When the cannon fodder gets the golden finger [Transmigration Book]

In the silent night, one can hear a watchman passing by in the street in the distance, and the sound of beating a gong can be heard faintly.

There was a slight 'squeak—' sound from the door in front of him, and a plain face poked out.

Yuan Meng was wearing crimson pajamas, her hair was loose, her charms were all faded, her face looked very different from the usual heavy makeup, Zhao Xi didn't recognize it for a while.

He opened his mouth in surprise, and Yuanmeng stretched out his pale index finger to his lips, signaling for silence.Turn to look at Zhao Xueyang.

"Excuse me, miss." Zhao Xueyang put one hand on Zhao Xi's waist and pushed him forward.

"My son, don't worry." She whispered, stretched out her hand to take Zhao Xi's hand, and led him into the room.

Zhao Xi turned his head when he entered the door, and saw Zhao Xueyang's dark eyes, with his face turned away from the moon, which was flickering and flickering.

"Take care of yourself, don't worry about me," he said.

"En." Zhao Xueyang agreed, but did not leave.

When the door was closed, Zhao Xi couldn't see the people outside at all, so he reckoned he should leave.

There was really no sound of footsteps at all.

Withdrawing his thoughts, he looked around the room, it was a girl's boudoir.All the decorations are in bright colors, the tables and chairs are very particular, and the dressing table is full of ornaments.There is no screen in the house, only a carved wooden pavilion separating the inner and outer rooms.

A small lantern with a shade was lit on the table, illuminating the room.

It is inappropriate to make any noise at this time, and Zhao Xi couldn't say anything, looking at Yuanmeng with suspicious eyes.

"You sleep on the wooden couch in the outer room tonight, and the maids won't come in tomorrow morning, so rest assured." Yuan Meng whispered, leading him to the imperial concubine's couch next to the wooden pavilion.There is a blanket on it, and this weather is more suitable for resting here.

"Okay." Zhao Xi responded.

Yuan Meng waited for him to look at it clearly, and went up lightly to blow out the candles, and the room instantly became pitch black.

"Sleep in peace, son."

It became quiet for a while.Zhao Xi quietly took off his shoes and socks and went on the bed, listening to Yuan Meng's soft footsteps and the slight sound of rubbing against the cloth, he opened his eyes and looked into the darkness.

The exhaustion of the past few days made him fall into a deep sleep not long after his mind was disturbed and worried about Zhao Xueyang's situation.

In the other room, Zhao Xueyang went down the stairs and sneaked out from the corner door of the brothel. The street was empty and bright.

He took a deep breath, straightened his clothes, and ran towards the mansion where he had lived for three years.

Perhaps he had just grasped the timing, there was no one outside the mansion yet, and there were two big red lanterns hanging.On the plaque bestowed by the emperor, "The son of the world

The third word is not very clear.

Zhao Xueyang didn't go through the main entrance, but turned in through the back door.The night watchman inside saw a black shadow coming in, and hurriedly called the housekeeper to come in.

Zhao Yuan came out of the house, he and Zhao Si had been guarding midnight, they kept silent.

The visitor walked in through the flower corridor in the backyard in the dark, his figure and appearance were already familiar.

"His Royal Highness!" Zhao Yuan knelt down and saluted.

"Get up." Zhao Xueyang said in a deep voice. "What did you go to the house to say first?"

As soon as a few people entered the house, there were noises from the street outside.

Zhao Xueyang said: "To make a long story short."

"Returning to my son, I was sick nine days ago and ignored the government affairs. At first, the two kings were fighting each other. King Ning was wronged, and now King Rong is acting as the agent of the government. The princess and the two young masters were called into the palace by Concubine Feng when they first arrived. Stayed in the middle." Zhao Yuan said succinctly. "Temporarily living in Qiming Palace, everything is fine."

The news from the palace was so clear, Zhao Yuan spent a lot of effort.Zhao Xueyang nodded and said: "Understood, so now An Jing is the king of Rong, right?"

After these two sentences, there was a knock on the door outside, so loud that Zhao Xueyang had to stop talking.The noise was not small, and it alarmed the servants in the mansion. Butler Zhao Si looked at Zhao Xueyang with some surprise in his cloudy eyes.

"They are so fast, my son..."

Zhao Xueyang tilted his head, motioning him to take a look.

Zhao Si got the order and hurried out of the house, his almost seventy-year-old body was bent, and his feet were still a little staggering.

