When the Big Brother Dresses as a Cannon Fodder [Quick Transmigration]

After the last handful of soil was buried, Yan Xi's soul was withdrawn from Ding Xuan's body, floating in the air, and leaned over to kiss the dark tombstone.

"Goodbye, my prime minister."

Haiyan, Heqing, Shengshi Changning, what they wanted, what they wanted to have, finally got what they wanted.

Yan Xi closed her eyes and asked the Jin/Jiang system: "What's the next task?"

A system that does not freeze or freeze is not a qualified APP.

The Jin/Jiang system once again used its skillful Caton to reply: "...@#￥@￥￥@#@@@"

Yan Xi: "?"

After listening for a long time, Yan Xi didn't understand a single syllable.

This cheating Caton system takes jujube pills.

Yan Xi ignored the system stuck into PPT and retrieved the files.

As soon as the file was opened, the woman's shrill and desperate voice suddenly sounded——

"I'm a woman, and my life is so miserable! You are a husband, so if you have such a heart!"

"Shaoyan is immature, died of drinking hatred, loving mother is in the hall, and can't make offerings. The Qiluo stringed pipe will rest forever from now on. It's all caused by you!"

"Li Jun Li Jun, now is the eternal farewell!"

"After I die, I will be a fierce ghost, making the king's wife and concubines restless all day long!"

How much hatred is there for a young girl to swear such a vicious oath?

Yan Xi is a little curious about how scumbag the hero in the story is.

Yan Xi opened the archives, a white light flashed, and Huo Xiaoyu's beautiful and short life was shown in front of her eyes like a fast-forward movie.

In February of the 14th year of Tianbao, An Lushan asked for a memorial to replace the Han general with a Fan general, and the memorial arrived in Chang'an.

The Minister of the Ministry of War said that An Lushan had a different ambition for a long time, and he had to take precautions when he replaced the Han general with a Fan general. He had no choice but to guard against it. He played with Yang Guozhong and invited Xuanzong Li Longji. Li Longji was displeased and said that he treated An Lushan very kindly. , An Lushan will live up to him.

In November of the same year, An Lushan rebelled against the Tang Dynasty.

The war started, and the generals led the battle.

Lord Huo died on the battlefield, and the palace lost its backbone and became a mess.

Zheng Jingchi and Huo Jing were kicked out of the gate by the people of the palace, and the small package was thrown out by the servants, rolling on the ground several times.

Zheng Jingchi cried and scolded: "My lord's bones were not cold yet, you kicked me out, aren't you afraid of retribution?"

The 12-year-old Huo Jing picked up the package, patted the dust on the package lightly, and said to Zheng Jingchi who was crying all the time: "That's all, mother."

"Father is dead. With the jealousy of the princess, it is benevolent to spare our lives."

Hearing this, Zheng Jingchi hugged Huo Jing and cried even harder: "Mother hurt you, mother is sorry for you."

Huo Jing patted his mother's shoulder, listening to her heartbroken cry, tears fell drop by drop.

When her father was alive, he loved her and her mother the most. On her 12th birthday, her father asked her for a hairpin, and Huo Jing's name spread throughout the city of Chang'an.

But once her father died, the princess and her brothers couldn't tolerate her anymore, so they sent her away with a package containing three or two pieces of old clothes, a few pieces of jewelry and a few taels of silver.

She wanted to resist, but there was nothing she could do. Her father was dead, and no one would uphold justice for her.

Huo Jing and her mother walked out of the palace.

Her mother came from a humble background, except for a pretty face, she had no special skills. Once she left the palace and brought a bottle of oil with her, let alone go out to find some work, she even cared about the basic food and clothing. not on.

In desperation, her mother wanted to sell the purple jade hairpin that her father spent thousands of dollars to make to survive, but she refused to let it be sold.

Her father is dead, and she is no longer the daughter of the Huo family. This is the only thing her father left her.

She asked her mother to take her back to her old job, and became a nobleman who performed art but did not sell herself.

Huo Jing did her makeup in front of the bronze mirror.

In the bronze mirror, an extremely beautiful woman is reflected, with a little cinnabar mole between her eyebrows, which separates her from the mortal women.

Her mother often said that she was not as beautiful as a mortal.

Huo Jing said to her mother: "The name Huo Jing will not be used in the future."

Jing, the brilliance of beautiful jade, pinned her father's good expectations for her.

She couldn't live the way her father wanted, leaving her the word Jing was just a waste.

After putting on her makeup, Huo Jing slowly lowered her eyes and said, "Call me Xiaoyu."

She was born extremely beautiful, and she grew up in the palace since she was a child. She has good talents and knowledge, and soon attracted many princes and grandchildren.

