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

"This is the stem of the flower made from the tender pistil on the branch. The simmering water is the snow water on the pistil of the plum blossom." Lu Mingyuan took a sip of the tea, and leaned leisurely on the railing next to him, his phoenix eyes squint slightly.

"The second prince invited me here in the name of a noble concubine, but he didn't want to deceive me." Zhao Xueyang's tone was a little unhappy, "Besides, what's the rule of falsely passing on the will?"

"Haha, don't be angry, it's true that the concubine mother wanted to invite me to have dinner in the palace, but the emperor summoned him temporarily." He said, "Concubine mother specially asked me to treat you well."

Zhao Xi stood in front of the flowers on the side of the road, and there was a cold wind blowing from time to time, and the maid beside him didn't speak, except that he tried to take two steps to look at him, and stood silently the rest of the time.He stayed for a while and looked up at the sky boredly. When he looked up, he found that the already dark sky had no stars or moon, and the distant scenery merged with the vast night.

I'm afraid it's going to snow—he thought to himself.

There were footsteps, and in the quiet environment, the sound of soft-soled boots walking on the stone path could be clearly heard.He stopped beside Zhao Xi.

"Master Zhao?"

Zhao Xi lowered his head, and in front of him was a middle-aged servant who was dressed differently from him. He wore brown clothes with red embroidered patterns on the cuffs and front of the skirt, and a jade plaque and tassels on his waist, which seemed to be similar to

The head of the Internal Affairs Bureau on the first day was very similar, and it should be at the same level.

Zhao Xi didn't know what he was looking for, so he vaguely guessed, and bowed his hands: "My lord."

The servant nodded, and his attitude was quite gentle, "My master has an invitation, please come with me."

Zhao Xi thought that the imperial concubine and the second prince were both in the pavilion, and wondered who could take him away in Xiangluan Palace, and was about to refuse, but nodded helplessly to the shrewd eyes of the servant.

"My lord, please lead the way."

Zhao Xi followed all the way back, no matter how he got there, he was led back to the main hall of Xiangluan Palace in a short while.

At this moment, the imperial concubine who was supposed to be in the small pavilion was sitting gracefully and luxuriously arranging flowers at the head, and a golden hairpin for the evening, with exquisite makeup.

Zhao Xi came in ignorantly, saw him and immediately knelt down in fright: "See the imperial concubine empress, the slave and servant are ignorant and offended the empress, I hope the empress will forgive me!"

"It's nothing," the imperial concubine's voice was very soft, and she seemed to be soft-spoken when she spoke softly, but at this moment she was indeed dignified in front of her subordinates. "I ordered someone to bring you here."

"The servants are terrified and don't know what the imperial concubine has ordered."

"I heard that you suffered from brain disease since childhood?" the noble concubine asked.

Zhao Xi couldn't help laughing when he heard those two words, it probably meant that his brain was sick.He replied honestly: "What the imperial concubine said is indeed the truth."

"It'll be fine once you're in the new lord's womb." The imperial concubine obviously didn't believe her, her almond eyes narrowed slightly, and she immediately overflowed with majesty.

"This... I don't know myself." Zhao Xi made up, "I have always felt muddled, and suddenly one day my mind became clear. It's no different from usual."

The imperial concubine said: "Raise your head."

Zhao Xi raised his head, not daring to look at the other person's face, he just stared at her gorgeous dress.

Concubine Feng looked at him up and down, seeing his red lips, white teeth, long eyebrows and round eyes, she chuckled lightly, and then gave an incomprehensible admiration: "He looks passable... Do you know why I called you here?" "Slave, I don't know." Zhao Xi answered submissively, his knees hurt after kneeling for a while, but he didn't dare to move.

"I have checked your past, and it is very clean. For those who have struggled in the mud before, I know that it is normal to be grateful to your son." There was a bouquet of flowers on the table, and the imperial concubine picked up a camellia and inserted it into it. In the bottle, slowly adjust and observe while talking to him. "But in the final analysis, it is the head of the Internal Affairs Bureau who will help you, so don't be too hard-headed about some things."

