When a fool becomes a heartthrob [Transmigration Book]

Seeing that the end of the new year is approaching, it has snowed these few days, the sky and the ground are almost connected into a single piece of snow, the branches covered with snow are heavy, and the imperial city is covered in silver, as if it is about to be pressed into the deep snow.

This day the school grounds were much more lively than usual.

Many children from aristocratic families gathered together to compete in archery. There were many targets in the arena, and the eunuchs were quickly pulling the arrows from the targets to make room for them.

"As expected of Jin's brother, Quanzhong."

Everyone laughed and complimented Lin Jinzhi. Lin Jinzhi suppressed the joy on his face, and couldn't help but cast a glance at the bright yellow figure above him, his face flushed.

That person... is he looking at him?

Yin Huai stared at the field, but his expression was lack of interest. He didn't know what's so interesting about it, why he was asked to come.

He propped his chin with one hand, and played with the paper ball with the other. The paper ball was made of bamboo strips into a frame, and then pasted on it with snow-white thick paper. On it were painted various small things in colored ink, exquisite in size.

It was originally played by a child, but Yin Huai was really bored, so I let Pingxi give it to me.

He saw that Yu Guangquan seemed to be here too, and the little fat man seemed dissatisfied with Lin Jinzhi's stardom, feeling that he was being left out, so he shot another arrow angrily, but still missed.

He was so angry that he threw the arrow on the ground, and when he wanted to step on it a few times, he suddenly caught sight of a black figure not far away from the corner of his eye.

He pulled his face down instantly, and cursed softly, "Unlucky."

Everyone also noticed the figure standing not far away. He was wearing a black dress with cuffs tied tightly with drawstrings. He was obviously dressed for practice.

However, his complexion is much better than before, after all, he has recuperated for a while.

He didn't seem to expect that the school field would be so lively, so he frowned calmly.

Yu Guangquan was imprisoned in the mansion by his father for a few months, he was afraid that he would go out and cause trouble, so he started to work tirelessly to death as soon as he was released.

"Isn't King Yu sick? Why did he rush to the school ground as soon as he recovered from his illness? It seems that he is really afraid of failing his skills."

As soon as Yu Guangquan saw him, he couldn't help but sneer, but this time in public, it would be fine if he dared to do something to him.

Unexpectedly, Yin Yubei looked straight at the figure above, as if he didn't hear what he said, his expression moved slightly.

Yin Huai felt relieved when he saw that his complexion had improved a lot, it could be seen that he was still staring at him, a little uncomfortable.

But in a flash of his godly effort, he loosened his hand unconsciously, and the paper ball he was playing with fell to the ground, rolling down the stairs all the way and falling into the field.

"....."

"Since King Yu is here, why don't we have a competition." Yu Guangquan raised the bow and arrow in his hand, with a nasty smile.

Everyone present frowned slightly, his focus was not on any competition at all, it was obvious that he wanted to see Yin Yu make a fool of himself after he recovered from his illness.

Everyone was waiting for Yin Yubei's reaction, wondering how he would respond.

Finally, he moved his body, but he bent down to pick up the paper ball on the ground, and walked up the stairs slowly.

"....."

Yin Huai didn't expect him to do this either, he watched him step by step in a daze, and finally stood still in front of him.

Yin Huai watched as he held out his hand to her, and the small paper ball lay quietly in the palm of his hand.

"..."

He didn't expect that he would ignore Yu Guangquan's words and run to pick up the ball for himself.

But now everyone's eyes are on him, Yin Huai is a little embarrassed to pick it up, after all, it is a child's toy, so he coughed dryly.

"You are rewarded."

Yin Yubei said nonchalantly: "Does Your Majesty often give others things?

"......."

"For example, the national teacher."

Yin Huai didn't know how he mentioned Shi Jiji, so he said vaguely, "He's different."

As for how it was different, he naturally couldn't say clearly.

Yin Yubei had no expression on his face.

The strange feeling in Yin Huai's heart emerged again. He felt that Yin Yubei had been a little strange since he was in Xiaoxiangshan, but he couldn't tell where the problem was.

But he didn't have time to think about these things right now, because soon there was a bad news in the palace that caught everyone by surprise.

The Beirong princess who had just entered the palace for a few days died.

Yin Huai had already sent people to guard him strictly, but unexpectedly something happened.

He immediately ordered someone to block the news, but somehow it leaked out and spread to Beirong thousands of miles away.

The Beirong Kingdom was furious. It was only when the princess of their own country was presented on the front foot, and the princess died inexplicably as soon as the back foot left. It was hard not to feel provocative.

The king of Beirong lost his beloved daughter and was in great grief. He responded to the public opinion of Beirong and issued a letter of war to Dayin the next day.

Now the morale of the Beibei army is high, and they are all thinking of avenging the princess, and they will be ashamed.

"Bei Rong came prepared."

In the imperial study room, after Liu Ze pondered for a moment, he said warmly to Yin Huai: "Your Majesty, they have already settled the game, so this is the moment."

Yin Huai didn't know that the so-called Princess Beirong was just an excuse for them to attack.

