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

Xie Yuanjia can guarantee that he must be the worst and most statusless person in history who crossed over to become an emperor, and there is no second.Besides him, who else didn't reap any benefits after dressing up as an emperor, and was forced to practice calligraphy all day long, twenty sheets a day?With such high-intensity training every day, his hands are almost cramping.

Chunyuya, who has always been gentle, was also helpless with his poorly improved handwriting. He probably didn't even think about it at all. Obviously, the child's appearance is quite cute and likable, so why is the handwriting so shameful?Is it so difficult for him to write good handwriting?is it hard?

"Your Majesty, your posture is wrong." It was another sunny afternoon, and Clinique accompanied him at the desk, rubbing ink seriously for him. sound reminded.

"Is the posture wrong?" Xie Yuanjia looked at his hands, "What's wrong?"

Clinique thought for a while, put down the inkstone in her hand, walked over and gently supported Xie Yuanjia's brush: "That's it."

Xie Yuanjia followed his strength and tilted his head to look, but he still didn't realize what was wrong. He sighed slightly in his heart, looked back at Clinique and asked, "Can you also write?"

"When I was in the palace, my lord once taught me." Clinique replied with a smile, "My lord even praised me as a servant."

Xie Yuanjia was a little envious, he sighed helplessly and said: "I really want to write good handwriting, but... just my hand is not obedient."

Clinique chuckled again, flattering happily: "The emperor is so smart, as long as he works hard, he will be able to write well."

In the whole palace, probably only Clinique could open his eyes and talk nonsense and praise him for being smart. Emperor Fu Jinghong had already scolded him for being stupid several times.He lowered his head, took a pen and began to write seriously again, still thinking about how to get out today's twenty sheets, when he suddenly heard a crisp sound in his ear.

Before he had time to raise his head to see what was going on, he heard the voice of a little court lady kneeling down begging for mercy: "The emperor forgives the sin! The emperor forgives the sin!"

Xie Yuanjia took a closer look, and it turned out that the little maid broke a glazed cup.The glazed cup was given by Fu Jinghong a few days ago. He said that it was a good thing that the general bought from the Western Regions. It is very rare. Unfortunately, Fu Jinghong has always disliked such flashy things, so he gave it to him without thinking. In a few days, it was accidentally smashed by the little maid.

It's just a small object. He just wanted to say it's okay, when he heard Lan Kou come out from behind and said coldly to the little maid: "Incompetent slut! You can't do anything clumsy, just drag it out and beat it to death." never mind."

Her voice was not loud, but it suddenly made Xie Yuanjia's body tremble, and he immediately remembered the plot in the original book.

The reason why he was impressed was because this was a very important turning point in the plot.The original book also specially pulled out and wrote two whole chapters. This is the first person Xie Yuanjia executed after he ascended the throne, and the meaning is different.

In fact, the original owner of the glazed lamp didn't like it very much. At most, the little maid would be beaten up and punished with a year's salary, so that no one would die.But after all, it was sent by the regent, and the original owner dared not treat it lightly.If he doesn't handle this matter well, it is likely to cause Fu Jinghong's dissatisfaction, which may be of great disadvantage to him in the future.Furthermore, Xie Yuanjia in the book was not a kind person at all. When he was still in the courtyard, he beat to death an old nanny, a mere little palace lady, so it was no big deal.In the end, the little maid who was ignored by everyone was beaten to death with a stick.

That is to say, from here, Xie Yuanjia began to become bloodthirsty step by step, growing from a young man with some conscience to a real tyrant.

Now, Xie Yuanjia is at a turning point in this book's cannon fodder personality, and he is thinking about it.

The little maid was trembling with fright, she knelt on the ground and kowtowed, begging the emperor to spare her life, but Lan Kou didn't even look at her, and let someone come in to drag her, waiting for Xie Yuanjia's final punishment.

"Wait." Xie Yuanjia raised his head, calmly stopped the two guards who were acting rudely, and everyone focused their eyes on him.

The little maid looked at him desperately with tears in her eyes, as if she felt that she couldn't live anymore.Xie Yuanjia took a careful look at her, and vaguely recognized her. This was the girl who held an umbrella for him in the snow at that time. She had a cute little round face.He organized his words, shook his head and said to Lan Kou, "Forget it, it's just a glazed cup, if it breaks, it will break, so there's no need to make such a big move."

Lan Kou frowned slightly: "Your majesty, how valuable your status is, the palace servants who are on duty by your side are absolutely not allowed to make mistakes, otherwise it means that this person is useless, and useless people cannot stay."

