The cold wind blew on the cheeks, some dry and cold stinging, and the complexion that had not been moistened by the fat was a little pale, it should indeed be miserable before losing his mother.

But there is not much sadness in his eyes, and the stories in his memory do not make him empathize, even if he is now such an identity and is preparing to continue this person's life, but this name, whether it is the original one, can not be recognized in the depths of his soul.

Zhao Cangjie's father is a six-grade petty official, and he is also a young master from an official family, but unfortunately the family is not rich, and the title of this young master is somewhat unworthy of the name, and the only thing worth showing off may be that he has an aunt who is the step-family of the Marquis of Nanping.

Right now, Zhao Cangjie is going to take refuge with this aunt.

"Look at this child, what kind of person has he become!" The kind aunt Zhao is only in her thirties, and she has a good appearance, but she is also older than the, wearing heavy dark clothes, and the golden hairpin at one end flattens the edges and corners of her body, and her words are full of old-fashionedness.

Zhao Cangjie, who was holding his hand, was a little at a loss, and he was not the young man who didn't understand the original body, he couldn't show a little youthful spirit, or he was angry, as a person who knew the plot, he actually never understood where the confidence of the original body came from, especially later, how could he dare to do such a chaotic thing to the eldest daughter of the Nanping Marquis Mansion......

The crescent white clothes can't cover the thin figure, this time is when the young man grows taller, and when his mother is mourned, how to have a vegetarian diet, so he lost weight. If it was the original body, he might casually complain about two things like not being able to eat meat, but with the current Zhao Cangjie, even if he can't have any feelings for the mother in his memory, he can honestly keep filial piety without complaints, which is what a son of man should do.

"Good boy, since I came to my aunt's place, I treat you as my own family, I am just such a brother, just your own nephew, I only treat you as my own son, my aunt has no son, now I have you, I should treat you well......"

The enthusiastic aunt said and instructed people to arrange the things to move in, the courtyard that had been cleaned up a long time ago, and the subordinates who had been assigned a long time ago, one by one, in a clear manner, and the confidence of being the master of the house for many years made her hostess extraordinarily noble.

Zhao Cangjie didn't interject except for the sentence "Thank you, aunt", but heard that her aunt had arranged everything, and then followed the maid who led the way to rest.

"Sure enough, it's my wife's own nephew, my nephew is like an aunt, and I am eight points like my wife, and I must be a handsome brother when I grow up. ”

Although the thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy has lost some weight, he is handsome, white and bright, and has a quiet temperament.

Thinking of the good mood of the wife since receiving the letter, the grandmother desperately sprinkled the good words of not wanting money, even if she knew that the background of this stepfamily was not high, and she praised that brother as a peerless talent that the sons of the family could not match.

Zhao knew that these were all lies, but after listening to them, he also smiled quite comfortably, but this comfort was only for a while, his right hand gently touched his lower abdomen, and his tone was stunned, "If my son is still here, he will be so old......"

The old grandmother beside her has been with Zhao for many years, and naturally knows that in the past, Zhao was once pregnant with a brother, but due to an accident, she lost the formed male fetus, and since then she has broken her body and has no children.

After so many years, this matter is still a knot, and now that I think about it, I can't help but feel a little sad.

Fortunately, after so many years, without waiting for someone to persuade him, Zhao cheered up himself and stopped thinking about it.

The years of the Nanping Marquis Mansion are a little long, the first generation of Nanping Hou is the military exploits, at that time the people who can be crowned the marquis and the king are all capable generals who follow the emperor to fight the world, but in the third generation, there is a common problem of the meritorious family, a faction of flowers and flowers have all forgotten the old kung fu of the bow and horse, if you want to study and progress, and there is less of some cultural edification, in the end it can not be done.

Fortunately, the emperor remembered the old love, and did not depose the title of Nanping Hou lightly, and the fifth generation rarely had a mistake to save the driver, and now the sixth generation of Nanping Marquis Mansion has some revival again.

This point is reflected in the courtyard, that is, the old building has more new flowers and trees, and the furnishings are also quite eye-catching.

Zhao Cangjie is a traversing person, although these days have seen a lot of antique buildings and furnishings, but the identity is so, what he saw before and Nanping Hou Mansion compared, the specifications are high, even people who don't understand can also see the smell of incense, he is happy, quietly watching the scenery in the courtyard.

The maid who led the way said as she walked, eloquently, and briefly introduced the various situations of the people in the Hou Mansion, Zhao Cangjie listened attentively, and corresponded to the plot one by one.

The Hou Mansion is thin, from the third generation onwards, there is no half of the Hou Ye brothers in this generation, there are only five girls under the knees, and the two girls are from the former wife and the current wife. The three maids who came out of the concubine said a word, but did not say in detail.

