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

That night, Xie Yuanjia didn't close his eyes almost all night. After waking up the next day, Lan Kou saw his haggard face and pale face, and knew that he hadn't slept well. Water to wash Xie Yuanjia's face.

"The emperor's complexion is very bad, are you going to court today?" Lan Kou asked rather worriedly.

Xie Yuanjia nodded: "Yes, the ministers are waiting."

Although Lan Kou was still very worried about his physical condition, he had to ask someone to prepare a sedan chair.

The news of the emperor's assassination had spread throughout the entire palace, and everyone knew that the regent was investigating possible hidden spies one by one. Everyone was terrified, for fear of being implicated.

The court was also chaotic, the courtiers exploded, and they were all guessing which side the wave of people belonged to last night. The royalists were hysterical and wanted to pin their hat on Fu Jinghong, who was still "convalescing" and unable to go to court. , while the regent's line tried their best to argue that it was the work of the rebels, and the quarrel was incomparable.

Ji Shaoyan didn't expect the emperor to encounter such a big thing, he stood up and said solemnly: "Your Majesty, this matter must be investigated to the end, dare to assassinate in the palace, it is by no means an ordinary assassin, I dare the emperor to let me Start this investigation!"

Xie Yuanjia raised his hand to tell the people below to stop arguing, and then said calmly: "The general is not unreasonable. No matter who the ministers suspect, it cannot be counted without definite evidence. If you wronged a good person, wouldn't it be true?" Let the real murderer go free?"

"Your Majesty, this matter must have something to do with the Regent!" An official from the royalist faction stood up. He was Liu Kang, Minister of the Dali Temple.

"As I said, before there is no evidence, all suspicions are meaningless." Xie Yuanjia said, "What's more, I believe that the emperor would not do this, if he did it, why bother to send a killer on the road? "

"Let's leave this matter to the general and leave the court." Xie Yuanjia waved his hand and explained the matter like this. He didn't sleep all night, and his energy was really low.

As soon as he came to court, Chunyu Yaguo then followed him to Jingying Palace. He said with a serious face, "I just found out this morning that the emperor was assassinated."

Xie Yuanjia asked him to sit down, recalling what happened last night was still in shock, especially the people who died that day made him even more uneasy.

"Has the emperor not slept all night?" Chun Yuya saw that his eyes were black and blue, and guessed that he must have not slept much.

Xie Yuanjia nodded, his face full of exhaustion.

"Your Majesty, you don't need to be afraid, there will be no second assassination like this." Chun Yuya comforted him, "This time was just an accident."

Xie Yuanjia wanted to nod, but finally shook his head and said, "Actually... it's not just because of fear. I, I feel ashamed."

"What shame?" Chunyuya couldn't figure it out.

"Beside me, many people died last night." Xie Yuanjia's eyes were gloomy. Maybe outsiders can't understand his hypocrisy that looks like a virgin, but only he himself understands the pain and helplessness of bearing human life. I can tell.

Chunyuya understood what he was guilty of, and he said gently: "Your Majesty

Kindness and generosity are the blessings of my Dacheng Dynasty. "

"The teacher can always find various reasons to praise me." Xie Yuanjia smiled wryly, "How can I be considered a blessing when I drag down the people around me?"

"Why not?" Chunyu Yaqian, a humble gentleman, smiled: "In the whole world, kings who feel sad and blame themselves for the low-ranking servants around them, and worry about the lives of others, have been very rare since ancient times. It is the quality of a saint."

"The teacher used to love and protect me, and I'm almost becoming a saint." Xie Yuanjia knew that he was comforting himself, and was grateful in his heart, "I'm not a saint, nor a hypocrite, just a dozen lives, after all, it's not just talk."

"I understand." Chun Yuya said softly, "Your majesty thinks that those people died because of him, so he is in a state of panic, doesn't he?"

Xie Yuanjia nodded.

Chunyuya sighed, "It's clearly those assassins who were at fault, but those palace servants suffered catastrophe because they followed the emperor. It's normal for the emperor to be upset. But, you must know that everyone has their own life, and everyone's life is important." Different."

Xie Yuanjia looked up at him, and Chunyuya continued: "No matter what the emperor thinks, the fact is that the life of a family member is more expensive than ordinary people, and the life of the emperor is more expensive than eunuchs and court ladies. No matter what you think, this is the way of heaven, thousands It has never changed for thousands of years. It is never possible to speak equally between people."

"They are dead, the emperor is alive, but the emperor can bring life to the common people in the world, but when the eunuch dies, only the family members are sad. It is clear at a glance which is more important."

Chunyu Ya said seemingly cruel words gently and calmly, but every word was true.

"I know." Xie Yuanjia certainly understands this truth, "However, human life is human life, and there is no distinction between high and low. Rich people do value it, but it doesn't mean that his life is the same. Life and death are only once for everyone, and everyone should Cherish this opportunity."

"I will cheer up, but my heart will still be sad. This is respect for human life." Xie Yuanjia said softly, "However, after talking to the teacher, I feel much better."

At least, there are still people in this world who can understand him.

Chun Yuya looked at him deeply, then suddenly stood up from the chair, and bowed to Xie Yuanjia once and then three times.

Xie Yuanjia was stupefied by his series of actions. Just as he was about to get up to help him, he heard him say righteously:

"Chen, I am willing to follow the emperor and assist you with all my heart. I will devote myself to it."

He came so seriously and formally all of a sudden, Xie Yuanjia was at a loss, so he had to go forward to help him up: "What's the matter, teacher? Why are you giving such a big gift?"

Chun Yuya smiled but said nothing.

