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

When they arrived at the front yard, Zhao Xueyang asked Zhao Yuan to take the messenger down, probably to let him watch over him.

Zhao Xi watched the two walk away and entered the house.

Zhao Xueyang was looking for clothes in the closet, but he didn't see him.

"Do you want to change clothes?" Zhao Xi asked, "Aren't you waiting for the princess to arrive first?"

"I can't wait any longer. When people arrive in Anjing, the Emperor will know that he won't be able to leave." He took out a soap-colored riding suit with narrow sleeves around his waist.

He didn't know what to do, and wanted to persuade him, but the situation was urgent and there was no other way.

Standing on the side watching him changing clothes, looking depressed with downcast eyes.

Zhao Xueyang looked at him while straightening his cuffs, sullen, and couldn't help showing a not-so-bright smile.

"We are leaving, and today we can only meet my concubine mother. I want to take you to meet my relatives."

Zhao Xi raised his head in surprise, his eyes were bright. "Shall I go too?"

He nodded, "I wanted to keep you in Anjing, but I wanted to take you back to Huaiyang."

He always had a bad thought, as if it would be difficult to see each other once he left, he was afraid of leaving Zhao Xi alone in Anjing.

"Do I need to change clothes?" Zhao Xi asked nervously.

Zhao Xueyang looked at his suddenly brightened eyes, and a smile flashed in his eyes. "You wear light clothes, you don't need to change it, it's fine."

"But... okay." Zhao Xi struggled for a while, then lowered his head and stretched out his hand to see that it was all right.

It's just that he has a worry that he's not ashamed to say.The color of this dress is relatively dark, looking gray and old, thinking about seeing the princess, he wants to change into a bright colored dress to look better.

But he still didn't say anything out of concern that men would always struggle with what to wear and look like a bitch.

It was getting dark, and several caravans were walking slowly on the official road very close to Suiyang County, heading towards the town.

This is a caravan traveling from south to north, coming from Jiangling, and it is said that it is going to Anjing.Dazhou has a vast territory and abundant resources, and its agriculture and commerce are well developed. The imperial court attaches great importance to the development of commerce.Since the last generation of emperors, there have been many people engaged in business, and such caravans traveling to various places are not uncommon.

A caravan carrying three wagons of goods fell at the rear, with a coachman and a servant in the carriage ahead.The servant was tall and strong, taciturn, and other merchants were afraid of him, and almost never went up to talk to him.

Zhao Yuanshuo played the role of the groom, sitting on the shaft of the car and driving, his eyes were ancient and calm.He looked indifferently at the unhurried team in front of him.

A gentle yet majestic female voice suddenly came from inside the car, "Where are you now?"

"Returning to the master, we are approaching Suiyang, and we should be able to rest in the city tonight. After Suiyang is Anjing." He replied respectfully.

The carriage is very spacious, covered with cushions, patting puppet toys and eating.Princess Huaiyang sat inside with a maid, and the two-year-old twin was hugged and patted as if she was tired and drowsy at the moment.

The princess carefully placed the child in her arms on the soft cushion and covered his belly with a small blanket.Exhaling tiredly, he opened the curtain and looked outside.

It was already dark, but the torches had not been lit yet, and the lights of thousands of households and city gates could be seen in the distance.A team was tired after walking all day, and they were both tired and excited when they saw that they were about to rest.

Fearing unnecessary troubles on weekdays, the princess stayed in the car and rarely even opened the window to see the scenery. Now, taking advantage of the dim light, she relaxed her body and took a breath of fresh air.

"We don't rest, it's better to arrive tonight." Wang Hao said.

The air in the suburbs at night is very good. In addition to the sound of horseshoes and wheels, there are insects and birds chirping, and stars are twinkling in the dark blue night sky.

Zhao Xueyang and Zhao Xi rode horses all afternoon and arrived in Suiyang City at nightfall.

Horses are not allowed in the city, Zhao Xueyang leads the horses and walks on the quiet streets, the city-state is very close to Anjing, the curfew in Suiyang is not as strict, there are many people on the street at night, and there is also a special night market.

