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

Xie Yuanjia followed Fu Jinghong out of the palace overnight, and was taken by him to live in a quaint and quiet house. The yard has three entrances and is not particularly large, but there are all kinds of pavilions and pavilions. You can vaguely see the atmosphere of the south of the Yangtze River. Xie Yuanjia likes this place. He sleeps until the sun is three poles before getting up, and has a comfortable breakfast and lunch before going out for a stroll. The days when he does not have to go to court to deal with government affairs are not so comfortable. The dragon chair What is good.

Fu Jinghong accompanied him for a walk in the yard. There was nothing to see in the early winter season, and the flowers and plants in the yard were all withered, but Xie Yuanjia liked it very much.

"It turns out that you still have such a good place outside." He rarely joked, "Could it be the place you used to use the Golden House Tibetan Bridge?"

Fu Jinghong raised his eyebrows, raised his hand and nodded at the tip of his nose, affectionately and lovingly, "Don't accuse me of random charges, no one has been here before."

"I lived here when I was a proton." Fu Jinghong sat lazily leaning against the pillars of the corridor with his chest in his arms. "Although the old emperor is hypocritical, he dare not be harsh on me on the surface. Food, clothing, housing and transportation are all the best. Yes, it is said that this mansion was also built with a lot of money in the year before I came here."

"No wonder the style is different from the capital." Xie Yuanjia suddenly realized, "But you were sent here as a hostage when you were only a teenager, it must be very hard, right?"

"It's okay." Fu Jinghong said the truth, "I have long wanted to come out of the Huailing Palace, and being a proton is nothing more than a matter of course, otherwise I would never have the opportunity to control the capital."

"Little Huailing is not my goal."

Xie Yuanjia's eyes are soft, yes, the protagonist of the original novel is just such a person with great ambitions and the world, even though his methods are not very bright, but his desire to benefit the people and make a career is true.

"It's a pity, you have to give up your ideals and follow me." Xie Yuanjia was a little bit reluctant, "I have wronged you."

Seeing his disappointment, Fu Jinghong smiled and said, "I'm not wronged."

The two leaned against each other in the pavilion to enjoy this moment of tranquility. Xie Yuanjia began to think in his heart, when all this was over, whether he should go south or west first, where would be better to go to play, thinking about what to do when he returned to the study. Draw up a strategy.

Unlike his leisurely mind, Fu Jinghong's eyes were full of sarcasm.

Of course he was not mocking Yuan Jia. Although he moved out of the palace overnight, his staff kept sending him news. It has been twelve hours since Yuan Jia stopped the court yesterday morning. Chaos has long been turned into a pot, no matter how capable Xie Yuanlan is, a dying sick child will not be able to fully control the overall situation after all.

He wanted to take Yuan Jia away, but he also wanted Xie Yuanlan to pay the price.

There will always be someone who knows that no one is worthy of that seat except his Yuan Jia.

Xie Yuanjia ate, drank and slept well in Fu Jinghong's private yard. Lan Kou, Mu and Ling Shuang were all brought out by him. These people didn't do any business all day long, they just sat together chatting, eating and drinking. Xie Yuanjia is not Now that the emperor is here, the shackles of everyone's status have been eased a lot, and there are not so many rules in speaking.

Fu Jinghong was used to him, and didn't set rules for Ling Shuang and the others. He still had things to deal with, so he simply let them accompany Yuan Jia, and he brought Qing An Aoxue with him every day.

"I just said that life like this is easier, isn't it more comfortable than we are in the palace?" Xie Yuanjia asked Lan Kou while eating melon seeds, "What do you think, aunt?"

Lan Kou chuckled lightly, "It's fine for the maidservant to be anywhere, as long as the emperor... the young master is happy."

"You are still so strict." Xie Yuanjia joked, "You are obviously one year older than A Yao, but you are as calm as her elders."

Lan Kou just smiled and said nothing.

Mu Zhan holds his sword and stubbornly wants to stand under the tree. He is no longer an imperial guard, but his posture must be correct. The task of protecting the young master has not changed, so he cannot relax for a moment.

It's just that I still feel very regretful in my heart. A young man with a huge dream was ruined in this way. Seeing that his prince and emperor are about to quit, then he basically has nothing to do with being famous in history. In Mu Zhan's heart Lost to the extreme, life suddenly lost its purpose.

at a loss.

Ling Shuang and Xie Yuanjia can chat quite well, although he can chat with anyone, otherwise Lan Kou in this yard is too serious and rigid, Mu Zhan didn't say a word for a long time, if he didn't say a few words with him, he was afraid that the prince would come back Get him in trouble.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the expression on Mu Zhan's face, Ling Shuang secretly smiled, grabbed a handful of melon seeds, and said to Xie Yuanjia, "My lord, do you have any plans for the future?"

"I don't have any specific ideas." Xie Yuanjia chewed the melon seeds, "Just walk around casually. Is there any place you particularly want to go? Let's go together."

Ling Shuang smiled slightly, and threw the question to Mu Zhan: "Does Ah Zhan have any ideas?"

