When a fool becomes a heartthrob [Transmigration Book]

Inside the Prime Minister's Mansion

"Master Liu Xiang."

As soon as Liu Ze entered the room, Qing Yuan greeted him, and he reached out to take the complicated robe that Liu Ze took off.

"The water has been boiled, Mr. Liu Xiang can take a bath and rest directly."

Liu Ze smiled warmly at him. "Thank you."

He was only wearing a thin green shirt, with the lapels slightly open, revealing his white collarbone, and his whole body was as tall and thin as green bamboos in the mountains.

Qing Yuan's face turned red again, and he looked away a little uncomfortably.

Immediately, there was a secret joy in his heart. Before that, there was no school boy responsible for Mr. Liu Xiang's daily necessities, and Mr. Liu Xiang treated him differently.

After a stick of incense, when Qing Yuan came in from the house again, Liu Ze was already sitting at the table, reading a book in his hand.

Hearing the sound of opening the door, he raised his eyes and smiled at him, and said softly, "Qing Yuan, sharpen the ink for me."

"Yes."

Qing Yuan freed one hand to gently press the inkstone, and began to sharpen it skillfully.

"My lord, is it fun for you to go to Hengzhou this time? Is there anything novel that you can tell the servant?"

When he said this, his face couldn't help showing yearning. Although what he said was overstepping, he knew that Liu Xiang would not punish him.

"If you want to go, I'll take you there next time." Liu Ze paused between writing, dipped his ink again, and continued writing the letter.

Seeing how unabashed he was in front of her, Qing Yuan couldn't tell what it was like not knowing.

"My lord...why are you so kind to me?"

Liu Ze smiled at him, "How long have you been by my side?"

"Back to my lord, it's been almost two years."

Liu Ze washed the brush in clear water, watching the thick black ink gradually smudge, "You are the person next to me, so I naturally want to treat you better."

Qing Yuan looked complicated.

Then Liu Ze hung the pen on the red sandalwood stand, raised his eyes and smiled at him, "Otherwise, what if you were bought and sold."

Qing Yuan was startled when he heard the words, and stared at Liu Ze for a few seconds, wondering what he was thinking, and then he seemed to have strengthened his determination, as if he was taking an oath.

"I will never betray my lord."

Liu Ze looked at him with an ambiguous smile, "I know."

After he finished writing the letter, he put it in a certain book. Qingyuan watched his actions and didn't ask anything. Instead, he asked about his going to Hengzhou.

"I heard that His Majesty has also gone?"

Liu Ze glanced at him and hummed.

Qing Yuan lowered his volume, "Is Your Majesty sick again? Didn't you say you've recovered?"

Liu Ze shook his head, "It's not a disease."

But he didn't say anything, Qing Yuan curled his lips, obviously not believing it.

"He must have fallen ill again. It seems that even the Master of the National Teacher can't cure his illness."

Liu Ze splashed ink on his hands, and without raising his eyelids, he asked instead: "You care about Your Majesty?"

Qing Yuan muttered, "I'm just curious."

He paused, then couldn't help whispering: "I don't know how long His Majesty can live..."

Liu Ze paused when he was writing, his eyelashes slightly lifted, and his eyes fell on him without saying a word.

Even though he didn't speak, Qing Yuan was keenly aware of something strange.

He was a little puzzled, and he would say such things in front of Liu Ze before, but he would just say "be cautious" without paying much attention to it.

Seeing Liu Ze looking at him without a smile on his face, when did Qing Yuan see him treat him like this.

So he couldn't help being stunned, and then his blood surged up, eager to make Liu Ze agree with his words, and blurted out, "Your Majesty is not too..."

Halfway through the speech, he seemed to realize something and stopped abruptly.

He was not sure, but because of his special status, he overheard the conversation between the Empress Dowager and the people around her. Their conversations were very secretive, so he could only guess a few things.

Yin Huai was not born to the Empress Dowager, the lowly maids in the palace and the first emperor conceived him after one night.

But the queen mother did not mention whether it was from the first emperor, but he guessed that the queen mother might not be sure.

At that time, he himself was taken aback, but in the final analysis, this kind of thing had nothing to do with him, so after being shocked, he was ready to rot this shocking secret in his heart.

Hearing his words, Liu Ze's expression moved slightly, and he asked him, "What did you say?"

Qing Yuan kept his mouth shut.

Liu Ze frowned calmly, but only for a moment, and soon relaxed again, and said softly: "If you don't want to say it, then you don't want to say it. Let me know when you are willing to say it."

Qing Yuan: "...Yes."

After Qing Yuan pushed the door to go out, Liu Ze closed his eyes slightly, leaned back slightly against the back of the chair, and when he opened his eyes again, there was no smile in his eyes.

After an unknown amount of time, he finally opened his mouth and called out, "Shen Yue."