Zhao Cangjie doesn't care, there are only two of them involved with him in the original plot, the two girls are about the same age, and they both like Zhao Cangjie, but it's a pity that Zhao Cangjie will coax people with his mouth, and he will abandon them when he coaxes people, so he cares about his aunt's mother's love, and he doesn't treat his cousin as a scumbag.

However, those are all things in the plot, since the person has changed, the current Zhao Cangjie is not ready to interpret the plot, of course, he is not ready to take over the routines in the plot, and he is not involved with these two cousins.

Three years of filial piety is really a good time period, and it is not too late to reform and study hard. In ancient times, scholars always had an advantage, and now the conditions are so good, why waste time for those loves?

Zhao Cangjie is from the modern era, the ancient four books and five classics are only a general understanding, others such as brushes, calligraphy, chess, calligraphy and painting, in modern times, he didn't have the spare time to apply for interest classes to learn this, and now he can barely show up, or because the original owner's schoolwork is too scum.

I have to admire the original owner's flirting skills, obviously except for a good skin and no talent, he relied on rhetoric to deceive the two girls, if it wasn't for the eldest daughter who secretly forced him to marry, he wouldn't have jumped over the wall in a hurry and made a tragic ending.

Thinking of the tragedy at the end of the plot, Zhao Cangjie sighed lightly, and once again made up his mind not to take the "old road" in the plot.

In the scorching summer, Zhao Cangjie calmed down and wrote on the paper, the horizontal and vertical fonts may not be very stylish, but they can be seen to be upright, compared with the post, it is naturally inferior, but compared with before, no one is dissatisfied, and finally the three years have not been disappointed.

The sultry wind passed through the ice basin at the window, and there was already a hint of coolness on his face, and the scholar Shimo handed over a cup of tea at the right time, "Young master, rest for a while." ”

Zhao Cangjie nodded, picked up the teacup and took a sip, the chrysanthemum tea was slightly sweet, the bright yellow petals floated and sank wantonly in the white teacup, occasionally rubbing the lips, a little itchy, people couldn't help but sip again and again.

Moved to the couch and sat down, the bamboo mat was cool, suppressing the heat on the body, and the maid handed over the folded cold towel for Zhao Cangjie to wipe off the fine sweat on his forehead.

"The young master's handwriting is getting better and better. ”

These maids and scholars were all divided by Zhao Cangjie as soon as he entered the house, and they were all personally selected by his aunt, and they were not lacking in cleverness and loyalty, and they were familiar with Zhao Cangjie in the past three years, and they were much more comfortable talking to each other.

Hearing what the waiter said, Zhao Cangjie agreed in his heart, but said modestly: "It's still far behind, in the end, it was abandoned before." ”

In this way, as long as you have seen what the words he wrote when he first came, it is not difficult to understand that the words "wasted" are true, and it is precisely because of reading the original words, and then looking at the present, that you can understand more and more how much progress has been made.

The waiter is the son of a family, and he knows more about the situation of the Hou Mansion than the waiter, and he also has his own careful thoughts, and when he heard the words, he said: "I don't understand, but the girl said that it was very good, and she also said that she wanted to ask the young master for a word." ”

The "girl" in the mouth of the waiter is Song Ting, the second girl from the Zhao family, she is only three years old from the eldest girl left by the wife in front of her, and now she is fourteen years old, which is the age to talk about marriage.

"Where is it worth being a 'begging', just say what you want, I just write it. Zhao Cangjie felt that he had distanced himself, and he had never been coaxed verbally like in the plot, and now he and his cousin are just brother and sister. When people pay attention to a sister-in-law's blood and don't return home, when no one luress her, her cousin will never think about it.

What's more, giving a ruthless and loveless word will not be suspicious of giving it privately, and this may just be a joke, blindly refusing to give birth, but I'm sorry for my aunt's thoughtful care in the past three years.

"That's good, I'll tell Miss Sù to go, and there will be a reward. The waiter smiled so much that his eyebrows and eyes were crooked, so he made a look of a wealth fan, and after speaking, he turned around and walked outside, with a sense of urgency.

Zhao Cangjie paused for a moment, and couldn't help but smile, can the reward still run away?

"Really, did my cousin really respond?" The girl in pink clothes had a delicate face, and when she heard the waiter reply, the two of them floated red clouds first, and a pair of eyes were shining, which seemed to contain ten thousand kinds of tenderness, and her immature appearance also added a touch of intoxicating style.

I was thirsty along the way, and I didn't care about taking a sip of water, so I said conclusively: "Isn't it, as soon as the young master heard that the girl wanted it, he responded with a mouthful, and said that the girl wanted to say whatever she wanted, and he would write it and send it well." ”

That's what it means, but when the waiter relayed it, it added a little enthusiasm and enthusiasm, which was in line with the thoughts of the young girl.