"Now we have to fight." The British Duke said in a deep voice, "But the court..."

Speaking of this, he sighed, there are really not many people who can lead troops to fight.

Liu Ze smiled slightly, and said to Yin Huai, "I have a candidate in my mind."

"Say."

"What does Your Majesty think of General Zhao?"

Zhao Qing?After thinking for a while, Yin Huai said, "Let him enter the palace."

Yin Huai knew very little about Zhao Qing, but he also knew that he and Yin Yubei had contacts in private. As soon as Zhao Qing entered the imperial study, after listening to Liu Ze's words, his face was thoughtful, and then he said: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness. I am afraid that a humble minister cannot take on the big responsibility."

Before everyone could react, Zhao Qing said slowly again: "But I have a suitable candidate for selection."

"who?"

"King Honor."

Yin Huai couldn't help but startled slightly when he heard the name, while British Duke frowned and turned to look at Liu Ze.

Liu Ze smiled, and said in a gentle voice, "General Zhao, don't belittle yourself."

But Zhao Qing lifted his robe and knelt on the ground, "Your Majesty, I beg you to let King Yu lead the army to go out. I will assist King Yu to repel the barbarians of the Northern Rong, and I will not disgrace the holy order."

The British Duke frowned and scolded: "Absurd, King Yu is so old, he has never been on the battlefield and led soldiers, even if his father is good, he is still his father."

Zhao Qing ignored it, but kowtowed deeply to Yin Huai.

Yin Huai is in a complicated mood now, others don't know but he knows that Yin Yubei is indeed a natural talent, he uses soldiers like a god, otherwise he would not hold the military power later, forcing the original lord to make him the regent.

After he proclaimed himself emperor, he continued to conquer the north, and several times he went to the city of the king of Beirong, and they were willing to bow their heads and profess their ministers.

"Yes."

Yin Huai finally decided to compromise. It seems that some things are still the same as the memories in his mind.

"Proceed with my decree, seal Yin Yubei as the Great General of Weiyuan, and lead the troops to the frontier, only winning and not losing."

The news quickly spread throughout the court, and everyone was shocked. They didn't understand why the post of coach was handed over to Yin Yubei who had never been on a battlefield.

Seeing that the war is about to start, people in the court are in panic. After all, the morale of the Beirong side is high, and this time, it is said that the prince of Beirong will personally lead the troops to fight, but I have handed over the post of coach to a stunned head green.

If you want to boost morale and boost the morale of the army, there is only one way to go now.

"I also hope that His Majesty will personally lead the conquest and show off the prestige of our country."

At the beginning, only Feng Zhang stood up, but as soon as he started, all the civil and military officials in the court came out and knelt on the ground one after another, pleading one after another.

As an emperor with no real power, Yin Huai didn't know what the meaning of Yujia's personal conquest was, he just went to act as a mascot.

He didn't go, what if he died there.

But these courtiers seemed to have discussed it long ago, and they looked like they wouldn't get up if he didn't agree.

Even the queen mother, who was listening to the government behind the curtain, opened her mouth and said, "Huai'er, as an emperor, you should lead by example."

Yin Huai: "..."

This means that if he doesn't go, he will go if he is tied.

At this point, his opinion is no longer important. It is precisely because he is sitting in this position that there are many things that must be done.

Yin Huai had just left and headed back to Longluan Hall, before he entered, he saw a figure standing there from a distance.

Taking a closer look, it was Yin Yubei.

I saw him with a gloomy complexion, staring deeply at Yin Huai, his dark eyes like a Wang Gutan.

"It's dangerous to go here, Your Majesty doesn't need to go there in person."

Yin Huai shook his head: "Some things must be done."

Yin Yubei stopped talking, probably because he understood what he meant.

On the first day of the first lunar month, it was the day when every household hung up red lanterns, and the streets were crowded with people, watching the army leave the city.

On the city wall, a cyan figure stood in front of the fence, silently watching the back of the receding carriage.

The British Duke standing beside him smiled, "Do you think the little emperor will come back alive?"

Liu Ze withdrew his thoughts, was silent for a while, then shook his head.

I don't know whether I am saying that I don't know, or answering his words.

It took two days and two nights to march all the way, and the large army was about to reach the northern land near the border.

As night fell that day, the large army found a place in the Gobi and pitched tents.

After Yin Huai walked out of the tent, he saw a bonfire burning outside. Soldiers gathered around the fire and told interesting stories about the army. Yin Yubei was also sitting among them, holding a bowl of wine on his knees.

Against the background of the bonfire, his facial features were dyed in warm colors, and his cold eyebrows flickered in the darkness.

What the army talked about was nothing more than those things. It was very serious at the beginning, but the more I talked about it, the more I went off topic.

Yin Huai listened to the vulgar jokes, but still had to work hard to blend in with them.

In the end, he was still discovered, "Your Majesty..."

As soon as the words came out, everyone immediately sat upright with solemn expressions.

When they found themselves standing behind them and panicked, Yin Huai gave them a comforting smile.

"No, you continue to talk."

He said, looking around for an empty seat with his eyes.