The maid who was waiting outside opened the door and walked in. Liu Ze took out the letter from the book just now and burned it on the candle, then wrote a new letter and handed it to her.

"Let the British public do what the letter says."

"Yes."

……

Seeing that winter is coming again, the dead leaves on the branches are trembling, and the bitter cold wind is howling.

The inside of the palace is still lifeless, and when the New Year comes, the border is much more peaceful than before, but for some reason, Yin Huai always has a feeling of tranquility before the storm.

Every year at the end of the year, the small frontier countries around Great Yin would come to the imperial city to pay homage and offer offerings, and this year is no exception.

There were also envoys from Beirong who came to pay homage. After entering the capital of Yin, they lived in the post house in the city. It is said that they brought treasures to offer.

The palace banquet is scheduled for two days later.

There was still some time before the banquet officially started, because there were a lot of outsiders pouring in, and Yin Capital City seemed to be quite lively.

There are also many young scholars gathered in the academy, most of them are students of the Imperial College, and occasionally there will be some young scholars who gather in the academy to discuss world affairs all day long.

Yin Huai didn't want to deal with scholars the most, because they loved to talk about throwing their heads and blood for the country and the country.

When asked about the crime, he stuck his neck and looked like he was about to hit the wall if he was not afraid of death.

Thinking of this, Yin Huai thought of Feng Yushi who always participated in his own books, and felt that he must be the elite among the elites.

In the past few days, there have been faint rumors from the school, saying that there may be wars again, and that the situation in the world is about to change drastically.

Yin Huai's teeth itch.

So he picked a time, prepared to go out with Chong Cang Pingxi and the others to the most prestigious academy in the city, and caught them by surprise.

Although Yin Huai's health was much better, Zhong Cang was still afraid that he would catch a cold, so he took a cloak and put it on him.

After getting off the carriage, Yin Huai let out a breath of cold air, stepped on the vast snowy ground, and Chong Cang followed him step by step behind him.

The school in front of him is a two-story elegant residence, and as soon as he steps in, he can hear endless discussions.

"This Beirong came to offer some treasures, and there is absolutely no kindness in it."

"Hey, I'm afraid there will be another war."

"Xing, the people suffer, death, the people also suffer."

I saw several people gathered in a group, and the person sitting in the middle looked very young, wearing a purple shirt, with delicate features, and looked at most 20 years old.

He didn't speak all the time, just listening to the discussions around him, showing a thoughtful expression.

"Brother Jin, what do you think?"

"That's right, Brother Jin, you are very knowledgeable. How should I, Da Yin, deal with those Beirong people?"

Who doesn't know that Lin Jinzhi wins the number one scholar in one fell swoop, and he will have a bright future in the future, and anyone who winks at him wants to make friends with him.

Lin Jinzhi shook his head, "Everything is decided by His Majesty."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone around laughed, obviously not taking it seriously.

"The previous emperor's heirs were weak, and when he passed away, there was only one son today."

"At the beginning, Concubine Wei gave birth to a dragon son, but when she was raised to be three years old, the dragon son who was originally good suddenly died suddenly."

At the beginning, the first emperor was undecided about the crown prince, because although the queen mother was pregnant at the time, Wei Guifei's eldest prince was already three years old.

Coupled with the prominent background of Concubine Wei's mother's family, there has always been a tradition in this dynasty to establish an elder but not a heir, so there was only one prince at that time, and the first emperor was originally the eldest prince who preferred Concubine Wei.

In the end, someone sighed, "I can only say that everything is fate."

If it hadn't been for the eldest prince's sudden death of illness, how could this throne be the turn of the current emperor.

Now a woman controls the power of the government, the emperor is young, he doesn't know the principles of governing the country, and he has a cruel and willful temperament, and he kills people at every turn to vent his anger.

If this goes on for a long time, sooner or later there will be a big disaster.

Because the academy was too noisy, no one noticed when Yin Huai went in.

He squeezed out of the crowd with difficulty, made a curious look, and asked the person next to him, "What are you talking about?"

The school rule is not to interrupt others, that student wanted to reprimand him for not understanding the rules, but when he turned his head to meet that thick and eye-catching face, he couldn't help but froze in place, even refusing to say what he wanted to say. forget.

"......."

Seeing that the man ignored him, Yin Huai was about to ask again when he heard a familiar young voice in his ears.

"His Majesty?"

Lin Jinzhi looked at Yin Huai, with a momentary surprise on his face, but he quickly restrained himself, and quickly knelt down on the ground and saluted.

"The students didn't know His Majesty was coming, and they were far away from welcoming them. I hope His Majesty will forgive me."

He didn't dare to raise his head, and tried hard to hide his secret joy, for fear of revealing the slightest bit, it would be a crime of disrespect to that person.

The air froze for a few seconds.

