I'm not really the protagonist? [Transmigration Book]

When Ming Xuandi woke up, it was already midnight. Xiahou Lingyuan didn't let anyone wake him up, and has been guarding the side hall until now.Chang An came out with a slightly stiff face and summoned him to go in.

Xiahou Lingyuan saw the footprints on Chang An's chest by the candlelight, he pointed, and Chang An hurriedly bowed and said: "The emperor blamed the servant for keeping the prince waiting outside for so long, please hurry up, the emperor, don't wait any longer. "

In the middle of the night, Emperor Mingxuan's spirit was even worse. At this moment, there were no servants in the hall, only him and Xiahou Lingyuan were left. He was leaning on the head of the bed, his eyes were slightly squinted, and he was wearing a robe.

Even though he knew that the person in front of him had less than one year to live, Xiahou Lingyuan never expected that he would look so haggard, his brows were slightly wrinkled, as if he was squinting to try to see him clearly, and the few wrinkles on his forehead could not be seen at this moment. It was imprinted in his eyes like a ravine, the people in front of him seemed to be two people compared with the day, their faces were pale and extremely weak.

Xiahou Lingyuan stepped forward slightly again, and called out in a low voice, "Father?"

Emperor Ming Xuan nodded, "Here we come."

Xiahou Lingyuan said: "Yes," he paused and then said, "I don't know why my father called my ministers late at night—"

Emperor Xuan of the Ming Dynasty interrupted him with a weak tone, and went straight to the point: "My throne, do you have any ideas?"

Xiahou Lingyuan was startled, and looked up at Ming Xuan Emperor, feeling a little sour for a while, he could feel that the question asked by the person in front of him was not any kind of temptation or scheming, as if it was just a normal gossip between father and son.

Emperor Ming Xuan coughed twice, straightened up slightly, stared at him and asked again: "Do you want to be the master of this world?"

Xiahou Lingyuan already had an answer to this question. He shook his head firmly, "I have no idea, and I don't want to be the master of the world."

Emperor Ming Xuan was stunned, and stared at him for a long time with deep eyes, as if he wanted to see whether his words were true or not, and whether he was sincere.After a while, he slowly withdrew his gaze, closed his eyes and leaned back on the bed, and said softly: "Ninth Five-Year Lord, the king of the world, the position of one person above ten thousand people, others are fighting for blood, brothers fight against the wall, Mother and child are separated, why don't you?"

"It's just that I'm not that fearless," Xiahou Lingyuan said, "There is an ancient saying, "It's too cold to be at a high place, the world is supreme, the people look up to you, and you can control life and death with just a flip of your hands. It's indeed every man's lifelong ambition, but it's just that." I bought it with half my life in solitude." He paused, kowtowed his head, and said, "Drink the world wine when drunk, travel the mountains and rivers when awake, the sky is high and the sea is wide, the grass grows and the warbler flies, free and easy, my son, I don't want to change!"

Emperor Mingxuan, who was lonely for half his life, choked his breath, thinking about the rest of his life, the people around him, all of whom were related to his throne, and there was not even a single person beside him who could speak his mind, even if Even if he is ill at this moment, he dare not let the people close to him accompany him.

Lonely and cold, you have to be on guard at all times when you are exhausted, and you have to weigh the pros and cons without being surprised by honor or disgrace, and not showing your emotions or anger.

Emperor Xuan of the Ming Dynasty laughed, waved to Xiahou Lingyuan, and made people lean against his bed, his tone became soft and nostalgic: "Your mother was like you back then, noble and prominent, throw it away as soon as you say it is a roadside stall. She is also happy to eat the snacks." Emperor Ming Xuan patted the hands of the person in front of him, and asked: "Since you don't want this position, among the current princes, who do you think can be worthy of this great responsibility."

Xiahou Lingyuan bowed his head and said nothing, while Emperor Xuan of the Ming Dynasty talked to himself.

"Among my sons, although the eldest is strategic but short-sighted, the second is a good man, but God bless him, he also has no intention of doing so, the fifth and the younger are not good-hearted, and the rest... .It's still young, so don't mention it."

He said so much, only the eleventh prince Xia Houlan didn't comment, but Xiahou Lingyuan didn't mention it, just listened quietly.

Emperor Ming Xuan coughed a few more times, this time it was a bit severe, he stepped forward to help him pat his back, "Father, call the imperial physician for a diagnosis and treatment."

No need, Emperor Ming Xuan Xuan waved his hand, took a deep breath and said slowly, "It's not a problem, it's just a bit of wind, there's no need to call the imperial physician."