Her life is getting better little by little, she tends the fields, builds houses, and even has a rather exquisite painting boat, which she also owns.

As life became more and more extravagant, my mother became more and more worried about her future.

No matter how pure she is, she is also a proponent, and a proponent is a low-class thing for people to play with for entertainment. Even if these princes and grandchildren see her well-born and talented today, they come to praise her as the only one in the world. that one.

But when she gets old one day, these eyes of pursuit and admiration will no longer exist.

Her mother often persuaded her to choose a husband among those who pursued her. Even if she was a concubine, she would be able to rely on her for the rest of her life, which was better than living on Firework Lane all her life.

She leaned on the railing, waving a round fan in her hand, and smiled without saying a word.

Even though the mother became a concubine, she was still the prestigious Lord Huo in the army. Lord Huo really doted on her and her mother, and the clothes and food were always the best.

But what's the use of this?

Although the father is a prince, he doesn't care too much about the affairs of the back house. The princess often uses her mother as a child, and there are too many women's blood and tears in the dark corners that men can't see.

When she was little, she hugged her mother and cried, but her mother always said that it was fine, that it would be a great blessing for a person like her to marry the prince, so what more could she ask for?

Her mother always told her to be patient, to be patient until she was old enough, to be patient until she was married.

The mother also said that she is the most beloved daughter of the prince. Even if her biological mother is not of high birth, it is enough to have a father. In the future, she will definitely be able to marry a good man and live her little life happily.

But such a day is a luxury.

What God is best at is to crush hope to pieces after giving you hope.

The father died on the battlefield, and their mother and daughter were also kicked out of the palace, and the people in the palace claimed that they were the ones who kept the festival for the prince and died after touching the pillar. Countless people in the world sighed that the woman who came out of Fireworks Lane was actually as strong as her. s.

How ridiculous.

They are not strong at all, they just want to live.

In this era, being born into a woman is an original sin, and a woman born into an advocating family is an existence that cannot stand up for eternity. Even if she climbs to the top and rises to the top, she will be knocked down again in the end because of her lowly status. in the mud.

Her life is as thin as a peach blossom, and it will wither at the end of spring. Whether it is the concubine of a prince or grandson, or the official wife of ordinary people, she can't do it.

In life, one must have self-knowledge.

She lived clearly and acted clearly, but when she met Li Yi, she still left everything behind.

Li Yi is a poet, a talented young poet who can write every line of poetry and every word into her heart.

In his poems, the flames of the frontier fortress, the turmoil of the war, and the misery are all about her life. After reading those poems, she tossed and turned, opening her eyes until dawn.

She was overjoyed because of those poems, but she also felt sorry for herself because of those poems. She felt that she had found a soulmate, not the money, sex, and transactions between prostitutes and clients, nor the mother and father who thought they had a lifelong relationship.

It's the kind that she has been driving in the rough sea for a long time, where the sea water meets the darkness, and it seems that she will never see the end, but one day she suddenly finds that a morning star is rising.

Piercing the darkness, shining on her frail body.

She wanted to get close to Venus, but she was afraid that the dirt on her body would be disgusted by Venus, so she could only watch from a distance, with her heart in her heart.

Perhaps her life was so miserable in the first half of her life that God couldn't stand it, and let her know that Li Yi had entrusted a matchmaker and was inquiring about the nobles in Chang'an City.

After hearing the news, Huo Xiaoyu raised his face, and as far as he could see, the blue sky was as clean as it was, clear and blue.

Huo Xiaoyu slapped the round fan and smiled softly.

Later things will be a matter of course.

When Huo Xiaoyu and Li Yi first met, it was March in Yangchun, with drizzle and breeze, and the rain of peach blossoms.

Li Yi was dressed in green, standing under the peach blossom tree, spreading his palms, catching a falling peach blossom.

The surrounding scenery faded in an instant, and only the warm green remained between the sky and the earth. Peach blossoms spread from the bottom of her eyes, quickly staining the corners of her eyes and brows red.

After being happy, she lay in Li Yi's arms, feeling her life experience, and cried softly.

In order to coax her, Li Yi swears to the sun and the moon, and even asks the maid to grind the paper and write down a vow that he will never disappoint her in his life.

She, who never believed what men said, believed in Li Yi's words.

Li Yi moved to live in her yard, they ate and lived together, loving each other like husband and wife.

The moonlight washes in the river, and the ripples are long and lingering.

Li Yi was dressed in the moonlight, and in the breeze, he talked to her about poems and songs, full of wind, flowers, moon and snow.

The surface of the water stretches as far as the eye can see, the painting boat stops on it, and the water waves circle around the painting boat.

