Cannon Fodder Is King [Transmigration]

When he arrived at the place, Meng Zezhi, who was mentally prepared, fell on his knees with a plop as soon as he entered the house: "Mother."

Recalling the carrion hidden under the quilt in the corner of the ruined temple in my memory, and looking at the small but intact person on the ground, Xiao's nose was sore that he almost shed tears.

Fortunately, she was concerned about the presence of other people, and kept her emotions back in time.

She said slowly: "Get up."

"Yes." Meng Zezhi replied respectfully, then got up from the ground, stood aside, bowed, and did not dare to look directly at Xiao, but said, "How is mother's body better?" There is no lack of concern.

Xiao's mood improved a lot in an instant.

Whatever things are true, it's always the cousin who hasn't had an accident yet, Madam Zheng is still there, she's fine, and An'er is still alive. For her, that's enough.

"It's much better." Xiao Clan said with relief, paused, and then said: "You stand up a little bit and let my mother... I take a good look at you."

She changed her mouth in time, lest she frightened Zhao Yi'an too abruptly.

But even so, the kindness that Xiao Clan showed was still shocked to Grandma Zheng and the maid waiting on the side.

Hearing this, Meng Zezhi paused, and then carefully raised his head to look at Xiao, and found that the other person was also looking at him. His face was red, and he lowered his head in a panic. After a while, Haw moved his steps. Walked to the bed: "Mother."

It can be said that the inner anxiety and restraint are played vividly and vividly.

Looking at Meng Zezhi, who was full of ‘small family spirit’, Xiao Clan couldn’t tell what it was like. She tried her best to maintain a calm tone: “How old are you this year?”

Meng Zezhi replied respectfully: "In reply to my mother, it's twelve."

"On weekdays, food and lodging are still appropriate."

Speaking of this, Xiao Clan's voice stopped abruptly, and she knew exactly what treatment the **** in the backyard was like, not to mention that it was Zhao Yi'an who had no biological mother to take care of him.

When I think of the little **** who wears gold and silver on weekdays and hugs and hugs, I look at her An'er, she doesn’t even have a little accessory on the table, I can imagine how much she spends her days. Toughness, my heart can't help but get a layer of sourness.

People are emotional. When you hate someone, you want him to die. People who love someone are afraid that they can't hold everything in front of him.

Without waiting for Meng Zezhi to reply, the Xiao family turned to look at Mother Zheng: "I remember that during the Dragon Boat Festival, there were some satin and satin rewarded by the Queen Empress. They took them out and bought them for the nine young masters. clothes."

Madam Zheng was shocked. Didn't she say that these good silks and satin should be kept for winter to be made into clothes and sent to the world's children?

But she responded respectfully: "Yes."

The heartbeat of the nurse He's was thunderous, and she could naturally think of what Madam Zheng could think of. In the dark, she seemed to see a road to the sky appearing at the feet of her young master.

Just listen to Xiao Clan continuing to say: "You have lived in the east wing these days. If there is anything undesirable, just talk to Shiqin."

With that said, the maid Zhiqin gave Meng Ze a blessing.

Meng Zezhi appropriately made a flattered look: "Yes."

Said to be here for the sick, in fact, it is almost the same to enjoy.

In the morning, fried lamb, fried yellow cabbage with pork, simmered in clear juice, steamed pork belly, two-cooked fried fresh fish, grilled meat, fragrant rice...like steamed buns and fritters unless you specifically ask for it. Kitchen It will not be prepared.

For lunch, I have fresh shrimps in pepper vinegar, goose bazi, lamb tripe plate with salty black soy mustard, five-flavored steamed chicken, frosted spicy rabbit, lamb crystal dumplings, steamed rice...

Eat a little lighter at night, milk nests, roasted bamboo shoots, goose, steamed chinchillas, boiled quail in marinade, rotten rice soup...

Coupled with steaming the dim sum twice a day, adding dried fruits and dried meat once, it tastes better.

This is Meng Zezhi's perspective.

Maybe the food in the past few years was too bland, either greens, tofu or pork and fish. If you go to the kitchen late, the food you bring back may be completely cold, and there is a layer of white grease floating on it. , I don’t know how to chopsticks even if I want to eat it.

The meal has to be hot when it is cold. The others are okay. Once the vegetables are cooked, they will be fished out. Anyway, Meng Zezhi seems to have no appetite to eat anymore.

Although there is a suspicion of Zhumen’s stinky wine and meat, and roads that have frozen bones, Mencius and his elders also said that if you are poor, you are good at yourself, and if you are too good at the world, Meng Ze knows that it’s good to be able to take care of himself at this time. There is no time to take care of it. More.

