After I traveled through the book, my sister kidnapped my mother

Wen Zhimiao was not unhappy after being hit on the head, and even smiled foolishly at Shi Wanyue.

"Don't do this next time. Are you relying on your good health?" Shi Wanyue warned her again.

"Not anymore."

Although Shi Wanyue looked a little angry, Wen Zhimiao knew that she was doing it for his own good, so he admitted his mistake obediently.

After they finished breakfast, Shi Wanyue said she wanted to go home: "I haven't eaten with my grandmother for a few days. It's the end of the year, and she has a lot of things to worry about. I have to help take care of it."

Wen Zhimiao knew it, so he didn't stop Shi Wanyue.

After Shi Wanyue left, Wen Zhimiao did not leave the palace again today.

It is now the holiday time before the New Year, and everyone should be resting, but only a few people are still on duty.

But Wen Zhimiao couldn't take much vacation. There were many affairs in the North, and she would feel uneasy if she didn't take care of them herself.

In fact, Su Qingluo was just as busy before, and Wen Zhimiao didn't feel unwilling at all.

After all, the problem is there, and if she doesn't deal with it, Su Qingluo and Yun Zhou will have to deal with it. The two of them haven't had a chance to go out and relax for so many years. Even every time they go to the palace, there are actually a lot of big and small matters to deal with, so it's rare to relax.

Wen Zhimiao looked at the memorials sent from the North and quickly immersed himself in them.

She didn't expect He Yuanyao to come to see her before she left the palace.

As soon as He Yuanyao entered the room, she saw Wen Zhimiao writing something at the desk.

Without disturbing her, he found a book on military strategy in Wen Zhimiao's study and started reading.

After Wen Zhimiao finished his work, he looked at He Yuanyao and asked, "Why aren't you with Wu Zhuangyuan and the others today?"

He Yuanyao waved her hands: "It's not fun. You guys are not here. There's nothing fun with them. They're either fighting or drinking. It's boring. It's more fun to play with you guys."

"It's not as interesting as playing football." He Yuanyao sighed.

Wen Zhimiao smiled and said to her: "You can also go play football. Aren't the previous players still here?"

"It's not fun without Tongtong. You don't go, and Wanyue doesn't go either. It's really boring if no one goes." He Yuanyao said quietly.

"Then you come to me, I can't play with you." Wen Zhimiao pointed to the pile of documents at hand: "I haven't finished dealing with them yet. I relaxed for a day yesterday, and I'm destined to be very busy today."

"I didn't ask you to play with me. You are busy. I will read some military books. Otherwise, I don't like reading alone." He Yuanyao muttered softly.

Wen Zhimiao laughed: "That's fine too, you see."

"Why don't Wanyue and Princess Sister help you?" He Yuanyao asked curiously.

"My sister finally has a holiday, so it's good for her to go to the Taoist temple with Su Yubing to relax. As for my sister, she hasn't spent enough time with grandma for a few days, and I can't ask her to accompany me every day, right?" Wen Zhimiao thought he was not that shameless.

"Yeah, then you'll have to handle it on your own. I don't understand those things." He Yuanyao said with a smile.

Wen Zhimiao chuckled: "Even if you understand it, I can't show it to you. If you see it, it means you know the secret, and knowing the secret means you will be a suspect if something goes wrong."

When He Yuanyao heard her words, she quickly shook her head: "Then I definitely won't watch it."

Wen Zhimiao looked at her nervous expression and thought it would be fun to tease her.

"Okay, read the book yourself." Wen Zhimiao sighed deeply. Looking at so many things to deal with, he felt a little headache.

The two of them were doing their own things quietly.

When Yun Jiuzhao came back, he saw the two of them sitting on opposite sides. There was a small sand table in Wen Zhimiao's study, and He Yuanyao was studying military tactics on the sand table.

Wen Zhimiao was reviewing memorials, and the two of them really did not interfere with each other.

It was almost lunch time, and Wen Zhimiao only had a few memorial papers left.

Yun Jiuzhao walked in, and He Yuanyao couldn't help but feel a little nervous when she saw her.

"County..." She called out a word and suddenly realized something was wrong, then changed her words: "Princess Sister."

Yun Jiuzhao nodded slightly at her: "Studying the art of war?"

He Yuanyao nodded nervously: "Yes."

"Come on, there will be many military exams in the next year. Although talking about military strategy on paper is not as good as actual combat, if you don't even have anything on paper, you will have to go through a long period of trial and error in actual combat."

Although there is a popular saying in the military camp: It is better to have no books than to believe in them completely.

However, none of those who could become the Grand Commander or the General were really ignorant of reading. Even He Yuanyao's father passed the provincial examination.

Wen Zhimiao turned around after hearing their conversation and asked, "Sister, you're back?"

"Well, are you still busy?" Yun Jiuzhao's attitude was obviously much gentler when facing Wen Zhimiao.

"There's not much to do. Sister, have you had lunch?" Wen Zhimiao asked.

"I haven't come back yet." Yun Jiuzhao walked to her side and took a look at the remaining few books. He only looked at the first page and roughly knew what it was about.

"How about we have dinner together later? Originally, I was planning to have dinner with A Yao, but the kitchen should be able to add more dishes, so we may have to wait?" Wen Zhimiao sought Yun Jiuzhao's opinion.

"Okay, don't worry. Do you need help?" Yun Jiuzhao asked her.

Wen Zhimiao shook her head: "No need, if you have nothing to do, why don't you accompany Yao to practice? She looks distressed for a long time, but I haven't finished watching it yet."

He Yuanyao wanted to say no, she was really afraid of being rejected, but Yun Jiuzhao just glanced at her sand table and nodded: "Okay."

She walked to the other side of the sand table: "I'm not as good as you in this area, but different people have different ways of thinking, maybe I can give you some inspiration."

"Okay, okay." He Yuanyao replied woodenly.

While arranging the sand table, He Yuanyao suddenly felt that she had been judging Yun Jiuzhao by her own standards. Yun Jiuzhao was not the kind of person who would completely ignore her if he didn't like her.

I just don't like it. It doesn't mean I can't teach her anymore or I won't help her anymore.

Wen Zhimiao watched the two begin their game, and she continued to do her own thing.

"Ah, I understand." Wen Zhimiao had just finished dealing with the last memorial when he suddenly heard He Yuanyao's excited voice.

Wen Zhimiao stretched and saw that He Yuanyao looked extremely happy.

Yun Jiuzhao raised the corner of her mouth slightly. She was very happy that she could help He Yuanyao solve her doubts.

Wen Zhimiao also walked over to take a look: "What do you understand?"

He Yuanyao showed her a military book, and the two of them began to discuss it in whispers.

Yun Jiuzhao walked to Wen Zhimiao's tea table, sat down and poured herself a cup of tea. She drank the tea slowly and looked at the sky outside. It was indeed very similar to the sign of snow that Su Yubing had described.

I don’t know if the snow will be heavy this year. I hope it won’t be too heavy, otherwise it will be a huge burden on the national treasury.