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

After the beginning of spring, the Ministry of Rites submitted a more detailed scientific examination file to Xie Yuanjia's case. After reading it, Xie Yuanjia turned to Fu Jinghong and asked, "Uncle Emperor, Mr. He from the Ministry of Rites reported to ask about Enke's arrangements for this year."

"Enke?" Fu Jinghong raised his head from the big memorial, and after thinking for a while, he said, "It is going to be opened. The late emperor was seriously ill for three years, and the exams were suspended for three years. It's time to recruit some newcomers."

Xie Yuanjia took the cinnabar pen, wrote a big "Zhun" after Mr. He's memorial, and then gently put it aside.

Although it is already the beginning of spring, the weather is colder than before, and the cold spring comes one after another. Unfortunately, Xie Yuanjia also caught the wind and cold, and sneezes from time to time. Originally, Fu Jinghong forbade him to get out of bed to read the brochures. , but he felt that he just had a common cold, so he just had to rest for a few days, and he didn't need to be so cautious.

Besides, from the beginning of the new year to now, there has been a huge backlog of memorials on the desk, and within the [-] days of the Chinese New Year holiday, it is not that nothing will be reported. He also wants to share some responsibility for Fu Jinghong.

"It's time for the emperor to take medicine." Lan Kou came in with a bowl, put the soup on the table lightly, and urged: "Your Majesty, drink it quickly, this slave has boiled for two hours."

The unpleasant smell from the black medicine was suffocating. Xie Yuanjia stared at the medicine bowl with dead fish eyes, wishing that he was still in modern society. If the cold is not particularly serious, it is generally recommended to drink water to rest and wait for self-healing , no matter how bad it is, take some cold Lingbanlangen ibuprofen.But this was ancient times, no matter what he said that he was fine, the imperial doctor would not listen to him, and prescribed a lot of medicine in a regular manner.

You could tell what he was thinking just by looking at his expression, Lan Kou pursed her lips and smiled lightly, "Your Majesty, they say good medicine tastes bad, and if you drink it, you will get better soon."

No.

Xie Yuanjia strongly rejected it. He has been drinking this medicine for three days, and the cold is still not getting better. It is better to drink more water.

Seeing that he didn't cooperate, Fu Jinghong raised his head from his busy schedule, frowned and said, "Your Majesty is obedient, you have to take medicine when you are sick, don't be willful."

"I'm much better now, I really don't need to take medicine." Xie Yuanjia resolutely refused.

Fu Jinghong stared at him sharply, as if warning something.

But the current Xie Yuanjia is no longer the Xie Yuanjia of the past. He knows that Fu Jinghong will allow himself to make trouble to a certain extent, and even this bottom line is constantly expanding quietly. Always on the edge of stepping on the line.

Of course Fu Jinghong knew his little thoughts, and he wasn't really angry. Yuan Jia refused to take medicine, so how could he beat him up?

"If the emperor is willing to take the medicine obediently, today's goat milk can be temporarily suspended for a day." Fu Jinghong made a concession.

Xie Yuanjia: "..."

It's obviously all his fault, why does the protagonist look like he's taking advantage?

Xie Yuanjia still couldn't do it, and he also knew that Fu Jinghong and Clinique were doing it for his own good, and they would stop after making a fuss. He lowered his head, picked up the big bowl and handed it to his mouth, pinched his nose and drank it upside down. .

Lan Kou smiled gently, took out a pack of dried plums from her sleeve and put them on the table, "The emperor must have tasted bitter after drinking the medicine, eat some fruit."

Xie Yuanjia couldn't wait to pinch one and stuffed it into his mouth. The sweet and sour taste just relieved the deadly bitterness of traditional Chinese medicine.

Seeing that Xie Yuanjia had finished taking the medicine, Lan Kou quietly backed out with the plate.Xie Yuanjia accidentally sneezed again, secretly thinking that this cold lasted really long, it has been four or five days and it is not getting better.

"Go and rest." Fu Jinghong's voice came from the side, with an undeniable force.

Xie Yuanjia looked at the few notebooks on his desk that he had finished processing, and thought that at least it was a little help, so let's take a rest, "Then I will take a step first, Uncle Huang, you will continue to work."

Fu Jinghong was very serious when he was working, even Xie Yuanjia couldn't distract him, so he slightly raised his hand to show that he knew.

Xie Yuanjia didn't dare to disturb him, and walked out of the study lightly. It was very cold outside, but fortunately it was sunny today. He raised his head and squinted his eyes to look at the sky for a while, only to feel that his nasal congestion was much better.

Mu Zhan silently followed him not far away. Ever since he was pulled to Xie Yuanjia's side, he followed dutifully and never left more than one foot away.

Xie Yuanjia turned his head, just in time to see him looking down at the snow on the ground with a blank expression on his face, wondering what he was thinking about, so he couldn't help asking curiously: "Guard Mu, what are you thinking about?"

Mu Zhan was in a daze, when he suddenly heard Xie Yuanjia talking to him, he hurriedly raised his head to salute: "If you go back to the emperor, I don't think about anything."

Seeing his serious look, Xie Yuanjia couldn't help but smile, "You've been with me for so long, yet you're still so serious."

"Doing things in front of the emperor is justified."

That's what makes Mu Zhan interesting.

