Cannon Fodder is King [Quick Transmigration]

That's how things settled.

That night, Zhao Lingwu wrote a letter asking Qiao Renyuan to send it to his hometown in Jiangxi, asking the patriarch of the Zhao clan to help change Meng Zezhi's name on the genealogy to Xiao's.In this way, it can be regarded as clearing the way for Meng Zezhi's identity.

The next day, Meng Zezhi woke up early on purpose, and prepared to visit Xiao Deren with the prepared earthenware.

When passing by Huayuanzi, I met a group of craftsmen carrying things in and out.

Meng Zezhi casually asked, "What's the matter?"

"Returning to the son, the former master of the country returned to the court and handed over half of the military power due to illness. When Long live was happy, he rewarded the mansion next door to the master. It is currently being rebuilt. I heard If there are five more yards in the house, the young masters and ladies in our mansion will no longer have to squeeze into one yard." Ji Liang replied.

"The house next door," Meng Zezhi was taken aback, "I remember that isn't the mansion of Mr. Gan Zhengfu, the left servant of the household department?"

"You remember correctly, he moved away, and Wanzai rewarded him with another big house."

"Oh." Meng Zezhi didn't care.

When they arrived at Xiao's house, there was another round of compliments and exhortations not to mention it again. Mrs. Xiao even joked that if her youngest daughter hadn't discussed marriage with Zhao Yijing, she really wanted to get closer and betrothed her youngest daughter to Meng Zezhi. .

This remark was originally a joke, and it could not be taken seriously, but somehow it got into Xiao Shi's ears and caught her heart.

After studying so hard for more than a month, it finally came to the New Year's Day.

Let go of firecrackers, eat New Year's Eve dinner, drink plum blossom wine, pay New Year's greetings, keep the New Year's Eve...

On the first day of the new year, as usual, an ancestral hall will be opened to worship the ancestors.

Seeing that Zhao Lingwu called Meng Zezhi into the ancestral hall, the faces of the aunts and concubines who were waiting outside the door immediately changed.

"I didn't expect my father to really recognize that bastard as his son!"

As soon as he returned to the newly moved Zhong Yunxuan, Zhao Yikang could no longer restrain his anger. With a wave of his hand, he swept the teapot on the table to the ground, crackling and shattering.

Why, just because Zhao Yijing is the eldest son, and he is the bastard son, so no matter how favored he is, he will always be the mud that Zhao Yijing tramples under his feet.

Zhao Yijing could live alone in a courtyard, well-clothed and well-fed, and surrounded by servants, but he could only squeeze in with four or five brothers, his life couldn't be more oppressive.

Zhao Yijing was taught by famous teachers and Confucians specially invited by his father, but he could only stay in the ethnology school and accept the training of a group of half-baked gentlemen.

……

Finally, Zhao Yijing died.

He thought that he finally had his day, and with Song Guogong's love for him in the past, prosperity and wealth were close at hand, but the thing he was most worried about happened.

"It's because you said a few words to Zhao Yi'an last year, but you can see what our family has been up to this year. Drinking tea made from rotten tree leaves, burning black charcoal, lighting white candles, that stuff The smoke is so strong that it can suffocate people to death." Zhao Ba, who is a compatriot with Zhao Yikang's mother, couldn't help but said, since he was a child, when did he live such a hard life.

In the end, he even complained to Aunt Xu: "If Auntie hadn't lost father's favor because of Auntie, how would Mrs. Xiao dare to torture our family like this!"

With a gloomy face, Zhao Yikang said with hatred: "This is already the case now. If Zhao Yi'an is really allowed to pass the Liuyuan examination and become a prince, will there be a way for our family to survive in the future?"

Aunt Xu's face froze, she touched her faintly wrinkled face, and gritted her teeth, she hated her status as a concubine, hated Xiao Shi who was at the mercy of the wind, and even more hated those two who robbed her The two twin orchids that are favored by her.

A flash of resentment flashed in her eyes: "Don't worry, Zhao Yi'an will definitely not pass the Liuyuan exam."

The Zhao Yikang brothers shrank their pupils at the same time, and looked up at Aunt Xu.