Xiahou Lingyuan wanted to persuade him again, but seeing his expression, he swallowed the words on his lips. He straightened up and stood aside. Emperor Mingxuan didn't speak, and he didn't speak. The air was so quiet that it seemed to be stagnant, silent Boring, Xiahou Lingyuan had a premonition that what Emperor Ming Xuan was going to say next was very important.

Sure enough, after a while, Emperor Mingxuan's deep but very powerful voice sounded, "The Zhenyuan Hou's mansion has a heavy army in its hands. In recent years, it has done a lot of treason and injustice, and now it has even brought ambition to my Xiahou's family. In the mountains and rivers, if he cannot be eradicated as soon as possible, there will be endless disasters in the future, and I will help you deal with him before I abdicate..."

"Father." Xiahou Lingyuan frowned, "I don't want to—"

"I know, but you have to help me guard the country of the Xiahou Clan." Ming Xuandi said again: "Okay, you step back, and let Chang An take you back."

"......Yes."

He walked a few steps, and when he remembered something, he took out a small box from his arms and handed it over: "This is the little thing that my minister brought to you this time as an envoy, Chu Yun. The queen mother and Yuanyuan also have it. Two days earlier The sky has already been delivered, yours is a bit late, although it is not a precious thing, Xia Qi is also rare, you can play around with it."

After finishing speaking, after Ming Xuandi accepted it, he turned around and exited the Hall of Supreme Purity.

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On the second day at the Golden Luan Hall, Emperor Xuan of the Ming Dynasty issued an imperial decree, pointing out General Guanxi's sister-in-law to Xiahou Lingyuan, the Seventh Prince. The courtiers were not too surprised by this. As for the person involved, Xiahou Lingyuan, he froze in place.

Emperor Mingxuan didn't give him a chance to refuse. After the imperial decree was issued, he directly announced his withdrawal from the court and returned to the Qinzheng Hall. Xiahou Lingyuan followed. He wanted to see Emperor Mingxuan again, but Chang An blocked him outside the hall.

He really didn't know what Emperor Mingxuan was thinking now, he had no choice but to go back to the mansion first, and at night, he went to the Fang mansion alone.

No one knew about the fact that the emperor summoned him into the palace last night, so his visit tonight surprised Fang Tingzhi.

Welcoming him into the study, Mrs. Fang served tea and sent them away, and then she wanted to leave. Fang Tingzhi called her: "Madam, help me call Ling Jun over." Mrs. Fang nodded, then went to the study in the west courtyard, and called Luo Qingyu.

Luo Qingyu respectfully wanted to welcome her into the house, Madam Fang waved her hand and said: "Master told you to go to the study, you go quickly, I won't go in." Seeing Luo Qingyu was about to leave, she thought After thinking about it, he added in a low voice: "Qing Yu, there are noble people in the master's study, please don't speak sharply and leave a bad impression."

"Yes, Mrs. Xie reminded me."

In the study, Xiahou Lingyuan and Fang Tingzhi were chatting and waiting for someone. After a while, there was a knock on the study door, and Fang Tingzhi put down the cup in his hand: "Come in."

After Luo Qingyu came in, he saluted Fang Tingzhi first, and then Xiahou Lingyuan: "I have seen the prince."

Luo Qingyu was Susu's friend, and not just an ordinary friend. Xiahou Lingyuan naturally knew him, so he nodded with a smile.

The two of them didn't talk much, and cut to the point. Luo Qingyuan sat aside, listening carefully without saying a word. He was a little shocked when he heard that Xiahou Lingyuan was summoned into the palace alone yesterday, but the more shocking thing was yet to come.

Fang Tingzhi was also shocked: "Your Majesty just asked you directly like that?"

Xiahou Lingyuan nodded, frowned and said again: "This king has already refused, and my father probably has no intention of being strong. Why is the Jinluan Palace still referring to marriage today?"

Fang Ting didn't say a word, he looked at Xiahou Lingyuan as if he saw some strange species, squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "I didn't expect there to be such a royal child as you, it's strange, it's really strange."

In terms of trying to figure out the holy meaning, if Xia Qiruo said that Fang Tingzhi was the second, no one would dare to call him the first. Even he was convinced. Xiahou Lingyuan waited for Fang Tingzhi's words, but Fang Tingzhi didn't want to, Fang Tingzhi didn't continue talking, but He asked Luo Qingyu first: "Lingjun, what do you think of this matter?"