"Your Majesty, sit here." A soldier quickly stood up and patted the ground a few times.

"Ah."

Yin Huai didn't refuse either, and after walking up, he lifted the corner of his robe and sat down.

Seeing him like this, the people around looked a little weird.

"Keep talking." Yin Huai wondered why everyone stopped talking.

After getting the order, everyone started to resume the topic just now, but it was obviously much more reserved than before.

Yin Huai found that there was no sound beside him all the time, so he couldn't help turning his head to look in doubt, only to find that the person sitting next to him was Yin Yubei, with one foot bent, his hand casually resting on his knee, and he was staring at him.

In the pitch-black eyes, there is a reflection of the firelight floating up and down.

Yin Huai froze for a moment, thinking about what I was doing.

After he sat down, he didn't speak much. At first, everyone was worried about the presence of the emperor, and they were all on tenterhooks.

In fact, everyone didn't have much respect for Yin Huai. After all, he was not a good emperor because of his reputation. He just wanted to put on a show.

However, seeing that he had been sitting quietly, showing no sign of going crazy, everyone gradually let go, and the conversation gradually turned in that direction again.

"Military prostitute?" Yin Huai frowned slightly.

"No, that little guy looks like a goblin, tsk tsk, looking at your eyes, like a hook, I wish I could suck your soul..."

Halfway through the speech, it stopped abruptly. The soldier who spoke seemed to realize something, with an embarrassed expression on his face, he sneered at Yin Huai a few times.

Yin Huai also smiled at him, trying to respond to him with the warmest smile.

"Just say what you want,"

His snow-white face was warmed by the firelight, and the red mole in the center of his eyebrows was a little brighter. Looking over with a smile, the hearts of all present jumped.

The little emperor seems pretty good-looking when he's not crazy...

Compared to him, the so-called stunning beauty that the little soldier said is completely insignificant. No, how can His Majesty be compared with those people? Even thinking about it this way is disrespectful to him.

"This……"

Even if he got Yin Huai's words, the little soldier's face turned red, he hesitated and refused to speak.

Yin Huai saw that the atmosphere was silent again, so he had to start a conversation and asked Yin Yubei next to him.

"It sounds quite fun, I wonder if Yu Wang has tried it?"

Yin Yubei looked at him and asked knowingly, "What have you tried?"

Yin Huai shut his mouth tightly and did not speak.

"Why would the lord touch those people, even if he wants to touch them, he's still a decent son of a good family." One person couldn't help interjecting.

Yin Yu didn't change his face in the north, and threw a piece of wood into the bonfire, and the fire immediately became hotter.The atmosphere relaxed, and everyone began to chat endlessly again, holding a large bowl of wine in their hands, leaning on the meat on the fire rack, and the tender aroma spread.

Yin Huai was staring intently at the rotating fire frame, when a hand suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, that hand was well-articulated, well-proportioned and powerful, holding a skewered piece of meat on a wooden stick.

Apparently, the person who grilled this had just the right heat, the meat was charred on the outside and tender on the inside, and the fragrance was overflowing, which made people's index fingers twitch.

But it's a pity that Yin Huai has no appetite now, and he has never had any preference for these greasy things.

So he turned his head to look, met Shang Yin Yubei's gaze, and explained to him in a slow tone, "You have a heart, but I never like to eat these."

After being rejected, Yin Yubei didn't say anything, but naturally withdrew his hand and sneered, as expected.

Seeing him like this, Yin Huai thought he was laughing at himself, thinking that he was really putting on the emperor's airs and refused to eat these foods that were regarded as very vulgar by the people in the palace.

So I got angry in my heart, and stretched out my hand again, "Give it to me, I suddenly want to eat again."

Yin Yubei raised his eyebrows, and put the barbecue in his hand again.

The taste of the barbecue is as good as its appearance, charred on the outside and tender on the inside, crispy and soft. Yin Huai was just trying it out, but couldn't help but eat a few more bites.

The meat in his hand was not like the big pieces of meat in other people's hands, but was cut into very small pieces with a dagger, and then skewered on a skewer to facilitate entrance.

"Did you do it?"

Yin Yubei hummed, "Do you want more?"

Yin Huai glanced around and saw that no one around them noticed them, and finally couldn't help asking: "What's on your mind lately, King Yu? Why have you been absent-minded when I asked you?"

Yin Yubei finally raised his eyes, and his eyes fell on him.

Yin Huai couldn't help but asked again: "If you want to say something, just say it, I forgive you for your innocence."

Yin Yubei grilled another skewer and handed it to him, seemingly asking casually, but staring straight at him.

"Why doesn't your majesty let the national teacher come with you?"

"?"

Yin Huai felt more and more weird, and couldn't help asking curiously, "What exactly are you trying to say?"

The surrounding bonfires were burning vigorously, and the flames reflected in Yin Yubei's eyes floated up and down.

After a long time, I heard him say in a deep voice, "Does your majesty like the national teacher?"

作者有话要说：我一般中午十二点更新，今天更的有点迟，因为比较长，不好意思了各位姐妹感谢在2021-06-2214:13:44~2021-06-2315:06:59期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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