It's not scary to travel through a book, you can change your fate as a cannon fodder by yoursel

Weng Xiaoxiao and Chunxia, ​​who were recovering from their injuries, stayed in the guest room of the general's mansion. Liang Bin took Xiaokong back to Shuncheng, so that they could help Chen Cheng deal with some things, and on the other hand, they also had to appease the three heads of the family.

Weng Xiaoxiao didn't think about who was responsible. After all, the person who did it was either jealous of her or brought disaster upon her. Changrong Commercial Bank had just arrived, so the best policy was to be patient.

Borrowing the military to nurse her wounds had already frightened many people, and she had never thought of asking Yang Shuo to stand up for her. She didn't want to be a living target in other people's fights, and she wouldn't be a knife in other people's hands. The seemingly majestic general had his own difficulties, so why owe him more favors.

Yang Shuo had taken a risk by letting them live in the military camp. If nothing happened, it would be fine. But if something happened, she would be a handle for others to attack Yang Shuo.

Chunxia listened to the advice and patiently stayed at the door, but she was not idle either. As long as Chunhe and Jingming were free, she would drag them to compete. After a few days, her kung fu skills improved.

Weng Xiaoxiao was a person who could move or be still. Since she couldn't move her legs, she stayed in the house obediently. Yang Shuo's collection of books was moved to her. She read the books that interested her twice, and threw the books that didn't interest her aside.

"What did you read today?" After finishing his work every day, Yang Shuo would always come over to sit and chat with Weng Xiaoxiao, both to entertain her and to have someone to talk to.

"General Yang, most of your books are about military tactics. There are too few interesting ones. Please move all the military books away."

Yang Shuo smiled and nodded, "Didn't I ask you to help me understand? You just can't remember it."

"If the north wind understands my feelings, please don't destroy me so easily. I have noted it down, but when I look at you, I always feel that these two words are a bit out of place and I can't say them out loud." Weng Xiaoxiao smiled awkwardly.

Yang Shuo curled his lips. How could he not know this? He would not tell anyone he was not very familiar with, but this was given to him by his father. He could not even dislike it. That would be unfilial.

"Although it doesn't quite fit your image, the implication is still very good. Only by being compassionate and caring for women can you gain happiness in life. This is probably your parents' hope and blessing."

Without waiting for Yang Shuo to reply, Weng Xiaoxiao continued, "You dare to love and hate, and you are not afraid of rumors when you like your classmates. This is admirable, but feelings are the only thing in the world that cannot be forced. You have to let go when you should. You have to keep moving forward and never look back."

Weng Xiaoxiao was afraid that Yang Shuo would refuse to change his ways, so she took the opportunity to say a few more words.

The war to reduce the power of the feudal lords broke out, and there were few generals in the court who could lead the troops to fight. Finally, the young emperor set his sights on the Yang family. He was incompetent in governing the country, but was good at playing power politics. He used the blood of Marquis Dingbei and Yang Shuo's second uncle to sharpen Yang Shuo's sharp knife.

Faced with national hatred and family feuds, Yang Shuo had no choice but to lead the Yang Army to fight a life-and-death battle with King Tuo.

The male protagonist, on the other hand, plans to alienate the relationship between Yang Shuo and the young emperor, hoping to win without fighting.

In the fight between the two sides, the one who suffered the most, had the hardest time, and was hurt the most was Yang Shuo.

Weng Xiaoxiao couldn't tell what she knew. Even if she did, Yang Shuo would believe it, and they would have no way to stop her.

Obeying orders is the duty of a soldier. No one can stop Dingbei Hou and his father from going to the battlefield, but once they are on the battlefield, life and death are out of their control. Their ending is related to the subsequent progress, and they are linked together. Once this chariot is in motion, anyone who wants to do something is beyond their ability.

The only thing is that if Yang Shuo's feelings for the heroine faded, he would suffer less harm. Weng Xiaoxiao wanted to do her best to help him.

