Cannon Fodder Is King [Transmigration]

When Xiao Clan woke up, he found that he was in a dark Buddhist hall with a nun's robe that didn't fit.

Then she remembered what had happened before, her face changed drastically.

She staggered and climbed out of the bed, slapping the doors and windows desperately: "Let me out, let me out!"

"I want to see Lord Guo, I want to see Jing'er."

"It was Xing Xiaoya, it was Xing Xiaoya who framed me, and they were all deceived by Xing Xiaoya."

...

It's a pity that even if Xiao cried out his throat, no one answered her.

Except when it's time for dinner, a mute person will pass through a small hole in the corner to give her food and clothes for the day.

After the depression and despair, the Xiao family's determination to expose the ugly face of Xing Xiaoya to Zhao Lingwu and Zhao Yijing was strengthened.

For this, she has to live well.

After half a year, there was a loud noise outside the house, which alarmed Xiao who was doing morning class.

Immediately after the door opened, everyone filed in.

The Xiao subconsciously raised his hand to cover the dazzling sunlight.

I only heard the person talking with Duck Duck in his voice: "Are you the Xiao Clan?"

After finally getting used to the surrounding light, Xiao Shi put down his hands, and only then could he see clearly that the man who came was the steward and an **** of the Guogong Mansion.

Although the housekeeper looked unbearable, he still took out a letter from his arms and handed it to Xiao. He hardly dared to look directly into Xiao's eyes: "Hus... Xiao, this is a letter written by the grandfather of the country to you. book?"

As if struck by lightning, Xiao cried out, "What did you say?"

Just listen to the vibrating voice of the eunuch: "According to the decree of the Holy Spirit, drag the Xiao family to Caishikou, heavy responsibility for the 30th board, expelled from the capital, come here—"

"Yes." Two guards with knives came out immediately behind the eunuch, grabbed Xiao Shi and walked out.

"Heavy responsibility for thirty big boards, expelled from the capital?" Xiao's complexion changed and she was dizzy. She struggled desperately: "How come this is happening, I want to see Lord Guo, I want to see Jing'er."

"It's useless," the housekeeper sighed, "At the palace banquet two days ago, because the elder son wore a jade pendant gifted by the elder son's wife, it was recognized by the uncle Zheng Guo as the property of the late Queen of Filial Piety. It was found out that the wife of the first son was the daughter of the empress of filial piety, and the saint on the spot made the wife of the second son the eldest princess of Ningguo... Now the grandfather of the country is seriously ill, because of your relationship, the son has also been sent to prison, if not The eldest son and the eldest princess begged for you, the saint was originally going to kill you..."

Hearing this, Xiao's face was pale, her eyes lost, and she muttered to herself: "How can this be, how can this be?"

Seeing that she was no longer struggling, the **** waved his hand: "Take it away."

In this way, the Xiao family was brought to Caishikou by them.

People from the past gathered around and pointed at her.

"Is this the lady of the government who caused the princess Ning Guo to have two miscarriages?"

"It's not her."

"She can do it, too. Tiger Poison doesn't even eat its seeds."

"I heard that Princess Ningguo is still her son's lifesaver."

...

Shame, unwillingness, shame and anger... all emotions disappeared at the moment the red sign was dropped.

"Hit—" Following the eunuch's order, the water and fire stick fell on her fiercely.

Pain, piercing pain.

The applause in the ear was endless.

She fainted and woke up again after being broken by water.

She has no time to think about other things, she can only wish to die immediately.

I don't know how long it took, and the thirty board was finally finished, and she was only half-sigh left.

In the next moment, rotten eggs and rotten cabbage leaves overwhelmed at her.

In a daze, a fairly familiar voice came from her ear: "My lord, since the 30th board has been played, you don't need to work with the officials, and the students will take Xiao to leave the capital."

"Who are you a criminal?"

"I... I am her son."

son?

Jinger——

Xiao's breath was rough, and he barely opened his eyes. When someone approached, it was a face she hadn't expected.

