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

The days in the villa can be said to be the most beautiful pastoral life in Xie Yuanjia's heart. You don't have to worry about so many things every day. You just need to spend time painting and enjoying flowers, chat with Qiuyang Han Yao, and tease the chickens, ducks, cats and dogs in the village. He was so comfortable that he almost forgot that he was an emperor now.

If it wasn't for Fu Jinghong's disapproval, Xie Yuanjia really wanted to step down and leave the throne to Fu Jinghong. Who wants to stay in a palace surrounded by walls.

"Does the emperor not like the palace very much?" Clinique squatted on the grass with a dry grass in her mouth and dragged her cheeks in a daze. After hearing Xie Yuanjia mutter a few words, she couldn't help asking.

Xie Yuanjia squatted on the ground with him, propped his head up to look at the sky, and didn't care whether his clothes would get dusty or not, and he didn't look half like an emperor, but he felt that it was very free.

"do not like."

Clinique smiled and narrowed her eyes, and sighed, "Why?"

Xie Yuanjia sighed, "Don't you think the palace is like a big cage? People are locked in it, and they have no freedom at all. They are restricted in what they want to do."

"Is the emperor not allowed to be free?" Clinique looked a little dazed, "The emperor is the most powerful person in the palace."

Xie Yuanjia smiled, with a melancholy expression on his face, "But that's also not free."

Clinique was silent for a while, then suddenly asked: "Is there any place the emperor wants to go?"

"I don't have any particular place I want to go, but if possible, I want to go around." Xie Yuanjia turned to look at Clinique, touched his head, and said gently: "The world is so big, I want to see it too. Well."

Clinique stared at Xie Yuanjia's smiling face, and there seemed to be something beating in her eyes, "That's great..."

"Huh?" Xie Yuanjia didn't hear what he said, and looked at him ignorantly.

Clinique suddenly laughed, "The slave said, it's great to be like the emperor, I always have thoughts in my heart, and I have hope when I'm alive."

"What about you?" Seeing his lonely face, Xie Yuanjia couldn't help asking back. For some reason, Clinique obviously looks like a lively and cheerful young man, but many times, he can vaguely feel that Clinique's innocent Behind the carefree smiling face, there is a deep despair and sadness hidden.This kind of contradictory temperament appeared repeatedly in the same person, which made Xie Yuanjia very puzzled. What kind of thing could cause such a big contrast in one person?

Clinique looked up at the mountains in the distance, and said softly, "I don't have anything to go to. If I have a chance... I would like to go back to my hometown and take another look."

"Then where is your hometown? I will let you go on vacation and you go back to visit relatives." Xie Yuanjia felt that this matter was too easy to solve, and he might not be able to help with other things, but he could definitely do something for him for such a small matter .

Clinique narrowed her eyes and smiled, "The emperor is so kind to his slaves."

"That's natural. If you are doing things by my side, who is not good to you?" Xie Yuanjia said naturally, "If it wasn't for our different identities, we would be considered friends."

Clinique was taken aback for a moment, the expression on her face couldn't hold back for the first time, and she looked like she was about to cry.

Xie Yuanjia didn't expect such a big reaction from him. Thinking about it carefully, he didn't seem to have said anything too much, so he couldn't help but panic: "Why are you crying? Do you think something is wrong?"

"No." Clinique shook her head, suppressed the pointless tears in her eyes, and said in a hoarse voice, "People like slaves are not worthy of being friends with the emperor."

Xie Yuanjia knew that what he just said was not like an emperor, and he didn't want to argue with him. He just said seriously: "Many things in this world are not worthy or not, but it depends on whether you want it. If you say you are not worthy, is it because you don't want to?"

Clinique buried her head in her knees and shook her head violently, not saying that she didn't want to, but that she didn't deserve it.

Everyone has their own unspeakable helplessness and past. Xie Yuanjia has no intention of inquiring about Clinique's private affairs, but he also hopes that he can make him feel better. He also wants to repay those who have kindness to him.

The two sat side by side on the top of the hill basking in the sun, and accidentally fell asleep. Mu Zhan silently covered Xie Yuanjia with a blanket, and continued to lean against the tree and look into the distance with the sword in his arms.

In fact, he is quite envious of Clinique, at least the emperor regards him as a friend, if it is him... I am afraid that he will not have such good luck.

In the study—

"My lord, this is all the news about His Royal Highness Chen Wang from the Qingan Investigation Office." Ling Shuang handed over a booklet in her hand.

Fu Jinghong took it casually, put it on the other end and flipped through it quickly, frowning slightly, and read all the content at a glance, "Is this all?"

"Yes." Ling Shuang replied with a nod, "Qing An said that there is really nothing to be found. His Royal Highness Chen Wang's family background is very clean. Someone with some kind of conspiracy."

Fu Jinghong tapped the table lightly with one hand, squinted his eyes and thought for a while, then shook his head firmly and said, "No."

"Xie Yuanlan is not just such a simple person." Fu Jinghong said coldly, "I can't find any clues, which shows that this person is very clever, at least—— Qing An didn't find out what happened to him and Xiang Chu .”

Ling Shuang frowned, "Could it be that His Highness Chen Wang really intends to assassinate the Emperor?"

Fu Jinghong rubbed his brows, and didn't answer his question, but asked back: "If you are Xie Yuanlan, in the whole court, who do you want to die the most?"

