The cannon fodder is back [Quick Transmigration]

Chen Shu looked at him suspiciously: "Are you so kind?" Oh, why is he so unbelievable? The sun didn't come out from the west today.

"It's your fault, you don't know me at all, why can't I be kind." Ying Chen shook his head, this is a big misunderstanding.

Chen Shu and Xia Hong who stood aside as a stake: "..." Master/Brother, everyone knows what you are like.

"Okay." Chen Shu shrank, waved his hands weakly, picked up the cold tea on the table and drank it in one gulp, "Do whatever you say, I agree to it."

Anyway, he never said he won, he got used to it.

"Thank you." Ying Chen smiled politely, and waved to Xia Hong who was standing behind him, "Seeing off the guests."

Shocked, Chen Shu supported the table and stood up, staring at him firmly: "Are you stingy enough?"

Before he could finish speaking, Xia Hong took a step forward, stood in front of Chen Shu, and made a gesture of invitation in the direction of the door, the meaning of which was self-evident.

Chen Shu paused silently for a few seconds, turned around and left, forget it, after so long, he still doesn't know the virtues of these two.

Ying Chen looked out the window, looked at Chen Shu who came out aggressively from the door, and took a sip of tea: "Let's go too."

"Yes."

No one cared, a normal carriage carried people out of town.

Three years later, two masters and servants lived on an inconspicuous mountain.

It’s the season when peach blossoms are in full bloom. The cottage is surrounded by peach forests, and there’s a bamboo forest around the peach forests. Surrounded by mist in the bamboo forests, it’s easy for people who come here for the first time to lose their way here. There are some mazes arranged in the peach forests. , if you want to enter the hut, you must find out the law of the operation of the formation.

Ying Chen and Xia Hong were walking on the winding path up the mountain. The two had just bought some things from the small market at the foot of the mountain and were about to go back. When they walked to the bamboo forest outside the house, a smell of blood caught their attention.

Xia Hong glanced at Ying Chen, and after getting Ying Chen's approval, he walked slowly in the direction of the bloody smell. Soon, he carried a strange man who had fainted and put him down in front of Ying Chen.

"Master." Xia Hong stood vigilantly in the middle of the two of them, preventing any accidents.

Ying Chen glanced at the unconscious person lying on the ground. The person was obviously seriously injured. He was wearing the armor worn by a frontier soldier. He didn't know why he ran to this place hundreds of thousands of miles away. Covered by the bloodstains, the exposed part of Ying Chen was somewhat familiar, but he could be sure that he had never seen this person before.

interesting?Ying Chen stared at the man and pondered for a moment, and instinctively told him that what happened to this man might bring him some surprises.

"Take it back." After speaking, Ying Chen stepped into the maze, Xia Hong cast a glance at the person lying on the ground, bent down to pick up the man and followed behind.

Yan Zheng woke up with a smell of medicine that made people afraid just by smelling it. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a person sitting beside his bed, holding a medicine bowl in one hand and a spoon in the other. Half a spoonful of the medicine was about to be poured into his mouth, and Yan Zheng was so frightened that he woke up instantly.

Seeing that the person was awake, Xia Hong naturally didn't need to feed the medicine, so he put the spoon back into the medicine bowl, stuffed it whole to the other person, and looked at him without a glance.

Yan Zheng stiffly held the bowl of what looked like poison to him, not daring to move. You can tell how much coptis is put in the bowl of medicine by smelling it.

"Thank you son for saving your life." Yan Zheng's mouth curled up into a forced smile, and he looked at Xia Hong with some expectation in his eyes.

Xia Hong glanced at him inexplicably, not understanding why the other party showed such an expression, isn't it just a bowl of medicine?No matter how bad it is, you can pour it in by making up your nose. Don't think that he doesn't know that this person is diverting attention.

"No, my master asked you to save you." Xia Hong didn't take the credit.

Yan Zheng glanced at him in surprise, looked around and the person in front of him, and knew that what the person in front of him said might be true.

Although it looks like an ordinary thatched cottage from the outside, there is nothing unrefined in the interior decoration. The people who live there are either rich or noble, and the person in front of him is dressed like a servant. Yan Zheng thinks it is possible It was a son of a certain family who wanted to experience folk life.

"This...since that's the case, can I ask my little brother to introduce you to me, so I can thank you in person." Yan Zheng changed his target as good as he could.

Xia Hong nodded: "Of course, it's just that my master said so, and asked Young Master to drink the medicine before going to see him."

Of course Ying Chen didn't say that, but he just wanted to see the reaction of the person in front of him.

Sure enough, upon hearing these words, Yan Zheng became sluggish, knowing that there was no escape, he pinched his nose and took a sip, then his whole face wrinkled, it was too bad to drink, why would there be such a thing as medicine in the world.He secretly glanced at the person sitting beside him, still with that expressionless face.In my heart, the long-term pain is worse than the short-term pain. I imagined that it was wine, and I took the medicine and suffocated to the end.

