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

It was an accidental work brought back by Zheliu who bought a book of stories.

The content is rich and exciting, most of which are not in-class descriptions, and if it is spread, people will point their noses and scold them for three days and three nights, but Jing Yuwei can't put it down when he sees it at first sight, and always reads it in his free time.

Zhe Liu had reason to suspect that his repeated checking was for the Crown Princess.

Before waiting for another letter from Yu Yunge, Zhe Liu had an absurd intuition that he would come back.

That is not a person who likes the new and dislikes the old, even if he is famous, but after getting in touch with him, Zhe Liu thinks it is a rumor.

"Then His Highness is going to rest in the mansion for a few days?"

"Of course not." Jing Yuwei turned another page, with a faint smile on his lips, in a good mood, "I'm going to go for a walk in the countryside."

If he really stayed in the Eastern Palace, how would he give Jing Xi a chance to resign?

It doesn't matter whether it's the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice, or his East Palace where the door is closed to thank guests.

For Jing Zhici, it might not be a difficult place to get into, but what is difficult is meeting him.

He believed that since Jing Xici reconnected with Qian Hai in Dongping City, whom he deliberately left behind to deliver the news, there must be many things he wanted to ask face to face.

Including Jing Zhao, Jia Ying couldn't resist the strategic interrogation he left behind in conjunction with Yu Yunge, and what he confessed was also very interesting.

When Jing Zhao finds out the inside story, he will come to the door impatiently.

At this time, Jing Yuwei became malicious again. If the two came to the door at the same time, what kind of difficult scene would it be?

Before leaving Liangxi in the morning, when they got together, Jing Zhao still had a lot of trust in Jing Zhici.

In less than two months, the world has been turned upside down.

Really curious.

This curiosity didn't last long. On the third day when Jing Yuwei wandered around the countryside with his sick body, Jing Xici first came to him.

On the southeast side of the outskirts of Liangxi, there is a temple that is said to be very effective in praying for peace.

The sky is freezing, the wind and snow are present, and there is no way to stop it.

Today is a rare day when the sky is clear and cloudless. Walking on the mountain road dotted with green trees, I was not damaged by the bitter cold wind.

Jing Qianci walked all the way without seeing anyone, until he reached the gazebo for more than ten steps, when he was blocked by Zheliu.

"Bold, open your dog eyes to see who this is?" Jin Gui, the person next to Jing Xici, was used to it, and opened his mouth to scold him.

Zheliu didn't even blink, and blocked people's arms continued to be raised.

The voice was not low, and His Royal Highness in the gazebo a few steps away could definitely hear it. Since he knew it, he didn't stop it, the meaning was obvious.

Now he is asking for help, so he can't put his attitude so high.

Jing Xici patted the arm of the entourage: "You wait here."

Jing Yuwei made it clear that he just let him go on his body. There is nothing terrible about it. There are some things that are really difficult to talk about with others.

The entourage retreated to the side angrily, watching Jing Xici walk up step by step.Seeing Zhe Liu withdrew his hand and stood aside, he frowned in disgust and muttered, "Take the chicken feather as an arrow."

These words happened to fall into Zheliu's ears, Zheliu glanced at him lightly, and sneered inwardly, after today, can you even talk about getting chicken feathers!

When the weather in the suburbs is good, even climbing to the top of the mountain and entering the empty pavilion, the breath is filled with fresh herbs and trees.

Jing Xici stopped to the left of Jing Yuwei, and the fragrance of grasses and trees immediately took on a faint scent of aloes.

This smell awakens the scene in the depths of Jing Xici's memory that he doesn't want to recall. Once upon a time, he begged Jing Jiangling to give him some agarwood, but his mind was broken by some words. To this day, he still can't forget the look Jing Jiangling looked at him at that time , as if saying that you are not worthy.

It is indeed unworthy. Throughout the ages, the best agarwood from the royal family can only be used by the prince of the East Palace who has been declared to the world.

If he wanted to use agarwood, he had to be the prince first.

Just because he couldn't become a prince and couldn't use agarwood, he has been obsessed with incense that tastes similar to agarwood over the years.

Under the influence of long years, he became obsessed with Chen Xiang and the crown prince.

At this time, the person who is temporarily occupying the position of prince is beside him, and an absurd idea popped up in his mind, if he pushes Jing Yuwei down here, and then kills Zhe Liu, will he be able to fulfill his long-cherished wish?