"Let's take a rest for the night first, and guess that mother will rest here." Zhao Xueyang said.Looking back at Zhao Xi.

"Are you hungry? Find an inn first."

"Yeah." Zhao Xi felt that he was not weak, but after riding a horse for several hours, his body was a bit unbearable, his spine was a little sore, and his waist hurt.It is estimated that it will be more uncomfortable to wake up tomorrow after sleeping.

They chose an inn with a better business, and it seemed that they had just arrived here. Dozens of people ate and drank in the lobby on the first floor. The noise was loud and it looked very lively.

The two led the horse over, and Xiao Er hurried over to say hello.

"Are the two staying in the hotel? There are just two upper rooms left."

Zhao Xueyang looked around inside, as if looking for something, handed the rein to Xiao Er, without saying a word.

"What a coincidence," Zhao Xi said with a smile. "Then give it to us, remember to feed the horse."

"Okay, please come in!"

Most of the people inside were dressed in bunts and servants, and there were also a few well-dressed people with gold and silver jewelry sitting at a table.All men.

They went in through the door, and someone glanced at them, their eyes were mostly curious, and they looked away.

Zhao Xueyang searched the room carefully for a while, scanning every face, but did not see any familiar ones.Just as I was about to find a seat to sit down, I saw two men carrying a lot of food and drink to go out. When I met them at the door, I took a second look at them.

Zhao Xueyang watched them walk into the darkness, with red lanterns hanging on the street, and shadowy figures.

"Guest officer, do you want something to eat?" Seeing that the two of them were at the door, they didn't understand, so they hurriedly greeted them.

Zhao Xi looked at him silently.

Zhao Xueyang suddenly withdrew his gaze, and said to Xiao Er: "Don't be in a hurry, the room is reserved, I will come back later."

After finishing speaking, he took a step and went out.

Zhao Xi hurriedly followed.Xiao Er was puzzled, and as soon as he uttered a voice in the back to persuade them to stay, he saw them running away.

Those two people had already gone far away, Zhao Xueyang chased along the direction for a while, and came to the open space at the gate of the city.A caravan of about twenty people stopped there, repairing and eating.

Zhao Xi caught up panting, seeing this scene was a bit strange, "Is this just—"

"Who's there?" Youren found them, it was too dark to see their faces clearly, and saw two men standing in the darkness.

The man sitting in the carriage eating bread and drinking water jumped out of the carriage and took two steps forward.

"Is it the prince?" He asked with a firm tone. "Vice General Yuan Shuo." Zhao Xueyang's voice trembled.

The crowd seemed to be silent for a moment, followed by a small murmur,

"My son——is my son."

"The son is here."

"Princess! Concubine, the prince is here—"

The curtain of the car was not opened, and it could be seen that he was in a hurry. A figure came out from inside, with his hair coiled and pearl flowers on his head.

She looked at this side and asked nervously, "Is it Xueyang?"

"Mother concubine!"

It was rare for Zhao Xueyang to lose his sense of proportion, as if he was in a dream from the very beginning.Hearing this familiar call, he ran over immediately.

The princess was in the car and was supported by Zhao Xueyang.Looking at his son's mature and rigid facial features by the moonlight, he stroked his face with both hands, which made him tremble a little.

"Mother......"

"Grow up, like your father." The princess said, tears welling up in her eyes.

Zhao Xueyang showed a smile, which Zhao Xi had never seen before, like a naive child, who was clearly taller than the princess, but half kneeled down and turned his face up, eyes full of admiration.

The concubine helped him up, as if she wanted to pay back all the points of the past few years, and kept looking at him.

"It's tall, about the same as your father," she murmured, "Have you ever been sick and homesick in the palace? Do they know your taste?"

Zhao Xueyang answered them one by one, and stood obediently, letting her mother fiddle with them.

Zhao Xi walked in slowly, and stood with the casual servant, quietly watching the reunion of mother and child.The servants around him were quite curious about his identity, and their scrutinizing eyes fell on him from time to time.