"Who asked the door?" He asked loudly.

The guarding porter returned: "They say they are from Prince Rong's Mansion."

"Who is in Rongwang's mansion, why come at this time?"

A louder voice answered from outside the door: "The servants of Prince Rong's mansion, by the order of King Rong, please invite your son to sit in the mansion."

Zhao Si looked outside, there was a small piece of fire outside the wall, and there were quite a few people coming with torches.More like coming to get someone.He glanced at Zhao Xueyang who had just left the room, saw him straightening his clothes, and nodded in this direction.

Zhao Si said loudly: "Open the door."

The concierge opened the door, and the outside scene came into view.

I saw a dozen or so middle-aged men dressed as domestic servants standing at the foot of the steps outside, all holding torches in their hands to light up, illuminating the prince.

There is a bright scene in front of the first gate.

The leading man was in his prime, lean and tall, with bulging eyes.He smiled with a humble smile on his face.

It's not just that, the light flickers on and off at night, the coldness in this man's eyes seems to be glowing with coldness.

When he saw Zhao Xueyang, he didn't seem to notice that he was still neatly dressed at this moment, wearing a light riding outfit.He took two steps forward and cupped his hands, bowed his waist and said: "My servant has seen His Royal Highness. Our lord heard that the son has just returned. We have not seen him for a long time, and miss him very much. Please sit at the mansion. The servant is here to invite you move."

"Thank you for your great love, but the son just arrived and hasn't rested yet..." Zhao Si was about to decline, but was interrupted by Zhao Xueyang.

"Please lead the way." He had known for a long time that Jingzhong would definitely pay attention to his movements. The gate of the city was just a cover, and he couldn't escape it after all.As soon as the front foot entered the door, the back foot came, and he must have come here in a hurry, for fear that he had seen someone else.

The situation is not very good now, the princess is in the hands of King Ning, and it is indeed King Rong who came first.

Zhao Xueyang took a deep look at Zhao Yuan, then turned around and followed the servant out the door.

People came and went in a hurry, and no one was disturbed, and it was unnoticed at night.However, there was another pair of eyes watching the mansion all the time, it was a step late, and hurried back to report.

In Prince Ning's mansion, Lu Mingyuan sat on the couch in pajamas, listening to his subordinates report the situation.

He is about the same age as Zhao Xueyang, and his temperament is also similar, but he does not have Zhao Xueyang's gentle appearance.His cheeks were thin and sharp, and his aloofness and frost remained undiminished between his brows.

The bed curtain was closed, and beside him was the sleeping princess. He did not lift the weft curtain, and frowned slightly after hearing what his subordinate said.The long and narrow phoenix pupils were slightly narrowed, Xu Shigang was sleepy, and rarely showed a tired look.

Originally thought that the crown prince fell from the horse, the emperor was critically ill, and there was no one who could threaten him.However, Lao San, who had been keeping quiet all this time, suddenly rose up. In the beginning, he never paid attention to Lao San, he just thought that he wanted to fight hard for power.Unexpectedly, more than half of the courtiers in the court turned their backs, and the power of the former prince turned to that side one after another, and the forces subdued in just a few days could compete with him.

Over the years, he had secretly collected a lot of unfavorable news about him, and even involved his collusion with the prince, forcing him to throw away his helmet and armor, and had to temporarily gather his wings to recuperate.

He can be regarded as half an insider about the collusion between the prince and the Li people. Originally, he just wanted to frame the prince, but he didn't expect to be caught by King Rong.

Originally, it was just that he was at a slight disadvantage, but now as long as the emperor does not swallow his breath, the world is still undecided.As the king of Huaiyang is a pivotal force, it can be said that whoever gets his support will be the next emperor.

Simply because his mother and concubine left the concubine and others in the palace, it was considered to have grasped the opportunity.Zhao Xueyang was found by the third child first, but it may not be useful.

"Go down." Lu Mingyuan said slowly.

The subordinates led away, the door was closed, and the candles in the house were also extinguished.He sat and pondered for a long time, and finally felt a little uneasy.

It was because of the big taboo of a rival in love before that it ended in such a passive situation. This youngest is well versed in pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, so he doesn't know what other tricks are behind it.Tomorrow, I have to go to the palace to visit the concubine mother in person, and firmly control the concubine in my hands.

"Ahem——" The woman next to her coughed softly twice, and seemed to be restless in sleep.

Lu Mingyuan put on a thin quilt for her, lay down himself, and closed his eyes.