The entanglement between the cannon fodder and the scheming male protagonist[Transmigration Book]

He clipped the note into an unpainted picture album, and turned his head to look at the red sun that was about to be swallowed by the horizon in the distance.

It's fine to leave without saying goodbye, and let go of his paintings that have been working hard for several months. Jing Yuwei has such an awkward temper.

The real owner of the Eastern Palace was traveling, and the wolves, tigers, and leopards who had hidden bad intentions were at first wearing skins, but after confirming that Jing Yuwei had left Liangxi in a low-key manner, they gradually became unscrupulous.

Yu Yunge's injury healed very quickly, and after adding no miscellaneous tranquilizing herbs to the medicine, his spirit was surprisingly good at night.

Jiang Kai, who was nailed to the northeast corner of Guanyun Hall by him like an eagle, rubbed his stiff eyelids: "My lord, the people outside have been swept away."

The implication is that he can rest early, after all, his original plan was to see Qu Xian tomorrow.

Yes.

On the third day after Jing Yuwei left Liangxi, Yu Yunge finally remembered that there was someone waiting to meet outside the East Palace.

"Oh." Yu Yunge responded indifferently.

Jiang Kai stared at him suspiciously several times, confirming that he is his own son, and he was not replaced by Jing Yuwei's civet cat for the prince.

"Qu Xian reminded me several times, he said that Wulang Town still has something to do, so we can't stay here for too long."

"He's in such a hurry, why doesn't he come by himself? He has to wait hypocritically for me to come to the door."

Jiang Kai didn't know what kind of twists and turns these two people with the city at heart were playing, he was like holding a bamboo pole in the sky: "He said he was busy there."

Yu Yunge glanced at Jiang Kai with pity, thinking that this handsome young swordsman might not be able to escape the coiled silk hole of Qu Xian's spider spirit for the rest of his life.

"That's alright, because you are in a hurry to urge him, let's go find him now."

Jiang Kai, who didn't react for a while:?

The other Qu Xian, who also didn't react, put his messy chicken nest head on his head, with a gloomy face: "Yu Yunge, are you sick?"

Yu Yunge tasted the freshly soaked Biluochun, and slowly took a sip: "Aren't you in a hurry to see me?"

Qu Xian cursed, rubbed his tired face and pointed out the window: "Look at the sky outside."

Yu Yunge looked at it pretendingly: "Well, it's as dark as your face."

"When will you be able to be a person? Last night, I solved the troubles for the people who were placed elsewhere in the Xuanyun Building until late at night. It didn't take long after I just fell asleep." Qu Xian woke up while talking, "Who told you that I was in a hurry meet you?"

Yu Yunge didn't speak, and drifted towards Jiang Kai, who was dressed in black and had a cold face beside him, like winking.

Qu Xian took a deep breath, not wanting to waste time with him on the stick, and said straight to the point: "Yu Shuangze once haunted the small courtyard under the name of Jing Qianci."

Yu Yunge's interest in making jokes was gone: "Is he not here?"

"Not here." Qu Xian put on his coat, and very rudely took a cup of the tea he had just made, "I was checked by someone, and no one lived there for half a month."

The expected result has long been expected, but new doubts have emerged again.

Is it Jing Zhici who wants to arrest Yu Shuangze, or Jing Jiangling?

"Currently, I'm arranging people to search all the residences under the name of Jing Zhici, and try to find Yu Shuangze as soon as possible, so that you can escape from the mud pit of the East Palace." .

"What are you guilty of?"

"How can I have a guilty conscience? It should be your guilty conscience. I will do my best for you, and you won't even let anyone sleep peacefully."

"You and Jiang Kai have such a good relationship, didn't you hear him say that I have already lived in the East Palace Mud Pit Center?"

Qu Xian paused while drinking tea, he couldn't escape what was supposed to come, he wanted to smash the teacup in his hand, but he looked down to see that it was a famous utensil that Yu Yunge snatched back from other people's hands at a huge price, his heart ached Reluctant to part with it again, he looked up at Yu Yunge's piercing eyes, and he was discouraged.

