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

"This matter was originally promoted by the imperial concubine. In the final analysis, there is no serious harm to you or the fifth princess. She probably only wants to target the concubine Hui." Zhao Xizhuo wondered, tilting his head to read the letter. content.

"Wouldn't it be a coincidence that King Rong suddenly appeared?"

"Then..." Zhao Xueyang narrowed his eyes: "When will everyone know my whereabouts?"

Zhao Xi also suddenly thought of this, paused, and looked up to meet his eyes.

After hesitating for a while, he said uncertainly: "——we have eyes beside us?"

Zhao Xueyang sneered, "First, the imperial concubine knew my itinerary well. No matter how capable a woman in the deep palace is, she would not be able to do it. I'm afraid it's Lu Mingyuan's people. Then Lu Yuanda who arrived in time, this group of people - beside me It has become a hole and I don’t even know it!”

"It's all right," Zhao Xi patted his head. "I'll ask Zhao Yuan to come over and ask."

Zhao Yuan is the coachman who sent Zhao Xi back last time.In fact, it was a domestic servant sent by Huaiyang, who was bought by Zhao Xueyang disguised as a servant and given the surname Zhao.Do some miscellaneous things in the mansion, has martial arts, participates in everything, and is the most familiar with people.He is one of the most capable subordinates around him, and many things are handled by him.

Zhao Xi went to the stable and saw Zhao Yuan was scrubbing the horse in front of the stable, using the straw as a brush to scrub the horse.

"Zhao Yuan," he walked in and called out, "The prince is looking for you."

Zhao Yuan glanced at him, her dark and rough face was not conspicuous, but her eyes were bright. "Yes, I'll go right away." After saying that, he got up and threw the straw into the bucket, and came over.

Zhao Xi led people to the study, Zhao Xueyang sat on the head and questioned him carefully.

"The subordinate was negligent, and he didn't know that there were spies around him." Zhao Yuan listened to his analysis, and first knelt down to plead guilty.

Zhao Xueyang snorted and looked at him, "I guess the people around me are spies. Think about it, there is something wrong with someone."

"Subordinates think the same way," Zhao Yuan lowered her head and thought about it carefully. "The 'eyes' in various positions transmit information as usual, and there is nothing unusual. Please give your subordinates time to investigate."

"I don't know how long it's been. Remember to check the source and don't be fooled." Zhao Xueyang said indifferently.

"Yes."

"Go on, I'll give you two days."

"This subordinate will leave." Zhao Yuan clasped her fists and went out.

There were only two people left in the room, the doors and windows were closed, and the light was a little dim.Zhao Xueyang sat on the sandalwood chair at the top, one side of his face was in the shadows, and he was thinking about something with his head down.

Zhao Xi looked up at him, felt the inexplicable low air pressure around him, and sat in a daze without making a sound.

A curfew was ordered on the night of the New Year's Eve. When Haishi came, people were prohibited from traveling, and guards patrolled the streets to prevent idlers from appearing.The guards in the city are divided into three teams and patrol the streets in turn.

The full moon was shining brightly, and 20 guards wearing soft armor and armed with weapons disappeared at the end of the street. The lanterns in the restaurants and teahouses on the roadside were all extinguished, and only the cold white moonlight shone on the street.

A pitch-black wild cat jumped lightly from the tree to the top of the wall, and a pair of blue eyes inspected the two furtive figures in the corner.

Zhao Xi and Zhao Xueyang were dressed in coarse clothes, with two funny fake beards on their faces, hiding in the shadows and waiting for the patrolling guards to pass by.

Zhao Xi looked up at the cat, and thought its fur was so beautiful, it was jet black, and its eyes were blue.People left without noticing.

"Let's go." Zhao Xueyang looked left and right and was about to leave. When he turned around, he found that he was still staring at a cat, and took his hand and shook it.

Zhao Xi came back to his senses and hurriedly followed.The whole street was bare, and the two chose dark places to walk. After about a quarter of an hour, they knocked on the side door of Shangshu Mansion.

Zhao Xi pressed the code five times, the door was opened, and the housekeeper waited inside, "Our lord has been waiting for a long time, please."

Zhao Xueyang took Zhao Xi's hand and followed.

The mansions of the third-rank officials of the imperial court are of the most luxurious specifications. The yard twists and turns, passes through rockery and flowing water, and it takes a long time to walk on the path to the main courtyard.The master's room was pitch black, but a lonely room was lit with dim light.

The butler led them to the hut, stopped at the steps, and said to them: "My lord is inside, please."

Pushing open the door, the candlelight inside is dim, but the desk is bright.Minister of the Ministry of Rites must do what he said was sitting there, as if he had been waiting for them for a long time.

"Brother." Zhao Xueyang saluted first.

Zhao Xi then followed suit, "Master Shangshu, please be well."

"You don't need to be polite." Yan Bixing got up and gave Zhao Xueyang a little help. There were two cushions beside the table, obviously for them. "Please sit down."

After being seated, Zhao Xi sat down, poured tea for the two of them, and pretended to be obedient with his head bowed. "Your Majesty sent me a letter, and I have been waiting for you all the time. Did you find out when you came?" You must do what you say and sit upright.

"No one will find out, and Axi and I are hiding away, senior brother can rest assured." Zhao Xueyang said.

The two exchanged pleasantries for a while, exchanged information, kept their words and deeds, and drank a cup of tea to moisten their throats. "Feng Xuan invited me to a private gathering several times. I heard that he was very active and planning to do a big event. I had no intention of participating, so I shirked it all."

