing what I had done for him, his almost frozen heart suddenly cracked.

I felt the woman's pulse. The hunger, cold and illness had made her dying. Even if she was cured, the underlying disease would cause her pain for the rest of her life.

It’s a pity that I don’t have much white light left, otherwise if I helped her clear it a few more times, it would probably be better.

I was just thinking about it when the little beggar suddenly asked with sobs, "Excuse me, Second Young Master, is there no hope for my mother?"

I paused and said, "No, it's just that I'm a little seriously ill and need more time to heal."

When the little beggar heard this, he crawled to my front, knelt down, and kowtowed to me, saying, "Please, Second Young Master, save my mother. I don't have any money now, but I will work hard in the future and give you all the money I earn."

I withdrew my hand from feeling the pulse, supported the little beggar to stop him from kowtowing, and asked, "What's your name?"

The little beggar's forehead was swollen, but he didn't seem to feel any pain. He looked at me and answered seriously, "Second Young Master, I don't have a name. My mother calls me Bao'er. Some people outside call me a little beast, some call me a bastard, and some call me a bastard."

There was an inexplicable emotion in my eyes, and my heart felt sour and bitter. I sighed and continued to ask, "Then do you know what your last name is?"

The little beggar shook his head and said, "My mother never told me her last name. My father died when I was just born. My mother has been on the run with me. These past few years have been very hard. My mother's health is very poor. She has forgotten many things, even herself."

Having said this, the little beggar's eyes turned red again.

I thought about it and said, "Since you are coming back with me, then you should take my surname. My surname is Zhao, and you will be called Zhao Ping'an from now on. I hope you will live a peaceful and smooth life. What do you think?"

After hearing this, the little beggar murmured, "Zhao Ping'an, Zhao Ping'an, what a good name! I never thought I would become a famous person in the future."

The little beggar wiped the tears from his face, kowtowed to me three times, then looked at me seriously and said, "Thank you, Second Young Master, for the name. From now on, I, Zhao Ping'an, will be yours. When I die, I will be your ghost. I will follow you forever and ever, and I will never have second thoughts. If I disobey you, I will be struck by lightning!"

I smiled and gave him a fake hand, saying, "Just be grateful. I will treat those who are good to me twice as well, and those who are not good to me, I will send them to hell. So I hope you remember that I don't support ungrateful people."

Zhao Pingan replied seriously: "Yes, Second Young Master, Pingan will definitely keep your words in mind."

I touched his head and asked, "Ping An, do you want to study?"

"Study?" Zhao Ping'an's eyes lit up, but then dimmed again, and said, "Second Young Master, the cost of studying is very high. Ping'an has no money, and I have to make money to treat my mother's illness."

I patted his shoulder and said, "Don't worry about the money for studying. I know a teacher who takes in orphans and teaches them to read and write. He is the most knowledgeable and the best teacher in the world. If you want to study, I will send you to Master Lu. But the premise is that you must study hard, seriously and strive for first-class grades. Do you have the confidence to do it?"

Zhao Ping'an's eyes widened, his chest heaving, and he asked in disbelief, "Really, is it really possible?"

I nodded and said, "Of course, as long as I donate another sum of money to Master Lu."

"Donate, donate money?" Zhao Ping'an didn't expect that he would still need money, so he asked cautiously, "How much do you want to donate?"

I said, "Don't worry about donating money. I will definitely donate until you pass the exam."

Zhao Ping'an was shocked when he heard this and asked hurriedly, "Well, that would require a lot of money, right? I've heard from others that the lowest-level study in the capital requires more than ten taels of silver a year for tuition. I'm nine years old now, and it will take at least ten years for me to pass the imperial examination. That wouldn't cost several hundred taels of silver?"

For him who was penniless, a hundred taels of silver was out of reach, and several hundred taels of silver was simply an astronomical figure.

I smiled and said, "Don't worry, as long as you study hard, money is not a problem."

I don't think money is a problem, but Zhao Ping'an thinks it is a big problem. If he wants to go to school, the debt he will owe will be something he can never pay off in his lifetime, no, in several lifetimes.

So he said with a bitter face: "Second Young Master, I'd better not go to school. The tuition is too expensive. I'm afraid I can't afford it."

At this moment, Zhang San shouted outside: "Second Young Master, we have arrived at the General's Mansion."

I lifted the curtain and saw that the carriage had arrived at the main gate of the general's mansion. I said, "Enter through the side door and go directly to the backyard."

"Yes, Second Young Master." After Zhang San finished speaking, he raised the whip and drove the carriage towards the side door.

There is a patient in the carriage, so it would be more convenient to get on and off directly in the backyard.

The carriage drove straight to the Lily Courtyard where I lived. The gateman in the courtyard heard the sound of the carriage and quickly opened the door to welcome it.

I got off the carriage, and Yingchun came out with Panchun and several maids.

I said to Yingchun, "Go and clean up a room for them and their child to live in. Prepare some soft food and bring it to their room."

Yingchun lifted the curtain and took a look at the people in the carriage. There was a dirty and smelly little beggar sitting in the carriage, and an equally dirty woman lying there. She immediately understood what kind of room she should clean up, so she said to Panchun, "Panchun, go clean up a room in the backyard, Wangchun, go cook noodles, and Xichun, go boil water for the second young master to take a bath."

I have to say that Yingchun had a very sharp eye. Based on the clothes worn by Zhao Ping'an and his mother, she could tell at a glance that even if these two people came back in my carriage, they were just servants and could only live in the backyard.