Ling Shuang put himself into the role, and blurted out: "Naturally, I hope you, my lord—!" He realized that he had committed the following crime, and hurriedly said, "My lord, forgive me."

"It doesn't matter." Fu Jinghong sneered, "As long as Xie Yuanlan is not a fool, he has no reason to attack Yuan Jia. If Xie Yuanjia dies, there will be other people I use as puppets. What good does it do him?"

Ling Shuang's mind suddenly flashed, "That is to say, these assassinations not only have nothing to do with His Royal Highness Chen Wang, but also have nothing to do with Yuhu and Xie Yuanqi?"

Fu Jinghong gave him an indifferent look.

Ling Shuang thinks about it carefully. Whether it is Xie Yuanqi, Yuhu Kingdom, or the third prince, they all have only one goal - to seize the throne of the Dacheng Dynasty, but it doesn't matter who sits on the throne now, because The person in power is the regent, as long as they have no problem with their brains, they will not let the regent stay still, thinking about assassinating an emperor who looks like a puppet all day long.

unless--

"Unless there are third-party forces who want to get rid of the emperor." Ling Shuang suddenly realized, "A third party who is not in the same vein as Yuhu, Xie Yuanqi, and His Highness Prince Chen. They want the emperor to die."

"However, the subordinates don't understand, why?" Ling Shuang's always smart mind couldn't keep up, "What is the purpose of doing this?"

Fu Jinghong lazily stroked the brochure Qing An handed in, and said softly: "No one in this world would do anything thankless. This unknown force must be trying to kill Yuan Jia one after another. It must be because once this thing is done, yes They will be of great benefit."

"If Yuan Jia really dies, who will benefit the most?"

Ling Shuang thought about it, and said with some uncertainty: "My lord?"

Fu Jinghong glanced at him coldly, Ling Shuang was just talking nonsense, and hurriedly said: "This subordinate really can't guess."

Fu Jinghong didn't speak anymore, because he couldn't think of anyone else who wanted to harm Yuan Jia for a while, but it didn't matter, because the net had already been cast out, and no matter how deeply the people behind the scenes hid, they couldn't do it this time. There is no escape.

He will find out all the people who may hurt Yuan Jia one by one, and make them pay the price.

Ling Shuang glanced at the expression on his prince's face, couldn't help but trembled in his heart, and asked: "My lord, do you want to continue to investigate Qingan?"

"Continue to investigate." Fu Jinghong nodded and said, "Tell Qingan to keep an eye on Xie Yuanlan, and at the same time send someone to keep an eye on Xiang Chu."

"Master Xiang?" Ling Shuang hesitated, "This subordinate feels that there may be nothing found on Sir Xiang. He seems to know nothing."

"It's because you don't know anything that you have to stare at it even more." Fu Jinghong said, "Sometimes, the best way to take advantage of the people around you is to let him know nothing, so that people won't see anything. "

"My lord is wise." Ling Shuang bowed her head in admiration, then turned around neatly and left the study door to pass the news to Qing An.

Fu Jinghong sat alone on the grand teacher's chair in the study room, the curling smoke from the room covered the expression on his face, but he could vaguely see the cold arc of the corner of his mouth.

Xie Yuanjia basked in the sun all afternoon, only feeling warm all over his body. It was not until sunset that he walked back with Clinique Muzhan, sighing: "If only I could live such a leisurely life all the time."

Clinique said with a smile: "My lord dotes on you so much, he can definitely do such a small thing."

Xie Yuanjia sighed, it was not good, according to Fu Jinghong's temperament, he was afraid that he would hide his golden house for something.

"Isn't that the eldest princess?" Clinique suddenly pointed to not far away.

As soon as Xie Yuanjia looked up, he saw Qiuyang squatting in the grass with Ji Dairou, not knowing what he was looking at.

He walked over curiously, "What are you looking at?"

Qiuyang was taken aback, turned around and saw him, and stood up happily: "Brother Huang! Sister Chen is watching the ants in the grass with Sister Dairou."

"What's so interesting about ants?" Xie Yuanjia said so, but he couldn't help but aim at the ground with his eyes.

Ji Dairou said boldly: "Two nests of ants are fighting. I saw that the princess has never seen such a thing, so I took it to see."

"Is it over?" Xie Yuanjia became interested, "Who won?"

"The fight is almost over, I guess the black ant should win." Ji Dairou replied casually.

Seeing how focused she was, Xie Yuanjia also imitated her and sat down to watch the ants fight. Mu Zhan and Clinique had no choice but to stand aside, looking helplessly at the three squatting together watching the ants.

I have never seen such a strange scene in my life. Three and a half teenagers gathered to watch the ants fight. Mu Zhan tried not to show any expression on his face, after all, the prince can beat people.

While looking at the ants, Ji Dairou couldn't help but hum in a low voice: "How are you going back to the ant nest ×"

Xie Yuanjia's ears moved, and he couldn't help but answer: "Smiling or very silent?"

Ji Dairou: "!!!"

She turned her head and stared at Xie Yuanjia fiercely, then opened her mouth and said, "The magic power of love goes round and round?"

Xie Yuanjia was shocked in his heart, and continued: "Thinking, thinking of you, thinking of elation, night and day?"

What the hell!

What the hell!

Met a fellow!