After the gloomy cannon fodder was reborn

When the deputy commander of the imperial army reported to the emperor, he saw a foot protruding from behind the curtain, and vaguely saw the person behind the curtain with his legs outstretched in a bold posture, leaning on a chair to read the memorial.

That figure is fully twice the size of their new emperor.

He was so familiar with this posture and momentum that he opened his mouth subconsciously and shouted: "Village, village master?"

The curtain was loosely opened, and he was dragged into it with one hand, his mouth still covered.

When he was full of worries that he was going to be murdered to silence him, the person who was pulling him let go, cursing in a low voice: "I don't know if I recognize it? Keep your voice down? I'm really afraid that I will fall on you bastards this time. "

The deputy commander was let go, and he saw a young man sitting behind the curtain, who looked exactly like Xue Fuguang, but with a different imposing manner.Sitting aside cautiously.

That face, no matter how you look at it, is against harmony.

Their village master is sitting at the main seat, reviewing the memorial.

He asked in a low voice: "Village master, ah no, Commander, why are you here? You dare to read the emperor's book, why don't you die?"

Zhou Minshan rolled his eyes: "You know fart. Your village master and I are ordered by the emperor to sit on the dragon chair to approve the memorial. If I don't do it well, I will lose my head."

Hearing the words, the deputy commander lowered his voice: "Then, where is the emperor?"

Zhou Minshan sighed? He sighed even harder: "Ying Chao."

Deputy Commander: "?"

Zhou Minshan was very irritable, so he told him to report the matter quickly.

Xue Fuguang for a substitute? Squat down and leave, let him lead someone to watch in the imperial city, so that no one can act like a monster.

He originally knew that Xue Fuguang was ambitious, but he did not expect Xue Fuguang to be so ambitious.

As soon as the front foot ascended the throne, the back foot began to think about the land of the Ying Dynasty.

Without even preparing for a buffer, he let go and went to the enemy country himself?

He also assured Zhou Minshan that he was not afraid of being usurped.

At that time, Xue Fuguang, Mu Jianshu and his party had already reached the border of Dingzhou.

This is his second visit to this place this year? The first time is raw and the second time is familiar.

I wasted a lot of time on the road? When I arrived in Dingzhou, it was the New Year's Eve in two days.

The busiest time in Dingzhou City has passed, and every household has prepared their New Year's goods and began to close their doors to prepare for the New Year.

Mu Jianshu and Xue Fuguang entered Dingzhou City, and after finding an inn to settle down, they received the details of Dingzhou City not long after.

In the territory of the Ying Dynasty, adjacent to Dingzhou City is a county called Tongxiang.

After Xue Fuguang stayed in Dingzhou City for a few days, he entered Tongxiang County with a fake customs clearance document.

Because the two places are adjacent to each other, the style of Dingzhou is not much different from that of Dingzhou.

But Xue Fuguang could clearly feel that after stepping into the territory of Ying Dynasty, its interior was not as peaceful and prosperous as he thought.

In fact, you can understand after a little thought.Yasukuni couldn't take action against Ying Chao because of multiple restraints, and Ying Chao didn't take advantage of the fire when Yasukuni was in crisis, obviously not because? Their emperor was an honest gentleman who wanted to pursue a fair confrontation, let alone? Impossible It was because the emperor of the Ying dynasty had no ambitions for Yasukuni's territory.

Xue Fuguang did not wear a fake leather mask this time.

His portrait did not show up in the Ying Dynasty.

He was an idiot before, so there was no need to send his message back to Yingchao.

After that, of course, it cannot be passed back.

On the way to the border again, the time they lost was to clean up the details of disobedience in various states and counties.

Whether it is the spy agency that was taken over from the Ming family, or the one controlled by Mu Jianshu, if they don't obey orders and don't regard their current master as the supreme leader, then there is no need to stay in this world.

Xue Hongwen was also doing these cleaning tasks on his way back from the northern border.

Xue Fuguang got off the carriage, and the waiter in the inn led the carriage to the backyard to feed the fodder.

Mu Jianshu lowered his eyes and asked Xue Fuguang to stand on the stone steps, squat down to wipe off the wet mud stains on his cloak and hem.

The shop waiter probed and asked: "Are the two guest officials brothers? Please come in quickly, how many rooms do you want? Are the rents of these guest officials included in one place?"

There were also two imperial guards accompanying them, and the two drove the carriage alternately on the way, and also acted as guards.

There is no need to bring the extra people, they can find their own people at any time.

