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

Zhao Xueyang saw him, and the two looked at each other, the maid immediately lowered her head, her ears were stained with crimson.

She blessed her body and said: "This servant has seen the prince."

This maid, Zhao Xueyang, didn't have much impression, but the other party blurted out that he called him the son, so he should know him.But he didn't think much about it, maybe he knew about King Rong's invitation and guessed his identity.

He nodded slightly in response, and asked casually, "Is the princess still okay?"

"Hui Shizi, Zuo didn't pay attention to eating something cold at night, and now he has stabilized his pregnancy."

"That's good." Zhao Xueyang nodded, not wanting to say more.Seeing this, the servant girl bowed and took her leave, leaving him to sit and wait alone.

The butler quickly came out of the yard, and confessed his crime with a smile on his face.

"Your Majesty has been waiting for a long time, this old slave will go and order the horses to be prepared."

Zhao Xueyang was driving around the city in the carriage of Prince Rong's Mansion. Even though the common people were used to seeing officials and their families, they still couldn't help but look here inquiringly.Zhao Xueyang sat steadily in the car along the way, but he was worried about the mother, concubine and younger siblings in the palace.

The security inside and outside the palace is tight now, and the news cannot be spread. He can't believe what King Rong said. Now that King Ning knows what's going on here, he doesn't know what will happen. He still has to find a way to enter the palace to have a look.

This is back to the world

On the second day, the servants were relieved to see him come back, and the cook hurried back to the backyard: "His Royal Highness must be hungry, this servant has finished making the noodle soup, so don't worry about eating."

Zhao Xueyang didn't sleep all night, and he was still able to hold his mind when he was outside. Now that he returned home, he was completely relaxed, exhausted, and went back to the hall first.

"Your Majesty," Zhao Yuan stepped forward, and there was no one around, he whispered in his ear, "There is a message from the palace that the Empress Dowager is concerned about the abolition of Princess Jin, and intends to take her back to the palace to have a baby."

After Zhao Yuan finished speaking, she quietly stood aside, looking down at him.

Zhao Xueyang nodded, now the palace should be ruled by Concubine Feng or Royal Concubine Hui, but no matter how powerful these two are, they can't influence the Queen Mother's decision.After all, the queen mother is a member of the Ji family. Even if the abolished King Jin has no hope of competing for the heir, the Ji family will not have any major difficulties with her.

Princess Minglan was brought up by her, and she is also a niece and niece. She has royal blood in her belly, and to put it bluntly, it is the last hope of the Ji family.The Ji family is now desperate.

If the news is true, her old man should be preparing to bring her into the palace now.And this will also be the best time to inquire about the news in the palace.

A huge independent small yard, next to each kitchen.There are chimneys at intervals on the roof, with white smoke steaming from them.The gate of the yard is open, and you can see the scene of feasting and feasting outside, and the soft and noisy voices come in, but they can't disturb the people working in the kitchen.

With a sound of "stab--", a basket of green vegetables was thrown into the hot oil, and the oil splashed everywhere.

Zhao Xi came in with a bundle of firewood and hid behind him.

"What a coward!" The cook was a man over half a century old. He looked short and fat, with fair skin. He might have worked in the kitchen all year round, and his face was often greasy.Shirtless, he picked up his apron and wiped the sweat from his forehead.Seeing Zhao Xi's shrunken face, he sneered.

Zhao Xi laughed all over, and put the firewood next to the living hole when there was no oil star.

The kitchen is hardly the place to be this month.The place is small and stuffy, because the brothel guests do not have a set time for three meals, guests can order food at any time, and the stove is always hot.Anytime, anywhere, just standing at the door is hot.

This is still their side, the dim sum kitchen next door is always steaming, there is a steamer in the pot to steam pastries, and the kitchen outside is a steamer, steaming people!

Zhao Xi is just a handyman, not qualified enough to turn the spoon, he only chooses one dish, and when he runs out of firewood, he goes to bundle firewood.After putting away the firewood, he rolled up his sleeves—he was afraid of scratching his hands when he was holding the firewood, so he lowered his sleeves to cover them.Take the cattail fan on the side to fan the wind, and stand in a good position, so that he and the cook can enjoy the wind.

This way they felt better temporarily, but it was so hot that their hands were almost broken, and the wind from the fan seemed to be warm, but it was better than nothing.

He has been here for two days. It is no exaggeration to say that Zhao Xi has been pampered by Zhao Xueyang's side all these years, and he has never suffered such hardship.Fortunately, he has strong adaptability, so he is not miserable.It's just that I often worry about the situation outside, worrying about Zhao Xueyang.

