Resu will blow up [Quick Transmigration]

Below is a very simple tomb room, except for the super large coffin placed in the center, there is nothing around it.It is completely different from the tombs above which are both carved and gilded.

Fang Zhuo scratched his heart and lungs, curious to death, and asked the system, "What exactly is this place?"

233,"It looks like a tomb."

Fang Zhuo, "..."

There was such a large coffin in the middle, it was not a tomb, Fang Zhuo was speechless, and turned his attention back to the front.

As the distance gradually narrowed, he saw that not far from the coffin, there was a row with two names engraved on it.

Xiao Xin put Fang Zhuo on his back in front of the coffin, took his hand and took another step forward, "Inside are my imperial father and imperial concubine mother."

"The old eunuch told me that the person in the tomb above is not my father."

This tomb was built secretly after the construction of the imperial mausoleum was completed. Those who knew it were either far away from the capital or had already died.

After the construction was completed, the first emperor personally dug Xiao Xin's mother out of the cemetery and carried it to the underground tomb.

Every year since then, he will come to worship alone.

The old eunuch who had been serving him all the time, after the death of the first emperor, moved the body here according to a secret order, so that two people who had no fate to be husband and wife when they were alive entered the same coffin.

Afterwards, he went to the mass grave to dig up an unknown corpse and put it in the previous coffin.

The old eunuch thought that this matter would never be discovered, but unexpectedly, the new emperor came to him.

Fang Zhuo sighed after hearing this. The ancient harem was full of intrigues, and I don't know how many vicious and unjust deaths were hidden. The first emperor finally met a woman he loved, and was killed by someone.

Even an upright joint burial is not possible, and people have to secretly change their positions.

Therefore, being an emperor is nothing more than looking at the scenery, and it is also involuntary.

He gently squeezed Xiao Xin's hand, "Let's kowtow to them first."

"Ah."

The two of them knelt down neatly, it was probably the first time they did this kind of thing, their postures were very stiff, especially Xiao Xin, his eyes were dark, as if they were carrying complicated emotions, but also seemed to have nothing at all. .

Fang Zhuo kowtowed to his father-in-law and mother-in-law three times, each time making a thud.

Xiao Xin rubbed the red mark on his forehead and said with a smile, "They like you very much, so there is no need to knock so hard."

Fang Zhuo's cheeks were reddish, but luckily the tomb room was dimly lit, so he couldn't see much.

He said, "Maybe they'll like me more then?"

Xiao Xin was stunned for a moment, rubbed the young man's head, hugged him into his arms again, and put his chin on the top of his head.

"When we die, we will be buried together like this."

Fang Zhuo grabbed the clothes around the man's waist and let out a muffled "hmm".

Xiao Xin let go of him, turned his back, "Come up, go back to the palace."

Fang Zhuo rushed forward, his legs automatically hung around the man's waist, and hugged the man's neck tightly.

"Brother Ah San, is there any movement on the plot line?"

233 said no, "This is what you asked eight times today."

Fang Zhuo moved his mouth and slandered, "Because I'm afraid, what if my husband dies suddenly, and my relationship line hasn't been filled yet."

233,"Don't want to leave?"

"No." Fang Zhuo denied, "I am a principled person, and everything must be done from beginning to end."

233 sneered, "It's up to you, it depends on what the protagonist thinks."

If Xiao Xin felt that the present day was the pinnacle of his life, Fang Zhuo might die on his back in the next second.

If he wants more, Fang Zhuo might be able to accompany him for a while.

Fang Zhuo's legs clamped around the man's waist tightened, and he leaned into his ear and asked, "Can I ask you a question?"

Xiao Xin tilted his head and kissed him on the mouth, "You ask."

Fang Zhuo shook his calf and said, "Power, money, beauties..."

"Bah, don't be ashamed." 233 suddenly jumped out and interrupted.

Fang Zhuo pursed his lips, rolled his eyes and continued, "You have all these things, is there anything else you want?"

In the quiet surroundings, the end of the youth's voice echoed.

Xiao Xin looked at the corridor in front of him that was illuminated orange by the oil lamp, and asked him, "What about you, what do you want?"

Fang Zhuo frowned and thought for a while, "I want to travel all over the country and eat all over the country."

Xiao Xin laughed lightly and didn't speak any more.

"Hey, you haven't answered me yet." Fang Zhuo said dissatisfied.

Immediately, in the silent air, the man's answer sounded, "No."

As soon as I heard this answer, I knew it was perfunctory. If it wasn't true, I'd have lost my hair a long time ago. How could it be your turn to carry me.

