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

Since she confessed that day, Han Yao has not stepped into Xie Yuanjia's palace for several days. She only said that she was sick and needed to cultivate herself. It's cruel, but it's better than ambiguous stalemate.

He didn't care about Han Yao's business for the time being, and was reading a letter seriously and intently. It was written by Fu Jinghong. He had already arrived in Chenzhou, and he was the first to keep Xie Yuanjia safe, and briefly reported the local disaster situation. .

To say that he is the regent, needless to say, the writing style is concise and concise, and there is no nonsense in the whole article. It has said everything that needs to be said, and also listed the methods he intends to govern. It is called a model in the memorial.

Xie Yuanjia admired it while watching it, thinking that when he could be so crisp and neat.

"My lord still has a letter from home, and I ordered my subordinates to hand it over to the emperor." Aoxue took out another envelope from her sleeve, and respectfully handed it to Xie Yuanjia.

Lan Kou stepped forward to take the letter paper in her hand, returned it and handed it to Xie Yuanjia.Xie Yuanjia didn't expect that there was another one, so he opened it with some puzzlement.

It is full of caring greetings from Fu Jinghong, asking if he eats and sleeps on time, whether there is anything in the court that is not good-looking, and whether there is any difficulty in reviewing memorials, etc. These are some very close words, Xie Yuanjia It warms my heart to see it.

The protagonist is thousands of miles away, but he is still thinking about himself, which shows what a good person he is.

Xie Yuanjia was moved, and asked Clinique to come over with a pen and paper. He was going to reply now, and asked Aoxue to wait for a while, and he would finish writing right away.Aoxue obeyed and waited silently outside the hall.

Xie Yuanjia spread out the letter paper and hung the brush on the paper for a long time without thinking of how to write. He actually missed the emperor's uncle, but he was a little ashamed to say it. He is so grown up and still dependent on others. Afraid of jokes.

After thinking about it, he still cautiously wrote the first word in the letter, and just told him that he ate and drank well, ministers, memorials, and everything, so he should not take it to heart.At the end, he also reminded Fu Jinghong at the end of the letter that he should also take care of his own body, pay attention to the movement of the running water over there, and run away if anything goes wrong.

Aoxue was alone outside the hall, just in time to meet Mu Zhan who jumped from the roof.

Mu Zhan: "..."

Aoxue: "..."

It's also very strange to say that Mu Zhan usually doesn't have any conflicts with anyone. He looks like a cool guy who doesn't like to talk very much. He is very popular among the confidants around Fu Jinghong. Even the cold Lan Kou They don't have any hostility towards him, but the only thing he can't get along with is Aoxue, which confuses many people.

Mu Zhan himself can't figure it out, he has no objection to Aoxue, and Aoxue has no malice towards him, but when they are together, they don't like each other for no reason, and they don't fight, they just stare at each other, whoever wins the stare Whoever withdraws first.

Thus, such a strange scene appeared at the gate of Jingying Palace: two expressionless people, a man and a woman in black clothes, held their swords in their arms, ignoring each other, neither speaking nor moving. The maids and eunuchs all looked and guessed secretly, but they didn't see any tricks between these two people. What are they doing?To perform for the emperor?

Lan Kou glanced lightly at the two people outside the door who somehow got into trouble again, lowered her head and continued to polish the ink for the emperor quietly, with tenderness in her eyes.On the contrary, Clinique stretched her head to watch the excitement for a while, and gloated a few times.

"What's wrong?" Xie Yuanjia had just finished writing the letter, and when he put down the brush, he saw Clinique's smirk.

Clinique smiled and pointed outside and said, "Your Majesty, look, there are two big crows standing outside."

Xie Yuanjia thought that crows are not very common?As a result, when he raised his eyes, he saw their little brother Mu Zhan and Miss Aoxue glaring at each other. The aura between the two had a strange murderous aura, and it seemed that they were about to start fighting.

"What's wrong with them?" Xie Yuanjia was taken aback. Mu Zhan had been with him for more than a month, didn't he see how wild he was?

Clinique explained to him with a hippie smile: "The two of them have always been like this, they are nemesis."

"Why?" Xie Yuanjia was puzzled, "How can someone as good as Mu Zhan have conflicts with others? Aoxue is not the kind of troublemaker?"

Clinique smiled and said, "Who knows, some people may be born enemies?"

"However, it might be because of Ling Shuang." Clinique guessed.

"Ling Shuang?" Xie Yuanjia thought of that tall and handsome man who looked dark and scheming at first glance, and didn't understand what could have anything to do with him: "What's wrong with him?"

Clinique continued gossiping: "Ling Shuang likes Mu Zhan, and she has been watching him for so many years. Aoxue is Ling Shuang's partner, so she naturally helps her brother. Seeing that Mu Zhan doesn't make sense, I feel dissatisfied."

Xie Yuanjia turned in his mind for a while before he managed to understand, "That is to say, Ling Shuang is interested in Mu Zhan?"

Sure enough, there are many suitors around the handsome guy.

