On how cannon fodder became a group favorite [Transmigration Book]

At dinner time, Xie Yuanjia sat at the same table with Fu Jinghong and Ji Shaoyan to eat. The cook in Fu Jinghong's small kitchen didn't need to be an imperial cook. He was brought from his own palace. He was especially good at cooking Huaiyang cuisine, which suited Fu Jinghong very well. The taste, Xie Yuanjia missed it after he accidentally ate here last time. He never found a chance to have a meal. This time he happened to be invited, so he stayed confidently.

This is the first time Ji Shaoyan has formally sat down with Xie Yuanjia to eat in the palace, the previous trip out of the palace does not count.The normally heroic and unrestrained general was surprisingly honest at the moment, sitting upright at the table without looking sideways, taking a bite of food, rice, and soup, more disciplined than Xie Yuanjia.

After eating for a while, Xie Yuanjia looked at something novel, put down the bowl and chopsticks and asked, "Is Aiqing eating well?"

Ji Shaoyan raised his head from the bowl, put down his chopsticks and replied, "I ate very well, thank you for your concern."

Seeing the doubts in his heart, Fu Jinghong explained to him on the side: "Shaoyan's family rules are very strict, the old general ruled well, and he also strictly disciplined the children of the family, so the juniors are very decent. language."

No wonder.Xie Yuanjia nodded knowingly, yes, although Ji Shaoyan looks carefree and has a rough personality, in fact, his various manners and demeanors reveal a hint of aristocratic elegance. After all, he is a descendant of an aristocratic family, which is different from ordinary soldiers.

Fu Jinghong glanced at the bowl and chopsticks that Xie Yuanjia put down, and picked up a lion's head for him with the serving chopsticks: "Your Majesty, try this dish. It is made by the best cook in my house. It tastes different from the outside."

With previous experience, Xie Yuanjia didn't dare to say that he ate almost the same food. He lowered his head and obediently added a small piece of stewed lion's head with chopsticks in his mouth. It was indeed different from the outside.

Both Ji Shaoyan and Fu Jinghong practiced martial arts since they were young, and the amount of food was equal to that of the other. bowl.Xie Yuanjia was terrified when he saw it. He didn't know where the limit of human beings was. Why did the two of them keep eating until now? Can their stomachs really hold so much?

The worst thing is that he didn't dare to say that he was full, otherwise Fu Jinghong would definitely fill his bowl with all kinds of food that was wider than his face like last time. He could only take small bites and slow down his eating speed, pretending to be himself Also eat a lot.

It took less than half an hour for a meal to be finished. Seeing Fu Jinghong put down the bowl and chopsticks, Xie Yuanjia immediately put down the bowl and chopsticks: "I'm full."

This time Fu Jinghong didn't bother with him about eating more or less, he just beckoned Lan Kou from outside to come in, and said to Xie Yuanjia: "Your Majesty, it's time to drink goat's milk."

As soon as Xie Yuanjia finished rinsing his mouth, he turned his head and saw the tray in Lan Kou's hand, with the familiar big soup bowl inside.All the emperor's utensils were small and exquisite, but only this soup bowl filled with goat's milk was big and wide. The palace people said that it was the regent's request that the emperor could drink more.

"Thank you, Uncle Emperor." Xie Yuanjia forced a smile.

Ji Shaoyan had almost finished eating at the moment, seeing that it was time for the little emperor to drink milk, he said cheerfully: "This is a good thing! The emperor, drink it quickly."

Anyway, I have been drinking these days, and this time is not bad.Xie Yuanjia took the soup bowl and drank it to the end. Fu Jinghong was very satisfied. He gestured at his height and said with a smile: "The emperor seems to have grown taller." Ji Shaoyan also nodded, "It has grown taller."

Xie Yuanjia didn't believe it, he had only taken it for more than a month, even if it was a magic elixir, it couldn't be so fast, it must be the psychological effect of the two of them.

It was completely dark outside now, and Xie Yuanjia was afraid of disturbing Fu Jinghong's rest, so he proposed to go back first. Fu Jinghong wanted to keep him for a while, but considering the current situation, he asked Lan Kou and Clinique to escort him together.