This is like a harmful spirit who can see through people's hearts and really eat people to death.

"Let me ask you, do you really have a crush on Jing Yuwei?"

Yu Yunge had expected his straightforwardness, and the answer was very straightforward: "Almost."

"What's about the same?" Qu Xian jumped, "If you like it, you don't like it. If you don't like it, you don't like it. You give me about the same. Do you still want to see me bring a few large boxes of money to find him, Hao You can only see your feelings clearly when you throw it in front of him and force him to leave you?"

"That's a good idea, try it?"

Qu Xian almost lost his temper: "Who is not good for you, but you just have a crush on him. There are not enough good men in the country of Yan, so why don't you choose?"

"Yes, yes, the good ones are not as good-looking as him, and the good-looking ones are not as appealing to me as he is."

"Okay, okay, I don't want to hear you analyze your inner feelings, just a word, can he move?"

Yu Yunge really thought about it very seriously, if there is a place where Jing Yuwei needs to sacrifice a little bit, get a little injury or something.

No, he couldn't bear Jing Yuwei being hurt again, even if it was safe, that's why he would rather put himself in danger than put Jing Yuwei in danger when he was assassinated that day.

Qu Xian knew him so well that he could understand what he meant with just a fleeting frown.

"You're hopeless." Qu Xian said, "You've been fascinated by a blind beauty."

"He's neither blind nor disabled, don't just hear it." Yu Yunge justified his sweetheart's name.

"Before I said a few words, you protected me first." Qu Xian really wanted to beat him up in spite of Xuanyun Tower's rules, "Look at your talent, it's pitiful that you are rushing to be used by him."

Yu Yunge held the teacup worth thousands of gold, as if woken up by his scolding, hesitated: "In your opinion, I really like him?"

Qu Xian: "?"

Good guy, he thought Yu Yunge was going to say something, but ended up saying some useless nonsense.

Qu Xian didn't have the face to look at him, he really didn't want Xuanyun Building to fall into the hands of such a loving person, so he broke out the recently blocked news.

"The assassin who chased you down that day was from Canglai Mountain, but he came out of a farm on the outskirts of Liangxi. That farm was our focus for investigation, and we suspected that Yu Shuangze had lived there, and there were not only people from Jing Zhici in it. Unfortunately, that day there was also a royal guard who came from the royal court."

That is to say, it is not Jing Zhao, nor Jing Zhici, but Jing Jiangling that really wants to move Jing Yuwei.

why?

Yu Yunge frowned, was it because Jing Yuwei had been acting too much recently, making Jing Jiangling realize that the puppet who had been there for many years had the idea of ​​leaving, and beat him?

"That's not the point. The point is that Jing Xici threw the blame for the assassination on you." Qu Xian's tone was full of gloating, and he added another heavy hammer if he didn't think it was enough. Being targeted by Ning Yubai was also a trick of your precious sweetheart, and it made you take the blame."

Seeing this, Yu Yunge also showed a funny smile.

Qu Xian was stunned for a moment, wondering if he was stupefied by the blow: "Look at how ruthless he is, he's an out-and-out femme fatale, if you're really with him, maybe you'll be eaten to pieces."

"Young Master Quxian, I know you have admired me for a long time, and you are very upset to know that I like others. Even if you try so hard to slander him in front of me, it is impossible for me and you."

Qu Xian was furious, he couldn't bear to smash the teacup, but people can still smash it.

He picked up the apple in his hand and threw it over: "Shut up, you, I want to see you, I have to strangle people every day to live. Don't tell me what is not serious, you know what he did, and you still follow him ?”

Yu Yunge didn't speak.

Qu Xian looked at his quiet face for a moment, feeling uneasy for a moment, and wiped his face: "You really can't give up on him? I mentioned his dire situation back then, so I almost didn't say anything. Any wolf around me could chew on it just thinking about it." If he makes a small move, he will be retaliated against extremely viciously just like that day. What's more, he is also very dangerous, and he is not easy to treat people with sincerity. If you treat him with sincerity, he will reward you with a donkey liver and lungs , you are the one who is injured."

