"Who are you? How dare you barge into someone else's house? Get out now!" Dong Shuang was so frightened when he saw a foreign man breaking in that he quickly stood in front of his wife, shouting in panic and anger.
“S-Sorry!”
Wen Shijie came to his senses and hurriedly retreated.
However, Yang Zhao recognized the young man the moment he saw him.
A talented scholar.
The think tank that was taken in by Chen Li in the previous life, a man full of talent and wisdom!
However, compared to his past life, more than a decade later, Wen Shijie is still just a young, immature boy. Moreover... he seems to have a fatal weakness now!
"That, that's my son!"
After drinking a large bowl of rice porridge, Wen's mother finally breathed a sigh of relief and finally had the strength to speak.
In fact, Wen's mother fainted from hunger and cold. The journey to Beijing was extremely difficult and arduous for Wen and her son. They had no money left. In order to save more food for her son, she had not eaten for more than half a month.
Only then did he faint halfway up the mountain, near death.
If Yang Zhao had not appeared in time, helped her up the mountain, and fed her the rice porridge, Wen's mother would probably have died there.
"Dongshuang, go and invite that young man in." Yang Zhao said to Dongshuang after hearing that.
Dong Shuang frowned and couldn't help but said, "Madam, we didn't bring a nanny with us this time. If we let a foreign man into the house and someone spread the news, it would be bad for your reputation..."
"No problem, go ahead."
Dong Shuang bit her lip and turned around to go out and ask for help.
Wen Shijie, who was standing at the door, had heard the conversation between the master and the servant in the house. According to the gentleman's behavior, he really couldn't go in and ruin the reputation of the person, but he was really worried about his mother's condition.
So after he entered the house, he stood at the door.
Seeing his mother wrapped in an expensive cloak and a hint of life on her face, he was so happy that his eyes were red. He immediately bowed deeply to Yang Zhao and said, "I, Wen Shijie, thank you, Madam, for saving my mother."
"It's just a small favor, but..."
Yang Zhao put Mother Wen to bed and covered her with a blanket before he stood up and looked at Wen Shijie and said, "As a son, you should pay more attention to your mother's eating habits in the future. Don't let yourself regret it in the future!"
After saying that, Yang Zhao said no more. He bowed slightly to Wen's mother lying on the bed, and left with Dong Shuang.
Wen Shijie was stunned at first, and then his eyes suddenly turned red.
He understood the hidden meaning behind Yang Zhao's words.
No wonder his mother had been complaining about having no appetite and being unable to eat for the past half month. He had thought she was seriously ill, but now he realized she had been starving herself just to save more food for him...
Wen Shijie felt so guilty that he wanted to bang his head against his wall and die!!
Yang Zhao and his servant asked for an extra meditation room to settle down.
"Dongshuang, go to the small kitchen and ask a monk to make some porridge and send it to the young man."
"Where's Madam? You haven't eaten anything yet. How about I give it to you first..."
"I'm not hungry yet, go ahead."
Dong Shuang pursed her lips, but in the end she didn't say much. Her wife must have some plan for making such arrangements!
After all, even if her wife had a kind heart and saved someone, she would never do it so personally. Now she even went out of her way to "take care" of a young boy!!!
In fact.
That’s true.
When Yang Zhao saw the old lady, he was not sure that she was Wen's mother.
So she took the gamble.
She had heard in her previous life that Wen Shijie had only an old mother, and he brought his mother to the capital when he took the imperial examination. However, she didn't know what happened that year, as his mother died in Pufo Temple before she reached the capital.
Because of this, Wen Shijie gave up the Spring Examination and stayed in Pufo Temple for three years to observe mourning.
Three years later, before he even stepped into the examination hall, he was completely disqualified as a candidate because he offended the powerful people in Beijing. He was then suppressed and hit a wall everywhere until he met Chen Li.
Because of that meal, he became Shen Li's most loyal think tank and staff member.
From this we can see that Wen Shijie was a filial and loyal person.
so……
Yang Zhao gambled on the probability that the old lady was Wen's mother.
After all, on such a snowy day in December, there were not many people who could come to Pufo Temple to burn incense, and there were even fewer who could come to such a poor old lady.
Apparently she made the right bet.
However, Yang Zhao was very clear that some purposes must never be revealed.
So next, she did not go to Wen's mother's room again, but started her official "purpose" of coming to Pufo Temple.
Come to 'accidentally' meet the wife of the Minister of Personnel.
After the third "chance encounter," the domineering wife of Minister Wei finally lost control of her temper. She paused, turned around, and angrily shouted at Yang Zhao, who was not far away, "Whose wife are you? You've been following me three times in the past two days. What's your purpose?"
Yang Zhao stepped forward with lowered brows and a gentle look, bowing slightly, "I greet Madam Wei. I am Yang Zhao, the headmistress of the Shen family."
"Shen family? Where is the Shen family?"
Madam Wei frowned, and only realized what was going on when the nanny beside her reminded her. She then looked at Yang Zhao with disdain and contempt: "So you are the unvirtuous woman from the Shen family? Why did you come here and follow me?"
Soon, Madam Wei thought of something and raised her eyebrows: "Are you here to seek a promotion for your man?"
Mr. Lu is about to retire, and Minister Wei is likely to take over.
So these days, many people have come to her openly or secretly, trying to find a way to break through with her and find jobs for their husbands or sons.
Yang Zhao nodded slightly: "I am just..."
"You don't have to tell me, it's impossible!"
Madam Wei hated interrupting Yang Zhao. She hated people like this who had no sense of propriety and dared to come up to her and curry favor without even considering their own worth.
Seeing that Yang Zhao was only accompanied by a maidservant and not even a nanny, Madam Wei's disgust became even more undisguised: "As a woman, you don't stay in the inner house to take care of the household affairs, but come here to show your face. You are simply shameless and have no virtues at all. Seeing you is an eyesore for me..."
Madam Wei snorted and left in a hurry with a bunch of maids and servants.
Dong Shuang's eyes turned red with anger: "Madam, how could she do this..."
"Don't say anything, Dong Shuang."
Yang Zhao's face was also a little pale, and he lowered his eyes slightly, as if trying hard to hide his grievance and embarrassment.
In fact, her peripheral vision had already swept across a patch of clothing behind the rockery not far away...
"Let's go back."
After Yang Zhao and his servant left, a young figure slowly walked out of the rockery.
It’s Wen Shijie.
He was just looking at the direction where Yang Zhao left, not knowing what he was thinking, and looked slightly dazed.
The back mountain of Pufo Temple.
In a Zen room.
"Empress Dowager, we've already found out. The woman who saved the old lady earlier was Yang Zhao, the daughter of the Marquis of Zhenbei, who married into the Shen family six years ago..."
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