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

Half of this year's new imperial examination candidates were released from the capital by Xie Yuanjia's arrangement, so that they would have the opportunity to experience themselves and be transferred back when they achieved results. Their development depends on their own good fortune, but these new generations will definitely become the first group of Xie Yuanjia to step into the center of power.

Fu Jinghong did what he said, he personally taught Xie Yuanjia how to cultivate connections, and began to hand over part of the power in his hands to him. Xie Yuanjia also reciprocated, expressing [-]% trust in Fu Jinghong, and would come to him for anything he didn't understand After discussing, there was no concealment, the two of them saw their relationship getting better and better, and even Li Shangshu couldn't say anything wrong.

Although they repeatedly emphasized the reopening of the harem, Xie Yuanjia still did not mention it, only saying that he only wanted to manage politics now, and he would talk about it when he became an adult.

The days passed day by day, late spring and early summer, and it was the season when morning and evening were cool and midday was hot again. Xie Yuanjia was in front of the case to process the paperwork, while Lan Kou was rubbing ink, and asked casually: "Your Majesty, is the prince's birthday this year still the same as usual?" Is that so?"

"Birthday?" Xie Yuanjia raised his head, and after turning his mind for several times, he realized that it was indeed Fu Jinghong's birthday in a few days.At this time last year, he was not so close to Fu Jinghong, so he just picked some expensive gifts from his own treasury at that time, but this year, their relationship is not easy to be so perfunctory.

After being reminded by Lan Kou, Xie Yuanjia thought about it for a while, and then replied: "I will think about this matter carefully, gifts are indispensable, you should prepare them first."

"Yes." Lan Kou responded softly.

Xie Yuanjia lowered his head and continued to read the papers, but his mind was not entirely on government affairs. He was thinking about his current relationship with Fu Jinghong. It would definitely not work to be so ambiguous about the state of not being a lover. He had already proved Fu Jinghong's sincerity to himself. Then he You can't keep dragging the other party without giving a response. He promised to seriously consider this relationship, and it's time to give an answer.

Maybe at the beginning, he really didn't think about the result between himself and Fu Jinghong, but now it is impossible for him to say that he will not be shaken, and in the next few decades, maybe he will not be able to meet someone more suitable than him, Xie Yuanjia thought, after being timid for so many years, he must learn to be brave once. Maybe love is not as terrible as he imagined.

Xie Yuanjia made up his mind, with a softness on his face unconsciously.

Five days later, Fu Jinghong's birthday will arrive.

Although Fu Jinghong is used to being rampant at ordinary times, he doesn't care about his birthday at all, and he never has any birthdays. If someone reminded him, he would never remember that he still has a birthday. When he gives presents, he just accepts them. He never engages in ostentation, which makes him look more honest.

In order to show that he attaches great importance to this matter, Xie Yuanjia sent a group of people to give gifts early in the morning. It was the first time that Qihuang Palace was so lively, and there were all kinds of utensils bestowed by the emperor everywhere.

Fu Jinghong stood in the hall with his chest folded, listening to the little eunuch who brought the gift read aloud with a list, there were dozens of items, and Ling Shuang was speechless behind him.

My mother, this battle is not a congratulatory gift for the prince at all, it is clearly the scale of the dowry gift for marrying a wife!

Fu Jinghong looked calm, and finally listened to the long-winded little eunuch report the number, nodded and said: "Thank you, Your Majesty."

After the little eunuch delivered the things, he saluted and left with others.After Fu Jinghong stood alone for a while, he walked slowly to the front of the rewards and stopped to watch. The little emperor was in such a big battle, he was afraid that others would not know that he valued him, and that Li Shangshu and his like would look up in anger again. It's not pleasing to the eye.

Fu Jinghong smiled, "Put these away."

Ling Shuang waved for those people to come and carry the box, and said with emotion: "This is the first time that the emperor can give up so many treasures, the prince is really lucky."

After all, the emperor is notoriously picky, and likes to hide everything in his small treasury, just like a four-legged beast that swallows gold. The prince knows his little hobby, so he likes to send some gold, silver and jade articles to him when he has nothing to do. , this is the first time that the emperor has paid back generously.

Ling Shuang couldn't help but think viciously, the little emperor is bleeding heavily this time, don't he be crying secretly in the palace right now?

"That's needless to say." Fu Jinghong couldn't help being proud, "The emperor values ​​me, and who doesn't know in the Manchu Dynasty?"

Ling Shuang couldn't help feeling sad, "My lord is so lucky, unlike my subordinates, there has been no movement so far."

Fu Jinghong was in a good mood, usually at this moment he would have been in a sneering mode, but the little emperor's fight today really pleased him, and he also gave Ling Shuang a three-point sympathy.

"Mu Zhan has an elm head. It's useless for you to go around like this. It's better to force it directly." Fu Jinghong felt that he was not up to date.

Ling Shuang was also very bitter in her heart, "My lord, you clearly know that Ah Zhan and the emperor are not the same kind of people. It is rare to see such a soft person as the emperor. Ah Zhan... he is too brainy."

"Even if my subordinates really have the guts to fight hard, I'm afraid they won't have a chance, after all, they can't beat them." Ling Shuang looked melancholy.