"Take my glazed lantern with you, and be careful not to fall on the emperor." Fu Jinghong told the palace servants, and then said to Xie Yuanjia: "The emperor will also rest earlier when he returns, and he will go to court tomorrow. "

"Uncle Huang also needs to take good care of his illness." Xie Yuanjia replied.

Saying goodbye to Ji Shaoyan and Fu Jinghong at the gate of the palace, Ji Shaoyan walked out of the palace alone, while Xie Yuanjia returned to Jingying Palace in a sedan chair.There was a cool breeze on a summer night, and insects and toads could be heard in his ears. Xie Yuanjia raised the curtain and looked outside. He was walking on a long, narrow and dark path, and there were no palace people passing by. He looked at the guards in front of him carrying The palace lantern cleared the way, looking at the pitch-black depths where no fingers could be seen, my heart skipped a beat for no reason.

Is it too quiet except for the sound of toads?

"How long is it?" He turned his head and looked at Lan Kou who was walking on the left side of the sedan chair and asked in a low voice.

Lan Kou turned around and was about to answer, when suddenly an arrow pierced through the quiet night sky and shot straight at it, and stuck it on the lintel of Xie Yuanjia's sedan chair.Lan Kou's complexion changed drastically, and she stuffed Xie Yuanjia's exposed head into the sedan chair, guarding the whole body in front of the sedan chair door, and said coldly to the guard in front, "Guard!"

As soon as this sentence was finished, several cold arrows were shot from all sides one after another. Several young maids screamed in fright. Fear made them instinctively want to run away, but the rules forced them to kneel on the ground with their heads in their hands, and the lanterns also disappeared. Rolled to the ground.

Lan Kou pulled out the software on her waist and waved away the arrows that were shot. When she turned her head, she saw that the eunuchs who had been hit by the arrows were lying on the ground.At this moment, several men in black jumped down from the high palace wall, and charged towards them with a murderous look while holding their swords.

Lan Kou did not leave the sedan chair door, and told Clinique: "You guard the side!"

The two of them didn't say a word, and they fought with those killers. In the deep night, they saw swords, lights and swords, but not a trace of warmth.

Xie Yuanjia couldn't see what was going on outside in the sedan chair, but he also knew that he must have encountered the legendary killer assassin, and the number of them was probably not small. It sounded like Lancome and Clinique were the only ones around him who could fight. I was a little scared. The plot of the assassination of cannon fodder was never written in the original book. Could it be another variable?

The sound of swords colliding could be heard incessantly, occasionally mixed with one or two human screams, and the sound of sharp blades cutting flesh, and there was a strong smell of blood in his nose. To him, are very strange.

As a modern good citizen who lived in a peaceful age and had never seen slaughtered blood, this was the first time for Xie Yuanjia to face such a scene of killing directly, it was just separated by a curtain, and it was obviously aimed at him.

It was impossible for him not to be afraid, trembling slightly, his face pale.He couldn't help thinking that if those assassins rushed in, he might not survive tonight.

However, Lan Kou and Clinique are still outside, they are fighting bloody battles for themselves, and he who is being protected cowardly hides in the sedan chair, isn't it too despicable?

Jiajia, a good boy should not cause trouble to others.

Xie Yuanjia seemed to hear what his mother told him repeatedly when he was young, not to cause trouble for others, it has been engraved in his bone marrow, even if he grows up, he can't change this habit.

He mustered up his courage, stood up from the cushion in the sedan chair with shaking legs, and was about to lift the curtain when Lan Kou shouted, "Don't come out!"

"Don't come out!"

Lan Kou's words were like a bomb exploding in his ear, Xie Yuanjia's hand was on the side of the door.Only then did he realize that he was unarmed and not as skilled as Lan Kou, so running out like this would not only fail to help her, but might even be cut into mud immediately, and even hinder her.

He had seen it a lot, and knew that he would rather not do anything at this time than be that kind of retarded person, so he gritted his teeth and squatted on the wooden floor of the sedan chair.

