Xue Yao maintained the position of holding the toy wooden carriage high above his head, motionless, with a serious expression as if he was about to stand up and blow up a bunker.
There was the sound of a group of boys laughing and joking around them, and the sound of a young child crying.
As his mind gradually cleared, the last memory in Xue Yao's mind was the roar of the airplane before it crashed.
He needed to find a quiet place to think about the current situation, so he put down the toy wooden horse he had raised above his head, his arms a little sore.
A boy's displeased voice came, "What's the dilly-dallying! Ah Yao? Drop it!"
Ah Yao? Is it calling out to him?
Xue Yao looked blankly at the person who had called him Ah Yao, a child.
Twisting his head to look around, a group of children.
Xue Yao's eyes gradually widened.
Why are all these kids dressed up in costume?
The boy who called him Ayao was about ten years old, wearing a vermillion straightjacket, with fair skin, fine features, and thin single eyelids slightly squinted, revealing a domineering meanness.
"What are you fuming about?" Seeing that Xue Yao still didn't make a move to wrestle the wooden horse, the Third Prince stepped forward and waved his hand, ready to do it himself.
Xue Yao murmured in confusion, "What are you guys ......"
He suddenly choked on the words before they were finished.
Why does he have a child's voice?
He looked down at his body incredulously, and sure enough, it was the body of a child.
Is this a dream?
Gradually, the cries of a strange toddler approached.
Xue Yao followed the sound and lowered his head, just to see a three or four year old toddler running to him, bending down as if he were a small penguin, trying very hard to pick up the toy wooden horse on the ground.
Seeing that the little wooden horse was about to be lifted up by the young children, the Third Prince suddenly detached himself from Xue Yao, stepped forward, kicked the wooden horse, and laughed loudly, "Aiya! Old Seven's little wooden horse has fallen and its ears are broken!"
The toddler sniffed nervously and hung his little head down to take a look, realizing that his toy wooden horse had indeed lost one of its ears, and burst into whimpering tears.
"Old Seven is crying!" The Third Prince got more and more excited, took a step over the small wooden horse, bent down and stepped on the horse's tail, and coaxed, "The small wooden horse's tail is broken!"
The toddler rubbed his eyes as he cried, glanced at the disconnected ponytail, and let out another louder cry.
His cries never drew comfort from those around him, so with open little fat arms, he snapped and ran to the surrounding courtesans, taking turns begging for a hug.
The delicate features of the young child some mixed flavor, long eyelashes under the tearful eyes, small mouth aggrieved straight aside, that little look weak, poor, and obese, simply call people heartbreak.
The palace maids, however, bowed their heads and stepped back, not daring to mind their own business.
This young child is a Persian dancer for the emperor gave birth to the seventh prince, although his mother consort is very popular with the Holy Spirit, but after all, mixed with foreign blood, the future of a gray, no one dares to offend the third prince for him.
Xue Yao's foggy brain grasped the name "Old Seven".
He remembered the Dragon Ao Tian novel that he had stayed up late last night on the airplane to finish reading, and the male protagonist was the seventh prince, Lu Qian, who was often referred to as Old Seven by his brothers.
So, was he dreaming? Dreaming about the plot of that novel.
Since it was a dream, Xue Yao once again lowered his head and looked earnestly at the Seventh Prince.
Worthy of being Dragon Ao Tian Bentian, the cub stage had grown such a woeful little face, even exceeding the face value Xue Yao had brainstormed while reading the book, and it was estimated that if the novel was made into a TV series in the future, he would not be able to find such a suitable brat to play the role.
Thinking he was dreaming, Xue Yao missed his last chance to survive, failed to help, and became one of the members of the Trojan Horse of Ruin, and was remembered in the shadow zone of the Seventh Prince's young mind.
The seventh prince who couldn't beg for a hug snapped and ran away to tell his mother!
In the half hour or so that followed, the confusing memories in Xue Yao's head gradually cleared up.
The owner of this body is also called Xue Yao, born in the 13th year of Lin An, eight years old this year, and is the servant reader of His Royal Highness the Third Prince.
Xue Yao is the son of the family, grandfather of the year the temple examination list and first, the official to the Ministry of Household, and then shade into the State Prison is the first son of the Xue family.
