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

This year's winter came earlier than in previous years. Not long after the beginning of winter, the weather quickly turned cold. The palace people in the palace changed into thicker winter clothes overnight, and the imperial city seemed to lose its energy all of a sudden.

When the first light snow fell in early winter, Fu Jinghong finally came back.

Xie Yuanjia received the notice early in the morning, and brought all the civil and military officials to wait for him at the gate of the palace.

The sky was gloomy, with countless tiny pieces of snow flying in the air. Fu Jinghong rode a tall and handsome black horse through the quiet and cold air, and galloped from afar on the snow. The black cloak flew up and down like a banner.

His face was calm, handsome and deep, his eyebrows were covered with a layer of ice crystals from falling snow, and he looked even more inhumane than before.

The black horse finally arrived at the foot of the imperial city. Fu Jinghong took back the rope. The black horse braced its four hooves, Yang Tian neighed, and stood firmly 20 meters away from Xie Yuanjia.

Fu Jinghong jumped off the horse, and casually kept the rope in the hands of Ling Shuang who was following behind him. He stepped on the falling snow and walked up to Xie Yuanjia. After staring at him silently for a while, he bowed his head and said: "Mr. , see the emperor."

Xie Yuanjia was so amazed by his cool and handsome appearance that he wanted to cry. To be able to see such a handsome male god who looks like a god descending to earth in his lifetime is really worth everything.

"Uncle Huang, please get up." Xie Yuanjia stepped forward and put his hands on Fu Jinghong's lightly, "Uncle Huang has worked hard for you."

Fu Jinghong raised his head, and replied in a deep voice: "I share the worries of the emperor, and I don't feel any pain."

After saying this, he followed Xie Yuanjia's hand and stood up, even holding his hand back into his own, and said as if reproaching: "It's so cold today, why doesn't your majesty wear more clothes? Your hands are so cold."

Xie Yuanjia felt a little uncomfortable being held by both hands, but he couldn't help sighing a few words in his heart. Sure enough, people who were born in martial arts are different. Fu Jinghong's hands are really warm.

"I wear a lot of clothes, but I just stood at the wind for a while, and was blown by the wind for a long time." Xie Yuanjia explained, "After two months of absence, the emperor must be tired, so let's go back and rest first."

The experience of waiting for more than an hour at the air outlet makes me feel sad when I think about it. The military officials didn't think it was a problem, but Xie Yuanjia and a group of civil servants were trembling and wanted to hug each other for warmth, like a group of weak, helpless and pitiful rabbits group.

Fu Jinghong's eyes were deep, and he said immediately: "I'm going back to Qihuang Palace, and the emperor is going with me. I just want to report the itinerary for these days."

In fact, there is nothing to report, there will be a letter exchange every five or six days, and everything that should be said is pretty much the same, but if Fu Jinghong doesn't say that, how can he abduct the little emperor back now?

What's more, the little emperor's hand was soft and soft, and it was so easy to hold it openly in his hand, and he didn't want to let go.

While Fu Jinghong's head was full of pornographic trash, his face was full of justice, as if he was the most upright in the world.

Xie Yuanjia felt that he was really sick. At that moment just now, he actually felt that the protagonist had something for him, which is really shameless. Do you think he is a heartthrob?

Xie Yuanjia secretly spurned himself, even if he may be the protagonist now, it doesn't mean everyone has to love him, this is a defilement to his male god.

The regent speaks, and the rest of the courtiers dare not say anything more. Anyway, they came to blow the air this time to serve as a foil for the emperor. After all, it is impossible to leave the emperor standing alone, and the rest go home and sleep. General First of all, the first one can hang them up and beat them.

So Fu Jinghong took Xie Yuanjia's hand and walked all the way forward, and the rest of the officials had to follow behind, daring not to say a word.

Chunyuya walked in front, her eyes kept wandering back and forth between Fu Jinghong and Xie Yuanjia's intertwined hands, her face full of struggles.

His rationality told him that he should not talk nonsense at this time. Fu Jinghong's wings were already full, and it was not for an idle civil servant like him to be shaken. To keep the emperor, he had to make a long-term plan, and he must not anger Fu Jinghong.

But emotionally, Chunyuya just wanted to curse.

Ever since she was admitted as the No. [-] Scholar and became an official, Chun Yuya has basically never lost her temper. She has always been elegant and gentle on the outside. up.

But today, 20 years later, he just wants to break his disguise and insult Fu Jinghong loudly.Curse him, a despicable and shameless villain with a broken stomach and sores on the soles of his feet!The emperor is so pure and flawless that this villain is obsessed with him. A person in his twenties is worthy of the emperor in his youth!

Chunyuya was cursing crazily in her heart, when Ji Shaoyan suddenly patted her quietly.He tried his best to correct his expression, turned his head to look over with a smile, and said softly, "What's the matter, General?"

Ji Shaoyan is away all the year round, and he doesn't know Chunyuya very well. The two of them have a civil and a martial arts, and there is a big difference in age. Basically, when they meet, they just nod and greet each other.But today, Ji Shaoyan looked behind for a long time, and was a little unsure of his thoughts, so he came to ask? :

"Master Prime Minister, don't you think... that guy Fu Jinghong seems to have bad intentions?"

