Everyone read the script except me [Transmigration Book]

The long corridor was silent, Yan Wujiu took the hand of the little novice and walked slowly through the corridors, walking in front of the majestic gray ceremony, Yan Wujiu let go of his hand.

The little novice raised his head and blinked at him.

Yan Wujiu stroked his back, raised his chin facing the door, smiled and blinked.

"I'm outside the door."

The little novice looked back, slowly approached the open door, and gently pushed it open.

The little short legs crossed the high threshold with difficulty, and walked inside along the light path paved by the light outside the door.

The room is big, the things are very novel and beautiful, but it is very empty.

The old man sitting on the chair in the middle of the room was holding a small tiger head pillow in his hand, as if he was lost in thought and memory, as if he was dozing off.

He seemed to be very majestic and tall, with a majestic and fierce face, but he seemed thin and lonely inexplicably.

The little monk walked hesitantly at first, but after looking around, his steps became much smoother.

The old man on the chair slowly raised his eyes, staring blankly at the familiar face, with a cloudy tear overflowing from the corner of his eyes.

That obedient little novice monk looked at him quietly with clear and pure eyes, raised a pair of small hands to gently hold his face, and wiped his tears earnestly.

The corners of the old man's majestic lips trembled, and he held the pair of small hands covering his face, sobbing and holding the child who was as thin as a five-year-old child in his arms, with tears flowing down his face.

Murong Zhao is not the smartest among all the princes, or even the most ordinary one.When he was young, when the other princes had already started citing scriptures and discussing national policy, he only liked to play with toys that only children like in his spare time, and he could play with them for a long time by himself.

Just like the old emperor when he was a child.

It is difficult to compete for the reserve position, and there are intrigues around you.The only place he can relax is the toy room for his son.

The children have grown up one by one, and they can still play with him in the end. They would rather face the outside scolding for being stupid, playthings and comments, and keep silent. The only one who keeps the secret for him is the most ordinary son Zhao.

In that playroom, he was like a carefree kid again, with his son as his playmate.He naturally likes this child the most and feels that this child resembles him the most.

However, as Murong Zhao grows up, no matter how he teaches, his aptitude is mediocre.From everyone's point of view, the son who most resembles him is Murong Xu.

Although he was disappointed and bored, he still did not change his mind and made Murong Zhao the crown prince.

However, when a person grows up, his mind changes.

When did it start, he started looking at this son with suspicion?

Was it when his mother's family frequently wooed courtiers, or was it when he was active in government affairs, contrary to his own opinion, rarely appeared in this game room, and didn't even have the slightest resemblance at first?

Looking back now, all I can think of are those gentle and clear eyes. Even if the witchcraft case happened and the queen committed suicide, those eyes were full of red tears, gray and dull, and there was no trace of treachery or dark ambition in them .

How could he believe that this child would do something that would betray him and be disobedient?

Even though he would never tell anyone, but he did feel more regret and longing every time he saw this place.

Although he has many sons, he didn't understand how to be a father until now.

But what his beloved son left him was only a pair of bones in the broken coffin.

How did you come this far?Why were you so cruel back then, that you didn't even want to see him for the last time?

"Have you forgiven your father? Have you come back to see your father?" He hunched over and hugged Murong Chenxi, the last blood of his son left in the world.

Murong Chenxi was born very similar to Murong Zhao when he was a child, even more like him when he was a child.

When he first knew the existence of this child, he was very afraid of seeing him, and he was afraid that his heart would be stabbed once he saw him.

But now I feel that the abscess on my heart for so many years has been healed by those immature hands that wiped away the tears.

"Why did you come back? I have been waiting for you." Those unspeakable regrets and weaknesses turned into dirty tears and were wiped away by the pair of little hands that gently comforted his back.

Yan Wujiu who was outside the palace walked away slowly and calmly, stood in the empty and elegant palace, and looked around casually.

Above the sky, a falcon hovered upwards, its wings almost covering the sun.

……

On August [-]th, the imperial banquet.

The old emperor was holding a five-year-old child by his side. The dignified and unsmiling old emperor did everything by himself this time, serving vegetables, wiping his mouth, and pouring water for the child.

Courtiers of a slightly older age knew that even the deposed prince Murong Zhao had never received such treatment when he was the most favored.The last one to be doted on like this was Concubine Yun's little prince who was less than one year old.

The well-informed people saw that the child's face resembled the old emperor's and knew that the emperor's grandson Murong Chenxi who caused the bloody storm for half a month had returned.

However, not only did they mutter in their hearts, the child's appearance is definitely from the Murong family, but he is too young, at most five years old.And the deposed prince Murong Zhao has been dead for seven years, the age is not right.

Compared with this incident, the sudden addition of a strange Mr. Qianhu to the Twelve Guards of the Forbidden Army can only be regarded as a trivial matter.

Until, when the banquet was very grand and it was necessary to reward the ministers and concubines as usual, the old emperor changed from his previous ruthlessness, and praised Xu Wang, who had been neglected recently and had never attended due to illness, especially praised him for being virtuous and benevolent, and for helping his nephew. His son Murong Chenxi returned to court.

There was an uproar at the bottom.

The emperor's move is undoubtedly a final conclusion, and it is determined that the rebellious forces that Fengzhuang intends to burn the tomb of the deposed prince have nothing to do with King Xu.

Some foreign relatives and upstarts faintly looked at Concubine Yun, who was sitting gracefully and elegantly, and saw that she spoke and smiled softly, looking at Murong Chenxi in the arms of the old emperor with love and affection. She was not overly courteous and intimate, but she always cooperated with the emperor tacitly , took care of the child in every possible way, as if he was a real grandson.