"Lord, please listen to my persuasion, find Yu Shuangze, and we will withdraw as soon as we should. You are really reluctant to sleep with him for a while. You can't get it or forget it. You get a beautiful body, maybe it will be fine." .”

Yu Yunge made him laugh: "I'm not that kind of person."

What kind of person did Qu Xian want to ask, but after thinking about it, forget it, the patience to persuade people from childhood to adulthood has run out.

"Forget it, I care so much about you, you have to blame yourself. There is something I have to tell you, he didn't feel good about putting you in the East Palace, you should pay more attention, don't be betrayed and help The number of people is money, so I am not such a naive host in Xuanyun Tower."

"I know."

Yu Yunge is not really a bad tempered person, he didn't know who was plotting before, but now he knows that he won't let it go.Even if it was Jing Yuwei, he would make the other party pay a small price.Whether the other party will treat him sincerely, they are clear.

"It's best if you know. In this case, let me tell you about Liangxi's recent situation and your sweetheart's intention to keep you in the East Palace. Do you want to listen?"

Yu Yunge smiled, "I don't listen to business in the middle of the night. Could it be that I came to see your sweet sleeping face?"

Qu Xian scolded his mother again, the person who was suddenly picked up tonight was extremely irritable, speaking with a gun and a stick, Yu Yunge asked a question, Qu Xian choked ten.

Jiang Kai, who was almost invisible in the darkness, heard his forehead twitch, and looked at Yu Yunge with sympathy.

It was just dawn outside the window, and the chickens in the common people's house not far away were crowing and crowing, causing Qu Xian's head to crack open, and he took a mouthful of herbal tea.

"That's about it. If there is any news, I will send the little bird over."

Yu Yunge, who hadn't closed his eyes all night, looked much more energetic than him, and there was no trace of staying up late on his face. Qu Xian was so jealous that he was going crazy, and said viciously, "You will allocate funds to me later."

"Huh?" Yu Yunge was pushing open the window to get a breath of fresh air, when he heard this, he turned around and was puzzled.

"I want to buy more bird's nest and red dates for supplementation." Qu Xian gritted his teeth, some people are really born beautiful, and nothing compares to them.

Yu Yunge's face was blurred by the drizzle blown by the east wind, he retreated a little later and said with a sullen smile, "I'll ask Jiang Kai to deliver it to you."

"That's about the same." Qu Xian walked up to him, looking at the pavilions and pavilions shrouded in the dark and misty sky.

The ground of Liangxi is not as flat as that of Shengge, the capital of Yan State. Except for the four central streets, which are flat and flat, the surrounding area is full of uneven cliff platforms.

All kinds of houses are built on the endless hill platforms. Living in a high-rise overlooking it, you don't have the taste of seeing all the small mountains.

It is not a good omen that the beautiful scenery that should be shrouded in the sun is shrouded in rain and fog that makes people feel bad.

Qu Xian took out a piece of beef jerky and chewed it: "When Jing Yuwei leaves, the balance is broken."

After getting a deeper understanding of Jing Yuwei's role in Liangxi's criss-crossing pros and cons, Yu Yunge felt the same and was so overwhelmed that he couldn't breathe.

"I'm still here. They won't go too far dog-eat-dog. I just hope that the small frictions will continue to a certain extent, so that they can really fight."

"You really want them to fight quickly. There is a very simple way."

Yu Yunge guessed what he was about to come up with, raised his hand to stop him: "It's not the time yet."

Qu Xian bit the beef jerky until it squeaked, as if venting his anger: "You just don't want him to get hurt."

"You know why bother to try?" Yu Yunge said, "I advise you to give up this idea as soon as possible."

"Damn, I got it right." Qu Xian said angrily, "Jing Yuwei is the evil concubine who made the king never come to court early. I should have had his deceiving face scratched!"

Yu Yunge thought about Jing Yuwei's face, and then pasted the word Yaofei on it, inexplicably felt that it was quite appropriate, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

Qu Xian next to him looked at him as if he was looking at a mentally retarded person.

The balance on Liangxi's side was on the verge of being broken, and the demon concubine who went to the south and was scolded was also in dire straits.