Li Yi occasionally drank too much wine, and would chat with her about troubled times and the displacement of the people.

Every now and then, she would lie on Li Yi's lap and not speak.

Li Yi thought she didn't understand, and he wasn't interested in these fights, so he stopped talking.

Where does she not understand?

She is clearly a homeless person in troubled times.

Her ancestors were not all advocates, her father was Lord Huo with great military exploits, and she was originally Lord Huo's favorite youngest daughter, Huo Jing, the daughter of the palace raised by gold and jade.

But she can't say, she can't let the world know that the daughter of Lord Huo who died in battle has become a nobleman.

She can disregard her own face, but her father's face cannot be lost.

Huo Xiaoyu finally said nothing.

A few months later, Li Yi was appointed and was going to take up his post.

Huo Xiaoyu knew that the identities of the two were very different, and no matter how good Li Yi said, he would not marry her, so he told Li Yi that she was only this year, and he was only 22, and when a man was thirty, he would not marry her. Eight years, the joy of her life, she hopes to enjoy it all in these eight years.

Afterwards, Li Yi married another noble family, and she shaved off her hair and became a nun.

Li Yi was both ashamed and moved, saying that she would not marry unless she was the one, and told her not to worry.

She believed it again.

Later Li Yiyi disappeared without a word, later she fell in love with each other and became ill, later she sold her property to find out about Li Yi's news, later the story of Li Yi's betrayal of her spread all over the world, and later Li Yi was dragged to death by Hao Shisheng who saw injustice. Drag it to her yard.

Later she spilled the wine in the bowl on the ground.

Overwhelmed with water.

Then she made a poisonous oath——

"After I die, I will be a fierce ghost, making the king's wife and concubines restless all day long!"

She never expected that Li Yi would marry her, nor did she expect to stay with Li Yi for the rest of her life, and she never expected to prevent Li Yi from marrying another high-ranking family. She knew that even eight years of meeting was a luxury. She waited and waited, but she was waiting for Li Yi. Give her an accurate answer.

But Li Yi didn't even want to give her a word.

Pain in Huangquan is caused by you.Li Jun Li Jun, now is the eternal farewell.

Huo Xiaoyu closed her eyes in despair.

The picture finally freezes at the moment of Huo Xiaoyu's death, the bright red cinnabar mole is extraordinarily red against the pale face.

Eye-catching red.

Yan Xi pressed her finger on the button to accept the task without hesitation.

This task must be accepted.

She hasn't seen such a scumbag for a long time.

Compared with Li Yi, Liu Che and Cao Cao are simply the white lotus in the prosperous age.

When Liu Che abandoned Gillian, at least he gave a clear sentence. The first wife Cao Cao thought of was always Ding Xuan, Li Yi...

Not to mention.

Love others, cannibalize others, pat their buttocks and leave before others, vowing not to marry Feiqing, but until Huo Xiaoyu died of despair, he didn't even give a word of understanding.

Huo Xiaoyu didn't say that he wouldn't marry, and he didn't stop him from marrying someone else. Whether it was a meeting to say goodbye, or a letter to say goodbye, Huo Xiaoyu could accept it, but Li Yi didn't give anything. Drag Huo Xiaoyu to death.

It is simply a fighter among scumbags.

The Jin/Jiang system is still stuck, and the sound of electricity is tormenting people's eardrums: "Congratulations #￥#￥##@@host...@##@@@@@accepting the task@@@!!#￥"

The mechanical sound is really unpleasant, Yan Xi reached out and pressed it, and clicked on the mute.

The world is quiet.

A ray of white light flashed, and Yan Xi entered Huo Xiaoyu's body.

From then on, she became Huo Xiaoyu, a scumbag who helped the original owner reach the pinnacle of life!

Huo Xiaoyu opened his eyes, as far as he could see, there was a pitch-black mass, and the air was so thin that people might suffocate at any time.

It seems that the convulsions of the Jin/Jiang system still brought her a lot of trouble. She couldn't choose the time, and when she passed on Huo Xiaoyu, Huo Xiaoyu had already been buried in the ground.

But, even if she is buried in the ground, she will tear the scumbag apart with her hands!

The premise of tearing up the scumbag is to survive first.

Huo Xiaoyu opened the portable space to fill the coffin with oxygen.

The oxygen can only last her for three days. After three days, if no one rescues her, she will also be suffocated to death.

Huo Xiaoyu thought for a while, then took out the Dream Enchanting Talisman from the portable space, and prepared to give Shandong Haoshi a dream.

If Shandong Haoshilu hadn't seen the injustice, drew his sword to help, and dragged Li Yi to see her, she wouldn't even be able to see Li Yi's last face.

Since Shandong Haoshi helped her once, he probably wouldn't mind helping her a second time.