The person on the back was probably a little unhappy, and didn't say a word, but soon, Xiao Zhi heard the sound of gentle breathing, and fell asleep.

Fang Zhuo fell into a deep sleep, even the carriage couldn't wake him up.

After entering the palace, Xiao Yan asked people to stop the car, and walked along the red wall with the young man on his back to the palace.

On the bed, chicken cubs are nestling on the pillow... hatching eggs.

Fang Zhuo was bored with the eggs, and took them from the imperial dining room. When the chicken cub heard the word hatching eggs, its feathers exploded.

It is a chicken essence, can it be the same as those ordinary mentally retarded chickens?

But under the promise of Papa's various delicacies, it still compromised.

Xiao Xin put the young man on the bed and lay down, and when he mentioned the temporary chicken coop, he wanted to throw it on the ground.

The chicken cub let out a cry, its mouth hanging on Fang Zhuo's face, and Heidou's eyes were full of threats, as if if you dare to throw it, I would dare to peck it.

Xiao Xin rubbed his temples with a headache, this little bastard was really spoiled.

Seeing the big daddy put down his little nest, the chicken cub put his head back, walked to the bed with his head held high, spread his wings, flew to the side cabinet, stepped on the nest, and refused to go in.

Xiao Xin's head hurt even more, he condescendingly picked up the egg that was left on the bed, and put it in the nest for him.

The chicken cub raised its buttocks and sat down gracefully.

The veins on Xiao Xin's forehead twitched, he forced himself to suppress the fire, and his wife's big baby couldn't move.

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Fang Zhuo slept until noon the next day, and as soon as his feet touched the ground, Sixi hurried in.

"what happened?"

"Something happened to the young master, those old ministers are gone."

"Which ones?" Fang Zhuo put on his boots, took out his clothes and put them on himself.

Sixi said, "It's the ones who were sent back by the emperor in sedan chairs at the enthronement ceremony."

Fang Zhuo paused and chuckled, "Don't be afraid, they will regret it."

The dog emperor has to be scruples about these old officials, but Xiao Xin is not necessarily.

He holds two-thirds of the military power in Dayuan, and his confidants also hold important positions. If the old men really think that they can scare people by stopping their work for a few days, they are too naive.

This day is three days.

On the fourth day, there were still only a dozen or so sporadic officials in the court hall, all of whom belonged to the six ministries and were not very high-ranking officials.

After the next dynasty, Xiao Xin personally visited Mr. Xu who was seriously ill.

When Mr. Xu heard that the emperor came to the door in person, he threw away his cigarette bag, took off his clothes and went to bed, covering his mouth and coughing from time to time, looking terminally ill.

Seeing the sage entering the door, he struggled to sit up in fear, and wanted to get out of bed and kneel down, but Xiao Xin stopped him.

"Is Aiqing in good health?"

Master Xu coughed again, and the son standing on his bedside understood his father and said, "My Majesty, according to the imperial doctor, my father is in a hurry and needs more recuperation."

It is self-evident because of the rush to attack the heart.

Before Xiao Xin's butt was hot, he stood up, "Since this is the case, I won't bother you. Master Xu is recovering from his illness. As for the court affairs, don't worry about it."

The old man was taken aback, what does this mean?

"Your Majesty, you..."

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Xin had already walked away.

An hour later, the imperial decree was sent to an ordinary courtyard.

The owner of the yard is called Song Jing, he is upright and upright, honest and upright, so he offended many people, among whom he offended the most, Mr Kuo Xu.

Mr. Xu has a deep foundation in the court, and he only needs to show a little bit of meaning, and naturally someone will take care of him.

So within two days after offending someone, Song Jing was dismissed and went home to reflect.

He had already packed his bags and planned to leave the capital, but who would have thought that an imperial decree would come down from heaven.Not only that, but also sent two sets of new court clothes.

Song Jing knelt down to thank him, his eyes were hot, he didn't expect that he would return to court one day.

This is just the beginning. Apart from Master Xu, several other old men who formed cliques in the court have also been dismissed and investigated one after another, and many old cases of corruption and bribery have been uncovered.

At the same time, Xiao Xin promoted many people to come up. These adults are very good in terms of character and talent, but they are only good now.

In the face of power and money, few people can keep their original intentions unchanged, and no one can guarantee that these people will not become like those veteran ministers one day, forming cliques for personal gain in order to consolidate their status.

Seeing the downfall of a few ministers, how dare those grasshoppers stop the court, and went to the palace overnight to plead guilty, and stood outside the palace gate before dawn the next day.

In the sixth year of Jing'an, Xiao Wei adopted an orphan named Xiao Heng from his family.

