When the cannon fodder gets the golden finger [Transmigration Book]

Snowflakes like coarse salt fell on people's shoulders profusely, and turned into snow water and penetrated into the gaps in the fabric.

The thin body of the man standing in a daze in the snow trembled suddenly, his round eyes suddenly widened, and the pupils also dilated in a circle.

Zhao Xi's consciousness was still at the moment when he was hit by a car that rushed out suddenly, the pain had not yet struck, and the two royal blue car fronts were still printed in his pupils.

The darkness in front of him came faster than his body felt, and he didn't even feel any pain. However, the world in front of him suddenly changed. In front of him was an antique hall, and he was standing in the snowy yard. A middle-aged man in a dark brown palace suit with a fringe.He was pacing back and forth and saying what.

Zhao Xi's ear seemed to be still echoing the piercing sound of rushing over the asphalt road, his eyes had absorbed the surrounding environment, but his brain seemed to be crashed by a car and it was still restarting.

This is where?Am I not dead?what's the situation?With the return of consciousness, the moment of the car accident seemed to be so far away like a waking dream, making Zhao Xi suspect that it was not what happened just a few seconds ago.The various questions that followed made him jump nervously, and frowned in pain.

Wu Hai, the head of the Internal Affairs Bureau, was walking back and forth in front of him, and a round face with his head bowed in front of him was facing him, with a slightly distorted expression.He turned his head with complicated emotions, thinking that if time was short and there was no other manpower to choose from, this fool should just dump his Yexiang.

Today is New Year's Eve, and it was still early in the morning in the Great Zhou Palace, and the Twelve Divisions of the Third Bureau were so busy that they never touched the ground.The Bureau of Internal Affairs handles the annual decorations of the various palaces and the decorations in the palaces of ladies of all ranks. The servants and maids are so busy that they come and go in a hurry with the orders of the various palaces.

On the contrary, Wu Hai, the head of the Internal Affairs Bureau, took time out of his busy schedule and led a dozen tender-faced servants to stand in the yard.Things are talking ahead.

These are all selected by him to send to the prince of Huaiyang who is about to move into the Qiming Palace. Time is short, so he can only pick out some clever and eye-catching people from the extra people in each palace, and give them to them temporarily. They talked about the rules and sent them away.

Zhao Xi was an exception, he was a fool who worked in the idle labor department and was in charge of the miscellaneous things in the department, and he was the one who did all the work like pouring Yexiang.I didn't like it at first, but he has a pleasing face, naturally round face that loves to smile, and the round eyes are extraordinarily pure and clear. Wu Hai saw that it was a pity for this face to wash the excrement there, so he was moved by him for a moment. brought over.Seeing his dumbfounded appearance right now, I felt a little regretful, but I couldn't find anyone else for the time being.He can only turn a blind eye and close one eye, and what happens in the future depends entirely on his good fortune.

Little did he know that Zhao Xi was also sizing him up, his eyes were slithering to observe the current situation, even though his consciousness was out of tune with the present, his physical senses gave him a cautious sense of crisis.

"You guys, don't go to the new place..." The man's voice paused.Seeing Zhao Xi, he said angrily: "What are you looking at! Go to Qiming Palace and dare to look at the master like that, pay attention to your tricks!"

Zhao Xi quickly lowered his head.

Zhao Xi was actually a little confused, the reaction just now came from this body, as if he was afraid of the man in front of him.

Snowflakes fell on his shoulders, softly and coolly.Zhao Xi maintained the bent posture and looked at the toe of the shoe, thoughts surging in his mind.

He thought about it carefully. This situation seems to be that the soul traveled to a past dynasty after death. Just now he had a car accident on the way to work. The moment the car hit his body, he came here before he even had time to feel the pain. .This body is obviously much smaller than him, with slender limbs and a very immature voice. It seems to be a servant of the palace, but it is not known what dynasty it is.

He finally understood that he and a group of friends around him were going to serve the new master who moved into the palace, but after listening for a long time, he didn't hear who the master was. Then he followed the people around him to the palace where he was about to work - Qiming Palace.

Zhao Xi followed the others, memorizing the route carefully along the way, the Qiming Palace was big and grand, and someone had cleaned it long ago, but a lot of things that had just been bought hadn't been placed yet.This group of servants is responsible for the installation everywhere, and everyone is busy with the work assigned.

Zhao Xi followed the maids in the side room to sort out all kinds of mattresses and clothing, put them away by category, and then went to the warehouse to help carry all the things that needed to be put away.