And Xue Yao's father is the third in line, can only participate in the imperial examinations themselves, Lin An two years in the third grade, currently in the Ministry of Ceremony to mix a mouthful of food.
Xue Yao's selection to be the Third Prince's companion was actually arranged by his father, Master Xue.
Master Xue thought that the Grand Prince was most likely to be made the Crown Prince, so he sent Xue Qiong, the first born of the Xue family, to the Grand Prince.
And the third prince also has five percent possibility to become the crown prince, because his mother consort's brother is the salt straight governor, in recent years in the coastal area fought two big victories, the scenery is infinite, and even the mother consort of the third prince is also therefore to get the holy favor.
Although it may only be a moment of scenery, Master Xue did not dare to neglect, so he sent the concubine Xue Yao to the side of the third prince.
In case the Grand Prince overturned, the Xue family was counting on Xue Yao to risk his life to advise and save the Xue family's beloved Xue Qiong.
In case the Third Prince flipped (which was certain as well as certain at the moment), the Xue family planned to break their wrists and sacrifice this well-behaved and understanding commoner son, Xue Yao.
This was all analyzed by Xue Yao based on the novel's description of this supporting character in only a few words, combined with the supporting character's own memories.
The original owner of this body, Xue Yao, was a genuine eight year old child, unsuspecting of the adults' arrangements, very much heeding his father's advice and faithfully following the Third Prince.
And Xue Yao remembered the ending of this cannon fodder in the novel: dying under the sword of King Ning on the day his men surrounded the palace.
In the novel, there is another graphic description of the death of this cannon fodder--
Xue Yao abandoned the Emperor in a critical situation and tried to escape through the west gate of the forbidden palace.
Fleeing to Xihua Yuan, Xue Yao suddenly saw purple shadows sweeping across his eyes, a long figure landing gently and slowly, holding a sword in one hand and standing with his back turned.
"The little wooden horse's ear fell out." The voice of the man with the sword was low and magnetic and pleasant to the ear, but it was wrapped in the silky chill of a viper spitting out its mail, he slowly turned around, a pair of deceivingly smiling eyes locking onto Xue Yao, and with a hook of his left lip, the sand and dust around him flew up, boiling with murderous intent.
Recognizing that the visitor was actually the King of Ning, Xue Yao panicked and stepped back, suddenly feeling a strong wind sweeping across his side face, he raised his hand to cover his side ear, only to realize that his ear had been cut off!
And a drop of blood dripped from the tip of King Ning's sword, piercingly crimson.
Xue Yao was like meeting a Cultivator Evil Ghost, so shocked that she backed up repeatedly, the Ning King in front of her suddenly disappeared, and the teasing voice rang out from behind her again, "The little wooden horse's tail is broken."
As soon as the words fell, a sharp sword stabbed into Xue Yao's tailbone, and the white bone came out of his raw wrist!
......
Recalling this episode, Xue Yao couldn't help but tighten his chrysanthemums.
I thought it was awesome when I was watching it, but now I just feel an earache, a pain in the ass, and a heartache!
Is this a dream or not?
Why does a dream make his mind so clear?
If it wasn't a dream, wouldn't it mean that he had traveled into the novel he was reading?
And just ten minutes ago, he witnessed the whole process of "the Seventh Prince's little wooden horse being broken by an ear and a tail"!
In the novel, Seventh Prince Ning's little wooden horse was lifted up and broken by Xue Yao herself, and the horse's tail was also stepped on and broken by Xue Yao at the behest of the Third Prince.
Because Xue Yao had just suddenly put on this body and was slow to react, the Third Prince was impatient and did these two things himself.
So, there was a right to grievances, would King Ning thus not bother with Xue Yao's ears and tail vertebrae?
Based on the persona in the novel, no way, Xue Yao is dead!
The Third Prince is dead.
The little followers who were screaming at the Third Prince's side just now are all dead.
Then can Xue Yao quit his status as a companion reader and travel far away from home, relying on the cultural knowledge of modern people to reign supreme in the Niujia Village and win the hearts of all the girls in the village?
Probably not, since it's a Dragon Pride novel.
