Cannon fodder is an improper stepping stone for cubs [Quick Transmigration]

Jiujiu feels that he has a lot of benefits, but some of them can't tell his father all of them.

"Jiujiu can also send cubs, many, many cubs, there are a lot of cubs!"

In modern times, some people may be afraid of being attached to him, but in the harem, if someone knows Jiujiu's special ability, they will definitely want to pluck his hair.

"Send the cubs?"

"Ok!"

Back then, almost the entire clan of the divine beast Phoenix died there to protect the common people. The only blood in their clan was the egg Jiujiu, and the merits of the entire clan also fell on him.

There are also some Xingjun secretly speculating that if the divine beast Phoenix family is destined to be resurrected in the future, all their hopes will be pinned on Jiujiu.

It's not that he can send cubs, but that the breath of the divine beast can transform the human body very well, and it can also satisfy those who want to, and realize his wish.

But Jiujiu didn't know how to describe this strange ability to his father, so he could only summarize it as being able to send a cub to Feijiu.

"Jiujiu, why don't you spend more time with your concubine mother? She was not very good because she was worried about me."

"Okay, I know, I know."

Jiujiu waved his wings perfunctorily, as long as grandma treats his father well, he is also very willing to treat grandma well, or just go to grandma's palace if he has nothing to do, it is simply a trivial matter for him.

And he still remembered that grandma was kind to him, because he was thinking about curing his father, and every time he went there, he would get a lot of delicious food to feed.

It's not a bad thing for a greedy Fat Chirp.

Shen Yijing was able to read and write at the age of three, and the ministers said that he was simply a genius, and it may not be possible for a few hundred years to appear.

It was precisely because of this praise of him that his father became more and more afraid, and used clumsy means to make him sick in the harem.

Now that he is in good health, he has more energy to think about things, and with his grandfather helping him, he quickly arranged things.

Jiujiu was picked up by the people in Concubine Jing's palace early in the morning, peeled melon seeds in the morning and cracked walnuts in the afternoon, and waited for his father to come to pick him up and go back to sleep at dusk.

Day by day, the days are very comfortable, and it seems to be a circle.

Concubine Jing chose to hide it after learning that she was pregnant. She is not a stupid person, and she knows better that His Majesty does not expect her to be pregnant.

For the safety of the child, she could only temporarily pretend to be praying for Yijing, closing the palace door and concentrating on worshiping the Buddha.

Fortunately, this baby was worry-free, and there was no big reaction in the stomach. She liked to rest on the soft bed, put her hands on her stomach, and feel the existence of the child.

Occasionally, Jiujiu also likes to fly over there, lying on it to hear if there is a child moving inside.

Feeling the movement of the child in the grandma's belly is getting louder and louder, and occasionally kicking the stomach can scare Jiujiu to the ground, sitting there with an innocent face and rubbing his head with his wings.

Seeing Jiujiu's unresponsive appearance, Concubine Jing chuckled, reached out to help him rub his head, and said in a low voice:

"Jiujiu, after this child is born, I'll beat him up for you, and let him bully you while you're still in the stomach."

At the end of autumn, a thick layer of maple leaves fell in Concubine Jing's courtyard, and she couldn't hide her stomach, as there were already many rumors in the palace.

One day, the guards even found a poisonous snake in the yard, which frightened Concubine Jing very much.

On an unremarkable night, the emperor was still pampering his new concubine from a foreign land. He could faintly hear noises coming from outside. He frowned and got up to ask what was going on.

Before he could put on his shoes, an arrow shot through the door and hit him directly in the chest, killing the emperor instantly.

The concubine lying on the bed turned pale with fright when she saw this scene, and passed out in the next second.

Shen Yijing sat on the horse, put away the bow and arrow, got off the horse and went in to check it out, and made sure that the father was really out of breath before going out.

The moonlight fell on his still immature side face, only a piece of ice could be seen.

"Grandfather, let's go."

Shen Yijing didn't care about the fact that the eunuch who was serving the emperor was still there, and found a blank imperial edict by herself, and the prime minister went over to grind the ink for him personally.

Although the Prime Minister is already old and his hair is all white, his eyes are very bright. After grinding the ink, he stared at His Highness's still thin body and reminded softly:

"Your Highness, if you write this down, there is no way to get it back."

Hearing these words, Shen Yijing started to write more decisively. He was not willing to take the so-called turning back, he just wanted to board this dragon chair.

"Grandfather, why should I save him?"

Although that was his biological father, Shen Yijing couldn't feel any affection for him, only felt resentment to the extreme.

If it wasn't for him, I should have a healthy body and be able to climb trees and ride horses with Jiujiu, instead of drinking medicine every day since I can remember.

Even after reading two more pages, I feel a splitting headache.