When it was getting dark, it was time for meals. Originally, the servants would only cook some staple food in the kitchens of the palaces, but the master of Qiming Palace hadn't moved in yet, and the stove hadn't been fired yet, so someone had to go to the Imperial Food Bureau to pick up their meals. meal.

After a day of exhaustion, no one is willing to take this trip. In the end, the leg is no accident and it is Zhao Xi who runs.

Zhao Xi resisted the food box and walked back, there were still a few people on the way who could ask for directions, but now except for the faint floor lamp, there was no one on the huge palace road.With no one to ask for directions, he was rightfully lost.

Relying on his memory, he walked around on the road, gradually deviated from the main road, and the time was getting later and later. He didn't know where he had gone, and even smelled a ray of plum fragrance.

Walking along the fragrance of flowers, clumps of red plums are blooming in the snow, and the red shadows are flickering. Under the dim light of the floor lamp, it seems that they have strayed into a weird and confusing foreign land.There are faintly brilliant lights behind the layers of tree shadows, which become brighter as you go back, and there is even the sound of silk and bamboo music.

Thinking that he would finally meet a living person to ask for directions, he lifted the food box up and walked forward with heavy steps.

Turning the corner, it suddenly became clear, the road ahead was brightly lit, and the melted snow water on the road looked bright.Not far away is an extraordinary palace with gold bricks and jade tiles. A dozen guards with knives stand outside the palace. In front of the door are more than a dozen maidservants, holding palace lanterns in their hands to match the brilliant light in the store, like Can light up a night sky.

The lights illuminate the huge plaque above, and the inscription: Zhaoyang Hall

A sedan chair stopped in front of Zhaoyang Hall, surrounded by seven or eight palace officials.Even Zhao Xi, the idiot in his original body, knew that he couldn't rush to chat with people in this place, and only hid in the shadow of the plum tree next to him.

He watched with some curiosity as the sedan chair was opened by the maidservant, and a young man came out first. The young man was wearing a dark blue dress and a jade crown. His skin was as white as snow, his eyebrows were long and moist, and his lips were red.His face is a little immature, his stature is tall, and he already has the appearance of a heavenly man.Zhao Xi was slightly taken aback by the young man's appearance, he had never seen such a handsome and extravagant young man who was not fragile.

This is him

For the first time, I saw the unique demeanor of a child of a truly noble background, a real noble son.

Then came a couple in Chinese costumes. The woman was dressed in black and red Chinese clothes, with a beautiful appearance.The man has a handsome appearance and an extraordinary bearing, holding the right hand of the woman with one hand, and the two walk side by side.

The servant in front of the Chaoyang Hall knelt and saluted, and said in a loud voice: "The King of Huaiyang is holding Princess Huaiyang—the son of the Prince of Huaiyang has arrived—!"

There seemed to be a thread in his brain that was gently pulled, and Zhao Xi habitually covered his mouth with one hand.

The door of the hall opened, and a tall servant walked out, saluted and led them in.

The whole palace is brightly lit, and it is the most dazzling sight in the night of the imperial city.The maidservants on duty in Meiyuan could faintly hear the sound of silk and bamboo from the Chaoyang Hall, and the singing and dancing in the hall was even more peaceful, and the silk and bamboo were melodious.

Because it is a family banquet, male and female relatives are seated on the left and right.The emperor sat at the top, and on the left sat several concubines and princesses.right

The first one is Huaiyang Wang's family, and several princes are at the top.

Zhao Xueyang sat beside his mother, Princess Huaiyang, drinking fruit wine, his eyes seemed to rest on the dancers.The hall is warm, the air is filled with the aroma of fine wine, two cups of hot wine into the intestines, people are all comfortable and leisurely.

The emperor had been addicted to drinking and sex for many years, and he was a little fat in middle age. During the banquet, he kept condolences and rewards to the Huaiyang Wang family, and treated his children peacefully, as if he was a benevolent emperor.

Everything seems to be going well, King Huaiyang is honored and prosperous, and for many years, no one in the imperial court dares to underestimate his edge, even the emperor has to weigh three points.

Zhao Xueyang raised his head and drank a glass of fruit wine.The eldest prince on the right raised his glass and touched him with a smile, Zhao Xueyang smiled back and drank it down.

In fact, being recalled to Beijing this time, they already knew that the emperor had ulterior motives.The most important thing in the capital is the dignitaries. Even the relatives and relatives of the royal family living in the capital are reuniting with their families in their respective mansions at this moment. No matter what happens, they, the princes with different surnames, will not be able to come to the 'family banquet'.

The emperor asked them to return to Beijing for the new year on the grounds of reunion. They arrived in the imperial city yesterday in a hurry under the imperial decree. They rushed into the palace for a banquet today before they came to rectify and rest.

