The sound of stepping on the snow came from far away. Zhang Xiaowu turned around and saw Zhu Wushuang walking over wearing a white dress and a white plush cloak. She asked with concern: "Are you using this snow as a quilt?"
Go back quickly to avoid getting cold. The plague outside the city has not yet healed, and it will be bad if you get cold again."
"What Miss Zhu said is absolutely true. What she said is absolutely true." Hu Li jumped up and said, "I'm going back to stay up late."
Zhang Xiaowu also stood up and said goodbye to him. Hu Li winked at him and smiled meaningfully. Zhang Xiaowu responded with a look that said don't talk nonsense, and Hu Li immediately curled his lips, meaning stop pretending to be a gentleman.
Zhu Wushuang stepped forward and said: "General, you just drank wine, so naturally you don't feel cold, but if you sit in the snow for a long time, you will be poisoned by the cold."
Zhang Xiaowu smiled and said: "I know that after being poisoned by cold, you will feel hot all over. You will take off your clothes and lie in the snow until you freeze to death, right?" Before traveling through time, his hometown was Wuchang, a small county below Harbin.
, when he was a child, he often saw drunk people freezing to death on the roadside, but strangely they all took off their clothes and froze to death. He didn't understand the reason when he was a child. When he grew up and went to school, he realized that people froze to death before they died.
, the skin will emit heat to resist the cold, and people will feel hot all over and take off their clothes to dissipate heat. This is why ghosts who freeze to death are all naked.
Zhu Wushuang nodded and wanted to help him back. Zhang Xiaowu waved his hand and said sincerely: "I can go, please bother Miss Zhu." Zhu Wushuang was very disappointed, but pretended not to care, and deliberately choked: "I fell down.
But don't blame me for not helping you, or you won't be able to cross the threshold."
Zhang Xiaowu laughed, and then returned to his house. His house was divided into two rooms, and the outer room was called a side room. Usually, maids or bed-warming maids lived there. On weekdays, Mang Zhong lived here. However, Mang Zhong was young after all, and he still commanded the people in the house today.
The servants were doing their work, but they had already gone back to their rooms and fell asleep, forgetting even the night watch. One of the bedrooms was a bedroom. There was originally a screen between the bedroom and the side room, but Zhang Xiaowu felt it was in the way, so he removed it, leaving only two
The curtain is hung.
Zhang Xiaowu opened the curtain and saw that the maid Yuan Wanqiu had prepared hot water and was sitting aside waiting for him. He washed his face and feet, returned to the bed and sat down. Wanqiu bowed obediently while holding the water.
He saluted, turned around and went down.
Looking out the window through the window paper, a bright moon hangs in the night sky. The moon is the brightest and roundest tonight, and it is like a scene of winter snow reflecting the bright moon.
"Shh..."
Zhang Xiaowu has been living in this world for three years without knowing it. Looking back on the past in a hurry, he has a lot of emotions. He was not afraid of death before and was not willing to die. He thought that even if he died, he could go back in time and return to modern life. Maybe he
It’s still Deputy Section Chief Zhang,
However, nowadays, he increasingly realizes that he cannot die and cannot afford to die. Once he dies, what will happen to his brothers? Once he dies, those knives and hidden arrows will directly hit them. He suddenly feels that people are still alive.
Why are you so tired and why do you have so many worries?
"The more you become an official, the harder it is to be a human being." Zhang Xiaowu muttered to himself bitterly.
The door creaked open. Zhang Xiaowu looked up and saw Yuan Wanqiu, carrying hot tea and snacks, walked in carefully, and then closed the door to prevent the cold wind from blowing in. She saw that Zhang Xiaowu was not sleeping.
, hurriedly said a blessing and said: "Sir, you drank a lot of wine, I'm afraid you didn't eat much, please have some hot tea and make some."
Zhang Xiaowu happened to be a little hungry, so he sat at the table and started eating pastry. After taking a bite, he found that there was actually osmanthus in it, and he was surprised: "This is..."
Yuan Wanqiu said: "This is osmanthus cake, a delicacy from my hometown."
Zhang Xiaowu said: "Where is your hometown?"
"My hometown is Songjiang Prefecture, Hangzhou, Jiangnan."
"Hey, it's a place where many literati come from. It's known as the talented people from Songjiang are half Hangzhou, and the talented people from Hangzhou are half Jiangnan."
Yuan Wanqiu pursed her lips and said with a smile: "So Sir, you never thought that my grandpa would be the commander of the Silver Guards, right?"
"I really didn't expect it." Zhang Xiaowu said with a smile. After eating two osmanthus cakes and drinking some tea, he said: "Your grandfather is a capable person. He can rise from a martial scholar to the commander of the Silver Guards. But you also
There’s no need to feel sorry for him. If he hadn’t fallen in love with the wrong person, he would have already reached the rank of Vice Minister of the Ministry of Punishment, and after many years, your family’s title will be upgraded a few levels. It’s a pity that fate has played a trick on him, and he has fallen in love with the wrong prince.”
Yuan Wanqiu said: "My maid didn't think much about it. The past has passed. My grandfather brought wealth and honor to the family, but also brought disaster. My maid thought, if my grandfather hadn't gone to Longdu, what kind of money would he be doing?"
I'm afraid I don't have so many chores to do as a guard, let alone be like this. It's also fate. Now I'm working as a maid beside the general. I feel at ease. I don't have to worry about being persecuted by bad people, let alone being rushed into the workshop.
manage."
The Kyobōji is a place affiliated with the Ministry of Justice and specializes in training kabuki. The kabuki girls there are often the daughters of poor families whose families cannot survive, or the daughters of criminals who have been implicated in the family. The girls recruited by the Kyōbōji are no more than twelve years old.
Yuan Wanqiu was sixteen years old, so she was not rushed into it.
Zhang Xiaowu took a sip of tea, felt a little warm all over, and asked: "This tea is..."
"This is the tea from my hometown, called red ginger tea. It is soaked with brown sugar and ginger, then supplemented with Yuezhou Longqian tea, soaked in snow water, and then boiled over warm fire for half an hour." Yuan Wanqiu introduced.
Zhang Xiaowu said with a smile: "You still know tea ceremony?"
"I don't understand. My grandma taught me this. She is the tea ceremony master, but she is a female." Yuan Wanqiu pursed her lips and said with a smile.
Zhang Xiaowu saw her smiling, and suddenly felt that the flowers were in full bloom, and the crescent moon eyes of Yuan Wanqiu were so beautiful. He had always seen Yuan Wanqiu's beauty, and felt that it was a pleasure to have such a beautiful maid next to him.
, but he has never felt like this today, so strong and thorough, with a primitive possessive desire bursting out from his heart.
He felt that he had drunk too much today, so he waved his hand and asked Wanqiu to go down. Wanqiu stared at him with concern for a while, seeing that his face was red and worried about his physical condition, and said: "I will live in a small bed in the side room. If the general has orders,
, just call me."
"No, it's too cold. There's no heater in the side room." Zhang Xiaowu saw that she was getting more and more impulsive, so he simply closed his eyes and lay down, waving his hands. However, a desire suddenly arose in his heart, and a demon seemed to be talking to him.
He said: "What are you still guarding?"
"I just don't want to drag others down, just like I can't protect Jiu'er."
"But you need a woman. Look, this girl likes you and is willing to be your woman. She doesn't need your protection. Does Jiu'er need your protection?"
"Isn't it necessary?"
"You are just timid. Who can protect you?"
His eyes became increasingly red, as if a demon had taken over his heart, and his eyes gradually became blurred.
