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

After Fu Jinghong opened Xie Yuanjia's reply letter and read it, he took out the moldy mooncake and looked at it carefully. Of course he understood the meaning of the mooncake.

From this point of view, Yuan Jia is not heartless, and he knows he is thinking of himself.

Fu Jinghong was in a good mood, and forgot what Ling Shuang offended just now.He carefully put the moldy mooncake on the case handling table, as if he could look at Xie Yuanjia through it.

"My lord, Lord Wang is here." Aoxue came in with her head down to report, interrupting Fu Jinghong's thoughts.

Fu Jinghong responded lightly, sat on the chair for a while before standing up, straightened his sleeves and walked out calmly.Although Yuan Jia said that the matter of public opinion can be let go, it doesn't mean that he allows those behind the scenes to be unrestrained.

"Let's go."

Fu Jinghong's eyes were cold, and he stepped out of the room with a murderous aura. Aoxue lowered his eyelids, followed him and closed the door gently without saying a word.

Xie Yuanjia, who was far away in the capital, was not idle at the moment. Although there was a banquet for the Mid-Autumn Festival lunch, all the officials had a meal together, but after the show, everyone went home to reunite with their families. The eunuchs and maids in Jingying Palace also agreed. You can visit your family on this day, and there are no people in the huge palace.

Only Lancome and Clinique Muzhan are there.

"Shall we watch the moon together tonight?" Xie Yuanjia took the initiative to invite the two of them, "There are only four of us left."

Lan Kou naturally felt that this was a bit of a distance, and Mu Zhan was also a little uncomfortable, but Clinique was very happy, and happily went to the imperial dining room to prepare melon and fruit snacks, and arranged them in the courtyard of Jingying Palace. Come night.

Thinking that Qiuyang was also celebrating the festival alone, Xie Yuanjia simply called her over. Five people celebrating the festival was a lot.

"In the Mid-Autumn Festival in the past, Qiuyang ate and talked with her sisters, but now they are all married." Qiuyang took a bite of the fruit and sighed melancholy when thinking of her sisters.

Emperor Huan had quite a few children, nine sons alone, and more than a dozen daughters, Xie Yuanjia and Qiuyang were the youngest, and the Mid-Autumn Festival was still a lively one. harmony.Qiuyang was not considered the favorite daughter of Emperor Huan, but she was not much different from other princesses.

They are all princesses, but their fates are not the same. Some are lucky enough to stay in Beijing and continue to enjoy the honor, while a few unlucky ones have already gone to get married outside the Great Wall, and they don't know whether they are dead or alive.

Qiuyang still had lingering fears. At first she was also afraid of being sent to Yuhu to get married. Fortunately, she had Brother Huang.

Xie Yuanjia saw the sadness in her heart, raised his hand and stroked her head: "Today is the holiday, don't think about these unhappy things."

Anyway, there were no outsiders around at this time, so Xie Yuanjia asked people to close the palace door, and simply sat down with Lan Kou, Clinique and Mu Zhan, chatting, eating and drinking at a table.The evening breeze in autumn was cool, and palace lanterns were lit inside and outside Jingying Palace, so it didn't feel dark at all.

"Your Majesty, the moon is out!" Clinique yelled, as if she had never seen the moon.

Xie Yuanjia raised his head, and sure enough a bright white moon emerged from the west like a jade plate, and he could vaguely see the traces of black potholes above.

"I saw the osmanthus tree! It's there!" Qiuyang said pleasantly, "Brother, look! This is the first time my sister has seen such a big moon! The mother said, there must be Lady Chang'e inside!"

Although Xie Yuanjia really wanted to tell her about the beautiful Chang'e Moon Palace Jade Rabbit on the moon except for the cold meteorites and craters, he resisted his impulse and didn't want to do the thing of burning zithers and cooking cranes to spoil the atmosphere.The little girl likes to believe these beautiful stories, why should he destroy them?

Compared to Clinique and Qiuyang who were excited like children, Lan Kou's reaction was much calmer. She sat on the side calmly and politely, peeling chestnuts for Xie Yuanjia with both hands, and occasionally raised her head to look at the full moon. Neither sad nor happy on his face.

Mu Zhan also showed no emotion. He did not sit at the table, but still held his dark sword, leaned against the banyan tree in the courtyard, and looked up at the moon with them.His mood when looking at the moon is not the same as that of others. The personal guards basically have to watch the night outside the house, and sometimes they take turns. He can hold his sword and watch the moon all night.

The moon in Mid-Autumn Festival is rounder than usual, so what is there to see?His thoughts are very straight. In his opinion, it is better to practice swords here than to look at the moon like a fool.

Xie Yuanjia watched the full moon slowly rising at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally hung in the night sky completely. He heard Qiuyang's rare cheerful voice and Clinique's chirping voice, and couldn't help secretly wishing made a wish.

If I leave the palace in the future, I hope to have the opportunity to see them again.