"Mother, I brought someone here this time." Zhao Xueyang gently wiped away the tears from the corners of Wang Hao's eyes, bent down to look at her, and said embarrassedly.

Seeing her son's sudden shy reaction, the princess guessed something. "What about the child?"

Zhao Xueyang looked back, saw the familiar figure in the servant team, and smiled.

"Wen'er, light the candle—I'll go to the car first, and you can bring him here to show me."

After all, it was the first time they met, so it was really inappropriate to have a black light. The princess asked the maid in the car to light the lamp, and went in and sat down, and the maid withdrew.

Seeing Zhao Xueyang walking towards him, Zhao Xi suddenly became nervous and his throat tightened.

He walked up to him, and the servants beside him quickly saluted. "Mother wants to see you, come here."

He gently took his hand and walked forward.

Zhao Xi swallowed, his limbs seemed to be trembling slightly.He's never been so nervous.

Zhao Xueyang mentioned him in a letter a long time ago, and even entrusted him with a lowly status, asking the prince and concubine to adopt him as a godson, even if he came to the palace, he would be a legitimate young master.However, he was originally an eunuch, and his body parts were missing. In ancient times, he was really disgusting.

I don't know if the princess will like him, just like

It's like meeting parents for the first time, and the anxiety is indescribable.

Zhao Xueyang felt his nervousness, took his hand and gently squeezed it comfortingly.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Zhao Xi wanted to pretend to be calm, but trembled every time he uttered a sound.

"Good~"

“…”

Zhao Xueyang went up first, then pinched his waist and lifted him up.

Candles were lit inside the car, which was very bright, and there were many and complicated facilities inside. There were many toys such as puppet tigers and piglets. A woman sat there dignifiedly, looking at them.

When Zhao Xi first came here, he saw the princess once from a distance. He had a little impression of the princess's astonishing appearance. Now that he looked closely, he felt that the woman who gave Zhao Xueyan the appearance gene was really beautiful, with gentle eyebrows and eyes. Lost dignity.Sitting there is like a white jade Bodhisattva statue.

"Zhao Xi has seen the concubine." He didn't dare to look any further, he hurriedly knelt down and saluted.

"Get up." Wang Hao's voice was pleasant, she said softly, "Get up and sit down, let me see you."

Zhao Xi climbed up with the same hands and feet, Zhao Xueyang sat on the cushion beside him, and pulled him to sit beside him.

"Your name is Zhao Xi?"

"Yes."

"It's also fate," the princess smiled. "Xueyang has mentioned you many times. We have wanted to meet you for a long time. Seeing is better than hearing a hundred times. You are a good boy--you are so handsome."

Zhao Xi felt his face was a little hot, more than a little, his head was almost ripe.

"Yes, yes——thank you, Princess Xie, for your compliment."

Zhao Xueyang was next to him, and the two of them sat very tightly. He stroked his waist slowly with one hand along the back, to relieve his tension.

The princess saw his nervousness, asked him for a few hours, and said a few words to him.He took out a small rosewood box from the dark compartment on the carriage behind him.

Zhao Xueyang looked at the box and laughed.

[The author has something to say: I almost can't write the part about meeting my parents.

When I write the outline of each book, I create it according to my heart. I always treat my books as cubs, and the cannon fodder is the second cub.

But I found that I am a little bit powerless recently, and the story keeps getting stuck.I know that it is even more irresponsible to the readers, but I feel even more irresponsible to write down dryly and complete the [-]-word content like a task, hey.

I don't have many plots left for this book. I guess it will end this month, and I won't write a novel for the next one. I want to write a short story to express my inspiration.

Thank you verdentk little angel and weeping nene for your continuous support. Looking at the record in the background, it is almost that you have supported me from beginning to end.Woooooooooooo so touched.

I may start a new article in the past two days, and rewrite the cookie, and I can't guarantee that I am really sorry on the cannon fodder day, but I will seriously finish him.

Next time I will write a long article before posting it. 】