Lucky Star Gao Zhao

Chapter 740

Gao Zhao helped Wu Changliang out of the cabin and came to the deck on the second floor.

Wu Changliang held on to the handrail, Gao Zhao looked down and saw Gao Xing lying on the deck of the first floor, which frightened her.

Dai Qiu next to him said that Mr. Gao said he needed to get used to it, and he was still lying in the house, so it was better to lie outside.

Not far away is a fat man, it's Xianglan, who is also lying down.

"Where is Pandan?"

"Second Mistress, if Xianglan said that the young master can do it, so can she, and she has to get used to it."

Wu Changliang smiled and said, "I'm going to lie down too."

"You can't lie on the deck, it's so cold, Dai Qiu, look for it, if there are any cots or boards, put them on the deck on the second floor, let them lie there, people on the first floor walk around, lie there Get in the way. Second master, go back to the house and change your clothes, just to bask in the sun, if you can't bear it, go back to the house again."

Prince Wu also came out when he heard the movement, and watched with a smile.

Then, Wu Changliang and Gao Xingrong lay down on the second floor, and a few servants on the first floor, and Tao Xi also came out to lie down.

After a while, Wu Changyuan was supported to lie down, and he vomited twice in the middle, Gao Xingrong said: "Brother Wu, don't think about fainting, you can think about what you like most, I like to practice martial arts, so I just think about it." , I want to overcome seasickness, and then I will do push-ups and boxing on the deck. Brother Ang, let me teach you, you are too thin and eat too little, you can’t do this, and you won’t be able to escape even if you encounter thieves.”

Wu Changyuan: When I meet a thief, why should I run away with him?

Gao Zhao knelt down and asked Wu Changliang who was lying down: "Second Master, how is it? If Bi faints in the room, let's go back."

"No, I have to get used to it, and I'm bored in the house."

"That's right, elder sister, I think it's better to be outside, but I can't open my eyes now, and I will feel dizzy when I open my eyes."

"Huh? You didn't plug your ears? Can you hear me?"

Gao Zhao finally came to his senses, looked at Wu Changliang again, he could hear it too, looked at his ears, there was nothing plugged, I remembered it was plugged for him in the morning.

"I took it off."

Gao Xingrong said aside: "I'm not plugged either, my ears are buzzing, I'm not afraid, I've already learned how to ride a horse, how can this still trouble me? I thought to myself, I'm not afraid of it and I don't care about it, as long as I pay attention, I don't always think about getting dizzy , it will be fine slowly."

Princess Pingwu in the room could hear the vigor of Gao Xingrong's speech.

Listening to them talk, forget dizzy.

Dai Qiu moved a chair, Gao Zhao sat down, and the three of them who were lying down liked to talk about Xing Rong, and the two brothers listened.

After getting married, Gao Zhao didn't see his brother a few times, so Gao Zhao asked him about the school, and how the pony was.

Gao Xingrong said excitedly, saying whatever comes to mind, the siblings chatted happily.

In the middle, Dai Qiu brought water and several people drank it.

"Sister, tell me a story, time flies by listening to stories."

Gao Zhao coughs, how can I tell the messy stories I told my younger brother at home before, my parents-in-law are listening.

"How can there be so many stories, all told."

"It's okay, I love to listen to what I've heard."

If you go all out, just talk about one thing, what are you talking about?

"Elder sister, talk about the Lotus Lantern, I like to listen to it the most."

Keke, Keke.

Just talk.

Therefore, Gao Zhao, who had told his two younger brothers countless times before, began to be a storyteller.

At the beginning, I sat down and said, and when it came to the critical moment, I stood up and used body language, and my voice was full of emotion and rhythm.

Anyway, they were all lying down with their eyes closed, they could only hear but not see.

One day, I took back the posture I made, and felt someone behind me. When I turned around, I was scared!

The son-in-law and the princess were listening and watching at the door.

Seeing Gao Zhao's terrified appearance, Concubine Wu suppressed a smile and said, "Well said, you continue."

Princess Pingwu held back her laughter. They had been listening for two days before her daughter-in-law found out.

The speech is so devoted, but the speech is good, even better than that of the storyteller, no wonder he can write a storybook.

Gao Zhao said something about his sore throat, slipped into the room, and muttered to Dai Qiu, "Why didn't you tell the princess that they came out?"

Dai Qiu wondered: "I can hear it in the house, everyone downstairs is listening, Xianglan is very excited, and she has to repeat it to the servants every night, she said she has heard it many times, I'll talk too."

In front of Gao Zhao's eyes floated the appearance of a chubby Xianglan dancing and telling a story.

Yes, when Pandan tells a story, she dances with hands and feet.

In this way, I arrived in Jining Mansion in ten days, and I took a boat during the day every day. At night, there were always local officials waiting at the pier to pick me up and live in another courtyard.

Consort Wu brought his eldest son to socialize with officials. Like Princess Pingwu, he did not receive any female relatives.

Gao Zhao just wondered why he didn't take the second master with him, he just thought that the second son was different, and didn't think much about anything else.

Jining Mansion is the hometown of Confucius and Mencius. Gao Zhao asked Wu Changliang that he would stay here for two days.

It's great. I didn't have the opportunity to visit where I wanted to visit in my previous life. This time I can see the ancient residence where the descendants of Confucius lived.

This time I lived in the Royal Courtyard, which Emperor Chengzong had lived in before, and kept it all the time.

Princess Pingwu stood in the courtyard for a long time, recalling her father who spoiled her to heaven.

Father Huang told her that he went to Hangzhou by boat that year and lived in Jining Mansion for a few days.

This is the place where my father lived, and it is kept as it is. The books my father read and everything my father used are still there.

Concubine Wu stood quietly by Ping Wu, seeing tears in her eyes, he didn't say anything to comfort her.

No words can comfort you when you miss your loved ones.

He also stood facing the south in the Princess Mansion at night, although he spent too little time with his parents, he would always remember what his father said to him when he left home.

My father said to protect myself, everything is there.

Yes, he is here, the Wu family is fine, but he didn't see his parents for the last time before they left, which is a lifetime regret.

Princess Pingwu called her son and daughter-in-law, and led them to kneel down and kowtow three times to the square chair in the room.

Gao Zhao and the others had already learned that Emperor Chengzong lived in this courtyard. Wu Changyuan and his brothers looked serious, Gao Zhao kept his mouth shut, and now Wu Changliang followed behind.

Then they were asked to go back, and when they left, Princess Pingwu knelt down and cried bitterly again, Prince Wu knelt down and hugged her, letting Pingwu cry in his arms for a long time.

Mammy Jiang came over and said that the princess ordered not to go there, Gao Zhao called his younger brother, and the three of them had dinner.

Gao Xingrong felt that the atmosphere was more serious, and he had a silent meal without saying a word.

After the meal, Gao Zhao didn't leave the house, so he had a conversation with Wu Changliang in the house, and then read the notebook Jia Xibei and Yan Qin gave her.

She said that the person who wrote the ghost story wrote it, but she remembered that it was written by the scholar who wrote You Niang's grievance.

When I opened it, the title of the book was Biography of Mountain Ghosts, and I finished reading it in a while. It was a short story, and a small hill turned into a ghost. It turned out that it was a villain who had been buried for thousands of years and was cast under a spell.

A sudden earth dragon made him run out, and the end result was that someone killed the people and burned the little mountain bag, making him lose his soul and never be able to take shape again.

(End of this chapter)