It is said that Ling Shuang Muzhan is quite powerful and is the right arm of the Regent, but in fact only they know that Ling Shuang's strength is still weaker than Mu Zhan, but of the two of them, one has stronger brain power and the other has more military strength.

To put it simply, a person with too high a force value has no brains, develops privately, and has a simple mind.

Fu Jinghong has seen these two people grow up with his own eyes, and knows them very well. Mu Zhan is indeed extraordinary, and it is not easy to pry him.

But he also saw with his own eyes that Mu Zhan was very close to Yuan Jia. The few times Fu Jinghong saw him smile, almost all of them were for Yuan Jia.

It should be said that Yuan Jia was born with a magical quality, no matter what kind of person who is complicated and cold-hearted and rejects others thousands of miles away, after getting in touch with him for a period of time, he will unknowingly let go of his guard against Yuan Jia and is willing to be with him Come close, there have been many examples of this.

For example, Lan Kou, Ji Shaoyan, Chun Yuya, none of them are people who have experienced great storms, but they have nothing to do with Yuan Jia. , who is sincerely conscientious, let alone a person with a simpler mind like Mu Zhan.

Even if he was himself, didn't he fall in love with Yuan Jia unconsciously at the beginning, and before he had time to figure out what it meant, he fell into it, and when he came back to his senses, he had already let go of it. Not open.

Fu Jinghong shook his head helplessly, if he couldn't get out, he wouldn't be able to get out, and Yuan Jia would be by his side for the rest of his life, it wasn't a loss if he thought about it.

At night, after Fu Jinghong had finished dealing with the matter at hand, he was about to go to Jingying Palace when he heard a report from the palace servants outside that the emperor had sent someone to invite the prince to come over.

Fu Jinghong didn't waste any time, and went to Jingying Palace in a sedan chair, and arrived in half an hour.

At this moment, the sky was not yet completely dark, Fu Jinghong stepped out of the sedan chair and walked towards the inner hall.Xie Yuanjia was already sitting at the table and waiting. As soon as Fu Jinghong appeared, he said excitedly, "Uncle Huang is here!"

As soon as Fu Jinghong stepped into the door, he was attracted by the layout of the room. There were almost no maids in the hall, and even Lan Kou was sent out. There was only one table in the room with dinner on it. There are also a few pots of flowers decorated, burning incense and red candles, and the whole atmosphere is full of ambiguity.

Fu Jinghong raised his eyebrows slightly, "What is the emperor doing?"

"Wait for the uncle to have dinner together." Xie Yuanjia was embarrassed to say that he had spent the whole afternoon thinking about a candlelight dinner, so he vaguely asked Fu Jinghong to come and sit down.

Fu Jinghong sat down as promised, Xie Yuanjia bowed his head, thinking carefully about the afternoon he had typed out the manuscript over and over again, and secretly recited the words again and again in front of the mirror. After all, he was really not familiar with confession, so he could only vaguely think of those things. For the scene in the TV novel, I memorized a few sentences according to the gourd painting and did the ideological work all afternoon, but when Fu Jinghong really appeared in front of him, Xie Yuanjia was still timid.

His face was flushed, and he looked a little pale under the candlelight. Fu Jinghong frowned, raised his hand to test the temperature on his forehead, and asked with concern, "What's wrong? But he's sick?"

"No." Xie Yuanjia shook his head, groping around the table with his hands uncomfortably, trying hard to think which sentence to say first.

Seeing him like this, Fu Jinghong thought that he was indeed unwell, and said dissatisfiedly: "If you are really unwell, don't hold on. I'll send someone to tell the imperial physician."

"No, no, no!" Xie Yuanjia raised his hand to grab his sleeve, and said eagerly, "I, I, I'm really fine! Uncle Huang, sit down, I have something to say!"

Fu Jinghong looked at him inexplicably, and said whenever he had something to say, when did Yuan Jia become so coy?

"That..." Xie Yuanjia coughed twice, blushed and said in a low voice, "I, does the question you asked me last time still count?"

"What question?" Fu Jinghong didn't remember what he asked him.

Xie Yuanjia wanted to get out from under the table in embarrassment. He blushed for a long time before repeating in a low voice: "That's right, you asked me before, asking me about you... Now that I have the answer, do you still want to listen?" ?”

Fu Jinghong suddenly understood what he meant, "So, has Yuan Jia figured it out yet?"

"En." Xie Yuanjia nodded, he only felt his hands trembling slightly, which was his physiological habit of extreme nervousness, "I've thought about it for a long time, it's not good to be so ambiguous, it's not fair to you and me."

"I, I have feelings for you." Xie Yuanjia raised his head to look at him, "It's just that I don't know how deep this feeling can be, but I'm willing to try to deepen it."

"Maybe I still don't understand what you like about me, but I also want to try to like you. I have many shortcomings, indecisive and indecisive. I was not a good choice for a lover, but you chose me."

"I'm very timid. I never liked anyone before, because I was always afraid of being bullied and left behind. After a long time, I felt that it was good to be alone, but you made me feel that it is good to have someone by my side." choose."

"Fu Jinghong, I'm not very smart, I'm a little slow, and I don't have much courage in many things. If you still want me, let's try."

"I want to fall in love with you, the kind of life."

Fu Jinghong didn't quite understand the meaning of "falling in love", but he could guess it.

When Xie Yuanjia uttered the last sentence, something seemed to crack in Fu Jinghong's ear.