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

The largest restaurant in Anjing, Anyuelou, is located in the busiest street in the city. The building is higher than the surrounding ones. There are pedestrians coming and going downstairs. Standing upstairs, you can overlook the city gate along the south side; To the north, you can see the gate of the imperial palace and the glazed tiles with high and low heights.

This is often a place where literati and refined scholars like to hold poetry gatherings. Over time, it has become a trend and a good story that has been circulated.Almost every month, there will be a poetry meeting held here, and you can often meet romantic talents who are famous in Anjing.

Of course, this is not something that ordinary people can afford.

Zhao Xueyang likes to come here very much, so he booked a private room and asked for a pot of tea and a few refreshments.He listened to contemporary Confucian scholars and scholars swaying their pride, drinking and composing poems.Zhao Xi focused on eliminating refreshments.

They never showed up.

Luckily Hu Wenqing was busy with business recently and couldn't take care of him, so Zhao Xueyang escaped for a while, returned home and changed into a rather coquettish outfit, wearing jingle bells, took Zhao Xi into the Anyue Building, and went upstairs with a fan .

The guys in the store know that they are regular customers, and the regular customers who can come here are either rich or expensive, and they treat them very cautiously.

They were very attentive in the past, but when they saw them today, they hesitated to speak.Seeing Zhao Xueyang walking straight up, he followed behind and explained: "My lord, unfortunately, the entire second floor has been occupied today."

"Huh?" Zhao Xueyang squinted at him, "Is there another gathering, which one is so proud this time?"

After all, the stairs reach the second floor, and you can enter at the corner.He stood in front of the bead curtain, lifted part of the bead curtain with a folding fan and looked inside, and saw a group of luxuriously dressed people gathered inside.

He withdrew his hand and turned his head to look at the waiter: "Isn't it a gathering of Confucian scholars?"

Zhao Xi also caught a glimpse of the scene inside, but he didn't know much about it. Seeing that Zhao Xueyang didn't intend to go in, he said to Xiaoer: "Then go to the third floor."

The guy nodded quickly, "I'm really sorry, both of you, please follow me."

I went up to the third floor and explained to them, "The guests on the second floor are quite big, and the small ones don't dare to inquire about them, let alone offend them—the view here is good, and you can see the other side of the tower! How about it?"

The clerk led the way to a compartment, but Zhao Xueyang was noncommittal.Zhao Xi nodded: "Yes." He walked in.

"Still the old rules?" Seeing that they had no objections, the man went down.

There was no usual fun today, Zhao Xueyang thought about sitting for a while and then left.

After a while, a girl came over with refreshments and tea. Zhao Xi lay down by the window and looked outside, and sat back when he saw it.The tea here is delicious, all kinds of products are good, and the tea with good taste is also a signature.

"How long is that case going to be?" Zhao Xi watched Zhao Xueyang leaning back on his chair and dozing off.Ask while eating pastries.

Zhao Xueyang's eyes were wide open, and he got angry when he mentioned this. "It depends on when they make a move. Only by counting the crimes and punishing them can they make the most of this matter. After tossing for so long, they just ran away with them, hey."

In the past half month, he has indeed run too much, and he has lived a life of a nine-to-five civil servant.He didn't see each other every morning, and he came back very late. Zhao Xi felt a little strange after being face to face for such a long time.

"I originally wanted to meet someone today," Zhao Xueyang finally opened his eyes and licked his lips. "It looks like he won't be coming back."

"Why?" Zhao Xi asked.

"The people downstairs are indeed the hosts of important people, and the guests are all officials of the court. Just now I vaguely saw a familiar face, it seems to be Xu Wenchang who is beside King Rong."

Zhao Xi almost forgot who Xu Wenchang was. The details in the book were not so clear after a long time. Xu Wenchang seldom showed his face in recent years. appeared.As a result, he almost forgot about this character. He is Lu Yuanda's most capable assistant.

"Who do you want to see?"

Zhao Xueyang shook his head and remained silent.

Zhao Xi just asked casually, knowing that it might be inconvenient to speak, so he changed the subject. "Isn't it a bit ostentatious for them to have such a big party? It doesn't fit that image."

"The knife is used to kill a person, and it should come out when it is sharpened." Zhao Xueyang said casually.

No wonder the old man Xu sat in the lobby of Dali Temple like a Buddha, and he didn't see his ambition for so long.Zhao Xi knew that the plot was not surprising, but he couldn't help but marvel at Zhao Xueyang's insight, and his predictions on certain things were indeed accurate.