After the new year, there is only more than a month left before the exam.

Before that, Zhao Lingwu and Xiao Shi took Meng Zezhi to Huguo Temple again, but this time they didn't bring those aunts and concubines in the backyard.

After giving up 600 taels of sesame oil money, the three were invited into a Zen room by the host.

An old monk with white eyebrows sat cross-legged on the futon in the meditation room.

"Zen Master Huihe." Zhao Lingwu and Xiao Shi greeted politely.

Master Huihe?

Meng Zezhi's heart skipped a beat, he had heard of this name a little bit.

It is rumored that this Zen master Huihe is the descendant of the great master Sanzang in the Tang Dynasty. He is proficient in Buddhist principles and is praised as "the best of Zen in the east of Congling". (Congling, the Pamirs, a section of the Silk Road. The east of Congling generally refers to the entire East Asian region.)

In the third year of Guangde, the Tatars invaded the border and once invaded the capital. Emperor Guangde fled in a hurry and was on the verge of danger. It was Zen master Huihe who saved the life of Emperor Guangde who was seriously injured and dying.

After Emperor Guangde returned to the court, he was grateful for his kindness and named him a Zen master to protect the country, and his name was passed down to the world.

Meng Zezhi remained calm, but silently followed behind Zhao Lingwu and Xiao Shi, found a futon and sat down.

I only heard Mrs. Xiao say: "The purpose of bothering Zen master this time is to ask Zen master to give orders for my son."

"Amitabha!"

Zen Master Huihe clasped his hands together, recited the Buddha's name silently, and then looked up at Meng Zezhi.

He smiled slightly, as if he was greeting or comforting, his cloudy eyes were full of shrewdness, and he said: "Speaking of which, six years ago, when the Duke and his wife came up to the mountain to pray for the soldiers who went to the expedition, I happened to see Pass your son's side."

Meng Zezhi paused, why didn't he remember this.

Zen Master Huihe didn't explain much, but said: "The first impression that Mr. Ling gave me was that it was too precious."

Hearing these words, both Zhao Lingwu and Xiao Shi were shocked.

Zhao Lingwu thought he was talking about Meng Zezhi's official career.

What Xiao Shi was thinking about was her own plan, if that was the case, no wonder Zen Master Huihe would take the initiative to help her.

"If you want to get ahead, Mr. Ling, please remember that before the age of 22, you are not allowed to marry a wife and have children, otherwise your life will be in danger."

After finishing speaking, Zen Master Huihe closed his eyes, stopped talking, and only played with the Buddhist beads in his hand silently.

Meng Zezhi frowned slightly, why didn't he know that he could not marry a wife and have children before the age of 22.

After getting what she wanted, Xiao's excited heart gradually calmed down.

Zhao Lingwu wanted to know more: "Zen Master?"

The host interrupted Zhao Lingwu's words: "Grandpa, the Zen master has said everything that should be said, please go back!"

Hearing this, even if Zhao Lingwu had a thousand words to say, he could only give up.

When Zhao Lingwu and his party left the meditation room under the leadership of the little novice, the host couldn't help but asked, "Zen master?"

Xiao Shi originally wanted to ask him to give Meng Zezhi orders, but when he was still hesitating whether to help, Zen master Huihe took the initiative to agree to the matter.

Zen Master Huihe knew what he was going to ask, so he just said, "Monks don't talk in idle words."

The host's expression softened slightly.

"As for the 10 taels of silver that Mrs. Xiao gave," Zen Master Huihe sighed, "You keep it intact, and it will be of great use in the future."

"Yes." The host replied respectfully. Zen Master Huihe is a man of great wisdom, and the host firmly believed in his words.

The next day, Zen master Huihe's orders to Meng Zezhi spread throughout most of the capital. Of course, the only thing that got out was the sentence 'before the age of 22, you must not marry a wife and have children, otherwise your life will be in danger'.

If other people said that, everyone would think that the Duke's mansion was annoyed by people who inquired about Meng Zezhi's marriage overtly and secretly, so they deliberately used this to prevaricate them.