"Why did the general say that?" Chun Yuya pretended to be surprised.

Ji Shaoyan scratched his head, and said with some confusion: "I'm not sure, but people like Fu Jinghong don't get up early without benefit, and I've never seen him be so gentle to anyone."

"He doesn't seem to care much about the emperor, as if he wants to eat him." Ji Shaoyan looked worried, "He doesn't have ulterior motives for the emperor, does he?"

Chun Yuya was a little surprised that Ji Shaoyan, a well-known lenient general at home and abroad, was actually as careful as dust, but he certainly couldn't directly talk about Fu Jinghong's thoughts, but said cryptically: "The prince has no reason to have ulterior motives for the emperor, isn't it the general? Got it wrong?"

"I don't know..." Ji Shaoyan was very puzzled, his love experience was worse than Xie Yuanjia's, and he couldn't see the deep meaning in Fu Jinghong's eyes, so he continued: "I just think that Fu Jinghong is not a good person."

Chunyuya glanced at him, and thought that the kid wasn't that stupid, just a little bit stupid.

"General, don't worry, I believe the prince will not do anything extraordinary." Chun Yuya comforted him with a smile.

Ji Shaoyan saw that he was calm and gentle, although he looked weak but did not have the pedantic atmosphere of ordinary literati, he couldn't help but look at Chun Yuya, no wonder his father always said that the prime minister was unusual, so it turned out that he was extraordinary.

The two whispered behind each other, and Fu Jinghong, a master with deep inner strength, could naturally hear them, but he didn't take those two to heart because of this. When did he need to look at other people's faces when he did things?

Not to mention Chunyuya and Ji Shaoyan teaming up, even if ten of them join forces, they will not be able to shake him. Yuan Jia will be his man sooner or later, and everyone will dare to say no?

Fu Jinghong suppressed the plundering violence in his eyes, and Yuan Jia's warmth in his hands kept reminding him not to play chess randomly. He wanted more, and he didn't want to do something radical just for a moment of enjoyment.

But Yuan Jia was too dull, he had to take some measures to remind him, lest all his intentions be wasted.

The three giants of the imperial court had their own thoughts, but Xie Yuanjia, the protagonist at the center of the storm, didn't know it. He was not used to being held hands like this all the time, and Fu Jinghong pinched him when he wanted to pull it out several times, so he had to let him lead him away. .

For the first time, he felt that the road to Qihuang Palace was so long, and he didn't know how long it took to get there.

Fu Jinghong stopped in front of the palace gate, turned his head and said to the civil and military officials: "This king and the emperor have important matters to discuss, so you can step back."

The officials looked at each other, seeing that Xie Yuanjia had no intention of refuting, so they all bowed, and they dispersed after a while.

"Your Majesty, please go in with your subjects." Fu Jinghong said to Xie Yuanjia gently.

Xie Yuanjia suddenly hesitated. He hesitated standing at the gate of Qihuang Palace. He always felt that the wide open palace gate was like a big mouth that can eat people. As long as he stepped in, he would be chewed and swallowed immediately. . ,

The sixth sense ignited Xie Yuanjia's desire to survive, "Uncle Huang has worked hard day and night, so I won't bother you."

After that, he turned around and wanted to run, but Fu Jinghong grabbed his waist leisurely, and goose bumps appeared all over his body.

Fu Jinghong's muffled laughter seemed to be right next to his ears. He chuckled a few times and said with a sigh: "The emperor sometimes looks stupid, but sometimes he is very smart."

"Don't run away, nothing will happen to the minister."

"It's just that I miss it a little bit."

After saying this, Xie Yuanjia felt that someone picked up his clothes from the back of his neck, and slipped easily into the man-eating gate of Qihuang Palace, and someone closed the door from the inside.

Mu Zhan just watched the little emperor being taken in, hesitating whether to go in to rescue him, no matter how the emperor is the one who pays him now, it is not good to just watch him being held hostage.

But that was his former master again, so he couldn't point the knife at the former master.

Of course, he can't beat it.

Mu Zhan was a little sad, and stood motionless at the door with a desperate look on his face.

Seeing him acting stupid again, Ling Shuang sighed inwardly.

It seems that Ah Zhan's brain is not getting better.

In the house——

Xie Yuanjia was gently handled by Fu Jinghong, and he put the slipper in the cushion, and asked the maid in the room to serve him a cup of steaming sugar tea. Going up, looking at Xie Yuanjia with a smile on his face.

Xie Yuanjia was so nervous that he didn't dare to take a sip of tea. He was thinking about what Fu Jinghong wanted to do. Their relationship had already eased to this point. Why did it change again when they came back?

Fu Jinghong waited for a long time, guessing that Xie Yuanjia would not dare to speak, so he had to admit defeat and said first:

"Two months away from the palace, the subject misses the emperor very much, I don't know if the emperor...does he also miss the subject?"

At that moment, Xie Yuanjia seemed to have been opened up to Ren Du's second channel, and his mind became clear all of a sudden.

He really took the script of the heartthrob!

The hero is trying to hook him up!