Disabled cannon fodder has a dream [Quick Transmigration]

Song Xi didn't have the habit of peeking at other people taking a bath, and when he was about to float back the same way, he bumped into the servant girl head-on, and because it was a soul body, the servant girl passed through his body directly.

The servant girl walked behind the screen, lowered her head, leaned over and mustered up her courage and said, "General, let this servant serve you."

Fu Mingyuan said without turning his head, "Get lost."

The servant girl raised her head slightly, biting her lips, with tears in her eyes, her voice was like a yellow warbler weeping, and she mourned softly: "General, slave..."

Song Xi clicked his tongue a few times, shook his head and was about to leave when the maid not far from him suddenly stood up, and a knife flew out with a wave of her sleeve, and the knife flew straight towards Fu Mingyuan's neck with a strong wind. When it seemed that his life was about to be endangered, Fu Mingyuan, who had his back to the servant girl, turned sideways unhurriedly, pumped up his energy, and kicked the servant girl out to knock down the screen.

The servant girl vomited blood and passed out on the spot. Fu Mingyuan threw him out of the window and said to the air, "Shut up."

His obscene clothes were already half untied, and when he lifted his breath just now, his movements were too large, a large part of his chest and chest were exposed, and there were large and small scars on it.

Song Xi's attention was all drawn at the moment, there was a cinnabar birthmark the size of a thumb near Fu Mingyuan's heart.

This birthmark is very dark in color, with uneven lines, more like blood-soaked red, its outline is very familiar to Song Xi, he has stroked the pendant with this pattern countless times, and he wears it on his body every day.

Song Xi felt an indescribable feeling in his heart. He couldn't find any sense of familiarity with Fu Mingyuan in this world, but when he saw this imprint, it seemed that some shackles had been broken, and the feeling of mutual soul fetters was like springing up mushrooms. Bud tips quietly emerged.

It turned out that the person who made him half-dead was his lover. Song Xi sighed and asked the system to send him back to Zhao Rui's body.

After being sent back, he didn't wake up right away, and only woke up after being in a coma for a while. When Song Xi returned to this body, the pain flooded in like a tide. Although it was not as severe as before, it was still somewhat tormenting, and even his body sank. It's like being tied to a piece of iron.

As soon as he moved his fingers with great effort, the accompanying eunuchs rushed out to call for the imperial doctor, and after a long while, the room slowly quieted down.

Song Xi's ears were cleared, his eyes were closed tightly, but his consciousness was extremely clear. Not long after, footsteps sounded, and the deserted palace servant stood up abruptly, saluted bravely, "General."

Fu Mingyuan nodded lightly and said, "Back off."

The sound of panicked footsteps faded away, and the room became quiet again.

Song Xi felt that the other party stopped in front of the bed, did not move or speak much, just set his eyes on him and stared at him for a long time.

It was so long that Song Xi thought that the other party had already left, there was a rustling sound, and then, he put a pair of cold hands on his forehead, and his fingers were restless, rubbing them a few times and then fell on Song Xi's eyebrows.

Song Xi sniffed slightly from the wing of his nose, the scent of grass and trees mixed with water vapor, Fu Mingyuan was very close to him, and he didn't even dry his hair after washing.

He moved his brows laboriously, and his hands stopped for a moment and didn't move any more.

Before Song Xi could move again, Fu Mingyuan withdrew his hand and left in a hurry.

Song Xi lay here for a month, during which Fu Mingyuan never came again, and all his news was learned from the gossip palace population.

Fu Mingyuan sent a letter to Qi Guoxiu, and sent it back with the third prince who had his limbs broken.

The good son became a useless person who could only lie on the bed. The king of Qi State was furious and asked Zhao State to give an explanation.

Fu Mingyuan is not a fuel-efficient lamp either, since you want to explain it, that's fine, Mr. Zhao Guoguo was assassinated by the third prince and has not woken up yet, so you can give an explanation.

The ministers of the two countries were also furious, and Fu Mingyuan added fuel to the fire from time to time, and the war between the two countries began like this.

On the other hand, Zhou Guo couldn't sit still anymore. No matter which one wins, he will be the next one to suffer. He can fight, but he doesn't know who to fight; but if he helps, he can't guarantee that he will suffer. .

Zhou Guoguo is a mediocre and timid person. After delaying and delaying, the news that more than ten cities in Qi State were destroyed one after another spread outside.