Luo Qingyu wanted to stand up, but he stretched out his hand to stop him: "Tonight, you and I don't care about the relationship between master and apprentice, as long as you say it bluntly, there is no taboo, and the prince will not be harsh on you."

"Yes."

Luo Qingyu pondered for a moment, and then said: "Maybe the emperor wants to use this to test the hearts of the other princes, but this is not a fake, I think the emperor intends to do a fake show, not to hand over this country to you Instead, the right to choose this country is in your hands."

After Luo Qingyu finished speaking, he signaled him to finish. Xiahou Lingyuan was a little surprised by the statement of Jiangshan's right to choose. In fact, he had thought about it, but the matter was too shocking, so he put this thought aside. Now Luo Qingyu That said, he had no choice but to wring out this idea again.

Could it be that the father is really so affectionate towards his mother?So much so that he felt ashamed of him and put Jiangshan in his hands?

Fang Tingzhi sighed, Xiahou Lingyuan and Luo Qingyu turned their gazes to him at the same time, he took a sip of tea, did not deny Luo Qingyu's words, and said slowly: "This marriage is not only to test others, but also to give you a talisman Ah, it's just that I don't understand, the Holy Majesty is only in his forties now, how can there be such a decline?"

Xiahou Lingyuan glanced at Fang Ting, but still did not tell him about the poisoning.

He asked: "This king can't marry a girl from the Guanxi General's Mansion. I hope Master Fang can give me some advice."

Fang Tingzhi shook his head: "This is beneficial to you. Even if you have no feelings, marry her and put her in the backyard, and give her rights. Why do you refuse so resolutely, and hurt the heart of the Holy Majesty?"

Seeing what Xiahou Lingyuan wanted to say, Fang Tingzhi said again: "What Lingjun said is very reasonable, but I think that the emperor is thinking about the future. The current Guanxi General's Mansion is the most powerful besides the Zhenyuanhou Mansion. If you don't ascend the throne in the future, then the Guanxi General's Mansion will become another "Zhenyuanhou Mansion" in the eyes of the new emperor. This time, I also want the two to fight each other and weaken the power of the two parties. Therefore, this marriage is probably not right. would have retreated so easily."

Xiahou Lingyuan was a little stunned when he heard the words, but he didn't expect this, because he had a good personal relationship with Yanzheng, and he knew that Yanzheng was not that kind of person, so he didn't think about it, but now Fang Tingzhi said It was only after he came out that he realized that just because his words were upright, it didn't mean that others would trust him as much as he did. Even if Yuanyuan really succeeded the throne in the future, he couldn't guarantee that Yuanyuan would trust him without any scruples. Righteousness.

In this way, if he does not agree to get married, then the Guanxi General's Mansion will also become the target of his father's attack. Yan Zheng will not join forces with the Zhenyuanhou Mansion, but because of this, he will suffer from the enemy.

It is indeed a dead end!

"If I insist on not agreeing to this marriage, can Mr. Fang have a way to ease the situation?" Xiahou Lingyuan told him about his close personal relationship with Yanzheng, and then said: "I believe he will not be the second." Zhenyuan Houfu'".

Fang Tingzhi tonight can be said to have a high opinion of the Seventh Prince Xia Qi. Even without the unique favor of the Holy Majesty, if this person in front of him is interested, the throne is probably in his pocket now.

But God is used to teasing people, but he doesn't like the high throne at all, do you think it's annoying or not?

"You really can't marry?"

"I really can't."

Fang Tingzhi took a sip of tea: "Then let me ask you one more question, do you intend to intervene in the matter of the throne?"

Xiahou Lingyuan glanced at him: "Of course I will intervene."

He also took a sip of tea: "If Yuanyuan doesn't like the throne, he can only give it to the eleventh brother." After a pause, he chuckled again: "However, the eleventh brother probably doesn't want to sit. "

Fang Tingzhi didn't know the agreement between him and the eleventh prince. He heard that although he didn't spit out the tea in his mouth, he was choked, patted his chest, and coughed a few times, feeling a little heart-piercing.

On the other hand, Luo Qingyu was already used to numbness. He was sitting upright, with his back against the back of the chair, his hands resting on the handle of the chair, and his feet were really separated and stepped on the ground. He didn't even take a sip of tea, so no matter how shocked he was, he wouldn't do anything detrimental to the scholar's elegance.

Xiahou Lingyuan briefly talked about the eleventh prince Xia Houlan and Yuanyuan, and also briefly talked about the agreement between him and Xia Houlan. It took a long time before he heard Fang Ting's way : "As you said, the thirteenth prince is the destiny. Even if the son is favored and supported by your two elder brothers wholeheartedly, this throne belongs to him, and no one can take it away."