He was also born in a poor family. When he was young, his family lived on the streets. He suffered all kinds of hardships. Not in the temple, just want to be quiet.

But now, he finally understands why he is still troubled even though he has escaped from poverty.

Because, the world lacks a respect for human life.Everyone thinks that low-level people are dead when they die, especially it is an honor to die for the emperor, but no one says that their lives are equally precious.

But the little emperor did it.

At that moment, Chunyuya felt relieved. The obsessions and resentment towards the rich and powerful for so many years just dissipated.

"The emperor doesn't have to go to class today. I have a good rest. I will come to class tomorrow to learn something else."

Xie Yuanjia was curious: "Learn what?"

Chunyuya smiled deeply, and replied softly:

"Emperor technique."

For a truly wise monarch, it is not enough to have kindness and benevolence, but also to have corresponding wisdom, rewards and punishments, so as to firmly control the courtiers under him.

The little emperor may not have the best qualifications, but he firmly believes that he can do it.

Xie Yuanjia was overwhelmed by his sudden burst of domineering aura, and did not react until everyone left.

No, why did he suddenly become hot-blooded?How can a cannon fodder learn the art of an emperor?Where do you put the protagonist?Does the main character agree?

Xie Yuanjia was dizzy, and a violent drowsiness hit him. He put these things aside for a while, and after talking to Lan Kou, he went to bed to catch up on sleep, and didn't even eat lunch.

When he woke up again, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon.Xie Yuanjia ate some food casually, when he heard that the regent was coming, he hurriedly got up to greet him.

Fu Jinghong walked in by himself. He had always declared that he was seriously ill, so this time he came in secret.

"The emperor was shocked." As soon as he sat down, he began to ask about Xie Yuanjia's situation.

Xie Yuanjia fell asleep and chatted with Chunyuya again. The depression in his heart improved a lot, so he shook his head and said, "I have calmed down a lot."

Fu Jinghong was silent for a while, and then said: "This incident happened suddenly, and it is my responsibility that I failed to rescue in time."

When he heard about the assassination from the little eunuch covered in blood for the first time, his eyes were tearing apart, and he felt panic for no reason. This feeling was unprecedented.

The feelings for Xie Yuanjia are inexplicable, but they are not without traces. In fact, it is really not a pleasant meeting for the first time.At that time, he thought that this child was just a cowardly but ambitious little prince, but as he got in touch with him for more and more time, he was gradually attracted to him, and liked to see him more and more. I didn't know it at the time.

But he didn't think there was any difference, after all, his heart was his heart, and he didn't think Xie Yuanjia was so important that he would lose his mind. Perhaps this kind of love was similar to his love for a cat.

But when he heard that the little emperor was killed and was almost shot to death by an arrow, his reaction was even bigger than the last time he fell off the horse, and the fear of losing swept his whole heart.

Therefore, he endured it until the next day, before he couldn't bear it anymore and came to visit to ensure his safety.

"Don't blame the emperor." Xie Yuanjia comforted him, "The murderer is too cunning."

Fu Jinghong looked at him, and asked again: "I heard that many people in the court insisted that the minister did it, what does the emperor think?"

Xie Yuanjia was taken aback, and thought that the protagonist's straight ball was too straight, "I have never doubted Uncle Huang."

He believed that Fu Jinghong's kindness to him was true, and it was also true that he would not kill him.

His expression was so determined, Fu Jinghong suddenly approached, Jiang Ta pulled him into his arms and hugged him, sighing softly.

"Yuan Jia, I won't hurt you."

When Xie Yuanjia was hugged in his arms, he couldn't react in time. When he came to his senses, his breath was filled with the sandalwood fragrance from Fu Jinghong's body.It smells good.

Xie Yuanjia, who had never been hugged by another man before in two lifetimes, blushed a little. After all, the little gay guy without a boyfriend still yearned for that.

Fu Jinghong hugged him for a while before letting him go, his eyes softened, "I heard that the emperor left this matter to Shaoyan?"

"Yes." Xie Yuanjia was at a loss. He didn't know why the protagonist hugged him so suddenly. Could it be that he felt guilty when he saw him being assassinated?

"Many people in the court think that the emperor uncle did it, but I don't believe it. But I think it is inconvenient for the emperor uncle to intervene in this matter. It is safer to leave it to the general. He will definitely clear your name."

Fu Jinghong smiled slightly, nodded and said, "The emperor is right."

Xie Yuanjia who was praised was a little embarrassed, he scratched his face and whispered: "I'm still afraid that Uncle Huang has a grudge."

Fu Jinghong just smiled and said nothing, he trusted Shaoyan, but he would still investigate this matter secretly, and he must keep the matter of Yuan Jia in his hands.

So, the next day, when Xie Yuanjia came back from court, he found Mu Zhan in his courtyard with a huge burden on his back and a sword in his arms.

Xie Yuanjia: "?"

Mu Zhan: "The lord has an order. From now on, the subordinates will follow the emperor and stay close to each other to protect the safety of the emperor."

"The subordinates are the emperor's people."

Xie Yuanjia: "..."

Ah, elation.

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At this moment, Qihuang Palace

Ling Shuang looked anxious: "My lord, you know that the emperor is different from animal husbandry, how can you send people under your nose? What if..." It doesn't matter if you lose the little emperor, what if I lose the bamboo horse? ? ?

Fu Jinghong looked calm, and the old god was drinking tea, not anxious: "It's nothing, Mu Zhan, you still don't understand? Apart from doing big things, you can't hold anything else in your mind. You have been by my side for so long, isn't it the same? Neither."

Ling Shuang: "..."

My lord, you are going to capsize the ship like this.