She stared blankly at the rotten eggs exploding on his forehead one after another, and the fishy egg liquid fell on his hair and clothes.

He didn't care, but said with red eyes: "Mother...Mother, An'er will take you out of the capital."

After the surprise, there was only a touch of emotion left. The Xiao family never expected that when she was almost in desperation, the one who extended a helping hand to her would turn out to be the concubine whom she had always regarded as nothing.

Just before she could speak, a severe pain hit her heart, her breathing was stagnant, and she fainted.

For the next two months, it was like dreaming. I couldn't survive or die.

Fortunately, she survived in the end.

After sending the doctor away, Zhao Yi'an gave the decocted medicine to Xiao's.

Already used to the taste of concoction, Xiao took the medicine bowl and drank it in one fell swoop. At the end, she said: "You sit down and we talk."

Zhao Yian hesitated to answer.

Xiao Clan looked at Zhao Yi'an, who was in the dust, and was silent for a while, but finally he said, "Why would you help me?"

She didn't doubt Zhao Yi'an's intentions. She spent more than two months together day and night. Zhao Yi'an took care of her in every possible way. She had never had a trace of impatience, which was very telling.

Under the dim candlelight, Zhao Yian looked at Xiao, with a touch of admiration rising on his face. He said: "I had a serious illness when I was young. If you hadn't taken the post and hired a doctor for me, I'm afraid Long ago dead. From then on, I swear I will repay you in the future."

The Xiao clan still vaguely remembered this incident. She thought of a thousand reasons for Zhao Yi'an to help her, but never expected it to be such a reason that was not a reason.

"It is the responsibility of the lady in charge to manage the backyard." It should be said that Zhao Yi'an is too sincere or too stupid, and Xiao's expression is moved: "Fuzzy, just for such a trivial matter, I gave up the Jin Yiyu in the Guogong Mansion. Is it worth it?"

"There is nothing worth it, I only know that if I don't do this, I will regret it for a lifetime." Zhao Yi'an said softly.

Xiao's eyes reddened instantly.

When everyone misunderstood and disgusted her, Zhao Yian appeared and dispelled most of the gloom in her heart.

It is impossible not to be moved.

Early the next morning, Zhao Yian went to the street to set up a small letter-writing stall, and his daily income was barely enough for the two of them.

Although the life is tight, but the victory is in stability.

Xiao's body got better day by day, half because of staying at home and having nothing to do, and half because she wanted to earn some money to subsidize the family. She asked Zhao Yian for some needles and threads and embroidered her purse.

She has studied Su embroidery specifically, so she didn't know her craftsmanship. Besides, this is a small place, and things became popular as soon as they went on the market. She reached an agreement with the embroiderer with the most expensive offer, and arranged for the other party to pick up the goods every five days.

With the addition of Xiao Clan, the burden on Zhao Yian's body was instantly lighter.

After more than two months, Xiao Clan’s injuries healed, and the family also saved eight taels of silver.

Eight taels of silver, she used to reward her at will and no one knew this number, but here, she has become all her family.

When she was disappointed, she was satisfied and even thought that after another year or two, she would be able to save enough money for Zhao Yian to marry a daughter-in-law.

With this mentality, the Xiao family temporarily forgot everything that happened in the capital.

Until another five days came, the boss of the embroidery shop who had agreed to pick up the embroidery did not come in the afternoon.

Xiao thought that the other party might have been delayed by something, anyway, she lived not far from the embroidery shop, so she just took a trip and sent the embroidery.

After making up her mind, she went out with her things, but when she took to the street, she was greeted by neighbors in the neighborhood.

"I said, how did she know how to embroider? It turns out that she is the lady of the government who caused the princess Ning Guo to miscarry twice."

"I really know people, know my face and don't know my heart. I usually seem to be a good person, but my heart is so dark."

"It's not..."

Xiao's face was stiff, like falling into an abyss.

She finally knows why the boss of the embroidery shop hasn't come yet.

She staggered back home.