"How old is Xueyang this year? Is he still proficient in poetry and books?" During the banquet, the emperor asked like a kind elder.

Zhao Xueyang got up and bowed his hands in salute, "Return to the emperor, the minister is fourteen in spring; poetry and writing are acceptable."

"Since it's a family banquet, Yang'er doesn't need to be formal." The emperor waved his hand, motioning him to sit down and answer. "I see that you have already performed the crowning ceremony, do you have a sign?"

Princess Huaiyang had a hint of melancholy between her brows, and the hand placed under the table was tightly held by King Huaiyang.

"The coronation ceremony performed by the minister years ago, the inscriptions, and the heir sounds." Zhao Xueyang replied.

The emperor let out an 'oh' for some unknown reason, his thick eyebrows raised slightly. "'Go away and be good at self-reliance, don't let your heirs lose their voice'. Yihe really loves his son's heart!"

Yihe is the name of the king of Huaiyang. He was the emperor's companion when he was young, and he was called a monarch and his ministers in the next few decades. This title when he was young came from the mouth of the current monarch, and it brought something right and wrong. A sense of the past.The emperor probably also intended this.

The King of Huaiyang softened his gaze at the right time: "The child is naughty, because his mother spoils him, I just hope that the loving mother will not give birth to a child, and the emperor will laugh at him."

The emperor laughed heartily, "I can understand parents' love for their children. When I look at Xueyang and Sui'er, it's like how I and Yi were reconciled back then, like brothers." He looked at Zhao Xueyang and the eldest prince, and made a gesture of nostalgia. .

Sui'er is the nickname of the eldest prince Lu Sui, Zhao Xueyang's eyelids twitched, and he silently glanced at his father, who happened to be caught in the eyes of the surprised eldest prince after hearing this.

King Huaiyang was about to speak, when the noble concubine who was sitting opposite the emperor spoke at the right time: "The emperor is grateful for the old friendship, and the concubine just watched the crown prince chatting with Sui'er, why not—" She covered her mouth and nose with a handkerchief, her beautiful eyes Looking at the emperor, "stay in the palace for a while, and be a companion with Sui'er?"

Zhao Xueyang was blocked by her out-of-the-box words, and secretly scolded the noble concubine for being shameless, daring to say anything in order to please the emperor, just now he clearly didn't say a word with the eldest prince, and he insisted on saying 'we had a good time talking'.

The atmosphere was suddenly a little secretive, all the people present were smart, watching their hearts, and the eldest prince also vaguely noticed something, looked at the emperor's face, and watched the changes quietly.

"Your concubine is joking." The princess is about the same age as the concubine. Compared with the concubine who has been favored for many years, she is more beautiful but lacking in momentum. She said softly, "Xueyang was weak since she was a child. I am afraid that she would not be able to accept the north when she grew up in the south." water and soil."

After the song was over, the dancer slowly left the stage.The scene fell silent for a moment, and everyone in the harem, who was always the best at pondering the holy will, fell silent.

The emperor remained silent after the concubine spoke. At this time, he said to the king of Huaiyang: "The expenses in the palace are all good. I will not treat Yang'er badly. Sui'er and Yang'er have the deepest friendship when they are young. They have not seen each other for many years. See, stay with Sui'er as a companion. Can you rest assured that Yang'er will stay for a few more months?"

Zhao Xueyang came to Anjing when he was two or three years old because he invited the crown prince back to Beijing to thank him, but he can't remember clearly, where did the friendship come from?

It is nothing more than the emperor's growing suspicion in recent years.Far away from Anjing, Huaiyang is the real ruler of the entire south. The rich and fertile Huaiyang seems to be a land without soldiers, like a free and easy place, but it is the power that cannot be explored that makes the emperor worried.

When Huaiyang Wang's family came here, they figured out what the emperor's plan was. They said they would stay for a few months, but they actually used it as a hostage to contain Huaiyang. Zhao Xueyang never thought about going back when he came to Beijing.No matter how tough the attitude was, it was a matter of imperial decree, and the coronation ceremony was hurriedly performed in advance for him. With tears in his eyes, his mother took down the word "Siyin" to express that his parents missed him, a son who was alone in the deep palace without relatives.

After another period of silence, Wang Feng of Huaiyang closed his eyes slightly.

"The fragrance of lotus in Huaiyang in June, the scene of thousands of lotus blooming in full bloom is a must. This year's grand scene, I hope my son will not miss it."

The words were for Zhao Xueyang, but the compromise in the words was for the emperor.

Princess Huaiyang's round face was full of sadness, her lips were pale, and her complexion was a little unwell.