Dragon Ao Tian novel we all understand, usually IQ even two hundred eight cannon fodder, a encounter with the protagonist, instantly down to two to eight, not to mention escape the palms of the protagonist, the protagonist does not look for him, he also took the initiative to look for it, death is the cannon fodder of the passive skills.
And the protagonist of the multi-intelligence near demon handsome fried sky, that are just the basic configuration, Ning Wang Lu Qian not only amazing force value, and cultivate the agent's eyes and ears all over the world, the information feedback speed is comparable to the telecom gigabit wireless network, there is not a villain can escape face!
Heavens, earth, if Xue Yao really died in a plane crash and crossed over, he should have been given a decent supporting role!
He has never done anything bad in his life ah, somehow suffered a plane crash is already bad enough, but also to wear a protagonist cut ear poke butt eighteen line cannon fodder!
Is there any justice!
Complaining won't solve the problem, we still need to understand the current living environment before analyzing it calmly, Xue Yao found an excuse to take leave and left the palace to return to his house.
The old master of the Xue family is still alive, so there is no separation of the family, the mansion is the ancestral inheritance of the four big house, with a large courtyard with small bridges and water.
Strolling through the copyhold veranda, the spring breeze from the courtyard brushed his face, Xue Yao's tangled mood was slightly soothed, and the original master's memories were almost straightened out.
Xue Yao's father is not a small official, is no oil and water, so the days of the older brother's family than the assault on the Ministry of households is much poorer.
The era of the novel is Daqi, similar to the Ming Dynasty, where officials' salaries are so low that corruption has a formal name, such as lower-level officials giving gifts to higher-level officials, once in the winter and once in the summer, called charcoal and ice, in addition to the three festivals and two birthdays, which are also routinely given.
Capital officials can not directly contact the people, woolgathering, living life all rely on the lower level officials agreed to a variety of filial piety.
But Master Xue's this official, the management of the correctional aspect, the contact object is mainly in the palace, the hands of the officials can not make oil and water, forced to clean.
The days are getting worse and worse, and they are all counting on the Xue family's youngest master, Xue Qiong, to assist the Grand Prince in his flight to heaven and bring the whole family with him.
Let's just say that this day's meal was the first time Xue Yao felt just how unaffluent the Xue family was.
Although there is no separation of the families, but the weekday meals are eaten by each family.
Xue Yao's family lived in the Xue Mansion's East Courtyard, and the only people at the dinner table were Master Xue, Mrs. Chen, and the two young masters.
The first young master is the first born Xue Qiong, who just turned ten this year, and the second young master is Xue Yao.
Xue Yao's own mother, Aunt Zhou, could not join her at the table and had to be on the sidelines, serving the Master and Mistress with the maids.
Today there was a pheasant soup, a flavorful stew with two tender, fatty chicken thighs.
In accordance with international practice, Auntie Zhou fished one chicken leg into the Master's bowl, while the other one was to be given to the Mrs.
But Mrs. said she had bad teeth and couldn't eat it, so naturally the chicken leg was given to her son, Xue Qiong.
On the opposite side of the table, Xue Yao let out a "gulp" and gulped.
Before he wore it, he was tired of eating chicken legs, and now that he had eaten cabbage in clear soup for two days, the flavor of the chicken legs smelled, like abalone, and Xue Yao's eight year old gluttony simply could not resist the temptation.
Master Xue, still a bit of a father, heard his youngest son swallowing and looked at the chicken thighs in the bowl of soup in front of him, so he said, "I don't have very good teeth either, so this ......"
Xue Yao was just about to be grateful when Xue Qiong, his elder brother beside him, finished gnawing on a chicken leg quickly and raised his hand with a mouth full of grease, "My child has good teeth! I'll eat it on behalf of my father!"
This was said as if he was trying to suffer, Xue Yao could not let him "suffer", and hurriedly scrambled to suffer for his father: "Big brother has already eaten one, so let me do it for him!"
Mrs. Chen saw this concubine pup dared not know good and bad, immediately spoke for her own son Xue Qiong: "Your elder brother recently accompanied the great prince to practice the sword, especially hard, naturally, you have to eat more meat to make up for it."