But it happened that these words came from Zen Master Huihe, and everyone believed them even if they didn't believe them.

All of a sudden, Xiao's Muyuan Hall returned to its former peace.

On the ninth day of February, the exam will start.

Before the fifth watch, the Duke's Mansion had already lit candles.

When Meng Zezhi finished washing and left the room, Mrs. Xiao was taking Guanshi Liu to make a final inventory of the examination tools he was going to bring.

Seeing Meng Zezhi coming out, Xiao quickly said: "Breakfast is ready for you, eat quickly."

"Hey." Meng Zezhi responded with a smile.

Halfway through the meal, the exam papers were finally counted, and after reconfirming that there were no omissions, Xiao finally felt relieved.She looked back at Meng Zezhi, her eyes fell on the dining table, and she frowned slightly: "What's the matter, why hasn't the ginseng soup been delivered yet? Shiqin, go to the kitchen to remind me."

Just as he was talking, a servant girl walked in with her body bowed and holding a soup cup.

Meng Zezhi saw it, and said helplessly, "Mother, there is still plenty of time, so don't worry!"

Xiao Shi, who experienced such a thing for the first time, was not comforted at all, she sighed: "Can I not be in a hurry!"

As she said that, she reached out to pick up the soup cup brought by the maid.

The next moment, there was a slight sound of breaking through the air.

Immediately afterwards, the maid exclaimed, and the soup cup in her hand fell to the ground and shattered.

"What's going on?" Seeing this scene, Xiao Shi scolded.

"Madam forgive me, Madam forgive me, this servant didn't do it on purpose..." The servant girl fell to her knees with a plop, kowtowed in a hasty confession.

Meng Zezhi raised his head and looked at the corner of the courtyard wall outside the door, the corners of his lips were slightly curved, thoughtful.

Remembering that today is the day for Meng Zezhi to take the exam, Xiao shi suppressed the anger in his heart, and said "Sui Sui Ping An" several times, and then said: "What are you doing in a daze, hurry up and clean up all the things on the ground."

"Yes Yes Yes."

Meng Zezhi withdrew his gaze, and his eyes fell on the servant girl who was on the ground in a hurry: "Wait, which yard are you from? Why haven't I seen you before?"

The servant girl froze, trembling all over.

Xiao Shi also noticed something was wrong: "Who are you, you know how to play chess?"

Hearing this, knowing that the matter had been revealed, the maid gritted her teeth, stood up and slammed into the corner of the table.

Seeing the person coming, Madam Zheng stared at him, and raised her foot subconsciously.

The maid immediately lay down clutching her stomach, and Guanshi Liu at the side reacted first, grabbed her, took off her shoe and stuffed it into her mouth to prevent her from biting her tongue and committing suicide.

"lady?"

Xiao Shi regained his composure, and his eyes fell on the mess on the ground. At this moment, how could she not know that there was something wrong with the ginseng soup? She was furious: "Check it out, check it hard for me..."

A group of servants immediately stepped forward and pushed the maid down.

As if remembering something, Mrs. Xiao turned her head to look at Meng Zezhi with a worried look on her face: "An'er..."

"It's okay, mother, I'm fine." Meng Zezhi reassured.

Xiao Shi was worried, fearing that the breakfast he ate before would be tampered with, so he hurriedly invited the doctor back.

Xiao Shi didn't feel relieved until the doctor confirmed that he was safe and sound.

So far, the sky has turned white.

Before leaving, Meng Zezhi looked at a corner of the courtyard wall again as if he remembered something, and said meaningfully: "Mother, I remembered that something was left in the study."

"Shiqin, go get it for the young master."

"No, I'll just get it myself."

Because of these words, when Meng Zezhi's figure completely disappeared at the gate of the Gongyuan, Lu Li turned back to the Duke's mansion by some strange coincidence.

As soon as he entered the study, Lu Li saw a letter raft on the desk.

He picked up the letter raft and took a look, only to see that it said: The shadows of the flowers brushing against the wall are moving, and it is suspected that it is a jade man.

The handwriting is sharp.

Lu Li took a short breath, and a flush spread from his eyelids to his earlobes.