Everyone turned pale with fright, over there Fu Mingyuan had already led his troops and entered the capital of Qi State with such force.

The king of Qi State did not surrender, and committed suicide on the city wall with his family.

Because Fu Mingyuan restrained his subordinates all the way, not to hurt innocent people, and ordinary people didn't have much resistance at all. The three kingdoms were originally one family many years ago, as long as they don't affect them, it doesn't matter whoever takes the seat.

On the contrary, there were some courtiers who were proud and brave, and died together with the king of Qi. For these people, Fu Mingyuan also sent people to bury them and erect a monument for them.

Fu Mingyuan used his soldiers like a god, and he regained the Qi Kingdom in just one month, and his reputation was immediately shaken.

Zhou Guoguo didn't want to die, so he brought his ministers down when he saw that the situation was not right, and begged for a prince.

Compared with the monarch of Qi, the behavior of the monarch of Zhou this time is really incompetent, which makes scholars all over the world feel ashamed.

However, Song Xi felt that this person was very smart. People don't live for power all their lives.

Fu Mingyuan won a complete victory, with a deterrent power, the Turkic people on the border are more at ease, and many small affiliated countries also surrendered, wishing to respect Zhao as their king.

When all the dust settled, half a year had passed, and Song Xi was sent back to the capital after waking up. He didn't care about the court affairs at all, and no one dared to treat him badly. It was a leisurely life.

On this day, the skinny little eunuch jumped into the emperor's bedroom, and when he got to the door, he began to yell: "Your Majesty! Great news!"

The little eunuch rushed straight to the ear room, where a man with a sickly pale complexion sat cross-legged on the couch in the ear room. It was evident that winter had just begun, and this man was already wearing a white fox fur coat. .

The little eunuch saluted, and looked over eagerly, "Your Majesty, why are you playing chess with yourself again! Is there a winner or loser like this?"

Song Xi was not in the mood to play chess anymore, and looked at the little eunuch amusedly, "Xiao Anzi, don't you have news?"

"Oh yes!" Xiao Anzi patted his head, annoyed, "Look at this servant's memory, Your Majesty, just now this servant found out that General Fu is coming back!"

Song Xi picked up the chess box to close the stall, and said flatly: "The world has been settled, so what's so strange about this?"

"But, but the slave heard about him..." Xiao Anzi held back for a long time without uttering a word, and looked at him with an uneasy face.

After all, he was only an 11-year-old child. When he was picked from the palace people, this child was only about the size of an eight or nine-year-old child. These days, Song Xi couldn't help but tugged at his face, and said, "What did you hear?" , I heard that when Fu Mingyuan comes back, he will kick me, the emperor, and take the throne by himself?"

Xiao Anzi stood up abruptly, patted his chest as if death was at home: "Slaves will protect Your Majesty!"

Song Xi raised his eyebrows: "Protect me? This General Fu is fighting on the battlefield. He beats you like a little chicken."

Xiao Anzi didn't give up: "How could it be! This servant's body is worth ten little chickens!"

Song Xi was amused by him, holding his belly and laughing so hard that he was out of breath, and coughed several times at the end of the laugh before giving up.

Xiao Anzi patted him on the back, pouted and muttered: "Your Majesty, you are teasing this servant again."

Song Xi regained his strength, and suddenly said: "Little Anzi, why don't I give you some money and let you go out of the palace."

Xiao Anzi shook his head: "I won't go, I will follow Your Majesty."

Song Xi couldn't help but want to tease him: "Follow me, what if I can't afford food in the future?"

Xiao Anzi said in a muffled voice: "If you can't eat, you can follow me. Your Majesty is so kind to the slaves, and he doesn't have any pretensions. Isn't it that those scholars are always talking about being poor and humble."

Song Xi looked at him amusedly, and said: "It's the poor and the humble that can't be moved, that's all right, go get me a pair of shoes and go to the garden."

Xiao Anzi rubbed his head and laughed foolishly: "Do you want the servant to arrange a soft sedan chair?"

Song Xi said: "No, just walk around."

Because of his poor health, Song Xi felt that there were too many people in the palace, so he was upset, so he sent many of them away, and only a few stayed in the palace. When he went out, he followed Xiao Anzi. Make him emperor.