Master Xue gave a slight lurch, and the chicken leg that he had intended to push in front of his youngest son turned in the right direction.
Fairness was secondary, the eldest son was the sidekick of the prospective Crown Prince and the hope of the Xue family, so naturally he should be favored.
Master Xue did not read the script, did not know that in the end it was the third prince who was established, not to mention that the third prince's dragon chair was killed by the seventh prince before it was warmed up, and in his eyes, the eldest prince was the most promising, so the eldest son, Xue Qiong, was also the most promising.
Seeing that the chicken leg was about to be lost, Xue Yao had a brainwave and said to Master Xue, "Our Third Prince is being quizzed by the Emperor on the Four Books and the Five Classics all day long, it's quite hard, and the Emperor doesn't really supervise the Great Prince's sword practice anyway, so Big Brother can be lazy once in a while!"
Master Xue keenly raised his eyes to Xue Yao and asked, "His Majesty often quizzes the Third Prince on his learning?"
Xue Yao complained in a childish manner, "Yes~ The brothers in our courtyard have to be on their toes all the time!"
Xue Yao used his adult brain to easily figure out that, as a pawn of the Xue family, the chips for him to compete with Xue Qiong were never to be petulant and cute and play pitiful, but rather, the Third Prince was more favored by the Holy Spirit than the Grand Prince, and with the Third Prince in favor, the hope of the Xue family would be him, Xue Yao, rather than Xue Qiong.
As expected, as soon as this was said, Master Xue did not hesitate to push the chicken leg in front of Xue Yao, lovingly telling him to eat slowly, and adding that he would stew another chicken tomorrow if he loved it.
The battle for the chicken was easily won by Xue Yao.
However, after the meal, as soon as the master left, Mrs. Chen's face was as cold as an ice sculpture, and with a roll of her eyelids she glared at Auntie Zhou, sneering, "Really good at teaching her son, at a young age she has taught him to have a heart of gold, not distinguishing between the young and the old, and believing in what she says, so how can she expect him to do his filial duty?"
Aunt Zhou's face went white with fear, bowing and replying, "Concubine was negligent in disciplining Yao Ge'er, I ask Mistress to chastise her."
Xue Yao: "......"
Once upon a time, many aunts in novels rode on the head of the main house, how come it was his turn to cross the border and he ran into such an aunt with less than five combat power?
Aunt Zhou is considered a great beauty, in the memory of Xue Yao's body, the aunt is a very gentle and virtuous ancient women, exactly how to enter the Xue House, Xue Yao's original owner is still young, and there is no memory in this regard, only to know that Aunt Zhou usually treats herself as a slave, in front of Mrs. Chen, it is even shorter than several levels.
Mrs. Chen and Aunt Zhou are both victims of the ancient system of multiple concubine marriages, both are miserable, and as a matter of fact should not hurt each other anymore, but ......
Mrs. Chen coldly instructed Aunt Zhou, "Go to the ancestral hall and copy the scriptures to repent."
"Splat," Xue Yao, who was originally rambling, suddenly knelt down for Mrs. Chen! "Mother rest your anger, it's the child's fault."
Aunt Zhou looked over with tears in her eyes and said in a small, urgent voice: "It has nothing to do with you, quickly retreat, don't disturb the cleanliness of the wife!"
Xue Yao: "......"
Heaven bears witness that this sudden kneeling and admission of wrongdoing was not of his own volition!
As if it was an instinctive reaction from this body, he inexplicably did so!
Although he had no feelings for Aunt Zhou, this body and memories seemed to be deeply attached to his own mother and would unconsciously defend her.
Preferably out of affectionate memory, but don't you think this cannon fodder's body has some special setting that makes it act and say specific things when a specific event occurs?
For example, as soon as he saw the cub-aged little Ning King buy a new toy, Xue Yao couldn't help but run up and smash it or something ......
Then he is to grow two hundred pairs of ears and ten thousand tails, it is not enough for Long Ao Tian to cut!
The inner grass mud horse hadn't finished running, Xue Yao's ears suddenly rang a mechanical system prompt: [Whitewashing point +6, the villain as a personal system newbie tutorial is complete, warm reminder, whitewashing point reaches 50, you can open the exchange interface].