It's not that she doesn't entrust her mother with dreams, but that it doesn't help much.

The mother had just experienced the pain of losing her daughter, and she couldn't extricate herself from the grief. She was afraid that she would toss and turn at night and couldn't sleep. Even if she wanted to dream, she couldn't find the time.

Besides, people in this era pay attention to burrowing into the ground for safety. How can there be any reason to dig out the people who have just been buried?

How much hatred is it to do such a thing?

Shandong Haoshi is different.

The reason why Haoshi Rangers are Haoshi Rangers is that they have nothing to do with rules and regulations, and they have a scale in their hearts for retribution for good and evil.

Since he had never met her before, he was willing to help her a helpless and weak woman. This man's heart was warm, and when she died, he was very determined.Thinking about it, it also left a deep impression in his heart.

The love is not over, but the life is over, the most embarrassing.

Perhaps in Shandong Haoshi's heart, he wanted her to come back to life and have a happier ending.

So as long as she dreams, Shandong Haoshi will come to rescue her.

After Huo Xiaoyu dreamed, it was still very early, she didn't want to stay in the coffin all the time, so she used her portable space to find Li Yi's location, and was going to tidy up Li Yi.

She swore just now that if she died, she would be a ghost and make him restless.

It didn't take long for Huo Xiaoyu to find Li Yi's location.

Li Yi is the same as when he was not in love with her before, living in the building of Chongrenfang.

Chang'an City is divided into more than 38 residential quarters by 100 streets. The buildings outside each square have high walls, which are opened in the morning and closed at night. After the closure, the residents of each square cannot enter or leave.

Chongrenfang is one of more than 100 residential squares.

I have to say that Chongrenfang is indeed a good place. To the west is the imperial city, which is convenient for handling government affairs. To the southeast is Dongshi, which is convenient for shopping. The south is Pingkangfang, the most famous red-light district in the Tang Dynasty. I feel depressed. There is nothing more comfortable than a little lady drinking and talking.

Although there is a curfew in this era, the main thing is that pedestrians are not allowed to play around on the main road, but the play in the workshop is not very prohibited.

The lights in Chongrenfang were brightly lit, and Li Yi was drinking wine facing the moon in his room.

Cup after cup, Li Yi didn't know how many cups he drank. Holding the cup, he stood up staggeringly, facing the cold moonlight, laughed at himself, and said, "Yu Niang...I... can't help you."

In this era, women often call their names with a mother, or add a mother to their ranking.

Her name was Huo Xiaoyu, and her mother had only one daughter, so Li Yi called her Yuniang.

Yu Niang is just like Yu Niang, and it sounds better than Da Niang.

With this kind of mentality, Huo Xiaoyu appeared behind Li Yi.

Li Yi was still respecting the moonlight, babbling about what he was sorry for her, Huo Xiaoyu got tired of hearing it, so he said: "Shi Lang."

Li Yi's body shook, and the wine in the glass in his hand spilled on the ground.

A wet piece, reflecting the moonlight.

Huo Xiaoyu continued: "Shilang, didn't you say that you only marry me in this life, and tell me not to worry, just wait for you at home. But I have been waiting for you for so long, why haven't you come?"

"I've been waiting so hard for you."

Li Yi shivered, the wine glass in his hand fell to the ground, and rolled around Huo Xiaoyu's feet.

The night breeze passed through the window sill, caressing Huo Xiaoyu's long hair and skirt, Li Yi turned around stiffly,

As the moonlight poured down, Huo Xiaoyu's white face turned even paler, her beautiful eyebrows were slightly frowned, and there was a hint of sadness.

Li Yi just glanced at it, then his body limp on the ground, pointed at Huo Xiaoyu, and said incoherently: "You...you're dead, aren't you!!!"

Huo Xiaoyu suppressed the desire to laugh wildly.

This is what she wanted.

Eat dry wipes and kill people, drink lightly to the moon, feel guilty and can't help yourself, write a few more poems and write it off?

Her life, Huo Xiaoyu, is not so cheap.

In front of Li Yi, Huo Xiaoyu smiled softly, covered his chest, Xizi took a step forward with his heart in his arms, and said softly, "I don't see Shiro, I feel uneasy."

Li Yi is the tenth in the family, Shi Lang is her name for Li Yi.

Her approach caused Li Yi to collapse even more. His originally gentle and refined scholarly temperament could no longer be maintained. His body was pressed against the ground, constantly shrinking back, and he said tremblingly: "You, don't come here."

Don't go there?

How can this be possible?

Huo Xiaoyu smiled slightly and walked forward.

There was no way for Li Yi to avoid it, his body was against the wall, trembling uncontrollably.