Xue Fuguang didn't explain, but nodded: "It counts as one room, open... three rooms? Go to the room."

Xiao Er quickly went to lead them upstairs, and pointed out three rooms to them.

The two imperial guards consciously walked to the same room, but Xue Fuguang said quietly: "You share one room every day, and he lives in the same room with me, personal guards."

The forbidden army hurriedly responded, and didn't feel that there was anything wrong.

After entering the room, it didn't take long for Xiaoer to bring up the bath water they wanted, and then prepare meals.

The weather in Tongxiang County is not as cold as in Huangcheng.

At this time, the imperial city was snowing heavily, and it was covered with silver, and there was still a large area of ​​greenery in Tongxiang County, and it was raining coldly.

Although it is not as cold as a knife in the imperial city, the wind is very strong, and the feeling of being wrapped in ice rain falling on a person is not pleasant.

The hot water in the wooden barrel steamed with white hot air, quickly forming a cloud, blurring the vision.

Xue Fuguang took off his clothes, and his black hair was pulled up high with the hairpin used by Mu Jianshu to avoid getting wet.

On his snow-white skin, there are still dots of traces like red plums, which are gorgeous and charming.

Xue Fuguang sank into the water, and the snow-white skin was immediately fumigated by the water vapor, and a large patch of pink appeared.

He asked in a low voice: "When you were in Yingchao, did you have any acquaintances?"

Mu Jianshu wiped his neck with a soft cloth, his eyes were focused and gentle, and he was not touched by the loneliness of the dark memory: "No. In the Ying Dynasty, he was sent to the shadow guard organization for training since he was sensible. Later he went to Secret spy, there is no one who has time to make good friends, and there is no one who can make good friends."

On the one hand, he is a high-ranking prince who should have enjoyed the glory.Even if you can't ascend to the throne, you can be named a prince.However, he was pressed into the mud and sent to a training place with the orphans brought back from the folk. Not only did he have no glory, but he had to work hard day and night to survive.

But on the other hand, he never felt that he was a prince, and he never had any feelings for Ying Chao, the person on the throne who had half the same blood as himself.Since he was sensible, he regarded himself as the same kind of person as those poor orphans, and he didn't feel that he was any different from them.

So he didn't suffer, so he accepted those difficulties and adapted to them so naturally, and tried his best to survive and climb to the current high position, and walked into the eyes of the person who should be called "father" on the throne.

His living environment predestined him not to care so much about human feelings, the person who stood in front of him one moment might be killed by himself the next moment.

So his feelings were like this, being consumed in a distorted state, restrained in his heart, difficult for anyone to touch.

Except for Xue Fuguang.

Xue Fuguang was the only exception in his mind.

He lowered his eyes, and when the water temperature became much lower, he helped Xue Fuguang dry his body, put on his robe, and Xiaoer knocked on the door at the right time, and brought the food.

Xue Fuguang propped his chin, ate slowly, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Since that's the case, what do you think if I make you the emperor of the Ying Dynasty?"

Mu Jianshu suddenly raised his eyes: "My lord, you should be the emperor."

It's not that Xue Fuguang didn't think about this issue.

It is indeed very good to rule the world, no matter in terms of his achievements, or for the governance of the country.

But? Xue Fuguang has a little selfishness.

He thought that at that time, when Mu Jianshu and Mu Jianshu were announced to the world, they would be on an equal footing, even if their relationship was discussed in later history books, they would still be on the same footing.

Rather than just laughing at a joke, the history of love and affairs is exposed like this.

But Mu Jianshu unexpectedly persisted.

He looked at Xue Fuguang, and said in a deep voice: "Compared to being the emperor, I would rather be by the son's side."

What's so good about being an emperor?

To be an emperor, you have to face your courtiers every day in your respective capitals, instead of following Xue Fuguang all the time.

You may also be transferred to the relationship by the minister.

At that time, even if Xue Fuguang is in danger, he cannot be by his side immediately.

These are all unbearable for him.

Mu Jianshu is tolerant of everything except Xue Fuguang, and has great patience, but when he gets involved with Xue Fuguang, everything goes the other way.

Seeing that he insisted, Xue Fuguang had no choice but to give up.

It was night, and there was a knock on the door.

Mu Jianshu opened the door of the room, and saw a thin and small man with mischievous eyebrows standing in front of the door, trying to stand upright, so as to make himself look a bit imposing.

Seeing Mu Jianshu, he quickly smiled and whispered: "Master, this villain is the leader of Tongxiang County."