Mu Zhan was mourning, and after listening to Ling Shuang's question, he was silent for a while, "Anything is fine."

Xie Yuanjia peeked at the two of them with his face in his hands. The more he looked at them, the more he felt that the two were quite a match. They were both handsome men with about the same stature. It had been so many years that they hadn't been together.

"Guard Mu, you seem to have something on your mind." Xie Yuanjia had some thoughts of wanting to lead someone to a red line. Who told him that he is too free now, and once he is free, he dares to take care of everything.

Mu Zhan respected Xie Yuanjia very much, after listening to his question, he naturally didn't dare to be as casual as he was with Ling Shuang, and quickly replied: "I don't have anything on my mind."

Xie Yuanjia probably also knew what was on his mind. Mu Zhan was extremely ambitious. If this was put into modern society, he would be the overtime talent most valued by the boss. My heart is jammed.

"It seems that we don't know where to celebrate the New Year this year." Xie Yuanjia was full of anticipation, "It would be great if we could go to a warmer place."

Ling Shuang sighed secretly in her heart, the little emperor was still too naive, she really thought that she could get out of the capital.He has been in this small courtyard all day without knowing that the outside has been chaotic, the emperor's whereabouts are unknown from the palace, and the regent suddenly ignores the government. The court that has always been orderly has completely collapsed. In command of the overall situation, Chunyuya can barely take the lead. The acquaintance is now at home on leave, saying that there is no emperor in the court, so how can he, a prime minister, do it for him, let's rest at home.

There was already a huge backlog of affairs in the palace, and no one had dealt with the papers handed over by the states and counties for a whole day, and no one came forward to solve many urgent matters, and everyone panicked.

Of course, some people also took the opportunity to suggest that since the emperor has run away, another one should be invited out, but most of the officials strongly opposed it, so the rest?Who else is left?

The sixth prince who has inconvenient legs and feet and stays at home?Or is it Xie Yuanqi who has taken refuge in Yuhu and betrayed Dacheng?Or is it Xie Yuanlan who is being rescued by several imperial physicians at home right now?

Xie Yuanjia didn't know these things, but Ling Shuang did. The prince was not at home recently and was dealing with these things in secret. Although he was willing to give up everything for the emperor, but with his temperament, he couldn't just make the emperor feel aggrieved like this .

The emperor will have to go back sooner or later, the place where he should be is above the dragon chair.

Ling Shuang felt a little sympathetic to Xie Yuanjia, he was still fantasizing that he could go out to visit mountains and rivers, but he didn't know that the world was unpredictable, it was destined to be his, and he couldn't escape.

In three or two days at most, someone will come to the door.

What Ling Shuang could see, Fu Jinghong could also see. He just waited for those people to kneel and beg the emperor to go back.

And the fact is just as he expected, after the turmoil in the court, the various officials also began to worry about how to deal with this matter.

As the boss of Qingliu, Li Shangshu's family gathered five or six civil servants, all of whom were in a hurry.

"Master Li, you have an idea!" The Minister of Rites was about to lose his hair in a hurry, "The New Year is coming soon, what should we do then?"

"That's right!" The Minister of the Ministry of Officials followed up, "The emperor suddenly left the pick and left, no one cares!"

Li Shangshu's face was full of resentment, "You ask me, how do I know!? Who would have thought that His Royal Highness Chen Wang would come out like this! What a kind person the emperor is, now he walks away like this, it can be seen that it is true. It hurts my heart, if it wasn't for the few of us who failed to speak up in time, why would the emperor have left?"

In his Qingming life, he was confused on the issue of the emperor, but there were some people who would not let him be confused, and insisted on pointing out that he was in a dilemma, so he couldn't support the emperor in an upright manner, right?Then how could he be worthy of the first emperor?

"It's all caused by King Chen!" Li Shangshu couldn't bear the indignation, "He made this matter so big, let him clean up the situation!"

"Then, what do you mean, you have to invite the emperor back?" the household servant asked hesitantly.

"Isn't this nonsense!?" Li Shangshu felt that the students he had trained were so stupid, "Otherwise, who else can control the throne!? Could it be a sinister villain like Fu Jinghong!?"

The household servant was very wronged, he said in a low voice: "But my lord, didn't you say yesterday that the prince is still useful?"

"Shut up!" Li Shangshu was annoyed, "You know how to study hard all day long, and it takes a lot of effort to make you smarter!"

Li Shangshu felt that it was not easy for him. Seeing that he was about to retire, he suddenly got into such a big trouble, and he didn't know how to face the late emperor after he went to the land of hell.

The facts were almost as Ling Shuang expected, as expected, within three days, someone came to the door on his own initiative.

At that time, Fu Jinghong was in the study and noticed that Xie Yuanjia was taking a nap. When he heard that someone came to visit, he said flatly: "No see."

The servants spread Fu Jinghong's original words, and the people standing outside the door were not angry.

Xie Yuanlan stood there stubbornly with the support of the people around him. He coughed a few times, and said weakly: "Go and tell your lord, I have a deal, and ask him if he would like to accept it."

"Only earn but not lose."