At this time, a new decree came down again.

This time it was to announce Murong Chenxi's status as the emperor's grandson, title him King Rong, and bestow him with the Chonghua Palace.

The child sitting next to the emperor, whose feet were not as high as the chair, swayed his calves vainly, looked at the grandfather beside him with a pair of clear and clear eyes, and didn't quite understand what the people below were saying when they called him by his name. So ignore it.

When the old emperor was watched by him, his heart melted. He didn't care if such a little guy knelt down to accept the order.

It was the first time that the person reading the imperial decree encountered this kind of thing, he hesitated for a while, and then a guard came out and took the imperial decree with both hands.

The man breathed a sigh of relief, only had time to take a look at the handsome guard, and immediately read out the third imperial edict.

Yan Wujiu who received Murong Chenxi's imperial edict did not leave, calmly knelt down on one knee, and received this third imperial edict that belonged to him.

In the name of meritorious service in escorting the emperor's grandson, Yan Qingdu, a thousand households, was granted the command of the Suzaku Guard of the Twelve Guards of the Imperial Army, a third rank.

There are two types of forces in the imperial army, one is the Dianqian Division under the emperor's personal guard, and the Dragon Scale Guard is the most important force in the Dianqian Division, and it is also the most trusted by the emperor.Except for the Dragon Scale Guards who were assigned special duties, the guards of the other Dianqian Divisions were stationed in the imperial city day and night to protect the safety of the emperor.

Yan Wujiu's Zhuquewei belonged to another forbidden army force, which was farther away from the emperor and had a larger jurisdiction, and was responsible for the security of the area outside the imperial city of Bianjing.On weekdays, he is also ordered to walk in the imperial city, and if the emperor needs it, he will accompany him in and out of the palace.

It belongs to the idle position that is far away from the emperor and is not considered a close friend, but it has a high position on the surface and a lot of freedom.

Yan Wujiu calmly accepted the decree to thank him, the subordinate officials were not particularly concerned about his promotion except for being amazed at the young and handsome commander of the Vermilion Bird Guard.

After all, this position in the Forbidden Army is nothing, and some even directly give it to noble and noble children as a vain position.One thing Yan Wujiu is better than those people is that he has a certain amount of real power, and actually controls 5000 people.

However, based on his merits, this reward did not exceed the expectations of the officials, it could only be considered normal.

Yan Wujiu was not surprised by this, yesterday in the former Prince's East Palace, the old emperor and his grandson hugged each other and cried, and after the love between grandparents and grandchildren grew stronger, they naturally met Yan Wujiu who was outside the door.

The old emperor was in the mood to deal with business after solving one of the difficult problems that were gripping his mind.

First of all, it is natural to ask clearly, what is the matter of closing the village, what role Xu Wang played in it, did he secretly order Yan Wujiu to investigate and protect Murong Chenxi?

Yan Wujiu made up his mind to keep King Xu, so naturally he wouldn't tell the truth.

The old emperor was also unwilling to believe that his son had betrayed him, and was very satisfied with this conclusion.Then he lightly mentioned Yan Wujiu's right and wrong in Luoyang back then, with deep probing and scrutiny in his eyes.

The old emperor naturally heard about the entanglement between Yan Wujiu and his concubine's natal uncle Cui Quanzhi's death, and knew that it was King Xu who tried to protect Yan Wujiu.If Yan Wujiu bit back at King Xu who protected him this time, with the old emperor, no matter what the facts were, he would definitely be marked as dangerous and disloyal.

In this way, how can the old emperor rest assured that his grandson will be guarded by him?Although, this person is undoubtedly the most reliable candidate at present.

Yan Wujiu bowed his eyebrows obediently, and said calmly: "At that time, I was on good terms with the young master of the Cui family. Because I heard that Cui Wuye's old illness had relapsed, I tried my best to give you a gift. I really don't know , Why did the Cui family hear the news that Mr. Cui was killed shortly after leaving? The minister and Mr. Cui have never lived together, so why did he openly kill him? This matter was done by the minister. The minister was terrified, so he turned around and begged King Xu, begging him to speak for the minister and the Cui family."

The old emperor looked at it for a long time, and signaled him not to panic.

"Cui Jin's child also said that this matter may have other secrets. Even Aifei also said that her uncle is very skilled in martial arts. Since this matter has nothing to do with you, the Cui family will take some time to talk about it. I have written Order the six doors to track down the murderer. Although the Cui family has a weird temper, with me behind you, they will never make things difficult for you again."

"Yes. Thank you, Your Majesty."

The old emperor looked at his grandson running over at this time, and held Yan Wujiu's hand uncomfortably, with a warm expression on his face: "Thanks for having you on this journey. If my grandson trusts you, I will trust you too. Xi's safety is entrusted to you."

This is the reason for today's decree.

The Commander of the Vermilion Bird Guard of the third rank is naturally also responsible for protecting the safety of the royal family, and does not have to follow the emperor all the time.When Murong Chenxi went in and out, he was able to accompany him to protect him.

For this result, the old emperor was very satisfied, and Yan Wujiu was also very satisfied.

Perhaps the only dissatisfied person was Murong Xu who was personally read by Yan Wujiu to read the emperor's decree.

The author has something to say: In the small theater, a certain prince (holding the tweeted cat delivered to his door, viciously): he ate my little dried fish, but he betrayed me after swearing!How dare you come to see me?I'm not afraid that this king will eat you!Ah!

Chirping Cat (raises its chin proudly): Meow, is there any?When did you find a witness who said Jiujiu betrayed you?

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Chirping Cat: It was Cui Snake who did something bad. I betrayed the prince to save him.Still angry?Then kill Cui Snake!I don't feel bad.