This year's Mid-Autumn Festival can be regarded as a festival that Xie Yuanjia lived very peacefully. Although he had to face so many memorials when he got up the next day, he had already learned to relieve the pressure and worked hard to turn this event into something interesting .

Fu Jinghong sent an urgent memorial from afar, reporting the list of some officials who had been corrupted and perverted the law and placed vegetarian meals, and filled in a new batch of newcomers. Ten large and small officials.He also resettled the local refugees in high places, and sent a lot of labor to dig channels to divert the floodwaters. At the same time, he rebuilt new dams, opened the local official grain depots to distribute to the refugees, and mobilized shopkeepers to donate money together. Rebuild the town for the government.

Although the public opinion was a little turbulent, after Fu Jinghong's operations, the surrounding people still felt that the imperial court had done a great thing, and they all praised the emperor and the regent for loving the people like sons.

After reading the excerpt, Xie Yuanjia sighed in his heart. It was originally the protagonist's credit, and he has nothing to do with it. Why do those people also praise themselves by the way?

"The emperor is a wise king, and the people should love him." Clinique said unconvinced, "The prince is in the front line, and you are in the rear. How well you cooperate with each other."

Xie Yuanjia scratched his head. He didn't feel that he had done anything. Chunyuya agreed with Clinique: "Your Majesty, don't belittle yourself. If you didn't handle piles of urgent memorials here, the Yellow River matter could be handled in just over a month. The emperor has indeed made a great contribution."

Even Chun Yuya praised him so much, Xie Yuanjia was really embarrassed, he seriously felt that he was able to ride such a big role just by reading two memorials, this credit is too easy to grab.

but.

"The matter of the Yellow River has been dealt with pretty much. Is it time for the emperor to come back?" Xie Yuanjia asked expectantly, thinking about Fu Jinghong who was still thousands of miles away.

Chun Yuya replied with a smile: "After the matter is over, the prince will naturally come back. It may take half a month at the earliest, or 20 days at the earliest."

Hearing that he was coming back, Xie Yuanjia was very happy.

"Your majesty... do you want the regent to come back?" Chun Yuya looked at him deeply, as if she wanted to read something from his face.

Xie Yuanjia nodded: "I naturally hope that the emperor can come back."

Not only because of these excerpts, Xie Yuanjia now sincerely hopes that Fu Jinghong can come back.

Chunyuya hesitated to speak, he wanted to say something, but he suppressed it.As the little emperor's teacher, he naturally wanted to protect him. Of course, he could see what Fu Jinghong, a tiger and wolf, wanted to protect Yuan Jia under his wings, but his own strength was limited, let alone whether he could protect him well. Even if he could protect him, would he be able to withstand the revenge from Fu Jinghong?

To put it bluntly, Fu Jinghong is a lunatic. He usually looks like an ordinary person, but if he really touches his inverse scales, I don't know what he will do.If he rashly reminded the emperor to beware, if the emperor really took precautions against him and angered Fu Jinghong, if he directly plundered the throne and put the little emperor under house arrest, the matter would be serious.

Chunyuya's face was solemn, he looked left and right, but he was reluctant to send such a well-behaved little emperor into the snake's mouth. After thinking about it for a long time, he decided to save the country with a curve: "Your Majesty, there are still three months before the Chinese New Year. I follow the usual practice, it's time for you to choose a concubine."

"What to choose?" Xie Yuanjia couldn't hold back, and spoke out.

Chun Yuya replied respectfully: "The emperor's harem is now empty, only the empress is alone, it is inevitable that she is cold, and next year I can choose the fourth concubine for the emperor."

Xie Yuanjia's head is getting bigger, and a queen is already too much for people. She still refuses to see him again. What if there are a few more here, running into his palace every day?

After the election, it was a last resort, but Li Concubine, he can choose, anyway, Fu Jinghong is not here, so he can't make decisions for himself.

"Teacher, before I have made some achievements in this world, I don't want to spend any more time in the harem." Xie Yuanjia's righteous refusal seemed particularly serious, "I have only been enthroned for less than a year, and I will have one after another. Concubine Xuan, if it spreads out, people will laugh at it."

Chunyuya was very confused: "How could it be? The emperor's harem should be full, if the number of people withers, how can we ensure the continuity of the offspring?"

"I haven't figured it out myself yet, and I don't plan to have a prince prematurely." Xie Yuanjia said the truth, "Teacher, didn't you say that I will definitely become a Mingjun in the future? I am only interested in reading memorials now, and I don't want to Look at the woman."

Chun Yuya saw that his swearing did not seem like a lie, and he felt a little worried. Was his education method too successful?The emperor was educated very well, but this is too good, now he not only doesn't get close to women|sex, he doesn't even look at women.

what should we do?

Chunyuya's face was full of sadness, he was like all modern parents, he was not allowed to fall in love when he was studying, and he wanted his children to get married as soon as he graduated, he had a mentality.

The emperor is so benevolent, he must not let people like Fu Jinghong take advantage of him!

Today's prime minister is also worried.