So when he saw such a sumptuous dish at first sight, he was naturally aroused.

In just a few days, Meng Zezhi's belly was filled with meat.

What he loves most is the steamed chinchilla in front of him. It uses two-year-old chinchillas, born outside the Great Wall, peeled and dried by caesarean section, and then taken out and soaked in distilled grains for a day or two, and then the back is down. Put it in a steamer, steam it for a quarter of an hour, take out the scraper and wash, cut each piece into eight or nine pieces, sprinkle with salt and pepper, and steam it on a low heat after covering the noodles. Be sure to steam it once, otherwise the oil will be lost. Cook it again with lees.

Meng Zezhi prefers this crispy taste.

Compared with Meng Zezhi who is silently immersed in the sea of ​​gourmet food, he is obviously more sensitive.

She touched the new thin quilt sent by the big maid Shiqin next to Xiao, feeling flustered.

It is true that Xiao treats her young master too generously.

It's like the thin quilt in front of me. The quilt covered by He Shi has only been seen on the grandfather of the country. It is said that it is a soft smoke of six hundred taels of silver. The quilt is not cotton, but silk.

Generally speaking, a piece of cloth is ten feet long and can be worn in six adult clothes. It is also possible to replace it with Meng Zezhi's age. But if you buy a quilt, you can have four beds.

In other words, the quilt cover alone is worth a hundred taels of silver——

You know these days, rice is only five dollars per stone (120 catties), and one or two dollars is enough for a family to live for a month.

Looking at the dishes on the table in front of Meng Zezhi again, He's thoughts are that the chinchilla is eight taels of silver, the pork is six cents per catty, and the fat goose is three silvers... She subconsciously forgets. Most of these things are produced by Zhuangzi in the mansion.

——Can she not be flustered!

But she thought about it, and couldn't think of what Xiao could do in this way, so she panicked and she got used to it.

The nanny He's here is busy and flustered, but Mother Zheng couldn't help but feel worried, especially when she learned that her wife asked the maid to learn the qin to quietly pick up the satin gold cloud. After making a quilt for Meng Zezhi, I became even more worried.

Madam Zheng couldn't help but remind Xiaos euphemistically: "Madam, are you treating Jiu Young Master too nice, if you let the elder son know?"

She doesn’t agree with Xiao’s approach. Even if the elder son is not kissing her, she doesn’t need to raise another child. Isn’t this pushing the weak mother-child affection between her and the elder son into a deep ditch? ?

Taking 10,000 steps back, you should adopt the Fourteenth Young Master if you want to adopt it. The same is true when you are born without a mother. The Nine Young Masters are all twelve this year, and you understand everything you need to understand. Unlike the Fourteenth Young Master, this year. I was only two years old, and it was when I was oblivious to my sexuality. This old saying is so good that I am afraid that I will not be able to raise them well.

They all say that they are soft and cannibalistic. Seeing that under this series of offensives, her An'er slowly walked out of her restraint, and she became closer to her, and the Xiao family couldn't help it. It got better again, but when she heard this, the smile on her face instantly faded.

Thinking of the way she wanted to hold everything in front of Zhao Yijing in the past, but the other party ignored her while accepting her things, Xiao Clan couldn't help feeling nauseous.

She didn't want to hide from Grandma Zheng. Taking advantage of the two of them, she put down the medicine bowl in her hand and said indifferently: "Grandma Zheng, do you think the prince and the grandfather look like you?"

Madam Zheng didn't know why, but she still said, "It's more than similar, it's almost carved out of a mold."

Xiao looked at her: "Does it look like me?"

"Of course—" Mother Zheng choked, and the faces of Xiao and Zhao Yijing flashed in her mind, and her complexion changed drastically.

She understood what Xiao meant, and the boss with staring eyes trembled and said, "Husband, madam, what do you mean?"

Xiao muttered to himself: "Yes, he doesn't look like me at all, so why should I take him wishful thinking as a son for more than 20 years."

Madam Zheng took a breath. She wanted to say if there was any misunderstanding in it, but then she thought, if there was no definite evidence, how could the wife say such a thing? She swallowed the words again, thinking about it. There is a mass of paste.

The next day, Meng Zezhi found that Madam Zheng had a better attitude towards him, less perfunctory and more sincere.

As the days passed, Xiao's condition gradually improved, and the relationship with Meng Zezhi became more harmonious. On this day in mid-September, she brought Meng Zezhi to Xiao Deren.

Xiao Deren is the cousin of the Xiao family, the current Guozijian Jijiu, the second place in the first year of Guangde Enke.