Everyone's eyes fell on Yin Huai one after another, their faces were full of surprise.

The young boy in front of him had black hair loosely tied up with a white jade hairpin. His skin was as cold as snow, and he was thick and attractive. He had a pair of amorous peach blossom eyes, but when he looked at people, he felt a little colder.

The splendid costume on his body and the brocade dragon and jade pendant hanging on his waist all showed his noble status.

But...it was beyond their expectations.

I don't know how long it took, but in the end who knelt down first, the rest of the people also knelt down one after another when they saw this, and all of them knelt down in the academy, shouting in unison, "See Your Majesty."

Yin Huai coughed dryly, "Stay flat."

He said a few more words on the scene, everyone saw that he showed no signs of anger, so they were relieved, but they were all a little embarrassed and at a loss, they all blushed and dared not look at Yin Huai.

After all, he just talked about others behind his back, but to everyone's surprise, Yin Huai didn't lose his temper.

Is this still the eccentric and violent emperor?

Lin Jinzhi's face was reddish, and he quickly signaled Yin Huai to sit down. Afterwards, everyone saw that he was talking to Lin Jinzhi in a low voice, as if he had no intention of answering them, and the atmosphere became lively again.

Yin Huai knew that the current situation was really not good, and sitting in this position was precarious.

But he doesn't have any ambitions for the throne, and the lack of heirs of the former emperor is entirely due to the empress dowager's methods.

Back then, the Empress Dowager had never had any children, so she contracted her right-hand man to set up an abortion squad. It is said that in the years when she was at her best, even old hens in the palace did not dare to lay eggs.

And just when the Empress Dowager Yin thought that she would never have an heir for the rest of her life, she happened to be pregnant at this time, and of course the one she conceived was not the original owner, because the baby she gave birth to was a dead baby.

Fortunately, when the Empress Dowager Yin knew that she might not be able to keep this baby, she had already made two-handed preparations. She found a little palace lady who was favored by the former emperor and was pregnant, and gave her medicine to force her to give birth earlier. The original owner was transferred to the Empress Dowager Yin.

Because the status of the biological mother was too humble, and since the emperor accidentally pampered her when he was drunk, he never summoned her again.

None of the nobles in the palace knew about it, except for the empress who was in charge of Fengyin at that time, who is now the empress dowager.

Now it can be said that there are internal and external troubles, but in the famine in the southwest, Yin Huai chopped off the heads of several corrupt officials after returning from Hengzhou, and now no one dares to lie to others.

Now that the state treasury allocates funds to release food, the people below dare not be greedy for a penny, and the disaster has eased a lot compared to before.

Only external troubles.

Bei Rong is indeed a big trouble, and now he can only rely on the agreement he made with Chong Cang.

"I heard that you work in the Shang Academy?" Yin Huai came back to his senses and asked about Lin Jinzhi who was next to him.

When Lin Jinzhi met his gaze, his face became hot, and when he answered yes, he never dared to lift his eyes again.

Yin Huai thought he was nervous, so he patted his hand, reassuring him that there is no need to be like this.

Seeing this, Chong Cang frowned slightly, but he knew that this was just Yin Huai's habitual action, and it was completely unintentional.

Lin Jinzhi was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't react.

Yin Huai paused for a moment, thinking that he was too shy and didn't know how to comfort him. It took him a long time to say a word, "Lin Aiqing doesn't need to be so nervous, I have always cherished talents."

Lin Jinzhi looked at him, and when the people in front of him looked at him, they always spoke kindly. How could such a majesty be the majesty that those people said.

But if he is not the emperor... then can he...

Unfortunately, there is no such thing.

Thinking of this, he smiled wryly, and in the end he could only lower his head, "Students must do their best to solve His Majesty's worries and problems, and they will die."

And this scene was all seen by the eyes from above, and there were a few tall young people sitting on the railing on the second floor.

If someone took a closer look, they would find that their faces were different from those of the Central Plains people, with deeper facial features.

Especially the leading man with the scar on his forehead, Yin Huai would definitely be shocked if he saw it at this moment.

Because his pupil color is similar to Chong Cang's, with a faint blue in the black.

He glanced at the figure below, paused for a moment, then landed on the young man dressed as a guard behind him, and frowned.

"Second prince, what's the matter?"

The entourage next to him asked him in Beirong dialect, and Sata frowned even tighter.

"The one below is the emperor of Great Yin?"

The attendant knew what he meant, and showed disdain on his face, "What kind of folk customs do the people of the Great Yin love most to cultivate self-consciousness, they only know some nonsense talk about hanging book bags, and they can't do anything on horseback. Of course, even the one above is too weak."

Sata narrowed his eyes slightly, and asked again: "Does that person behind him look familiar to you?"

The waiter looked around, but his face was blank, because the distance was too far, and he could only see the general appearance, let alone the so-called eye color.