Mu Jianshu let him in, checked at the door to make sure he was not following his tail, and then closed the door.

Seeing his movement, the thin man patted his chest and promised: "My lord, you can rest assured about the little one. The little one used to be a pickpocket, not a braggart. It has been rampant in the entire Tongxiang County for more than ten years, and has never been called. Someone caught it before. Whoever wants to be on my tail can't let me find out, that's impossible? Impossible."

Mu Jian was expressionless, and returned to Xue Fuguang's side.

The thin man also followed his movements and saw Xue Fuguang under the candlelight at the table.

He was startled at first, and then immediately approached him with a smile: "Presumably, this lord is the one above him, the little Zhu Wende, I have seen you before."

Xue Fuguang raised his eyes, he had relevant information about the person in front of him in his mind, and said in a low voice: "You don't need to be too polite, let's just talk about it."

"Hey, yes."

"The general situation that the adults ordered the villains to investigate has already been passed on to the adults in the previous news, but today there was a movement in the imperial capital. Although we tried our best to cover it up, our people still found out that something was wrong."

"According to the news that the Emperor Yingchao seemed to want to arrest a person. This person should have mastered this extremely important thing, which made the emperor very concerned, and even used the shadow guard who was secretly cultivated by his side. .”

Mu Jianshu put his hand on the knife on his waist, lowered his eyes, and his thick black eyes showed a cold killing intent.

Like the thick fog under the abyss, it surges slowly and quietly.

Xue Fuguang's eyes froze.

The emperor Yingchao was looking for, of course, Mu Jianshu.

The expression on his face remained unchanged, still gentle and indifferent: "Well, I know about this?"

Zhu Wende's coming is naturally more than this.

He carefully took out a piece of cloth from his pocket, folded it several times, it looked like a thick piece, put it on the table, and slowly pushed it to Xue Fuguang's hand: "My lord, look at this."

When Mu Jian opened the book, he saw a dark red color on the cloth, and there was a faint fishy smell that could hardly be smelled.

When it is fully unfolded, at least thirty or forty names of people are densely written on it.

The whole thing was written in blood, and the bloodstains had dried up, with dark red clots sticking to the cloth, and some powder rustling off.

Zhu Wende looked at the blood stains on it, showing toothache, and lowered his voice, fearing that the walls might be deaf: "These are all corrupt officials from the Ying dynasty, so corrupt that the emperor is always thinking about how to use them. On this cloth The list is obtained by many brothers who died, and there are several account books."

While talking, he took out three "account books" from the other side of his arms and put them on the table.

The ledger? There were also some bloodstains on it.

Xue Fuguang picked up the account book, flipped through it for a while, closed it, and said, "I see. Now that you have the account book, you should know how to proceed?"

Zhu Wende was also smart, and immediately rubbed his hands in response: "Thanks to my lord for trusting me, then I can rest assured to do it. I don't know if my lord has any other orders?"

Xue Fuguang: "Two months later, Yongguo? Will fight with Yingchao? You can figure it out."

Hearing Xue Fuguang's promise to start a war, Zhu Wende narrowed his eyes with a smile, saluted and left quietly.

Mu Jianshu watched him go out, and in a blink of an eye, he disappeared.It can be seen that there are some basics, but it is not an exaggeration.

Xue Fuguang flipped through the ledger by candlelight, and smiled in a low voice: "Zhou Minshan will definitely look for someone."

This Zhu Wende was originally a member of Dingfeng Village in Zhoumin Mountain, but he stayed in Dingzhou and infiltrated Chaoying.

Originally, if Xue Fuguang used ? to deal with those people from Ying Dynasty, there would be a lot of trouble.

When he was in Yasukuni, because he had a natural information gap and mastered things that others didn't know, he occupied the highest point from the very beginning, and he could easily pick out many useful people. There are a lot of handles in the hands.

In the Ying Dynasty, there was no such innate? Innate? Advantage.

The meticulous organization that the old emperor of Jingguo originally raised was much worse than the group of people in Mu Jianshu's hands. Xue Fuguang handed over a lot of information, and he could judge how much of it was fake after just a few glances.

Probably because Mu Jianshu is the villain in the novel, so the organization in his hands is more powerful.

Otherwise, it is difficult to fight against the king of a country.

The author has something to say: I won’t write much about this part of the Ying Dynasty, so I’ll just pass it along.Mainly for writing admiration books.

After this part is finished, there will be a finale, and then there will be an if line from the previous life, assuming that the son's house was ransacked but he did not die in the episode of that winter day.

Bobo everyone~