"Everyone around the prince knows, but Mu Zhan himself doesn't know." Clinique blinked, "Who made him only want to follow the prince and not pay much attention to the things around him?"

"It's miserable to say the least. Aoxue Lingshuang is a pair of partners. One loves bamboo horses and the other loves the prince, but they can't ask for it. The same is miserable." Clinique is a qualified melon eater. The guard's love and hatred are all figured out.

"The emperor's side is so wonderful." Xie Yuanjia said with emotion, the original book hardly talked about these people around Fu Jinghong, and he did not expect that everyone's life is so interesting.

"That's right." Clinique was a little proud, "Our lord has taught us well, and there are no useless people around us."

"I don't know if Ling Shuang can catch up with Mu Zhan." Xie Yuanjia was very curious. Looking left and right, he felt that Mu Zhan was so perfect that it would be a pity to match anyone.

"Everyone around the prince is betting, betting for ten years." Clinique's eyes sparkled, "Does the emperor also want to bet?"

Xie Yuanjia hesitated, Lan Kou immediately scolded: "Clinique, you dare to lure the emperor to gamble? Be careful when the prince comes back and peels your skin!"

Clinique stuck out her tongue and snorted.

"Then I gamble for one year." Xie Yuanjia said surprisingly, "Others gamble for ten years, but I will do the opposite. When I win, I will be more prestigious."

Clinique stared wide-eyed, as if she didn't understand: "Your Majesty, you also know Mu Zhan's temperament. It's unbelievable that a piece of wood can be enlightened in a year, right?"

"Only one year." Xie Yuanjia was determined, "Bet the bet, I bet ten taels!"

That's very generous.

Lan Kou stared at Clinique coldly, as if looking at a villain who spoiled her own child.

The two staring at each other outside the door finally ushered in the end, this time it seemed that Mu Zhan had won, Aoxue snorted softly, turned around and ignored him.Mu Zhan ignored him, and went into the main hall on his own, and stood aside after greeting Xie Yuanjia as a background board, unaware that his unscrupulous boss just bet on him for a year.

"Thank you, Miss Aoxue." Xie Yuanjia put the reply letter in an envelope and sealed it with wax, and handed it to Aoxue, "Miss, be careful on the way."

Aoxue bowed to lead her, turned around and disappeared into the hall after a few steps, she was the fastest among the four, Xie Yuanjia could only see an afterimage, and she was already a hundred steps away.

"Miss Aoxue is really a hero among women." Xie Yuanjia secretly gestured, guessing that Aoxue could beat ten of herself with one hand.

Without Han Yao coming to talk with Xie Yuanjia, Chunyuya was busy with business again, Xie Yuanjia immediately took a break, there are not many notes today, save it for reading in the afternoon, then he will start to gossip, his eyes turn and turn on Mu Zhan , couldn't help asking:

"Guard Mu, why haven't you seen your partner——Qing An?"

"Qing An seldom walks around in the daylight, he handles the 'dark line' for the prince." Mu Zhan replied honestly.

Few people have seen Qing An, and he is the weakest in the group of four, but he controls the intelligence organization under Fu Jinghong, and Lan Kou is half of his subordinates.

"Oh..." Xie Yuanjia nodded.

When it comes to Qing An, I have to talk about this person, that is the person Lan Kou fears the most. After all, he has suffered a lot under his hands, and when he hears his name, his body trembles uncontrollably.

Xie Yuanjia saw that she was unnatural, and asked with concern: "What's the matter, aunt?"

"It's okay." Lan Kou smiled palely, but there was a trace of emotion in her eyes.

But Mu Zhan understood why she was afraid. After all, Qing An was notoriously cruel, and he never softened his heart when training his subordinates. It is said that Lan Kou was hanged and beaten for three days because of poor performance of the mission.

No one will tell the little emperor about these things, he has nothing to do with killers and blood.

"Don't be afraid, aunt, you are by my side now, no one can touch you." Xie Yuanjia didn't know what happened to her past, but he still wanted to comfort her.

Lan Kou lowered her head and responded softly, without saying a word.

Clinique looked at them getting along well, with an imperceptible trace of envy and loneliness in their eyes.

It was night, Xie Yuanjia was sleeping peacefully, everything was fine in his dream, green smoke curled up from the Boshan furnace outside the velvet tent, only the dim candlelight flickered.

The door was opened from the outside, and someone walked in lightly, without making any sound, and floated to Xie Yuanjia's bed like a ghost, looking deeply at the sleeping person through the velvet curtain, with complex emotions in his eyes.

After standing for a while, he stretched out a pale and thin hand, clenched his fist into a claw, and slowly approached Xie Yuanjia's neck with a murderous intent.

Xie Yuanjia didn't realize it, and muttered something inaudible in a low voice, and fell into a deep sleep again.

The hand stopped abruptly when it was about to reach Xie Yuanjia, and did not break his neck for a long time.

After a while, the man finally sighed, pulled his hand back, and walked back along the way he came, as if he had never been here before.

Still... reluctant.