Quick wear: cannon fodder is a bit strong

Min Rouer was afraid that the secret of Madam Zhao's body would be discovered, and the weather was hot, so Madam Zhao's funeral was hastily concluded.

Soon rumors spread in the capital.

No matter how filial Nan Xi was, she was so heartbroken by her mother-in-law's death that she was so sick that she couldn't get out of bed.

Others lamented that Madam Zhao was unlucky. She had finally found her son, who had become successful and married a filial daughter like Nan Xi, but he died young, unable to enjoy her happiness for many years.

Some people also said that Min Rouer was a concubine and should not be in charge of the household. After all, the Zhao family came from the countryside, so isn't this a joke?

Someone immediately objected, saying that Min Rouer was Madam Zhao's niece and the daughter of a scholar, so she was naturally different.

Others said that Nan Xi, as the legal wife, was so generous, so why not give her some dignity?

The rumor quietly circulating in the officialdom was that General Nan seemed to have some opinions about his grandson-in-law. Didn’t he see that he didn’t even attend Madam Zhao’s funeral?

When those who heard it thought about it carefully, it seemed to be true. General Nan had not contacted them about Zhao Wenxuan for a long time.

Naturally, these things were spread by Nan Xi through Ma Xiaosi, no, Liu Rugu.

In a short period of time, Liu Rugu had already established his own subordinates and a simple information network in the capital.

If one can collect information, then naturally one can also spread the news that Nan Xi wants to spread.

In short, these rumors were spreading like wildfire. By the time Zhao Wenxuan realized what was happening, it was already too late to do anything.

Zhao Wenxuan smashed a whole set of tea sets in Guanlan Courtyard, but the depression in his heart did not dissipate at all.

I just received news that his memorial of mourning was approved.

He knew it was normal for him to be in mourning after his mother's death, but for some reason, he just felt something was wrong.

Normally, an official would report his mother's death on the second day of mourning, and the mourning period would last for three years.

After three years, even the hottest tea will become cold.

So, why did ancient officials advocate filial piety so much?

It wasn't entirely out of genuine filial piety. It was that once his parents died, his career would be cut short. Who knew what would happen in those three years?

What if that position is not reserved for you, and you don’t know where you will be assigned after three years.

However, there are exceptions.

That is, if the emperor is reluctant to part with this person, he will personally reject the memorial of mourning and ask officials to "appoint him regardless of personal feelings." Then the mourning period can be waived.

But Zhao Wenxuan hadn't appeared before the emperor recently, and hadn't completed the tasks the emperor had ordered. Naturally, he didn't receive this special treatment.

His petition to seize the love was directly approved by the Ministry of Personnel.

Zhao Wenxuan walked back and forth on the ground, fanning himself.

It seemed like there was always a voice inside him telling him: It shouldn’t be like this!

His mother shouldn't have died so early, and he shouldn't have to be in mourning... He should be successful and have everything go well for him!

After much deliberation, Zhao Wenxuan decided to go find Nan Xi.

Although this was somewhat embarrassing for him, his career was more important. Although Nan Xi was stupid, she was still his legal wife after all.

If General Nan asks the emperor to let him take back his love, the emperor will definitely exempt him from the mourning period.

Logically speaking, General Nan should have taken the initiative to take care of such an important matter without him even asking. But this time, he couldn't blame Nan Xi. After all, she was too stupid to understand these things.

What he hated was General Nan, who had no sense of propriety at all.

But it doesn’t matter. As long as Nan Xi reminds him, he will naturally know what to do.

Thinking of this, Zhao Wenxuan tidied himself up and headed straight for Tingxue Courtyard.

Nan Xi had just finished eating a hot pot with a few maids in the yard.

The house is smelling now.

She had worked up a sweat and taken a shower, and was leaning against the window, feeling drowsy in the breeze.

I was very displeased when I heard someone knocking on the gate.

Using his mental power to sense it, he realized it was Zhao Wenxuan. After thinking for a moment, he guessed his intentions, so he called Zhiqiao and Zhixiao to give them some instructions.

Zhao Wenxuan knocked on the door for a long time, but no one answered him. He was so angry that he was fuming.

Every time he came to Tingxue Courtyard in the past, the people there, including Nan Xi, were flattered and welcomed him with great hospitality. When had they ever been turned away like this?

It was a very hot day and he was sweating all over.

He really wanted to walk away, and never step foot into this stupid woman's courtyard again. But thinking about the purpose of his visit, he had to endure it and continued knocking.

After a long while, Zhiqiao and Zhixiao finally opened the door a crack:

"What's the matter, uncle?"

"Our eldest daughter is not feeling well and is taking a nap. She can't stand being disturbed..."

It means if you have something to say, say it quickly, if you don’t, get out.

The veins on Zhao Wenxuan's forehead jumped a few times, and he raised his foot to kick Zhi Qiao and Zhi Xiao who were in the crack of the door.

"You bold, slut! You..."

Before she finished speaking, Zhi Qiaozhi Xiao quickly closed the door, and Zhao Wenxuan screamed:

"Ah! Legs! Legs~ My legs are pinched!!"

Zhi Qiao burst out laughing. Zhi Xiao pushed the door open again, then said in a panic:

"Oh, Master, please forgive me...Forgive me~ We didn't mean it."

Zhi Qiao also said:

"Why did you suddenly stretch your legs in? I was so scared that my hands were shaking. Ouch~"

The two girls explained with their mouths, but their hands did not move.

Zhao Wenxuan's legs were still stuck in the door, unable to move in or out, and the pain was so severe that he broke out in a cold sweat. He no longer cared about his dignity as a scholar and began to swear:

"You two bitches! You..."

"...I'll let Madam sell you off and send you to the lowest-class brothels to serve as servants..."

Zhi Qiao and Zhi Xiao looked frightened, but they used strength in their hands.

There was a slight "click" sound, and Zhao Wenxuan's insults came to an abrupt end.

Accompanied by a loud howl - Zhao Wenxuan's leg was broken.