The drought in the south was worse than reported. The further south you go, the hotter you can feel. The crops in the farmland are so dry that they rattle when touched, and the cracks in the ground can hold a finger.

Jing Yuwei clapped the ashes in his hands and stood up, seeing the endless withered yellow in front of his eyes, and white smoke rose in a daze against the scorching sun.

It's too dry here.

"It's still more than 100 miles away from Dongping."

Jing Yuwei wiped his sweat with a silk scarf, feeling heavy. This is Yanghe City with the most abundant rain in previous years. Even minor droughts can survive with the help of Yanghe. What will Dongping do if he goes away to make a living?

Along the way, they encountered many ordinary people who had left their homes and went northward, and they could not help them. They could only send secret orders to town officials along the way, as many as they could take in.

They are all citizens of Nanchuan, so they cannot be left alone.

Zhe Liu could see the grief in his eyes, and felt uncomfortable: "I have had someone go and see, but there is no one in the nearby village."

"Keep going." Jing Yuwei got on his horse.

The news that the crown prince came to relieve the disaster spread like wildfire, and the huge battle was like a donkey. Jing Yuwei couldn't wait, so he left the large army and took Zheliu and six martial arts guards to go ahead. .

I also want to know that such a big battle is not for business. It is more about going out and taking two steps to let the people know that their prince cares about the people and is loved by the king.

Jing Jiangling didn't care about the results of the disaster relief, he just wanted to let Jing Yuwei go back after this trip and know not to have undue differences.

But Jing Jiangling didn't know that wolves couldn't raise pure-minded offspring.

Leaving the royal court and entering the East Palace, Jing Yuwei had many ways to win the freedom he wanted, such as getting a fake to replace him and accept kneeling with the army.

It is very difficult to see such a hot sun in the cold winter. As the evening approaches, the red sun still burns people warm.

Zheliu's back was drenched with sweat, and he followed Jing Yuwei on horseback along the Yanghe River, whose bottom was cracked like broken plates.

The river embankment is wide, and the vegetation on both sides is withered. The horse looked down for a long time, got a little gray, and snorted loudly.

Zhe Liu sneaked a peek at his highness, only to get a stern and silent profile, scratching his ears and scratching his cheeks, but he didn't think of a good start.

"Daoist Qingsang said a word when Gu Deng Wulang Mountain visited."

Zhe Liu didn't accompany him that trip, and regretted it afterwards, because he was blind and disabled there.

"He said that this year, Nanchuan is approaching the cold winter and there will be a national disaster that has never happened in a century, so Gu seizes the opportunity."

"Is that so?"

The folded willow swept from the bottom of the river to the lifeless distance, feeling impatient: "The price is too great."

"Yes." Jing Yuwei lost his mind, how many happy families will be taken away by this drought, "Gu asked if we could turn the crisis into safety."

Zhe Liu already knew the answer.

"The Taoists say that the heavens have their own way, and Gu can't fight against the will of heaven with the body of an ant. Besides, it's too late, let Gu obey the will of heaven."

"Your Highness, natural disasters and man-made disasters cannot be controlled."

There was only half of the red sun left, as if it had been bitten by a greedy person.

Jing Yuwei's unbearable grief disappeared: "Yes, I can't control it."

What he can do is obey God's will, after all, there is still someone in the East Palace waiting for him to go back to redeem the promise.

"Your Highness, take a rest tonight and leave tomorrow?" Zhe Liu asked, because they hadn't slept well for several days in order to hurry.

Jing Yuwei agreed.

A group of people chose a courtyard in the nearest uninhabited village to settle down. Even a bird would not want to fly over this place if it was said to be so dry.

After nightfall, I didn't even hear a sound. Someone was watching the night outside. In the house, Zheliu was sitting outside the screen, leaving Jing Yuwei alone inside.

During the day, I have seen too many tragic situations where God did not give me food, which disturbed me so much that I couldn't sleep.

Jing Yuwei was wrapped in fox fur and sat cross-legged on the bed, with a picture album spread out in front of him, staring at the familiar person on the first page.

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Jing Yuwei's diary.

The first day I left my wife, I missed him.