This was not the most devastating thing. When it was dark, Zhao Yian was carried back. His face was bruised and swollen. There was no good flesh, and his right hand was also interrupted.

Seeing Zhao Yian's appearance, Xiao cried as he sent away the kind passers-by: "Goddamn bastards, how dare they put such a heavy hand."

"Mother, don't cry. We will survive the harder time. What an injury is this." Zhao Yi'an comforted her while saying, "Mother, let's move."

After a long silence, Xiao said: "Okay."

In any case, they can't live in this place anymore.

But I don't want them to settle down easily every time they go, and the scandal of the Xiao family will be exploded, and then someone will go to the place where Zhao Yi'an is doing things to make trouble.

The two of them hid all the way from Guizhou to Yunnan. Gradually, the Xiao clan also noticed something was wrong.

She gritted her teeth: "It must be Xing Xiaoya, it must be she who is playing tricks."

Hearing this, Zhao Yi'an hesitated to speak but stopped.

"Why, obviously I have fallen into such a field, she still refuses to let me go!" Xiao's face was ashen.

In this way, with the heart disease and the sequelae after repeated beatings, Xiao fell ill again.

This illness never healed again. Zhao Yi’an’s money has also bottomed out, and everything that can be paid is accepted. There is no money to pay the rent. Zhao Yi’an has to take Xiao’s to find a ruined temple to live in, a living image. A beggar.

"An'er, it's my mother that drags you down..." The skinny Xiao's face was wrinkled, his eyes sunken, and his breath was dying.

She knew she was going to die, but she didn't feel desperate.

She was tired from life, tired from escape, and tired from illness. For her, death was not a relief.

The only thing she is ashamed of is Zhao Yi'an. If it weren't for her, why had Zhao Yi'an fallen to where she is today.

He was admitted as a talent at a young age. Who can guarantee that he will not be named on the gold list in the future. He will marry a virtuous wife and have two or three lovely children. When he gets old, the husband and wife will be harmonious, and the children and grandchildren will be full...

Zhao Yian knelt in front of the bed, squeezed Xiao's right hand with both hands and put it to his mouth, crying bitterly: "No, the child is incompetent, and the mother's disease has not been cured."

"In the next life...in the next life, we will be mothers and children again, then, then..." Xiao Clan panted hard and opened her mouth, but couldn't speak anymore. She sniffed the mildew odor from the bedding on her body. Wei, looking at Zhao Yian, who was in grief in ragged clothes, and then at the tattered roof above his head, a burst of hatred burst out of his muddy eyes.

How can she not hate.

Thinking of her for decades, she has been serving congee, applying medicine, paving roads, and repairing shantangs... and everything is sincere and kind.

She asked herself that she had never deliberately done anything that hurts the world and reason, but in the end, it fell to the end of today's husband abandoning, son centrifugal, impoverished, and dying of illness in his hometown.

It's all Xing Xiaoya, that poisonous woman, she confuses her Jing'er, and she framed her to this point.

She hates it!

But what's the use of hating again, she is dying, but Xing Xiaoya is still alive.

She wondered in a daze, how great it would be if she could see Jing'er again. It was the child she almost didn't keep in October when she was pregnant. It was the child she had studied for decades and loved for decades...

"mother--"

As Zhao Yian screamed, Xiao clan felt that his body was getting lighter and lighter, and finally it almost drifted away. At this moment, she didn't know where a strange wind blew, making her top-heavy, and the chaos and chaos did not know what year and month.

I don't know how long it took before that strange wind finally subsided.

Suddenly there was a voice in the world.

"Give something to the Xiao family again?"

"No, our father-in-law is filial, and the princess bodhisattva is heart-hearted. Even if the Xiao family has done so many evil things, the father-in-law still remembers him. No, we are sent to her every three months. It’s been three years since I gave things, and it’s never been interrupted."

"Hey, with so many things, I don't know that it took the Xiao family a few lifetimes of blessings to meet such good sons and daughters as the grandfather and the princess.

