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

Mrs. Jian Changbo vomited blood and fainted. Jian Changbo, who was almost sprayed with blood on his face, was frightened and confused. He really didn't know what he had done wrong.

Unlike him, Yu Zizhen understood Mrs. Jianchangbo very well after listening to the live broadcast of Xiaonaiyin system.

Pawning and selling off the ancestral property is a complete waste of money and a sign that the decline of Jianchang Bo Mansion is getting out of control.

By the way, the two Zhuangzi that Uncle Jianchang took out for sale actually fell into the hands of Yu Zizhen.

She has a huge advantage over others in obtaining information. Before anyone else has heard the news, she has already prepared an amount of money that is enough to satisfy Jian Changbo.

In addition, Jianchang Bo didn't want this matter to become known to everyone. Although he didn't mind selling off his ancestral property when life was tight, he didn't want the nobles and courtiers to know about it.

It's one thing to be embarrassed, but it's also another thing that others will definitely not take their construction of the Changbo Mansion seriously in the future.

So when the person sent by Yu Zizhen took out a stack of silver notes and said that he could pay and deliver the goods directly to him, he immediately sold both Zhuangzi to the person sent by Yu Zizhen.

By the time Mrs. Jianchang Bo woke up from her coma, the deeds of the two Zhuangzis had been replaced, and the new deeds had been in Yu Zizhen's hands.

The deal was done, and Mrs. Jian Changbo could only accept this ending with full of regret.

Of course, that's for later.

At the moment, Mrs. Jianchang Bo doesn't know that the uncle's house will decline day by day. She is regrouping and building connections everywhere in order to find a good match for Prince Jianchang Bo.

While everyone was busy and running around, time soon came to the tenth day of the winter lunar month, which was the winter solstice.

This day is the day for the emperor to offer sacrifices in the suburbs. According to the traditional customs passed down from Daqi, the emperor or the prince must choose an auspicious time on this day to go to Yuanqiu to hold a memorial ceremony to report a good harvest and thank God.

As the prince of Zhenbei, Yu Zizhen naturally attended this grand event, but children like them didn't have much to do. They only needed to mix in the procession of worshiping the heaven and keep saluting along with everyone.

In the morning, she drank a lot of cold wind in Yuanqiu, and in the afternoon she returned home to simply worship her ancestors. Until Yu Zizhen couldn't help but start to wonder whether she would be frozen into a popsicle, she was finally free and could go back to her yard and lie down. Rest assured in a warm room.

In the evening, Mrs. Zhang prepared dumplings as the staple food for Yu Zizhen. In her words, dumplings must be eaten on the Winter Solstice. There is even a saying in their hometown that "If you don't serve dumpling bowls during the Winter Solstice, your ears will freeze and no one will care."

Yu Zizhen giggled when she heard this. She liked to cooperate with such interesting customs, which made her feel that life became more colorful.

Time soon came to the eve of the Longevity Festival. Wen Xiaoman took the manpower prepared for her by her grandfather and changed her appearance and went south with the Lu family.
  On the second day after the winter solstice, Yu Zizhen went to the palace to go to school as usual.

After the class in the morning, she gave Xiao Yuanjin a simple, abstract, ugly and distinctive "Nine-nine-Nine-Nine-Nine-Nine-Nine-Nine-Nine-Nine-Nine-Nine-Nine-Nine-Nine-Nine-Nine-Nine-Nine-Nine-Nine-Nine-Nine-Nine-Nine-Nine-Nine-Nine-Nine-Nine-Nine-Nine-Nine-Nine-Nine-Nine-Nine-Nine-Nine-Nine-Nine-Nine-Nine-Nine-Nine-Nine-Nine-Nine-Nine-Nine-Nine-Nine with a Picture of Cold Relief" after the morning class.

"I drew this by myself. I heard that people in the capital like to give this kind of thing to each other during the winter solstice."

Xiao Yuanjin:
  Xiao Yuanjin didn't have the heart to complain about what Yu Zizhen's painting was, but before the afternoon music theory class started, Xiao Yuanjin also sent back to Yu Zizhen a "Nine-Nine Cold-Relieving Picture" that he drew personally.

Although they were all "painted by myself", unlike Yu Zizhen's ugly and distinctive "Nine Nines to Eliminate Cold", Xiao Yuanjin's painting is quite spiritual and artistic. How should I put it, it felt like she had exchanged a piece of rag that should be thrown away for a valuable and rare piece of soft tobacco.

Fortunately, Xiao Yuanjin didn't mind, and Yu Zizhen didn't feel inferior to his abstract painting skills at all.

The two of them each used the "Nine-Nine Cold Relief Pictures" sent by the other, silently counting when the cold winter would pass.

After the second snowfall in the capital, Mr. Jiang approached Yu Zizhen again.

The New Year was coming soon, and he came to Yu Zizhen to discuss the New Year's gift for returning to Zhenbei Prince's Mansion in the north.

Yu Zizhen was as careless as ever. She didn't want to go shopping in this weather, so she handed over the task of selecting gifts to Mr. Jiang.

"I have too many things to do recently. Mr. Jiang, if you can do more work, why don't you help me choose my share?"

Mr. Jiang was speechless. The money came from the public account. If Yu Zizhen didn't choose things personally, then her perfunctory behavior would be too obvious.

He asked Yu Zizhen, "I wonder what the prince is busy with recently?"

"That's too much." Yu Zizhen counted the numbers to him in a serious manner, "I have to go to class, learn Confucian classics and the Six Arts of the Gentleman, and practice martial arts diligently in the cold weather. In addition, I am also learning medical skills. , learn to farm, learn to breed, learn to carve, learn”

She counted a dozen things, but Mr. Jiang really didn't see the need for her to learn the ones after the four words "other than".

But then he thought of the gift she gave to Queen Xiao Lu on her birthday, but Mr. Jiang really couldn't accuse Yu Zizhen of not doing his job properly.

He finally figured out that what the prince of their family was least good at was the Confucian classics and four of the six arts of a gentleman that were most respected by the world.

On the contrary, they are the necessary skills for martial arts, such as boxing and kicking skills, body skills, spear skills, archery, horse riding, etc., as well as miscellaneous subjects such as medicine, farming, and animal husbandry. No matter what she wants to learn, she can learn it in one go. , which makes people around you very stressed.

If he didn't know that Yu Zizhen was indeed a girl, just by looking at Yu Zizhen's performance, he wouldn't have suspected that she was actually an impostor disguised as a man.

"Just help me choose. The things for my younger brothers and sisters will still follow my previous rules, mainly books, chess records, copybooks, recipes, pens, inks, paper and inkstones, and various novel embroidery products. The main thing will be for them. It will open your eyes and increase your knowledge. As for giving it to my father and the others, just buy some whatever you think is good, don’t worry about the money."

Mr. Jiang spent all his life's self-control not to roll his eyes and complain about Yu Zizhen, "It's not spending your money. Of course you don't need to worry about the money!"

He depressedly said yes, and then went to help Yu Zizhen buy things.

Of course, even if the errand boy was changed from Yu Zizhen to him, the person paying the money would never change from him to Yu Zizhen.

Until the eighth day of December, Mr. Jiang, who had been busy for about three days, finally sent away the team responsible for delivering Boxing gifts to the Prince's Mansion in Zhenbei, the northern border.