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

In the study—

Fu Jinghong looked up at Xie Yuanlan who was sitting on the chair, and said with a sneer, "I thought you were a smart person, but I didn't expect that there would be times when you would be stupid and dare to come to the door alone. Do you really think I dare not kill you?"

"If you could kill me, you would have done it in the court a few days ago." Xie Yuanlan took his time and drank tea leisurely, without the slightest sense of sending it to his door.

It's not that Fu Jinghong can't kill him, it's just that he has too many worries. Xie Yuanlan is a crazy gambler. Unless he is killed and both sides are hurt, now is not the time to touch him.

"Don't look at me like that." Xie Yuanlan propped his chin with one hand, showing a shallow smile, "Is it a little frustrated to be caught off guard by someone I have always looked down upon?"

Fu Jinghong looked at him coldly, "It's not a setback, but nausea is real."

"That's not bad." Xie Yuanlan sighed, "It's a pity, I don't have a good body. If I'm as strong as you, it's really hard to say whose hands this country will be in."

"It's a pity that you are going to die." Fu Jinghong said maliciously, "I don't need to do anything."

Xie Yuanlan laughed out loud, "That's right, I really won't live long."

There was no fear of death in his words, and Fu Jinghong was right when he said he was a lunatic.

"Before he dies, he wants to hurt Yuan Jia again. His heart is not only vicious."

Xie Yuanlan looked at Fu Jinghong like he was looking at a monster, "I didn't know that one day I would hear someone call someone 'vicious' from the mouth of the prince. Why isn't this word tailor-made for you? Compared with you, I am not as good as you." far away."

"At least I didn't think of harming Yuanjia." Fu Jinghong said disdainfully, "You must have asked for something like this when you were dying and licking your face."

Xie Yuanlan snorted lightly, "Although my actions are a bit extreme, I have a clear conscience."

"Do you dare to say that you really have a clear conscience?" Fu Jinghong interrupted him, looked directly at Xie Yuanlan like a torch, and said slowly, "Do you dare to say that when facing Yuan Jia, you have a clear conscience?"

Xie Yuanlan was silent.

No matter from which level, Xie Yuanjia can be said to be very good to him. From time to time, he will care about his body. When he sees him, he always asks him with a gentle smile. One serving is nothing to Feng Yi. From an emperor's point of view, Yuan Jia has done his best.

Therefore, Xie Yuanlan did not dare to say that she had no shame for him.

"I'm sorry for him."

Fu Jinghong felt that this kind of person was really unreasonable, "Who are you pretending to show to me now? You caught him off guard, but have you half considered his situation?"

"Isn't it just to make your son the prince? Is it so difficult for you?" Fu Jinghong asked himself, which is not a good thing, but at least he would not do such despicable things, just grab what he wants, and grab it It's your ability to do it, but he still doesn't like this kind of method.

Xie Yuanlan smiled wryly, "Everyone thinks I'm doing it for myself, but you think I'm doing it for Fengyi."

"Actually, they are both right and wrong."

"I really didn't want to be the throne." Xie Yuanlan's eyes were a little distracted, "If you hadn't supported Yuan Jia to take the throne by accident, I really wanted to die peacefully."

"Xie Yuanqi is not a talent for governing the country. If my success falls into his hands, it will only become a tool for him to satisfy his greed. If it falls into your hands, it will directly change the dynasty."

"Yuan Jia is indeed the best candidate, but it's a pity that he is not from the Xie family. And I will never allow my Xie family to be named with a different surname, no matter who that person is."

"You are really great." Fu Jinghong sneered, "In order to keep your Xie family's country, and to ensure the so-called pure blood of your royal family, you will destroy Yuanjia."

Xie Yuanlan acquiesced.

Fu Jinghong didn't bother to look at him, "Don't say these useless things to me, Yuan Jia can't agree to any of your requests, so get out of here after you finish talking."

"Is Yuan Jia here too?" Xie Yuanlan was a little surprised.

"I'm here."

Xie Yuanjia came out from behind the screen in the study room. He was indeed taking a nap on the soft couch at the back, but the sound of their talking woke him up, and he listened quietly for a long time.

Xie Yuanlan probably didn't expect that he would suddenly face Xie Yuanjia, and he was speechless for a while, unable to recover for a long time.

"I have a question." Xie Yuanjia couldn't see any joy or anger on his face, he was so calm that he didn't look like himself, "It is impossible for me and Fu Jinghong to have children of our own in this life. Pick a suitable heir."

"I like Feng Yi very much, and there is a high probability that I will choose him as the candidate for the future emperor. This matter can be easily done without harming anyone. Why do you insist on going this far?"

Xie Yuanjia was really confused.

"For what?" Xie Yuanlan smiled wryly, "What else could it be for?"

