When a Cultivation Boss Dresses Up as Cannon Fodder [Quick Transmigration]

"Your Highness, please... my condolences." Xiao Zhuzi's pale lips moved, but he couldn't say any words of comfort.

The crown prince was abolished, the party members in the court were wiped out, the crown princess died of typhoid fever, and the two young highnesses of the East Palace also fell ill, but the East Palace was surrounded, and no one was allowed to leave or enter. .

If the emperor does not speak, the two little highnesses may die of illness just like the princess.

He Zhinian leaned against the wall, his body was overwhelmed with worry and grief, and he hadn't eaten properly for a long time, so he didn't have any strength at the moment.

Originally the third prince of the Yong Dynasty, his biological mother was the Empress Yuan, the first empress of the current emperor, when he was eight years old, his biological mother passed away, and he was named the prince when he was 12 years old. It has been 20 years now.

The father and son, who used to have a good relationship, only had mutual suspicion in the last few years.

A month ago, there was a change in the Beijing military camp, which was controlled by the emperor in time. After investigating the cause, all kinds of evidence pointed to the original body, so the original body was abolished and imprisoned in the East Palace.

The emperor specially decreed to surround the entire East Palace, not allowed to enter or exit, so that Yuan should reflect on himself in the cage.

The eunuchs and maids of the East Palace are dying and walking, now apart from the small pillar beside Yuanshen, only the dowry mother of the Crown Princess and two maids brought from her natal family are left.

The princess concubine died of illness on the couch the day before yesterday, and yesterday the two children had a cold at the same time.

The memory of the original body is huge and aggrieved. Before the age of eight, it was okay. Although there were many rules in the palace, but there were mothers to protect them. After losing his mother at the age of eight, the original body had to be cautious in everything. Dear, literati all over the world, even father, can't wait to see the original body with a magnifying glass.

Playing a few rounds of cuju is an indulgence in having fun; drinking a few glasses of wine is an indulging in pleasure; eating yellow beef is a sign of ignorance of the sufferings of the world, and what's more, the original body has committed the crime of "why not eat meat".

Yuanshen, the prince, works with trepidation and is often reprimanded by his father. When he was a teenager, he could help organize the memorials, but when he was in his thirties, he was asked to study hard by his father.

The life of Yuanshen was depressed and wronged, but he never had the idea of ​​rebelling against and killing his father. In fact, a careful inspection of the evidence pointing to Yuanshen can reveal how unreliable it is, but the emperor did not investigate carefully, but In a fit of rage, he painted the entire East Palace as a prison, and imprisoned Yuan Shen's family in it.

He Zhinian had never suffered such grievances except being calculated by the Dao of Heaven. Didn't the old emperor say that the original body rebelled against him?

"How are the two children?"

"Return to your highness, the two little highnesses are hot all over, and Yumao took Liuzhu and Yuezhu and used wet handkerchiefs to cool down the fever of the two little highnesses." Xiao Zhuzi's eyes were red, if it wasn't in front of his highness, he might I couldn't help crying.

It was only five years since he came to His Highness's side. At that time, he was only 12 years old. His master was the chief eunuch next to His Highness. He was pulled out and beheaded a month ago. He was the only eunuch left in the entire East Palace.

"Take me over there."

He Zhinian struggled to support himself. After several lifetimes of cultivation, his soul was strong enough, even surpassing his soul before the thunder strike. The merits and fame accumulated in these lifetimes of cultivation, Yuan Chao, he was cultivating The life in the other world, but every time you change to a world, you need to rebuild first, and it is under the condition that there is aura in the other world.

The aura in this world is much stronger than the previous world, and although the original body has been abolished, he is the prince of the Yong Dynasty after all, and he has great luck.

To be born in the emperor's family, can this luck be so small, not to mention that the original owner has been a prince for 20 years, and was once connected with the national fortune of the Yong Dynasty. Do more with less for practice.

The area of ​​the East Palace is not small, but because there are too few people, a couple of children live in the courtyard next door.

Elder brother He Yu is already ten years old, his face resembles the original owner, his cheeks are flushed from the heat at the moment, but his consciousness is still clear, seeing him coming, he struggled to stand up and salute.

He Zhinian walked forward quickly, and hurriedly held him down. The younger sister Ruyi who was lying next to him on the other bed was already burning and started talking nonsense.

The East Palace was strictly controlled, the imperial physician could not come in, and the medicinal materials could not be delivered in. These few people lived on food from the small kitchen for a month.

"Is there any hot water left? Make it warm and feed them, and then bring a jug of wine."

Add water to the two little ones, then soak the towel in the wine and use it to wipe the heads, necks, chest, back and limbs of the two children.

After giving these instructions, He Zhinian led Xiao Zhuzi to the back garden. Because there was no one to take care of it, it had become a mess and many weeds had grown up.

Peonies, peonies, orchids, and crabapple can't reduce fever. What can reduce fever is a weed called plantain.