Xia Hong watched him finish drinking, and said calmly, "Come with me."

Yan Zheng quickly put down the medicine bowl and followed, he also wanted to see the true face of his savior.

The two stood outside the main house, Xia Hong asked Yan Zheng to stay, and went in to report. Yan Zheng casually looked around, just as he had guessed, except for the peach grove surrounding the house, looking at the peaceful peach trees. Lin was murderous at every step, Yan Zheng overturned his guess, maybe not just the son of a rich family.

Not long after, when Yan Zheng was still guessing, Xia Hong came out of the house and brought him in.

Yan Zheng followed the people into the room, Ying Chen sat on the main seat and drank tea calmly, Xia Hong stood aside like a stake, if Yan Zheng hadn't followed him in, his eyes had been following him, I'm afraid if he didn't speak Unaware of the other party's existence at all, Yan Zheng was secretly vigilant, when did such a master appear among the people?

Ying Chen put down the teacup in his hand, stretched out his hand to Yan Zheng, Yan Zheng went to the guest seat and sat down, cupped his hands sideways and said, "Thank you for saving my life, my lord."

"No need, little brother, you're being polite." Ying Chen responded indifferently, "I haven't asked the young master's name yet."

Yan Zheng reported his name and surname: "I am Zheng Yan."

He is still unable to confirm the identity of the other party. Just in case, Yan Zheng deliberately took a fake name when reporting his name.

"Dare to ask the son's name."

Ying Chen glanced at him, Zheng Yan?Thinking about seeing the nameplate engraved with Zheng on this person, he chuckled, what a dishonest child.

"Young Master Zheng, you're being polite, I'm going to Mo Chen." Ying Chen showed an unknown smile to Yan Zheng, Yan Zheng suddenly felt a chill down his back, and his heart was even more wary of the person in front of him.

There seems to be no family surnamed Mo in Yingguo, could it be the son of some hidden family?Thinking of the array arranged outside the house, Yan Zhen was somewhat certain of his guess, but he didn't know what the young man was going to do when he came out.

Since the regent died in a fire three years ago, and the emperor who had been suppressed for a long time finally came to power, the border defense in the north has become extremely unstable, and wars often occurred. My father wrote many times, but the emperor turned a blind eye for some reason, and he never received it. When the reply came, the soldiers in the northern border seemed to be stocked. A year ago, even the small amount of food in the past was not transported, and the soldiers were forced to be self-sufficient.Later he heard that not only the northern border, but also the cost of soldiers stationed everywhere has been reduced.

Ten days ago, my father met with a person, and then he ordered him to return to Beijing with the petition form of the soldiers in the northern border, and told him to hand it over to the emperor, but for some reason, he then said that if someone was chasing him on the road, he would report to him. This mountain ran, and there was no need to hand in the petition form at that time.He was ambushed as soon as he left the northern border with Chen Qingbiao, and finally arrived at this inconspicuous mountain after hiding. He stayed in the northern border most of the time, but he was lucky enough to see the sign of the royal dark guard who only obeyed the emperor's orders.At that moment, he finally understood why his father said that last sentence. Maybe his father knew it a long time ago, but he still wanted to give the emperor a chance in the capital, which was also his temptation.

It's just that he is different from his father after all, he doesn't have any thoughts of loyalty to the emperor and patriotism, what kind of life the soldiers in the northern border have lived in the past few years, and the emperor's attitude towards the group of soldiers in the northern border who died for him. Clearly put it there, don't say that everyone is the same. In the past three years, the emperor has not done anything that is beneficial to the country. What about the regent usurping the throne?At any rate, no one dared to commit crimes at the border when he was here. People who can take the lead in fighting and set an example are not just talking about military affairs on paper. It is a pity that they are more capable than the person sitting on the dragon chair now, alas.

Ying Chen looked at Yan Zheng's confused eyes and didn't know where his mind was drifting. He coughed lightly to recall his thoughts: "When I first met you, Mr. Guan was wearing the uniform of a soldier from the Northern Territory, and he was covered in blood. This place is a hundred and eight thousand miles away from the Northern Territory. Qianli, I haven't asked you how the young master was hunted down to this point."

Yan Zheng recovered his senses and looked at Ying Chen's face, and said: "It's a long story, I was originally an unknown soldier in the northern border, he was ordered by the general to go to the capital, and he didn't want to encounter ambushes on the way, so this is... ...."

Ying Chen nodded and smiled: "So that's the case. Even so, if you don't mind, you can stay here temporarily to heal your injuries before you start your journey."

"That's...to bother you." Yan Zheng bowed his hands to Ying Chen, and was a little polite.

Ying Chen picked up the teacup and used the tea lid to filter the tea foam, took a sip, and said: "Young master, you are welcome, there are only two of me, master and servant, but if you have one more mouth, you will be disturbed wherever you are. You don't dislike the humble house, you can just leave." yes."

humble house?Whether it was a humble house or not, both of them knew in their hearts, Yan Zheng smiled and stood up to bid farewell.

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