The world is unified, and the name of the country is changed to Hao. The previous monarchs of those small countries were all made vassal kings, and they congratulated each other and handed over tributes every year.

Song Xi had long been prepared to abdicate to let the virtuous, and he didn't care about these things, and he didn't care about the eyes of those palace people. Xiao Anzi was also big-hearted, and didn't see the cold eyes of others to him at all, and he was still chattering What flowers have bloomed in the garden recently, and what has thanked.

Song Xi found a pavilion with a nice view, told Xiao Anzi to go back to get pastries and tea, and walked around the surroundings with Tang Pozi in his arms.

The pavilion is next to the lotus pond. In the early winter, there are not a few leaves in the lotus pond, but there is a pool of koi swimming happily.

There was nothing left and right, Song Xi returned to the pavilion, took out the unfinished script from his sleeve pocket, and read it with relish.

There is nothing interesting in this ancient time. Most of the story books are dog-blood love stories. Song Xi searched for a long time before he found some strange story books. It is quite interesting to read occasionally.

Looking at it, I was fascinated. I don't know when a plate of pastries was handed over. Song Xi didn't even look at it. He took a bite and put it back immediately with a frown. "Xiao Anzi, why is this made of bean paste?"

Xiao Anzi didn't make a sound, and changed another cup of pastry, this time it was red dates, neither of which tasted like Song Xi's.

Little Anzi wasn't so careless, Song Xi raised his head subconsciously, and met a frosty face, the man was holding a plate of pastries, and he was holding a sword.

It was only at this moment that Xiao Anzi's panicked voice sounded, "Who are you! Get away from Your Majesty!"

Fu Mingyuan ignored him, and saluted Song Xi: "How is Your Majesty?"

Song Xi pushed the pastry away, and said calmly: "Well, please trouble General Fu to remember."

Xiao Anzi came over with pastries and a teapot just in time to hear these words, his hands trembled in fright, and he almost dropped the tray.

Seeing him frightened, Song Xi asked casually, "Why have you been here for so long?"

Talking about this little Anzi, he became angry, "It's all because of those old monsters in the imperial dining room. The servants said they didn't have any cakes, but I sneaked in and saw that the cakes were all full! It's too much!"

Song Xi casually twisted a piece of pastry and said with a smile, "Then how did you get it?"

Xiao Anzi raised his chest and said proudly: "The slave blocked the door to prevent people from entering, and they didn't dare to send people to drive out the slave, so they had to obediently take out the cakes."

Song Xi smiled and shook his head, finished off one piece of pastry, put away the storybook and stuffed it back into his sleeve pocket, and was about to pick up the second piece, when Fu Mingyuan stood beside him and said abruptly: "Those slaves gave you a look?"

Song Xi didn't answer, "General Fu is looking for me, but what's the matter?"

Xiao Anzi next to him immediately concentrated and watched Fu Mingyuan's every move vigilantly.

Fu Mingyuan didn't bother with him, and said: "It's nothing, just take a look."

"Then General Fu, please do as you please. My little eunuch only prepares refreshments for one person, so I won't entertain General Fu." After Song Xi finished speaking, he covered his mouth and coughed lightly. Repeatedly.

Fu Mingyuan asked: "Do you need to teach the imperial physician?"

Song Xi refused, "No need, it's nothing serious."

Fu Mingyuan paused: "You are not in good health, so don't come out to blow air."

Song Xi was annoyed, and took the plate of bean paste cake that he bit into to the pool to break it up and feed it to the fish.

The fish he didn't like to eat, these fish ate happily, scrambling to grab food, stirring up a pool of clear water.

Fu Mingyuan's eyes darkened, and he said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, let's go back and rest."

"Are you bothered?" Song Xiyang dropped the empty plate with his hand, and the broken porcelain pieces flew around, "If you have something to say, just say it, if you want to be emperor, I can give it to you right now."

Fu Mingyuan stood still, letting the tiles bounce off his feet, and said: "Your Majesty was joking, I have no second thoughts."

Song Xi looked at him, his lips were black and blue, his eyes closed suddenly, and he fell limply towards the top of the debris.

Xiao Anzi was terrified, and ran over even rolling and crawling. Before he could touch anyone, he saw Song Xi being caught by both hands and directly pulled into his arms.

Fu Mingyuan picked him up and scolded Xiao Anzi in a cold voice: "Go pass on the imperial physician."

The author has something to say: it's late.