"This... looks familiar, but I can't remember it."

Sata's eyes flashed, and he said in a deep voice, "How long has Yeluer been missing?"

The attendant didn't know why he brought up the sixth prince whose life or death was uncertain. After a moment of silence, he seemed to suddenly realize, "This subordinate will ask someone to follow him closely."

Coming out of the academy, Yin Huai was about to get into the carriage, but changed his mind again, it was so boring to go back in the carriage because it was so rare to get out of the palace.

Today is the day to go to the market, and the city of Yindu is very lively.

Yin Huai and Chong Cang walked in tandem.

At this moment the sky had already darkened, Yin Huai thought of the so-called banquet a few days later, and thought of Chong Cang's special identity, his heart moved, and he asked the question first.

"Chongcang, when do you plan to return to Beirong?"

Hearing this, Chong Cang paused slightly, and stood still.

Yin Huai heard the footsteps behind him disappear, turned his head in doubt, and saw Chong Cang with his head down, looking down on him.

Like a big dog that is about to be abandoned by its owner and become homeless.

The hand hanging by his side was clenched suddenly, and it took a long time for him to make a small sound from his throat.

"Are you going to drive me away?"

Yin Huai froze for a moment, not understanding what he meant by this, thinking that his memory had gone wrong.

"...It's not to drive you away, but we have already made an agreement."

Chong Cang muffled: "...I know."

Yin Huai suppressed the strangeness in his heart, he always felt that there was something weird about Chongcang, but he couldn't say it.

He decided to reason with him, so he persuaded him earnestly: "You always have to go back, Beirong is your home, you have to go back there to marry a wife and have children, and then inherit the throne, this is your destination .”

Chong Cang's face darkened, "I won't marry a wife and have children."

Yin Huai was taken aback for a moment, and just about to say something, Chong Cang's expression changed slightly, and he glanced behind him from the corner of his eye.

Yin Huai also noticed it, looked behind him, but saw nothing.

"Is anyone following us?"

"do not know."

Just when Yin Huai wanted to ask questions, Zhong Cang grabbed his arm and walked into a nearby flower house on the street.

It was a tentative move, but when he realized that the people behind him hadn't been shaken off, Chong Cang's face was serious, and he really came for them.

Chong Cang dragged Yin Huai to avoid a certain room on the second floor. The room was not big, and there was a screen on the left side of the bed, just enough to accommodate the figures of two people.

Chong Cang said softly: "Your Majesty, I have offended you."

Before Yin Huai had time to react, his wrists were clutched and he hid behind the screen.

It didn't take long for the door to be opened, and then there were small conversations.

But it wasn't the Central Plains dialect, which made Yin Huai feel confused.But Chong Cang obviously understood, and his face sank.

The few people saw that there was no one in the house, and when they were hesitating whether to come in and search carefully, they heard a female voice.

"Hey, why are there still a few high-ranking officials at this door, and why are they still carrying knives? Today is really too bad. I already have guests at my house, so please come back another day."

Then there was the sound of the door closing, followed by a woman's coquettish laughter.

With the sound of clothes rubbing against each other, Yin Huai blushed.

He wanted to move his body, but he held his hand so that he couldn't move, so strong that it seemed to melt him into his flesh and blood.

Yin Huai's current posture is being firmly protected by the people behind him, because the back of the screen is really narrow, and if he is not careful, his feet will be exposed.

Chong Cang kept this posture motionless, his thin lips were tightly pursed, his eyelashes drooped slightly, trembling slightly with Yin Huai's breathing.

The movement of the people next to him was nothing to him, and his eyes were focused on the back of Yin Huai's white neck.

Such a large snow-white area is really dazzling.

His breathing was a little messed up.

The person on the bed seems to be getting more and more serious, Yin Huai's face is burning hot, he is at a loss, he can't wait to find a hole in the ground and get in now.

So he couldn't help moving again, but he didn't think that when he moved just now, he accidentally bumped into something, and the people behind him froze suddenly, not daring to move at all.

Yin Huai was also slightly taken aback, and when he realized what it was, he couldn't help but blushed, feeling the hot touch lingering.

"......."

The author has something to say: sisters who didn’t feel like repeating a short paragraph in this chapter can skip my explanation later. Yanagisawa’s passage is the content of Chapter 27, but I was not satisfied with the rhythm at the time so I revised it. It was replaced with a new plot, with almost or even more words. Click on Chapter 27 to see the revised new chapter. I should have explained it at the time. Many people saw the new chapter, and the replaced one This paragraph cannot be deleted, because it is to explain Liu Ze's suspicion of Yin Huai's life experience, it is very important, so I released it in this chapter, in simple terms, I just changed the order of the plot, and I promised to write it before because of the inconvenience caused Compensation for free episodes, bow~

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