Xiahou Lingyuan frowned: "But Yuanyuan—"

"Your worries don't exist. Since the empress is persuaded by you, then what she taught the thirteen princes is the way to be a prince. The empress is a sensible person, the mother of a country, and she should know what to do. Besides, the loneliness you mentioned is to him. But it doesn't exist, there are you, the queen, and the eleven princes, so how can we talk about loneliness."

The next day, Xiahou Lingyuan was blocked outside the palace by Chang An again, so he could only go to the Palace of Compassion.

In the Compassion Palace, Yuanyuan was playing with the sepak takraw ball he bought, and was very happy. Seeing him coming, she came up and hugged his leg to play the game of fetching the ball.

Xiahou Lingyuan shook his head, "Don't play, my brother has something to do with his mother, so you play first."

"Yuanyuan also has something to do, and Yuanyuan has something to do." The little fat cub stood up and opened his arms to hug him. His favorite brother and queen mother want to play together. If you don't take him with you, he doesn't want to. He also has something to say to his mother. .

"Yuanyuan is obedient," Xiahou Lingyuan motioned for his servants to take him away, but the chubby cub held on to his clothes, pursed his mouth, and looked like he was about to cry.

Xiahou Lingyuan raised his eyebrows, why did this little chubby boy cry a lot when he was on a mission to Chu Yun?

"Don't cry." He pretended to be cold, but he didn't expect that as soon as the words fell, the little chubby boy's tears fell down, his mouth was slightly opened, and he cried out.

This was the first time he saw the little chubby cub cry. In the past, when the little chubby cub was just born, he never cried in front of him, but always cried in front of others. Crying so aggrieved, with his little nose twitching, Xiahou Lingyuan was at a loss for the first time, slightly flustered, just as he was about to bend down to pick up the person, he saw a pair of hands that were faster than him and snatched the little fat boy away. go.

Xia Houlan left school from the Imperial College, and as soon as she walked outside the Palace of Compassion, she heard the baby crying, and when she ran in, she saw the baby dragging a person's clothes, crying loudly, with tears all over her face.

He held her tightly in his arms, his heart ached so badly, he patted the little man's back, and comforted him in a low voice: "Baby don't cry, baby don't cry, brother is here, baby don't cry, don't cry, brother is here Woolen cloth."

Although his face was very anxious, he still held his temper and comforted him slowly. Perhaps he had never encountered a little fat boy crying so hard. A word of comfort, and I don't know other words of comfort.

When the chubby cub saw his third favorite person, his crying gradually subsided. He stretched out his chubby white arms to wrap around Xia Houlan's neck, aggrieved, and cried intermittently: "Brother, don't you... ..I don't like... I like Yuanyuan, wow—”

Xia Houlan didn't have time to trouble the culprit, so while wiping tears for the little man in her arms, she said, "I like it, the baby is so good, everyone likes it, if anyone doesn't like it, my brother will beat him to like it." Kissed the little fat cub's face with a look of pity.

Xiahou Lingyuan, who might be about to be beaten: "..."

What are these things?Did the Imperial College teach Xia Houlan to fight?And let him spoil the little fat boy so openly?

Hearing Xia Houlan's words, the chubby little boy stopped his tears, turned slightly, put his arm around his neck, and pointed at Xiahou Lingyuan with the other. His tone was expectant and excited, obviously believing Xia Houlan's words, "Big brother, he If you don’t like Yuanyuan anymore, brother will beat him to make him like Yuanyuan again.”

Xiahou Lingyuan was almost laughed out of anger, and the depressed mood that had been in the past two days has dissipated a lot. Just now, he was afraid that he would suddenly make a sound, and Xia Houlan's comfort would be in vain. This time, seeing the little fat boy stopped crying , also feel relieved.

I thought Xia Houlan was just talking about it, pretending to comfort the little fat boy, but he didn't expect that he put the little fat boy aside safely, and when he looked back at himself, his eyes really took on a murderous look.

Xiahou Lingyuan glanced at him, and then looked at the little fat boy not far away who was patting the little fat boy and shouting "Brother, come on!" He didn't know who he was cheering for.

He said softly: "You are—"

"You made the baby cry." Xia Houlan tensed all over, bowed slightly, and prepared to attack. "It's the first time I've seen the baby cry so sadly. It's time to hit me."

The author has something to say: the number of words in the second update is a bit too much, and it has been delayed until now, sorry.