The number of five killers is not many, but all of them are brave and good at fighting, and their kung fu methods don't look like the Central Plains martial arts. Lan Kou is one against two, and it won't be easy for a while. He had to retreat step by step until he reached the sedan chair door.

"Aunt..." Xie Yuanjia was a little anxious, and gently patted the sedan door that was blocked by her.

"Your servant is fine, don't be afraid of the emperor." Lan Kou's forehead was covered with sweat, she held the blade of the knife with one hand, and the blood flowed down the palm of her hand and dripped onto the floor.

Just when she couldn't hold on any longer, rescue arrived.

Mu Zhan descended from the sky with a sword to split the man in black blocking the middle of the road, and then rushed to the two people beside the sedan chair door with a thunderous momentum, Ling Shuang followed closely behind, and the strength of the two men was above Lan Kou Clinique. After a while, all the men in black were subdued, and then they came to check the situation.

"How is aunt?" Mu Zhan asked in a deep voice.

Lan Kou only had an injury on her hand, she hurriedly shook her head and turned to look at Xie Yuanjia who was guarding in the sedan chair, she opened the curtain and saw the person on the ground at a glance, "Is the emperor alright?"

Xie Yuanjia raised his head to see her, with a surprised expression on his face, he quickly stood up and asked, "Auntie! Auntie, are you injured?"

"Slave is fine." Lan Kou replied, "You are not frightened, are you?"

Xie Yuanjia shook his head hastily, then turned to look for Clinique: "Where's Clinique?"

"Just now, in order to protect the emperor, he accidentally got hit by a sword." Lan Kou comforted him, "But the sword is not poisonous, it just needs to be recuperated for a while."

Xie Yuanjia's heart was completely relieved, and only then did he realize that his hands were still trembling slightly, and the rest of his life only made him feel like he was falling apart.

"Your majesty, I will escort you back to the palace." Ling Shuang said, "My lord was furious when he heard the news of your assassination, and specially ordered the two of us to come and protect you."

When Xie Yuanjia heard Fu Jinghong's name, he suddenly felt relieved for some reason, "I know, thank you, Uncle Huang."

Mu Zhan waved his hand, followed by several palace guards, tied up the men in black who had fainted and took them away, and then let Xie Yuanjia onto another sedan chair, which was stained with blood and could not sit on it.

Xie Yuanjia stepped out of the sedan door, and saw a dozen corpses lying on the ground at a glance, all of them were palace maids and eunuchs who had been on duty by his side. It's a dead body lying here.

The summer night wind was very cool, but it made him feel cold all over.

It was only now that he clearly realized that he was really in ancient times, not just a cool text.

Death was real, the world was real, and he...was real.

There were tears in his eyes. As an ordinary person with conscience, it was impossible for him not to bear heavy psychological shackles for this.Xie Yuanjia looked at the dead young faces on the ground, tried his best to suppress the choking in his throat, and said, "Auntie, help me to bury them well. Also... If there are relatives outside the palace, give more money to comfort them. I don't have enough money, I have it."

Lan Kou knew that he was sad, so she quickly said softly: "Yes, I will start to do it tomorrow."

Xie Yuanjia didn't dare to look at those people's faces, guilt, anxiety and fear were all in his heart, he got into another sedan chair, and left with Mu Zhan Lingshuang, feeling a million guilt in his heart.

I didn't kill Boren, but Boren died because of me.In any case, he owed a lot of lives.

Right at this moment in the Qihuang Palace——

In a fit of rage, Fu Jinghong smashed many vases and utensils in the house, causing a mess all over the place. His eyes were full of murderous intent, and his face was full of storms. The palace guards outside the house were also trembling and did not dare to move.

It was because he was overconfident, thinking that the palace was infallible and there would be nothing wrong with it, but he never expected that there would be people who dared to do something under his nose when he was dead.

If Mu Zhan Lingshuang hadn't arrived in time, Yuan Jia might have died long ago.

Sure enough, being too kind is not a good thing, he hasn't killed a lot for a long time.