The Xiao clan had greeted Xiao Deren a long time ago, only begging him to help recruit a student, and also informed Meng Zezhi's identity, nothing else.

In other words, the Xiao Clan was his only relative in this world, and he could see that the Xiao Clan was unspeakable, so Xiao Deren didn't ask much and agreed.

"Uncle."

Under Xiao's introduction, Meng Zezhi knelt down and kowtowed to Xiao Deren.

"Yeah." Xiao Deren nodded, and handed him the meeting ceremony he had prepared.

Meng Zezhi took it with both hands: "Thank you, Uncle."

After meeting, the process before apprenticeship always has to go. Xiao Deren didn't expect much of Meng Zezhi. After all, he was just a **** and he was not too old.

He asked: "What book are you reading recently?"

Meng Zezhi looked at Xiao subconsciously, with a look of anxiety.

It’s no better than Zhao Yijing that Song Guogong specially invited famous teachers for him. All the concubines in the Guogong Mansion were taught in the clan school. The Xiao clan can’t be clear about the level of the gentleman in the clan school. See Meng Zezhi’s appearance, she only Thinking that the other party would know nothing, she felt uneasy, so she immediately calmed down: "Don't be afraid, just tell the truth."

Meng Zezhi couldn't help but glanced at her again, then turned around and said hesitantly: "If you go back to uncle, you are studying the first three history."

Generally speaking, scholars will not begin to study history books until they reach the stage of jurisprudence, because the palace exam is for the examination of policy theory.

"The first three...huh?" Xiao Deren frowned slightly: "Have you read the four books and five classics?"

"I've read it all." Meng Zezhi replied.

Xiao Deren didn't think Meng Zezhi was going to lie to him, so he immediately got upset and asked: "The gentleman's way is too expensive, and the stupidity of a couple can be compared with Zhiyan...what's the solution?"

Meng Zezhi replied without hesitation: "This sentence comes from "The Doctrine of the Mean", which means that the gentleman's way is vast and subtle. Although ordinary men and women are ignorant, they can also know the gentleman's way..."

Xiao Deren's expression was refreshed, and after a little thought, he asked, "It's a human being and it can be inferior to a bird? Shiyun: King Mu Muwen. What's the explanation?"

"The first half of the sentence comes from "The University",'Yu Zhi knows what it will stop, it can be a human being not like a bird.'..."

Seeing Meng Zezhi's answering fluently, Xiao's face was in a daze.

After asking a few questions, Xiao Deren nodded and said, "Yes."

More than that, it’s not bad. He can read through the four books and five classics, and at least a talented scholar can get his fame. A twelve-year-old talent——

Thinking of this, Xiao Deren looked at Meng Zezhi's gaze inadvertently and mildly.

As if thinking of something again, Xiao Deren asked: "By the way, which gentleman taught you these?"

"No one teaches," Meng Zezhi glanced at the Xiao Clan again, and said vaguely: "It's Song Juren in clan studies. When he quit the library three years ago, he gave me a set of his reading notes."

There is no aunt who doesn't suppress the concubine, and the Xiao family is the same. Compared with the faculty to grind the concubine, she cares more about their studies. Of course, An's is not a good intention.

In her memory, among the gentlemen in patriarchy, Meng Zezhi has always belonged to mediocre aptitude, but secretly he gave Song Juren the reading notes willingly... …

Subconsciously, Xiao Clan thought of the word "Zang Zhuo", and his expression was complicated.

What a genius to be self-taught!

The more Xiao Deren looked at Meng Zezhi, the more pleasing he felt. He breathed a sigh of relief and said repeatedly: "Okay, this student, I will accept it."

Hearing this, Meng Zezhi immediately knelt down and gave Xiao Deren an apprenticeship.

The imperial examination is not something that can be done behind closed doors. It would be great to have a good teacher lead the way.

After leaving the door of the Xiao family, Meng Zezhi, who was originally overjoyed, seemed to think of something, his face changed slightly, and then he looked at the Xiao family cautiously.

Xiao's eyes naturally understood that Meng Zezhi was worried that she was dissatisfied with his concealment. She immediately reached out her hand and touched Meng Zezhi's head, and calmly said: "I didn't expect An'er to be so smart. In the future, I will definitely be able to test my mother for a champion."

Meng Zezhi's eyes lit up, pretending to be happy and said, "Really?"

"Really." The Xiao family almost shed tears, she thought, she would be clumsy at a young age, her family was so clever, how could she hold her so hard in the first place, and finally even lost her own life. Go in.

The author has something to say:

Meng Zezhi: I think someone will say that I made up a memory for Xiao's just to cheat and drink!