"Brother Wang, put it down." Jing Yuwei's voice was slightly hoarse, and he knew that he was not feeling well again.

Jing Xici almost watched him grow up, and remembered when and when he fell ill every year like the four seasons of the year.

"Brother Wang has a place that is very suitable for His Highness to recuperate."

Jing Yuwei laughed softly.

He has never shown his emotions in front of Jing Zhici and others, and his smile is rare, let alone a smile that is as sensual as it is now.

Jing Xici looked at him like he was wary of a fickle tyrant.

"Brother Wang, why do you look at Gu like this?" Jing Yuwei's smile did not change, and there was a touch of disdain in his eyes, "You don't think Gu should be like this?"

After all, Jing Xici was old and used to seeing strong winds and waves, his expression changed very quickly: "I was surprised that His Highness went to Dongping City, as if he was a different person."

Jing Yuwei's voice was indifferent, returning to the past: "It has changed a lot."

"Oh? I heard people say that His Highness handled the drought very well, and the people of Dongping City's generation are full of praise. Severely punish the Dongping City magistrate who cheated and treated harshly, and directly dispatch border guards to assist in defense."

Jing Xici took the surrounding situation into his eyes, there were only a few people, and he became more and more sure that it was not a coincidence that he could find Jing Yuwei here today.

"I didn't expect Brother Wang to know what happened thousands of miles away when Gu just returned to Liangxi." Jing Yuwei didn't deny it, "I just want to apologize to Brother Wang. The person who really guards the people of Dongping City is not Gu."

Jing Qianci didn't believe it: "Then His Royal Highness is lucky, there will be noble people to help you as soon as you go."

It hit Jing Yuwei's sore spot, that nobleman is now hugging left and right in Shengge, thousands of miles away, and he doesn't want to leave.

Jing Xici saw that his face was pale and ugly, and his tone was a little sarcasm: "God helps orthodoxy."

Jing Zhici, who was scolded as crooked, was very calm: "I came to see His Highness today, and I have something to ask."

"I'm so lonely, I don't know where I can help Brother Wang." Jing Yuwei looked at the Chongluan Junfeng, which was full of life under the sun, and a slender river at the foot of the mountain ran through it, rubbing against the foot of the mountain Flowing out of Liangxi City to a further distance.

He remembered that the final direction of this river was Shengge of Yan State. If he put a flat boat along this river, would it be able to reach the window of Yuyun Pavilion?

Jing Yuwei squinted his eyes, and glanced at Jing Zhici who was stabbed silently: "Brother Wang hasn't slept well these days."

I have to say that during the period of fighting wits and courage with Jing Zhao, Jing Qianci consumed too much energy.

After all, he was someone who had fought side by side with him, and it was a headache to know too much evidence about how to handle it.

Jing Zhao is not a person who likes to play cards according to the routine, which makes him exhausted physically and mentally.

In addition, Jing Jiangling didn't care about it, and all kinds of petty troubles came to his door, and he was so big that he woke up in the middle of the night.

Jing Yuci didn't mean to pour bitter water, knowing that saying it would only make Jing Yuwei laugh.

"At least I don't have a good life like His Highness."

"Brother Wang was joking, if Brother Wang traded half his life's health for this moment of peace, would you be willing?" Jing Yuwei asked straight to the point.

This is to verify a guess that Jing Xici has made for many years: "If I were Your Highness, I would not be able to control it a few years ago."

"Small intolerance leads to big plans." Jing Yuwei said, "Brother Wang must focus on the overall situation."

After talking for a long time and refusing to let himself talk about business, Jing Qianci frowned: "Your Highness lived a difficult and painful life under his shackles, didn't you ever think about running away?"

Jing Yuwei knew that he was progressing step by step, and through this incident, he derived the incident that he needed to help.

Before Jing Zhao arrived, he would like to hear the details.Whether you can help or not depends on your mood.

So, following his voice, he showed signs of continuing the conversation: "I have thought about it. You know better than Gu the fate of failing to escape."

Otherwise, Jing Xici wouldn't hide his sharpness and pretend to be an idle prince with no fighting spirit.

"Yeah, he doesn't allow his playthings to have rebellious thoughts. Escaping is a death penalty." Jing Xici had complicated feelings for Jing Jiangling. He said he was afraid, but he was really afraid. Faced with an executioner who didn't speak but only took action, no matter how daring he was, he would There was a moment of timidity.

At best, he is a mortal who wants to live, without an indestructible body, and nine lives.