After a long day, the brothel had to thank the guests as soon as it got dark.Cook the girls a meal and go home.Zhao Xi's body was drenched with sweat, his shirt was shirtless, and some muscle lines could be faintly seen on his whitewashed arms.The real hair is different from the wigs in TV dramas. Even though it is tied up, there will still be broken hairs on the back of the neck and forehead, and it will stick to the skin when sweating, which is very itchy.

The cooks didn't go out of the front hall, and walked out of the brothel along the path around the edge. They were all big and three thick men, and they had a lot of strength in chopping firewood. All of them are fair and strong.

At this time, there will be girls watching them upstairs, and there are many girls standing on the plank road, chirping and laughing at them.Bisheng Zhao Xi is the most pleasing to the eye, looking at Bai Shengsheng's youthfulness, he is often teased.

Zhao Xi was forced to hang up a few more sachets and handkerchiefs when he went out this time, ignoring the teasing eyes of his companions and saying goodbye to them.

"Where are you going if you don't go back?" The person who spoke was very ordinary-looking, he was the cook who kept the fire in the kitchen, and he was not in the same kitchen as Zhao Xi.This person is also a spy, Zhao Xueyang arranged to come and take him with him.

At this time, the sun had already set, the light was dim, and the sky was already blue.The shops are closed, and there are only a few people on the street, all of whom live here.With a smile on Zhao Xi's face, he returned: "I want to see if there is any roast goose for sale, but today I suddenly think that I can't."

Everyone nodded, they were not familiar with each other at first, and they parted ways after greeting.Seeing that he was young, he kindly reminded him: "It's getting late, go back early after shopping, the curfew is strict during this time."

Only the spy who led him frowned, as if he didn't agree, but he still didn't say anything.

After they parted, Zhao Xi stood there hesitating for a while, he didn't want to do anything, he just wanted to stay outside for a while, thinking of ways to get news in case there was any news.Li Yun's house lived too far away, almost on the edge of the city, so he didn't even know what happened at night.

It's just wandering around so rashly, what if someone sees it, after all, he is often by Zhao Xueyang's side, and this face is still very recognizable.

After all, afraid of causing unnecessary trouble to Zhao Xueyang, Zhao Xi suppressed his eagerness to move, followed the path of memory, bought a roast goose and carried it home.

Zhao Yun's home was in a small alley on the east edge of the city. Zhao Xi had just entered the house with a roast goose. There was no light in the house, and it was very quiet. You could faintly hear the children next door making noise behind a wall.

His nerves tensed instantly, facing the dark room in front of him, it seemed that there was something invisible inside that was watching him.

The heartbeat in the room was loud, but the breathing became lighter and lighter. Zhao Xi turned his back to the door, clutching the door bolt tightly, holding his breath to feel another steady breathing sound not far away.

The aroma of roast goose lingered at the tip of his nose, but it didn't distract him.

There was movement in the darkness, and soon, there was a soft gasp: "Huh—"

There was a light fire in the room, and a familiar person sat on a stool not far away.

Zhao Xi's body relaxed, and the yellow fire light shone amazingly bright in his eyes. "Zhao Yuan?!"

Zhao Yuan sat there, still dressed in the usual coarse and short brown, with her legs crossed on the chair, and smiled at him.

"The situation has changed, Shizi ordered me to pick you up."

Zhao Xi walked with the roast goose and sat on the other side. Zhao Yuan was Zhao Xueyang's closest subordinate, so Zhao Xi certainly did not doubt that he was there.

"The roast goose is a bit cold," he said, finding a large bowl in the cupboard and putting the roast goose in it.Turn around and ask him: "Then when shall we leave? When will the real Li Yun come back?"

"You don't have to worry about that," he said. "I'll just pass on a message that you will find a way to come back by yourself in the middle of the night."

Zhao Xi: "Then you..."

Zhao Yuan said: "I have other tasks, and the two of us are not as convenient as one." Saying this, she got up and walked outside.

He is very skilled, and the sound of footsteps while walking is almost negligible. Only then did Zhao Xi realize it belatedly. With Zhao Yuan's skill, as long as he didn't want to, or covered up a little, it was impossible for him to hear him before. Movement, not to mention such a loud breathing sound that he could detect it!

Zhao Yuan seemed to have sensed something, walked to the door and turned around to meet his round, inquisitive eyes, smiled unapologetically, "I'm sorry for scaring you." Then she turned around and left.

Zhao Xi didn't see clearly whether he was walking out or on the roof.

The co-author deliberately teased him!