Xiao Heng's parents are distant from Xiao's family, and they don't have the treatment of royal relatives, but they are fairly well-known in the local area.

During a long trip, a family of three encountered bandits on the way, and both parents died.

Xiao Heng who lost his shelter was like a wilted but tenacious little bean sprout.

He fought against those who wanted to rob property, desperately defended the house left by his parents, and even in a fit of anger, he almost stoned to death a servant who wanted to abduct him and sell him.

It's a pity that he was too young, and he still couldn't hold on to anything after all.

The Chou's fire burned down Xiao's mansion completely, leaving only the dark beams and ashes.

Xiao Xin appeared at this time.

Perhaps it was because of the frequent changes at such a young age, Xiao Heng has been dumb since he entered the palace, he was hungry, tired and hurt... All his emotions were kept in his heart, and he was never willing to show them to others.

Fang Zhuo's little bean sprouts had a very headache, and he leaned on the couch with Erlang's legs crossed, and he didn't forget to spare a hand to stroke the chicken, "Sixi, how do you get that kid to talk?"

Sixi didn't know what was going on, and writhed restlessly on the stool.

Fang Zhuo raised his voice, "Sixi!"

"Here!" Sixi was taken aback and bounced off the stool, "Master, what did you just say?"

As soon as the words fell, I felt that the young master's eyes seemed to be on his ass.

Sixi reflexively covered her back, an illusion, it must be an illusion, his young master is a senior old blind man, it is impossible to look at his ass.

Fang Zhuo said, "What's wrong with you?"

Sixi was a little embarrassed, but still wanted to speak out, and asked the young master to help him think of a way, "It's like this, Gao Yang does it every night, and the time is a little long, I, I..."

"Butt hurts?" Fang Zhuo helped him out.

Sixi was surprised, "The young master is really powerful, I can guess that."

Nonsense, because my butt hurts too, if I lie down in the middle of the day, I would have gone to the Imperial Garden earlier.

Fang Zhuo cleared his throat, "If you are not good, how can you be your young master."

He smacked his lips and lowered his voice, "Your Gao Yang is very tired from working every day. When you are tired, you tend to feel empty, lonely and cold in your heart. I want to find warmth in you. As a wife, you should take care of yourself."

After talking about something that came to his mind, he added, "Besides, you should also enjoy it."

Sixi lowered her head, thought carefully, her husband did say a word last night: You are so hot inside.

"The young master is right, I should be more considerate."

Fang Zhuo gave a deep "hmm" and shook his head secretly. After so many years, Sixi is still so easy to deceive.

Outside the door, a short leg stepped in, it was Xiao Heng who came back from get out of class.

Although he didn't speak, he did his homework and essays very well, and he would hear the Taifu's praise every now and then.

Fang Zhuo endured the pain in his butt and got off the couch, but was pushed back by a small hand. Xiao Heng shook his head, indicating that he didn't need to get up.

Fang Zhuo, "..." Why does it feel like this kid knows something.

Fang Zhuo rubbed his head, "Did you please the father?"

After Xiao Heng shook his head, Sixi said, "Your Highness said no."

Fang Zhuo smiled in satisfaction, and see, my son still loves me a little bit more, there is nothing I can do on the bed, only being able to compete in the relationship between father and son is called real skill.

He excitedly brushed his smashed hair again, patted his face and said, "Go and play, the chick is in the garden."

Chicken cubs have been focusing on hatching eggs, but they have never succeeded. It may be the wrong sex or not diligent enough.

Now that it is older this year, it has started to cultivate its body and mind. It does not hatch eggs or flutter butterflies. Every day after dawn, it nests in the imperial garden, and waits until the insects under the flowers and plants crawl out by themselves, then slowly lowers its head and pecks.

In a sense, this is barely a genius.

Xiao Heng came to the garden, picked up the chicken cub and put it on his lap, staring into the distance and staring in a daze.

In the 13th year of Jing'an, Emperor Jing'an suddenly fell into a coma when he was leaving the court one morning, and he didn't wake up until evening.

The imperial doctor said that this is an old disease caused by injuries from battles and not treated in time. Now that His Majesty is old and busy with government affairs, he is tired all day long and has a serious loss of Qi and blood. If things go on like this, it will damage the viscera.

Fang Zhuo was worried, so he asked the system to scan it again, and the answer was the same as that of an imperial physician: Qi and blood are deficient, and viscera are not nourished.

Fang Zhuo, "Speak human words."

233,"It's physical weakness."

Fang Zhuo's eyes widened in shock, "You, you mean his big brother is dead???"