As soon as He Zhinian bowed and pulled out a tree, the small pillar beside him knelt down with a plop: "Let's leave this kind of chores to the younger ones. Your Highness is worthy of your body, so you must not do such trivial things."

"I'll do as long as I come. You go to the cafeteria and find a jar for pounding medicine. If you don't have the jar you usually use for pounding garlic, you can also get some sugar. I'll take the medicine later."

Your Highness is majestic and knowledgeable, and Xiao Zhuzi is not puzzled by His Highness's knowledge of medicine. His Highness is such a noble person, he shouldn't do such things as squatting in the grass and pulling herbs, but the two young Highnesses are very ill. Your Highness With a fatherly heart, he didn't dare to persuade him anymore, so he could only run all the way to the small kitchen to find out His Highness's medicine.

For Xiaozhuzi, squatting on the ground to pull out herbs is not what His Highness should do, nor is it His Highness who should do it by pounding and dispensing medicine.

It's a pity that he was born stupid, he didn't do these things, so he couldn't share His Highness's worries.

A bowl of plantain juice mixed with white sugar is given to the two little guys separately, once every hour, and the fever has subsided by the second hour. After taking it three times in a row, the spirit is very good, and it has begun feel hungry.

"My servant is going to cook food for the three highnesses." Madam Yu was so excited that she wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief.

There is still a lot of rice, flour, grain and oil in the East Palace. If you are hungry, you will not be able to go hungry, but the vegetables are almost gone, only a few winter melons are left, and there is not much meat left. There are only a few pieces of bacon left. I was afraid that I would not have to eat it in the future, so I rushed to marinate it.

In the huge East Palace, there is not even a single edible egg.

When He Zhinian was pouring the medicine in the small kitchen, he already had a rough idea of ​​the remaining ingredients.

It's no wonder that the princess and the two children caught cold one after another, and they couldn't even eat well. How could their bodies have resistance?

He Zhinian picked the willow branches that had just sprouted. The fresh willow leaves on them can be boiled and eaten. There are also some wild vegetables in the grass that can also be used to supplement vitamins. He climbed more than a dozen trees. I just found six bird eggs, which can be used to make an omelette.

There are no domestic animals in the East Palace, and the only thing He Zhinian can hunt is the birds that fly over the East Palace. After standing under the sun for an hour, he managed to catch two fist-sized birds. Winter melon is served with stewed soup.

Mammy Yu was almost crying while cooking. The two young Highnesses finally recovered, and His Highness finally cheered up. It's a pity that the Crown Princess couldn't make it through.

The people living in the East Palace have eaten a "green" meal for a long time, but everyone except He Zhinian, including the two children, have a lingering haze in their hearts .

The crown prince was deposed, it was so miserable that it couldn't be more miserable. The emperor did not order the deposed prince to be executed, but he was confined in such a way that he was not allowed to enter or leave. What is the difference between this and the direct order to execute him? Starved to death in torment and despair, the latter is even worse.

Before the concubine died, everyone still had a glimmer of hope, hoping that the emperor would still have a trace of father-son affection, even if he didn't care about the father-son relationship, he would still consider human words and historical records.

The concubine was lying on the sickbed for several days, and everyone in the East Palace counted as one, from the prince and the two young highnesses to the eunuchs and maids, everyone went to the gate of the palace to say that they had made a fuss, and more than once.

But I still couldn't wait for an imperial doctor and a pack of medicinal materials.

The emperor was so cold-hearted and cold-hearted. To them, death was just to see how long the food in the small kitchen could last.

Perhaps the death of the Crown Princess and the illness of the two young Highnesses stimulated His Highness the Third Prince. After being deposed, the Third Prince cheered up for the first time, and looked for edible wild vegetables and petals for the big guys in the back garden, and climbed trees to find them. Bird eggs, within a few days, the tree in the East Palace has been climbed all over by this Highness, and you can still eat some fresh meat every day.

The illness of the two little highnesses gradually recovered, and they began to attend classes every day. Not only the two little highnesses, Yumao, Xiao Zhuzi, and Liuzhu Yuezhu also attended classes and listened to the lectures of their highnesses.

It's not that He Zhinian is a good teacher, but that in such days when there is no hope in sight, people must have some fun and hope.

"...After Sun Wukong went to heaven, the Jade Emperor decided to make Sun Wukong the Bi Ma Wen. Bi Ma Wen is a very small official position in the heavenly court. He is a small official who raises horses..."

He Zhinian's storytelling tone is flat, no different from reciting scriptures, but the story is really fascinating. The men, women and children sitting in front of him are all hooked on the fun, and sometimes they even forget their dignity and will yell loudly. good'.

The days were hard enough, and He Zhinian didn't want several people to stand while listening to the story, so he didn't have to worry about the superiority between 'father and son', 'master and servant'.

Yuan's wings in the court hall were completely cut off, his mother and wife's families all ended up miserable, without saving enough strength, they could only nest in the small east palace.

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