When Weng Xiaoxiao brought up the past, Yang Shuo did not defend himself but said frankly: "It's all in the past. I tried my best and I don't regret it."

Weng Xiaoxiao raised her lips, "It's normal for a young boy to admire Ai and a young girl to be in love. If they can't be together, it means they are not destined to be together. Don't worry about it."

"What? You too?" Yang Shuo looked at the delicate and pretty Weng Xiaoxiao in disbelief.

Weng Xiaoxiao raised her eyebrows, looking unhappy, "Why, I don't deserve to be liked? Or I can't like others?"

"No, that's not what I meant. You're fine." Yang Shuo quickly shook his head.

"I think I'm pretty good too." Weng Xiaoxiao said lightly.

"Weng Xiao, you are a rare and extraordinary woman in the world. Anyone who wants to marry you must have accumulated enough blessings. Just wait, God will have the best arrangement." Yang Shuo said seriously, he did not go into details about who was related to Weng Xiaoxiao.

In response to this consolation, Weng Xiaoxiao smiled indifferently. Whether this person is there or not, her life is worth it. She has done many things that she did not do in her previous life. It is normal to have some regrets.

The storms you will experience in the future will only be more, not less. It doesn’t matter. Just face the challenges head-on.

The girl in front of me is like a proud wintersweet, admiring her own beauty, and like a tenacious grass, not afraid of wind and rain. No matter what kind of character she has, she is so beautiful.

It was the first time that Yang Shuo met such a girl, and he was attracted to her unconsciously.

"Did you find someone to make the crutches?"

Yang Shuo came back to his senses and coughed lightly, "I made it, it's very useful. You can't use it for the time being, so I'll put yours at the back of the queue."

"There's no rush. Just don't forget mine."

Weng Xiaoxiao had nothing to do, so she drew a sketch of a crutch and asked Yang Shuo to find someone to help make one. After taking care of it, she would be able to move around with the help of the crutch.

The sketch was circulated and samples were made. The wounded soldiers with leg injuries tried it first and found it very suitable and much better than a wooden stick.

Yang Shuo smiled and nodded, "There are many wounded soldiers retiring every year, and the court can only provide for a limited number of them. Many of them have no means of livelihood after returning to their hometowns. You have many clever ideas, so help me think of a solution."

Weng Xiaoxiao frowned when he heard this. "Brother, are you serious? This is a big deal. How many people do you need to resettle? How do you resettle them? Do you have money?"

Yang Shuo didn't mind Weng Xiaoxiao's attitude at all. Instead, he felt it was very friendly. "There is some money. It's all spoils of war. I divided some of it. I didn't touch my own share."

"That's because I have limited money, and you have to pay for it yourself. You're not still planning to take my money, are you? I don't have much money right now! Please, I'm here to recuperate, and you're just giving me problems." Weng Xiaoxiao looked like a little girl acting like a rogue.

Yang Shuo found it very interesting and laughed twice. "The more capable you are, the more work you should do. I don't expect you to settle them all at once. You should first settle those who are in difficult situations at home or who are seriously injured. Should you buy a farm or a shop? It's up to you."

This matter was too big, so Weng Xiaoxiao did not express her opinion immediately.

Agriculture now relies entirely on manpower for farming. Can seriously injured people still do farm work? Forget about opening a shop. How many people can be employed? It seems that only workshops can employ more people. But what kind of business can employ more disabled people?

Yang Shuo didn't know that Weng Xiaoxiao had been thinking so deeply. Seeing her deep in thought, he didn't say anything to disturb her, but just watched quietly from the side.

After a long while, Weng Xiaoxiao said quietly, "I'll accept this, but I still need to think carefully about what to do and how to do it."

Hearing this, Yang Shuo stood up and bowed, "Mr. Weng has done a great deed. I would like to thank them first."

Weng Xiaoxiao bowed in return, "General, you are too polite. It is my honor to do something for the soldiers who defend our country."