There were very few memories in his mind that were related to beauty before, so how could he not have the slightest bit of resentment in his heart.

"It's good to have such a heart, Your Highness."

The emperor who had already died there was originally enthroned at the age of six, and he didn't have much power at hand, and he was not prepared at all. Who would have thought that His Highness the Eighth Prince would actually have the guts to plot against him at such a young age.

Shen Yijing found the jade seal and stamped it at the end of the imperial decree.

The dragon robes that had been prepared in advance had already been put on at night, and when the dawn broke, the officials entered the palace and saw that the person sitting on the dragon chair was not His Majesty, and there was a commotion in the hall instantly.

The Prime Minister took the lead to take a step forward, saluted the Eighth Highness, and said loudly:

"See Your Majesty, Long Live Your Majesty Long Live Long Live Long Live Your Majesty."

When the other two auxiliary ministers saw their friend doing this, they were stunned and quickly realized that the one sitting on the dragon chair is this grandson, and there is no need to speak out about what happened last night.

He knelt down with his friends and called his majesty, even the three most powerful people in the court knelt down, and the rest of the ministers knelt down subconsciously even though they were still confused.

Jiujiu, who was sleeping in the dragon robe, was unhappy. Although he had said before, he wanted to come and sleep on the dragon chair by himself when his father became the emperor.

But he felt that this shouldn't be an excuse for his father to dig him out of the quilt before dawn.

Fortunately, Shen Yijing was very careful, and asked the attendant who was serving beside him to bring over the small cushion that Jiujiu usually used for lunch break.

After they finished kneeling, Jiujiu moved over and lay there to sleep. Before falling asleep, she felt that the wind blowing outside was a little cold, so she sneezed and chirped.

Looking at his father's dragon robe, it was so beautiful, he pulled the wings a few times and pulled it over to cover his stomach.

Shen Yijing noticed this little movement of his, and gently helped him pull it down, so that he wouldn't get inside to keep himself bored after falling asleep.

Now this majesty is not too old, but sitting on the dragon chair is more like an emperor than the previous emperor.

Even the three people who hold the most power in the court have already compromised, and the other ministers are more tactful and know how to accept the facts. Even the more rigid ministers are at most concerned about how the late emperor is doing now.

His Highness the Eighth Prince is also the emperor's bloodline, and the prime minister is really good in life, even those who disagree with his political views, can't find any fault with him.

Immediately after retiring from the court, arrangements were made for the funeral of the late emperor. According to the rules of their dynasty, after the death of the late emperor, all concubines who had served in bed had to be buried.

Before Shen Yijing could deal with this matter, Concubine Jing with a big belly came in front of him.

"Mother Concubine, why are you here now? If there is anything, you can tell someone to come over and let me go."

"You must have not had time to arrange the matter of the concubine. You know what kind of temperament the late emperor is. It is unavoidable to be buried for the late emperor at a young age."

Concubine Jing is very close to this child who spent all her efforts to stay by her side, and she doesn't need to beat around the bush when she has something to say.

"The concubine mother means to let them live in another courtyard or a palace?"

"Well, as long as they don't stay in the palace and get in the way, they won't be killed."

When Shen Yijing thinks about it, it is indeed like what the concubine mother said, the concubines in the harem who framed their mother and son have long been dealt with by the concubine mother, and now the remaining ones are all that have nothing to do with each other before.

I can't say that there is emotion, but there is indeed no hatred.

"Mother, there is one, I..."

"The one you mentioned?"

"Mother, you..."

Shen Yijing didn't know how to tell his mother and concubine before, if it wasn't because of the many things he saw in the late emperor's bedroom, he would never have known that his father also had a favorite concubine hidden in his heart.

Although she is not very favored by outsiders, basically all the things she uses are the best.

"I have known for a long time that as long as some things exist, they cannot be concealed seamlessly."

At first, I just discovered that His Majesty looked at that concubine differently from the other concubines, and later discovered His Majesty's preference for her and the child she gave birth to.

If it was just that, Concubine Jing didn't think there was anything wrong, but His Majesty actually hurt Yijing for that child, which touched Concubine Jing's bottom line.

"Since she has such a deep relationship with His Majesty, how can she not go down and accompany her?"

Shen Yijing also thought this way before, including the child born to that beloved concubine, who has such a deep affection at the top, so of course the family reunion will continue at the bottom.

"Has Jiujiu woke up? Aren't you coming to see this child today?"

Faintly hearing someone calling his name, Xiao Feijiu, who was eating melon seeds, flew out quickly. When he saw Concubine Jing's big belly, he subconsciously moved his paws back.

Blame him for rubbing himself too many times, which made the child unexpectedly strong, and he was fierce before he came out. Every time he wanted to rub in the past, she would kick him without hesitation.