"..." Zhao Xi thought about how to refuse her later so as not to be secretly executed.

"A dog is the most loyal animal, but even a dog knows who will give it more bones and meat. I'm talking about the whole thing. What do you want to say?"

"Slaves are terrified." Zhao Xi didn't dare to get on this huge thief ship easily, anyway, it would capsize in the future, so there is no need to play the role of a double agent right now.Nothing is more important than Zhao Xueyang's trust in him.

"I don't need you to do anything," the noble concubine was patient and persuasive: "You just need to help me make a talking eye. It's all about seeing the eldest prince and the eldest son in contact. Is it difficult? Bengong knows that the son is in the prime of his life at the moment, and it seems that he has a bright future by his side. But—”

The voice stopped abruptly, and Zhao Xi's heart skipped a beat, feeling like she was about to spoil the show.That's right, the emperor's thoughts are not secret, the imperial concubine is so swearing, and in the book, after Zhao Xueyang took refuge with the eldest prince, he often pushed the emperor.

"——In the future, the son will eventually leave the palace and return home. At that time, you, a servant, can you go with him? What future do you have in the palace?" The concubine continued the previous words, seemingly without contradiction.In addition, I added: "Surely your relationship is not just master and servant, right? You are serving the master with your youthful appearance, do you think about the future? Doing things for the palace, among other things, after the son leaves, he will serve you in the twelfth department." As a consul, there is nothing more secure than the power in your hands."

She saw Zhao Xi's dumbfounded appearance, completely different from the expected throbbing and struggling, and her complexion was a bit unkind.

The female officer who was serving at the side with a low sense of presence came up to him, looked down at him, and said coldly: "Your Majesty has said so much in person, don't be confused."

It is impossible to agree, Zhao Xi thought about whether to pretend to agree first, and go back and tell Zhao Xueyang to come to Mission: Impossible.But thinking about it, the imperial concubine and the second prince are not good at dealing with them, and the risk factor is very high when dealing with them.As for her benefits that seemed real but illusory before, they couldn't impress him at all.If it were someone else, it would be really tempting. After all, not everyone could have predicted that King Huaiyang, who is now in full swing, would end up like that in a few years.When the incident happened, Zhao Xueyang from the imperial palace was ordered to die directly, and all the palace people in Qiming Palace were killed. After all, the master was suspected of treason, and the family slaves were the latest group to be killed when the Jiu Clan was punished.

"Have you figured it out yet?" The female officer was brought by the imperial concubine from her natal family as a dowry. She has served the imperial concubine since she was a child, and has the absolute right to speak in Xiangluan Palace.

Zhao Xi was sweating anxiously on his forehead, the two gazes from above made him unable to move forward or retreat, and he couldn't think of any solution for a while.

"Slaves..."

The imperial concubine glanced at him, her patience was exhausted, and the flower juice stained her white fingertips red with force, and the red nails were particularly dazzling in color.

"I will give you time to think about it," she said calmly, but she looked at him coldly. "Your majesty is looking for a companion for his son. Tai Shi Ling Lord Ye's youngest son is at the right age. I will give you a chance. If you fail to do this, it will also show your attitude. Go on."

Zhao Xi hurriedly kowtowed: "Your maidservant will leave."

There was no one here when he came, and no one stopped him when he went out. Aunt Qiuyue wiped the injured flower juice for Concubine Feng with a handkerchief.

The imperial concubine thought for a while, and said: "I heard that there was a disobedient girl who is now working as an errand in Qiming Palace?"

"Yes, ma'am." Qiuyue said, "It's a girl named Ji Cai."

The imperial concubine pursed her red lips slightly, and raised her eyes slightly to look at Qiuyue.

The tacit understanding between master and servant for many years, Qiuyue naturally understood what she meant, nodded and said, "Your servant understands."

Here Zhao Xi came out of the palace, and the cold sweat on his body was instantly cooled by the wind, and he shivered tremendously, feeling that the two heavens of ice and fire were nothing more than that.

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