"Your Majesty, the prince said that it's windy outside, you are not well yet, go back first." After thinking for a while, Mu Zhan still said this, it was too cold outside, and the emperor had no internal strength to draw close to him, so he must not be able to bear it.

Xie Yuanjia had only stood outside for 5 minutes. He was dressed one layer on the left and one layer on the right, and was wearing a fox fur coat. He didn't feel cold at all, but everyone felt that he was delicate for no reason.

"Sigh." Xie Yuanjia sighed, "But I want to walk around, the palace is so big, I haven't finished it yet."

Mu Zhan frowned slightly. Just now the prince gave him a look to watch the emperor go back to sleep, but unexpectedly the emperor wanted to walk away. In such a cold day, if his condition worsens, how should he explain to the prince?

Seeing the hesitation in his heart, Xie Yuanjia sighed in his heart, "I'm just talking, I'm going back to rest now."

Knowing that he didn't want to embarrass himself, Mu Zhan was a little grateful: "I have wronged the emperor."

"What can I be wronged about?" Xie Yuanjia said with a smile, "It's the Mu guards who are wronged. They are sandwiched between me and the emperor, and the two sides are not happy."

Mu Zhan's face was a little flushed, he didn't expect that his thoughts would be seen through by the emperor, and he said in a low voice: "The subordinates have always been dull, and their actions are not flexible enough, so the emperor will see it as a joke."

"How can you be dull?" Xie Yuanjia disagreed, "Guard Mu is a good-looking talent, so don't underestimate yourself. I think Guard Mu is very smart."

After living for 20 years, the emperor is probably the only one who praised him for being smart, so Mu Zhan dodged twice in embarrassment.

At this moment, Fu Jinghong's voice came from the study not too far away, "Yuan Jia hasn't gone to bed yet, what are you doing standing outside?"

Xie Yuanjia was taken aback, and then remembered that Fu Jinghong had been practicing martial arts for many years, and he had good eyes and ears. He was talking to Mu Zhan outside, and he could probably hear him inside. , otherwise today will be miserable.

Xie Yuanjia's illness was not serious this time, and he recovered after about ten days of recuperation. When he was allowed to go out by Fu Jinghong again, the ice and snow outside had already begun to melt.

"I really want to go out of the palace." Xie Yuanjia stood under the plum tree, looking at the red brick wall with a sad face. Winter is already dull, and being locked up in the palace will make it even more boring. Almost, he began to think about finding other entertainment life again.

Fu Jinghong was drinking alone at the table. Hearing him say that he was bored, he thought for a while and said, "I still have some things to deal with. It will be almost clear in the next few days. I will take the emperor to the hot spring villa to relax."

Xie Yuanjia's eyes lit up: "What hot spring resort?"

"The emperor doesn't know?" Fu Jinghong looked at him wonderingly, "They are all villas built by the royal family. There are hot springs in winter and summer resorts in summer. I have been busy this year, and I have forgotten that there are such good places."

"If the emperor wants to go, I will take the emperor to relax in a few days."

Xie Yuanjia didn't expect such a good thing to happen, so he hurriedly approached and asked, "Then when shall we leave?"

Fu Jinghong looked at him fondly, raised his hand to remove a plum blossom petal that had fallen from his head, and said with a smile, "Two days later."

Xie Yuanjia happily circled around, "Then I will start preparing things now!"

After all, he turned around and walked to his bedroom. After staying in the palace for more than two years, he was really about to vomit.

Hearing that the emperor was going to the hot spring resort for vacation, Clinique was so envious that she begged to take him with her too.

"That's natural." Xie Yuanjia was full of pride, "How could I forget you and my aunt for such a good thing to go out to play? Do you have anything you want to bring? Let's pack it up together now. The emperor said that it will be done in two days." Set off."

Compared with Clinique, who loves to play, Lan Kou is much calmer. She didn't regard this trip as going out for fun, she just prepared things for Xie Yuanjia.

Two days later—

"Will the emperor, brother, and sister follow me, will the uncle be unhappy?" Qiuyang stood in front of the carriage with a worried face, both excited about going out for a trip and worried about Fu Jinghong's anger.

"It's okay." Xie Yuanjia patted her head, "Uncle Huang said, I can bring as many as I want, and it just so happens that A Yao is going too, and you both happen to have a companion."

Qiuyang felt relieved, and joyfully followed Han Yao into the carriage at the back, Fu Jinghong took Xie Yuanjia in the front carriage, and Mu Zhan Lingshuang led a group of guards to clear the way.

"Uncle Huang, let's just go out of the palace to play like this. Is it okay to go inside?" After getting into the carriage, Xie Yuanjia remembered such a big event.

Fu Jinghong leaned comfortably on the cushion of the carriage, and said lazily: "With Chunyuya and Shaoyan here, nothing will happen."

Xie Yuanjia thinks about it too, Chunyuya alone can shock the court, not to mention there is a God of War to assist him, so there won't be any mistakes.Therefore, Xie Yuanjia, who was completely relaxed, also followed Fu Jinghong's example and leaned on the cushion, enjoying the upcoming vacation period to the fullest.

"Uncle, where is the hot spring villa?"

Fu Jinghong took a piece of pastry and fed it to Xie Yuanjia, smiled slightly, and replied softly:

"In a place that the emperor should like very much."

"Linzhou."