"Because I can't afford to gamble." Xie Yuanlan looked up at Xie Yuanjia with deep eyes, "I won't live for a few more years, and I will never see the day when Feng Yi takes over, and you are still young, and Fu Jinghong still holds the power, how can I feel at ease?" what about death?"

"You are a good boy, but you are still too young to know the benefits of power. What if one day you discover that power is a good thing, what if you want to keep it? Or, one day you no longer love each other, You have a son of your own?"

"People are selfish. Once you have your own son, don't you want to make plans for him? At that time, what is Fengyi in your eyes? A thorn in your side?"

"I can't bet on the one in ten thousand chance." Xie Yuanlan said loudly, "I want to guarantee that the person who will ascend to the throne in the future must be someone from my Xie family, and it must be Fengyi."

"As long as there is a little uncertainty, I will strangle it to death in the swaddle."

Xie Yuanjia agreed with Fu Jinghong that Xie Yuanlan was indeed a lunatic.

A lunatic who gave everything for his country and his son, and would rather consume his own life ahead of time.

"So you have to let everyone know that I am not from the Xie family, so as to eliminate the possibility that I might have an heir to the throne?" Xie Yuanjia asked him softly, "In this way, those old royalist officials will protect Fengyi , will not give me a chance to plan for my future children."

"Yes." Xie Yuanlan nodded, "In my original plan, I also wanted to kill Fu Jinghong, because you are not the most important part. The power is in his hands, not you."

"It's just that I didn't expect that you guys really fell in love with each other." Xie Yuanlan smiled wryly again, "I hope Fu Jinghong dies, but I can't let him die right away."

"Fengyi is still too young, he can't sit firmly in that seat, Xie Yuanqi is still waiting for an opportunity in Yuhu, once Fu Jinghong collapses, then Fengyi can't stand such a big country."

"That's why Fu Jinghong wants to guard the country for me, for our Xie family." Xie Yuanlan didn't feel that he was at fault at all, "It's just that your appearance broke the accident and made me feel that there is a better candidate."

"You can contain Fu Jinghong without causing too much threat to Fengyi. You are also the most suitable candidate for the throne. With you, Fengyi doesn't have to worry about the country being in chaos until he reaches adulthood."

"Of course, the premise of everything is that you have no children of your own."

Therefore, Xie Yuanjia has always been a pawn in Xie Yuanlan's calculations from the beginning to the end. He is the gatekeeper of the country chosen by him. He wants to protect the Dacheng Dynasty for Xie Fengyi for decades in vain, and then return the throne to him at the right time. this deal.

Unable to tell whether he was angry or not, Xie Yuanjia stared deeply at Xie Yuanlan: "You are a good father, and you are worthy of your ancestors."

"It's just that I don't want to be this chess piece." Xie Yuanjia sighed, "Xie Yuanlan, you are very smart, but not only smart people can master everything in this world. You have difficulties, helplessness, and many beliefs that you have to do as a last resort."

"But, I am also human." Xie Yuanjia looked at him quietly, "Why do you think that I will sacrifice myself to fulfill you, spend my youth, and guard the country for you?"

The flash of grief in Xie Yuanlan's eyes was covered up by him, "You will."

"Because you are Xie Yuanjia."

A person who is gentle, responsible, caring, compassionate, and willing to sacrifice himself will not let this country fall into turmoil and people's lives are in dire straits.

"I'm the one who's sorry for you."

Xie Yuanjia shook his head, "You didn't feel sorry for me, and likewise, I didn't feel sorry for you."

"Go back, I don't want that palace, those things that shouldn't be my responsibility." Xie Yuanjia said softly, "I have a good temper, but I also have a bottom line. I hate being calculated by others. I hate being betrayed, I hate being manipulated."

"Xie Yuanlan, I don't owe you anything."

Xie Yuanjia turned his back and said to Fu Jinghong, "Ah Jing, let's see off the guests."

Fu Jinghong held his hand, "Okay."

It can be said that Xie Yuanlan returned empty-handed this time. He came to make a deal. He solved the current situation for Xie Yuanjia, and the condition was to let Fengyi enter the East Palace, but he was kicked out before he could speak.

He raised his head and smiled wryly, calculating for so many years, he was so cruel that he could even betray himself, but in the end he was defeated by a young man who once looked down upon him.

"Are you sad?" Fu Jinghong asked with concern as he leaned against the door and watched Xie Yuanjia sitting alone.

Xie Yuanjia raised his head with surprise in his eyes: "Why are you sad?"

"I don't know him well."

"In this world, there are not many people who can make me sad." Xie Yuanjia smiled slightly, "I can't always cry on the spot after a fall. If I am not strong, I will be laughed at."

Fu Jinghong was very relieved that the child who was crying under the quilt after being hurt by Clinique had really grown up.

"It's just a pity that I can't do what I promised to Clinique." Xie Yuanjia was a little melancholy, "I don't know if he will blame me."

Fu Jinghong hugged him and comforted him, "No way."

"You never owed anyone anything."