Feng Xuan is Prime Minister Feng, the father of Concubine Feng, a mainstay in the court, and Taifu Ji are the leaders of the two forces.The big event that he has to plan in the dark is afraid that it will be a bloodbath, no wonder he is unwilling to participate in the words and deeds.

Zhao Xi twitched his ears, lowered his head and looked at the floor with bright eyes—is it coming?At the turning point of the story, the Feng family pulled down King Jin and fell from the horse. Not long after Lu Mingyuan, the king of Ning, became proud, this handle fell into Lu Yuanda's hands. Is the climax of the later story coming?That being said, Zhao Xueyang didn't have much time to wait and see.

"Do you know what the plan is?" Zhao Xueyang didn't know this yet, and asked what he said.

Words must be done and he shook his head, no one refills after drinking the tea, "I don't know, the movement is very big, it seems to be directed at 'that'. The movement is not small, but I don't know the specifics, Fei After a lot of effort, I found out that someone secretly went to Jiangling in the south."

"When you said that, I remembered that there is a high-ranking adult with you in the temple with the First Prince. It was supported by the Ji family. When he was a servant, Jiangling sold private salt. This lord went to investigate. It was not supposed to be a matter of the Ministry of War, but it was an errand given by the Taifu. Later, with this achievement, the official position was further promoted to the third-rank Shangshu. If there was something tricky about what happened back then, it would undoubtedly give King Jin a Hit the hammer."

Words must be followed at night, when Li Dong went to Jiangling first, he was going to Beijing to take up his post, and a year later, the Minister of the Ministry of War resigned from his post and retired. It was not surprising that Li Dongxian took the position as the second in command of the Ministry of War, but he didn't know about it.

He nodded thoughtfully, "So that's how it is—the imperial court has repeatedly banned the sale of private salt, but the huge profits are not worth it. Almost every case of private salt has the secret support of the imperial court officials, and no one can escape. Six desires, maybe they really got the handle."

He picked up the teacup and raised his head, his mind became brighter. After all, he had nothing to do with himself, so he just watched the fire from the other side.

He forgot that there was no tea for a moment, and he looked at Zhao Xi who was lowering his head and didn't know what to think. "What is Xiao Xizi thinking? You are so engrossed that you won't even serve tea, right?"

He is a high-ranking official at any time. He was indeed a student of Mr. Nanping, Mr. Zhao Xueyang's teacher. The spy bought time, but he seemed to like teasing Zhao Xi.Later, after Zhao Xi found out his true identity, every time he met for something, he always liked to tease him from time to time.

Zhao Xi raised his head and refilled them with tea.

Zhao Xueyang frowned, thinking about something, didn't notice his abnormality for a while, but looked at him outside, and said strangely: "What's wrong with you, are you unhappy or have something on your mind? Why are you more serious than us?" ah?"

Hearing this, Zhao Xueyang turned to look at him, as if he really had something on his mind.

"Do you have any ideas?" He felt that Zhao Xi seemed to know something, so he asked.

Zhao Xi didn't know how credible it was to keep what he said, so he wanted to tell Zhao Xueyang all the details of this matter in private.He shook his head and said, "No."

Zhao Xueyang was even more worried, and touched his face, "What's the matter, are you uncomfortable? Sleepy?"

Zhao Xi frowned: "I didn't do it well, my legs are numb."

Words must be done: "..." Turned his head and drank tea by himself.

Zhao Xueyang didn't respond, and supported his arm to make him stand up and change his posture. "Sit down again."

"it is good."

Afterwards, the two continued to talk, Zhao Xi obediently remained silent.

"If possible, I hope senior brother can get in touch with the people over there a little bit." Zhao Xueyang looked at him earnestly.

Words must be done and pondered for a moment, "Of course it is possible, but what does the son want, is it just news, or what do you want me to do?"

"Naturally, you don't need to get involved too deeply. It's rare for senior brother to protect himself wisely. It's my fault to get involved in this matter." He explained, "It's just that I always feel that we know too little information about this matter. My identity is sensitive and it's inconvenient. , only to trouble you."

Hearing that there was no need to really get involved, he was relieved that words must be deeds, and his tone was much lighter.

"It doesn't matter. The master specifically asked me to assist you in Beijing. You are the eldest son but you are willing to bow your head and call me senior brother. Naturally, I will not refuse to do what I can."

"You and I are taught the principles of poetry and books by the same person, and they come from the same family. How can we talk about high or low status?" Zhao Xueyang waved his hand, "Don't say such things again."

After finishing speaking, he personally poured tea for him and pushed it in front of him with both hands. "Senior Brother Lao is responsible for this matter."

"It's nothing, thank you is enough." Yan Bixing took the cup, looked at Zhao Xi, and said, "It's really risky to meet like this. We use letters more often. No one knows my relationship with you. This is the biggest advantage right now." , be careful."

Zhao Xueyang nodded, got up and said: "Forget it. I'm really sorry for the trouble late at night. Today, Siyin will leave first."

Zhao Xi also quickly stood up and stood together.

Words must rise to see them off, standing barefoot on the floor. "Be careful on the road."

Zhao Xueyang put on his shoes, led Zhao Xi and quickly walked down the steps.

[The author has something to say: The pace of the story is about to speed up, and it is expected to finish around 20 words. I don’t know if I can finish it.

Let's owe it first...

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