Xie Yuanjia was a little surprised that a young and beautiful girl like Lan Kou could say such cruel words, her cold appearance was very incomprehensible.But he thought about it carefully, after all, she was one of the protagonist's most powerful killer confidantes, so he was relieved, and still said gently: "What's the matter? As long as you are human, you will make mistakes. No one can be perfect. Don't pursue it, just let her go."

Lan Kou looked deeply at Xie Yuanjia, as if she wanted to see something strange on his face. Although Xie Yuanjia was a little apprehensive, she never flinched.Of course he knew that the best result would be to follow the plot in the book and drag that insignificant little palace lady out and beat him to death. Anyway, he didn't do it himself, so why not leave her alone to save himself?In this way, Fu Jinghong would not be offended.

However, not everyone in this world can be a bad person.Some people are born killers. They are born lacking the basic human empathy ability, and they don't struggle for a moment. This kind of person is commonly known as anti-social personality.But there is also another group of people who are naturally kind and docile. Even in a critical moment, if someone threatens them with a knife on their necks, they may not be able to do anything to hurt others.

Being a bad person requires a strong psychological quality and disregard for human life more than being a good person, but Xie Yuanjia does not have such a psychological quality.

He was born gentle and kind, and he couldn't kill an innocent person. He couldn't pass the test in his heart, and he didn't want to live in nightmares for the rest of his life.

Seeing his resolute attitude, Lan Kou fell silent.She was just a court lady who was assigned to be monitored by the emperor, and she was not qualified to make decisions for the emperor. After thinking it over, she silently glanced at the two guards and let them loosen the restraint on the little maid.

"The emperor is merciful, spare your life, why don't you thank me?" Lan Kou looked at the girl who was kneeling on the ground and didn't know she was safe, and said coolly.

Only then did the little maid come to her senses, knelt and kowtowed non-stop, bloodshot eyes appeared on her strong forehead.Xie Yuanjia hurriedly asked people to wake up, but Lan Kou felt that this matter could not be tolerated, and after all she was fined with one year's salary.

A little fine is better than death, Xie Yuanjia didn't confront Lan Kou any more, but just waved her hand to make her back, and the calmness in the room was restored.Clinique stood aside and watched a scene without saying a word. He opened his big black eyes and looked at Xie Yuanjia with great interest, as if he was admiring something interesting.

After lunch, Xie Yuanjia drank half of the tea and started to feel sleepy again as usual. He put down the cup in hand, and consciously fell on the bed, unable to sleep.

Seeing that he was sleeping soundly, Lan Kou ordered Clinique to guard him, turned around and disappeared into the palace.

At that time, Fu Jinghong was reading the brochure, when he raised his eyes, he saw Lan Kou walking in with a depressed face.The corners of his lips were slightly raised, and he seemed to be in a good mood, with some interest that he didn't know: "Why, did you hit a snag?"

Lan Kou bit her lip, lowered her head and said, "The Emperor refuses to execute her."

"Heh." Fu Jinghong put down the booklet in his hand, his eyes full of jokes: "This king has already said that the child is not easy to look at, and he will not follow your heart."

Lan Kou didn't understand why the prince could be so relaxed, and said eagerly: "If that's the case, this person's scheming is not superficial. Didn't the prince make a strong enemy for himself?"

"What's wrong with making an enemy?" Fu Jinghong didn't take it seriously at all. "It's boring to play alone. It's good to cultivate a few opponents."

Lan Kou really thought that her prince was crazy, no one was rushing to make things difficult for her, and she still wanted to speak, but Fu Jinghong interrupted her: "Okay, this king knows it well, that child is not my opponent, Don't worry."

After finishing speaking, he stroked a jade tablet on the table with his left hand, as if thinking of something, he suddenly asked: "How is his calligraphy practiced? How many cards did he write today?"

This topic is a bit too big, Lan Kou was stunned for a while before opening his mouth to answer: "The emperor's words... look no different, it's still the same. Just now I heard from Clinique that he only wrote five sheets today."

"Why are there only five cards? Are you lazy?" Fu Jinghong raised his eyes to look at her, his tone a little impatient.

"No." Lan Kou hurriedly shook her head and explained, "The emperor's hand was hurt a little, so the writing was slower."

"Injured?" Fu Jinghong paused while rubbing the jade plaque, "How did you hurt? Aren't you by his side every day?"

Lan Kou said this and wanted to sigh, "The imperial doctor said that the emperor practiced calligraphy too diligently, and there was something wrong with his wrist, and he has repeatedly told the emperor to rest more, but he didn't listen, and insisted on finishing the twenty sheets. "

Hearing Lan Kou's words, Fu Jinghong, who was the culprit, frowned slightly. He didn't speak for a long time, his face was deep and calm, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Xie Yuanjia, who was still asleep, turned over, felt a little cold for no reason, wrapped his little quilt tightly, and continued to fall into a sweet dream.

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