Footsteps suddenly came from the silent third floor, and finally stopped outside their door.

"No need to add water." Zhao Xi said.

The door was suddenly opened.

A figure appeared at the door, tall and slender, wearing a silk dress, combing a woman's hair bun, with a pale complexion.

"You—?" Zhao Xi looked at her in surprise.

Zhao Xueyang glanced slightly in the direction of the door, and turned his head expressionlessly.

Ji Cai closed the door with his backhand, and made a big gift to Zhao Xueyang. "It's too late."

"I told you not to reveal your identity as a last resort. Didn't you see those people below? What are you doing here?" Zhao Xueyang said coldly.

Ji Cai knelt in front of him, looked up at him, her face looked not very good, a little pale. "Your subordinate has something important to report, please allow your subordinate to finish speaking, but leave it to His Highness."

Zhao Xueyang finally sat up straight,

Looking at her for the first time: "Say."

Zhao Xi sat quietly, staring with wide eyes, turning his head away in embarrassment from Ji Cai's hesitant gaze.Thinking about whether to avoid it for a while, Zhao Xueyang frowned in displeasure, and said again:

"Say."

Ji Cai didn't dare to hesitate, and hurriedly bowed her head and said, "Last time you asked your subordinates to check the matter. It is true that King Jin is in contact with foreigners in private." She suddenly pulled out the hairpin on her head, opened it, and took out the stacked little paper. "I tore this from the correspondence between the King of Jin and the foreign race. I didn't dare to take the rest with me, so I hid it elsewhere."

"But Your Highness, slaves are useless. I found out about this from someone else." Ji Cai said dejectedly, "Last night a man in black came in and out of the palace and stole the letters, and the subordinates managed to get back only this one with great effort." .”

As a result, Zhao Xueyang looked at the fragment, it was a very small part, almost just the part that was greeted at the beginning.The above is Da Zhou's text, and I can't see any content for the time being.

To be able to enter and leave the palace and steal confidential documents, Zhao Xi reckoned that it was either the hero or the hero's younger brother Xu Wenchang.It's just that he didn't expect that Ji Cai is also a master, who can snatch things back from them without any injuries. He really underestimated her.

It seems that King Huaiyang's training is really comprehensive. Women can accomplish many things not only by their appearance, but also their skills are first-class.

"Understood, I already know at this time, what are you going to do next?" Zhao Xueyang stuffed the note into his waistband and asked: "You came to see me today, you must not be able to hide it, why don't you continue to return to Prince Jin's mansion?" Sample?"

Ji Cai suddenly kowtowed at him and bit her lip. "This subordinate dares to ask His Highness for something—"

"Let me guess," Zhao Xueyang interrupted her, his eyes became sharp, "You want me to take action, destroy those letters that were taken away, and save King Jin from this disaster?"

The body kneeling at his feet trembled a little. From Zhao Xi's point of view, her face was so pale that she seemed about to faint at any moment.

"In the past three years, there has been less and less news about you, and the useful information is even more perfunctory. You and I know the reason well. I miss you and have no ambiguity. I will not hold you accountable. I can't control Jin Wang. I will take care of it, and I will keep my promise when the time comes. You can do it yourself."

Ji Cai knelt, her thin body trembled, and kowtowed to him.

Zhao Xi looked a little pitiful. Despite Zhao Xueyang's status as a secret agent, Ji Cai still has feelings for the eldest prince no matter it is now or in the novel.Being jealous and framing the heroine is usually to make trouble for them, and there may be some reasons that come from the heart.

Watching Ji Cai go out slowly, the door is closed.Zhao Xi looked at Zhao Xueyang cautiously: "She seems to be in poor health, is she injured?"

"It seems to be." He replied, frowning, not knowing what he was thinking, with a serious expression.

Thinking of the ending of Ji Cai in the novel, Zhao Xi couldn't help sighing.

Hey, she did a lot of bad things to the heroine, and now she is not favored, and in the end it was because the heroine was sold out as a slave.This girl didn't end well.

"Hey, you just said you would keep your promise, what kind of promise?" He asked Zhao Xueyang.

[The author has something to say: I think the title of this book is too unrecognizable?Thinking about changing it, but I really can’t think of a name, so please help me think about it~ At that time, naming a name was more difficult than writing an outline, hey! 】