"It's not..."

Xiao opened his eyes suddenly, and what caught his eye was a familiar street.

She was taken aback for a moment. Isn't this the back door of the Guogong Mansion?

Isn't she dead?

She realized that she was floating in the air, and then her eyes lit up, so God heard her prayer and sent her to see her son?

Her breathing suddenly became a bit quicker.

"Okay, let's not talk about it, I should go now."

"That way, be careful on the road!"

Hearing this, Xiao's eyes fell on the two carriages that passed through the crowd and drove into the distance, and he was taken aback for a moment.

Jing'er often gives her things?

She knew that Jinger had never forgotten her.

It's just why she never received these things.

But it was only a moment, and the excitement and tension instantly dispelled the doubts in her heart like a ruin.

She set off and flew to the Guogong Mansion.

The house has changed a lot, and he has only been away for three years, but it gives the Xiao family a feeling of being separated from the world.

Following the general direction, she found the main courtyard of the Guogong Mansion.

It's near, it's near...

Excited, apprehensive, nervous... Xiao Shi didn't know exactly what kind of mood he was in right now.

She slowed down and walked slowly through the door.

In the study, Zhao Yijing is reviewing military books.

It was what she remembered. Xiao covered her mouth, but before the tears rolling in her eyes fell, someone knocked on the door and entered.

The man knelt on one knee and said, "Master Guo, there is news from Yunnan that the Xiao family is dead."

"Dead?" Zhao Yijing put down the book, his tone was flat, as if talking about something that had nothing to do with him: "What about Zhao Yi'an?"

"I'm sick, I'm very sick, and I don't expect much time." The person replied.

"I see, withdraw everyone who is staring at them!"

"Yes, the subordinate retires."

The tears in Xiao's eyes were forced back by the indifference on Zhao Yijing's face.

She looked blank, even at a loss.

She watched Zhao Yijing stand up and went to the cubicle.

She subconsciously followed, and what caught her eye was a mourning hall with sacrifices and a tablet on the altar table.

The memorial tablet reads ‘the spiritual position of the first mother of Zhao Zhou’s Su Niang.’

Zhou Su Niang!

The name Xiao Shi couldn't be more familiar, so many times when she dreamed back at midnight, she couldn't wait for the person to be skinned and cramped.

Zhao Lingwu thought it was perfect, but she actually knew everything, but she didn't say anything.

Because she was from elementary school where her husband was a wife, and her husband sang her husband; because she knew that Zhao Lingwu would not dare to move Zhou Su Niang to the table; because she also didn't want Zhou Su Niang to appear in front of others. In that case, her original partner's status would not be guaranteed.

Seeing it is pure, she never deliberately inquired about Su Niang afterwards, only heard that she died early, and she didn't know how she died.

Only saw Zhao Yijing take three sticks of incense and light it on the candle. After three kneelings and nine percussions, he inserted the long incense into the incense burner and said: "Mother, Xiao is dead. She killed you in the street back then. Now she If you die of illness, you can look down."

Killed in the street?

Xiao's face was expressionless, she remembered that more than 20 years ago, when she took Zhao Yijing to the street to watch the lantern, the servant next to her missed and killed a sneaky, head-covered man who wanted The trafficker who started with Zhao Yijing.

But it turned out that it was Zhou Su Niang?

Zhao Yijing stood up and said: "Xiao, don’t blame me for being cruel, I didn’t intend to kill you. But who made Xiaoya the first princess of Ningguo, and the emperor asked her about the miscarriage. That’s bullying. The sin. In order to preserve Xiaoya's pure and good image in the eyes of the emperor, then I can only wrong you and die. And your cousin's family, who would let them know that you were imprisoned in the temple, secretly sent People go to Xiaoya’s shop to make trouble. I originally just wanted to send them far away. It was their bad luck that they encountered the refugee riots. No wonder I..."

With that, Xing Xiaoya's voice came from outside the door: "Yijing, come on, the workshop finally got the soda (sodium carbonate) out."

