After being turned into cannon fodder, I relied on involution to survive

When Hu Ji did this, she did protect her son, but because the stick in the gangster's hand failed to hit her son's head, it fell towards her own head. .

Yu Zizhen was sitting in a simple open carriage, and as soon as he turned the corner, he saw this horrifying scene in front of him.

Without thinking, she took out an ingot of silver and threw it at the wooden stick.

At this moment, she didn't care whether her strength and throwing accuracy would be exposed. With her more than ten years of experience as a military doctor in her previous life, she dared to guarantee that as long as the stick hit solidly, the erhu she was looking for would be The master took care of himself.

I dare not say whether he will die, but his brain will definitely be seriously damaged that cannot be repaired in this dynasty.

Feng Yuan, who was preparing to do his best, had just jumped off the carriage when he felt a strong wind coming from behind.

Before he could listen to the wind and judge whether he should dodge the UFO that came from nowhere, the UFO had already brushed against his temples and flew towards the tree that was far away from Hu Ji's head. There is also a sturdy wooden stick about three fingers away.

The wooden stick was hit by the silver ingot and flew diagonally to the right. The lower edge almost brushed the top of Hu Ji's bun. It can be said that it was dangerous and dangerous.

The ruffian's hand holding the wooden stick was moved to the right by the wooden stick, and his body staggered uncontrollably to the right.

Realizing that someone was meddling in his own business, the ruffian turned his head towards the corner of the street with an angry look on his face.

But Yu Zizhen didn't pay attention to his ferocious expression at all. She pointed at the silver ingot that had fallen to the ground, "Feng Yuan! Quick! My silver ingot!"

Feng Yuan:.
  Feng Yuan's eyes twitched, but he jumped up very quickly and picked up the silver ingot thrown by his eldest son before everyone else.

Yu Zizhen had already jumped off the carriage at this time. She took out the copper plate and handed it to the carriage driver, "Excuse me, uncle, please step aside and wait."

The uncle nodded and drove the carriage to a secluded place that would not affect the passage of others.

Yu Zizhen clapped his hands and led Yao Guang to the front of the stall where Hu Ji, the gangsters and others gathered.

Hu Ji tremblingly took her son and kowtowed to her, thanking her for saving her and her son.

The ruffian stood aside with a livid face. Although he was dissatisfied with Yu Zizhen's meddling in her own business, he didn't dare to curse or make a move because of her silk and gold accessories.

Yu Zizhen is not that big, but her eyes are calm and sharp that belies her age. She frowned and looked at the gangster, "You commit murder on the street. Are you ready to go to Jingzhao Mansion to go to jail?"

The ruffian took a step back and said, "This is between me and this Hu Ji, and it has nothing to do with the young master, right?"

Yu Zizhen clasped his hands behind his back and raised his chin slightly, "Who says it's irrelevant? If the road is uneven, someone will plow it, and if things are uneven, someone will take care of it. I will take care of this nosy business today."

The ruffian fell back in anger, but he didn't dare to provoke someone like Yu Zizhen, who was well-dressed and accompanied by guards with swords, so he could just say "just wait for me" to regain some face, and then directly He took his little brothers and ran away in despair.

Yu Zizhen didn't chase him, and the gangster didn't really beat anyone to death. Even if she sent the guy to Jingzhao Mansion, according to Daqi's current laws, he would be sentenced to wearing shackles in public for a day and a half at most.

The reward was seriously out of proportion to the effort, and Yu Zizhen was not going to waste that time.

She helped up Hu Ji, who looked as old as forty-five or six years old even though he was not yet thirty years old. Then she took out a pack of pine nut candies and gave them to Hu Ji's eldest son, "I just bought them." I'll give it to you to eat." Hu Ji said to Yu Zizhen in Daqi dialect with a slight accent: "I can't do it, I can't do it."

Yu Zizhen patted her hand and said, "There's nothing I can't do. Just treat it as a shock to my little brother."

This was the first time that someone didn't look at them with disgust or fear. Yu Zizhen even helped her stand up with his own hands and patted her hand affectionately. Hu Ji, who had suffered a rough life and had been wronged so much, couldn't control the redness of her eyes.

Yu Zizhen looked around and found that it was not a good place to talk with people coming and going, so he asked Hu Ji if she would like to find a quiet place to listen to her say a few words.

Hu Ji nodded in agreement without hesitation. She originally wanted her son to stay where he was selling Hu cakes, but she followed Yu Zizhen alone, but her son was worried that his mother would be with a stranger who looked like he was either rich or noble. People leave.

The child still remembered how those dignitaries treated his mother and other actors in that official's mansion.

He insisted on following, so Hu Ji had no choice but to take him along with her with an apologetic expression.

As for their biscuit stall, Yu Zizhen asked Feng Yuan to stay and look after them for a while. Although he has no experience in business, he is not afraid of people stealing things or making trouble.

What should Feng Yuaneng do? This was not the first time he had experienced the strange behavior of his eldest son. Although his head hurt, he still agreed with a respectful expression.

Yu Zizhen didn't let him appear as a small vendor for too long. She found an empty tea stall and ordered a pot of the best tea here. When the tea was served, she got straight to the point and explained her purpose.

"I want to find an erhu master to teach a friend of mine how to play the erhu. The monthly silver price is tentatively set at eight taels, which includes food and accommodation. I will also give you gifts during the holidays, and I will make two sets of clothes for each season of the year."

As if she knew what Hu Ji was worried about, she added, "You don't need to be a lowly citizen. If you want, you can bring the child with you. There is a civil and military school specially opened for guards and servants in my house. You can You can let your children learn a skill."

Hu Ji's eyes widened and she looked shocked. She didn't expect that Yu Zizhen came specifically for her.

She clenched her fists, and there were two thoughts in her heart that were fiercely tugging at each other.

Compared with her hesitation, her son was much more decisive.

The little boy held the bag of pine nut candies and said, "Mom, go ahead."

Anyway, after they became good citizens, they were still destined to be bullied, especially now that they had completely offended the gangsters. When the young master in front of them left, those gangsters didn't know how they would deal with them.

Rather than sit back and wait for death, they should seize this opportunity and fight for a better future that may exist.

The most important thing is that although the young master looks kind at the moment, if his mother chooses to refuse, who knows if the other party will think that his mother is disrespectful.

He could at least show off his courage to the gangsters on the street just because they called him a "bastard", but the young boy knew that his family couldn't afford to offend people of Yu Zizhen's class.

So instead of taking Joe, they might as well show knowledge and obedience from the beginning.