He knew very well how he had to survive, and he was extra calm when facing Jing Yuwei: "Your trip to Dongping City has touched his bottom line."

"So what?" Jing Yuwei said, turning his head to look at Jing Qianci who had shut up, "Are you still afraid of him?"

"I'm afraid." Jing Qianci replied sincerely, "He is the king of Nanchuan."

"But aren't you just thinking about how to replace him in that position?" Jing Yuwei expressed the life goal he most wanted to achieve in the most casual tone.

Jing Xici was very calm: "This is the idea that everyone in the royal family would have."

"Gu thinks that some people don't think that way." Jing Yuwei turned to look at the road up the mountain.

Hearing the news, Jing Zhao, who was brought here in a hurry, was not stopped, and went in front of the two without any hindrance.

I don't know how excited Jing Zhao was during this time, but this time he actually saluted Jing Yuwei seriously: "I have seen His Royal Highness the Prince."

"Brother Wang, you are very polite." Jing Yuwei spontaneously moved a little to the side, in a daze to let the two enemies who had turned against each other stand together.

It's written all over his body that he doesn't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement, and Jing Xici is so angry that he curses Gou Ri secretly.

"His Highness has not been in good health for the past few days. He has closed the door to thank guests, but some people don't know what to do and chase after him to be annoying. Do you know how the mosquito died? They were beaten to death!" Jing Zhao squinted at Jing Xici , really stood in the position Jing Yuwei gave up.

"Brother Wang, what you said makes no sense. Could it be that I can't even visit His Highness even if I want to?" Jing Qianci opened his mouth and said.

Jing Zhao's face showed sarcasm: "Then you are a weasel giving the chicken New Year's greetings. Look at your sly eyebrows and mouse eyes. How can you have good intentions? If you have that time, you might as well think about how to deal with the idleness in Dongping City."

Jing Qianci's face changed suddenly.

"He knows too many secrets about you, it really caused him to be interrogated three times in the Ministry of Punishment, and everything is over." Jing Zhao too knew that Jing Xici was in pain, and he couldn't let go.

Jing Xici is not a vegetarian either: "He only knows my secret? Not necessarily, I remember that when he came to Liangxi that year, the first person he met was you, Brother Wang."

"I saw that he was out of personal friendship. I'm afraid you forgot that he is from my same family." Jing Zhao smiled smugly.

Jing Qianci gritted his teeth, it turned out that he had been guarding himself since then.

"Oh." Jing Zhao slapped his forehead pretending to have suddenly realized, and looked back and forth several times at Jing Xici's embarrassing expression and Jing Yuwei's face like an outsider, "I don't think the third prince came to look for His Highness this time. You want to ask for mercy under the banner of visiting?"

"You!" Jing Yanci's face flushed, and he retorted incoherently, "I came to visit His Highness, and I'm next to you? Don't be a villain."

Jing Zhaocai ignored him, turned to Jing Yuwei and said earnestly: "Your Highness, don't worry about the brotherhood and you will soften your heart. Some people are greedy for the common people's fat and earn a lot of money. It's time to give an explanation to the world."

Jing Qianci was so angry that his teeth itched, unable to tell the truth.

But Jing Yuwei knew the truth and would not help to say it. The three of them knew the ultimate whereabouts of the money and were unwilling to reveal it.

"Your Highness, I recently opened a new soup pot restaurant. The fresh soup pot bottom was imported from Yan Kingdom. Everyone who has tasted it said it was good. Do you want to try it, Your Highness?" Jing Zhao found a reason for Jing Yuwei to go down the mountain.

Jing Yuwei glanced at Jing Zhici, who was panicking in his eyes, and said with a light smile, "The solitary hospitality will not end. Brother Sanwang, do you want to be together?"

Facing Jing Zhao's face, Jing Zhici dug out his stomach to eat.

After all, the pot was not finished, and Jing Zhao left in a hurry.

Jing Yuwei, who had finished making trouble for others, wandered back to the East Palace with the warm sunshine. He was in a good mood, but at night, he developed a fever as expected, wrapped himself in a quilt and huddled in the bed, and refused Chunyu's pulse diagnosis. Not to mention Zheliu's sobbing and stubborn waiting beside him.

In the middle of the night, someone smelled the chaotic scent of passing through the wind and frost of Yan Country and the cold wind of Nanchuan. He hurried to the bedside, leaned over and softly called: "Your Highness, I'm back."

The author has something to say:

Yu Yunge diary.

Dad is exhausted.

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