Hearing this, Zhao Yijing immediately opened the curtain of the mourning hall and walked out.

Xing Xiaoya gave Zhao Yijing a small porcelain bottle. Zhao Yijing opened it and saw that there was a pile of white powder in the porcelain bottle. He asked, "How did it make it?"

"It was made with salt and coal," Xing Xiaoya smiled openly: "In the future, we will no longer have to go to Wucheng to mine (natural sodium carbonate mine). In this way, the cost of soap making can be reduced by at least 80%."

"Not bad." Zhao Yijing raised his hand to adjust the sideburns for Xing Xiaoya, with a gentle expression: "Thanks for your hard work."

You must know that soap making alone can bring more than 200,000 taels of income to the government every year.

"This is what I should do." Xing Xiaoya hugged Zhao Yijing with a sweet face.

Xiao's gaze fell on the maid who was following Xing Xiaoya, and a sense of familiarity came to his face.

After a while, she finally remembered. Isn't this the maid who stood up to accuse her three years ago because she couldn't hold the board?

When things have reached this point, what else does she don't understand?

She looked at Zhao Yijing and Xing Xiaoya who were hugging each other not far away. They were smiling so happily, but she felt the biting cold.

No wonder her child, who had been sentenced to death by a doctor, suddenly got better.

It's no wonder that the old lady, who has always been a gentle personality, just arbitrarily snatched her child who was just a few days old and raised it by her side.

No wonder Zhao Yijing has never looked for her in the past three years, and accidents will happen wherever they fled...

Thinking of Zhao Yi'an several times when she talked about Zhao Yijing, she was hesitant to say something, Xiao's eyes blushed directly.

She Xiao Yiru is a complete idiot, and she has raised a **** as a baby for more than 20 years, and has spoiled it for more than 20 years.

Zhao Lingwu, the old lady, Zhao Yijing, Xing Xiaoya... this family turned her around.

Finally, Zhao Yijing and Xing Xiaoya stepped on her to gain a lot of good reputation.

Ruthless, really ruthless!

How excited she was when she came, how hate she was now.

Xiao's hand reached out and touched the corner of his eyes, and looked down at the blood on one hand.

She sharply raised her head to look at Zhao Yijing and the two, stunned.

"Bitch, I'm going to kill you—"

She screamed and flew towards Zhao Yijing and the two, not returning to her former grace.

The next moment, she went straight through Zhao Yijing's body.

She was stunned for a moment, then turned and attacked the two again.

"Yijing, how do I feel chilly on my body." Xing Xiaoya said.

Zhao Yijing looked up and said, "It's going to change. Go back and add some clothes."

"it is good."

Time and again in vain, the Xiao Clan's last fighting spirit was wiped out.

She slumped on the ground, letting Zhao Yijing and Xing Xiaoya take them away.

With a bang, the heavy rain poured down.

She was already powerless to complain about God's injustice. She only blamed herself for being so stupid, that she was dying, and she still thought of Zhao Yijing in her heart.

Not only did she harm herself, she also harmed her cousin's family of eight, Grandma Zheng, and Yi'an--

Yes, Yi'an, and Yi'an.

Xiao was panicked, and the man said that Yi'an was ill. He was seriously ill. What happened to him now?

Thinking of this, she stood up hurriedly and flew in the direction she came.

I don't know how long it took before she finally returned to the ruined temple at the foot of the mountain.

The whole temple looked unusually cold and quiet, and she smelled the faint rancid smell coming from the tip of her nose, and a touch of anxiety suddenly rose in her heart.

The more you go in, the stronger the rancid smell.

In the corner behind the Buddha statue, Xiao Clan was almost out of breath with the strong rancid smell. She tremblingly stretched out her hand, and pulled the thin quilt on the bed, a carrion corpse suddenly appeared in front of her.

Xiao Clan's gaze fell on the clothes she knew better than before on the carrion, and the sky was spinning around suddenly.

"Madam, why are you crying?"