Disastrous year!Before the whole family is wiped out, a little blessing falls from the sky!

For ordinary people, the royal family is simply out of reach and like gods. They rarely meet or even hear about it.

Now, a prince appeared in front of him so carelessly, and he was still his cousin. It was really...

Fortunately, Yang Lihua was still in the room. She was more concerned about the cause of her cousin's death than the fact that her nephew was a prince.

"Kangcheng, is your mother missing in the palace? Is she sick or murdered? Where is your grandfather and your uncle? I remember we all went to Kyoto together!"

Mr. Huang's heart warmed when he heard this, and he quickly responded, "Don't worry, aunt, my mother was not killed. Her body was already weak, and it would be even worse after giving birth to me. Although she is lingering on the sickbed, she will not avoid suffering, but she is not lacking. There is little medical treatment and little medicine.

"My mother asked my father for permission to live here in the palace because she was afraid that I would have no one to rely on and be bullied. As for my grandfather and uncle..."

He hesitated and finally told the truth.

"Not long after my mother entered the palace, my grandmother died of illness. The following year, my grandfather also followed, leaving only my uncle who became addicted to gambling. He secretly asked people to ask my mother for money. Later, he fell into the river drunk and drowned. , my mother is at peace."

Yang Lihua's face was extremely complicated. She really didn't know whether to scold her cousin for being careless or to feel sorry for her uncle and aunt who both passed away.

She held her nephew's hand and comforted her in a low voice, "It's a thing of the past, don't be sad anymore. Your mother is alive in heaven and she definitely hopes that you will live a good life. Come to your aunt often from now on. If you need help, ask someone to help you." A letter."

"Okay, aunt." Mr. Huang responded with a smile.

He Xiong watched from the side and really didn't know what to say. He once doubted whether he was still alive.

An ordinary peasant woman asked to "teach" so calmly in front of the prince of a country, without any fear or discomfort.

And the prince of a country, who is so rich and proud, actually listens to the nagging of the peasant woman, just like the naughty boy next door...

Does the Tai family have some magic power? Anyone who comes here will change their appearance!

I'm afraid that the next time he comes here, he won't be surprised to see the emperor sitting on the Tai family kang eating noodles...

After saying a few words, Yang Lihua stood up and said to the old man, "Dad, I won't delay you guys getting down to business. I'll go find Dong Niang to make dumplings together, and we'll have dinner in half an hour."

"Okay, let's go." The old man waved his hand, and Zhuzhu jumped off the ground, ran to hold her mother's hand, and shouted in a sweet voice.

"Mom, Zhuzhu will help you with your work!"

"Okay, my Zhuzhu is the most well-behaved. She is really my mother's caring little cotton-padded jacket!" Yang Lihua rubbed her daughter's hair and led her out the door.

He Xiong wanted to stand up and salute Mr. Huang, but seeing that none of the Tai family had any intention of kneeling down and kowtow, he hesitated.

After all, it was Mr. Tai who noticed his weirdness and comforted him, "Brother He, don't think too much. No matter what identity Kang Cheng is, he is just the nephew of his step-grandfather's daughter-in-law. He is a child of our family, not a prince." .

"You came here today to wish me a birthday, and you are also a guest in our house. We just sit together, eat, drink, and have fun. We don't need to pay too much attention to the rest. Otherwise, how can we get along? It's so weird!"

Mr. Huang also nodded and said, "Grandpa Tai is right. I am my aunt's nephew. If I hadn't met General He, I wouldn't even want to reveal my identity. There really is nothing to say. He is just a palace guard who was thrown into the palace since he was a child. He’s just an abandoned son of the imperial mausoleum!”

Mr. Tai and others felt sad when they heard these words. It didn't take a guess to know that Kang Cheng must have been afraid that Yang Lihua would miss him, so Kang Cheng didn't tell the truth.

A five-year-old child suddenly lost his mother and was sent so far away and so cold to the north, guarding the imperial mausoleum alone without any relatives around him to take care of him. How could he not cry and feel aggrieved!To be able to survive and grow up, I don’t know how many hardships I have experienced...

"Kangcheng," the old man said seriously, "from now on, whenever you have free time, come and stay for a few days. If you don't mind, this is your home. Do you understand?"

"I know, Grandpa." Mr. Huang removed the word "Tai" and called him Grandpa directly, which made him look even closer.

The old man was so coaxed that he beamed and asked, "Are you studying and practicing martial arts with anyone now? Is there a good gentleman? My Yongning is studying with Wu Juren in the city. Wu Juren is quite good in knowledge and character. If you need, I Just tell me for you?"

Mr. Huang smiled and said, "Grandpa, don't worry. When I was eight years old, I happened to save a great scholar who was in trouble and stayed in the palace to teach me how to study. Although I am dull, I am somewhat knowledgeable now. As for martial arts, I learn from the guards. It’s not bad, the last time I was injured in the mountains was because I underestimated the enemy, not because I didn’t have the ability to protect myself.”

"That's good, that's good." The old man finally felt relieved.

He Xiong's eyes flashed, he took over the conversation, and slowly started chatting with Mr. Huang.

Huang Gongzi has actually dabbled in astronomy, geography, mountains and rivers, customs and culture of various places, and even marching formations, and his insights are very good.

Looking at him again, he talks and laughs, is gentle, polite and friendly, and occasionally has a sharp look in the corner of his eyes, which makes people dare not underestimate him. He is really outstanding beyond expectations!
He Xiong was secretly frightened. In the past few years, the Emperor of Kyoto had often been ill, and several princes were constantly fighting overtly and covertly. They all just fell in love with that chair.

If they knew that the Sixth Prince, who was hiding in the imperial mausoleum in the North, had grown up so well, even far better than them, I wonder what they would think...

Mr. Huang didn't seem to see the complexity in his eyes, and continued to talk with everyone, avoiding mentioning the crops outside.

"Grandpa, the autumn harvest is about to begin. The crops outside our house are so good, do we have to guard against villains stealing them? Do you want me to send some people over to help?"

Mr. Huang said this sincerely. He had lived in the North for many years and he was very aware of the suffering of the people.Continuous natural disasters have made it even more difficult for people to survive.

Now that such good food suddenly appears, once it is disposed of, it will be the hope for the people of the entire North to have enough to eat and clothing to wear.

The old man didn't hide it from him, and responded, "I was quite worried at first. All the manpower in the village that could be allocated was allocated to patrol, because I was afraid that the crops would be ruined.

"But now I'm not afraid anymore. The general of the border army decided to buy most of the corn to make seeds, and will also send people to help patrol and protect the harvest. We only prepared carrying poles and baskets, waiting for harvest."

The border guards buy seeds in large quantities? !

Mr. Huang's heart skipped a beat, and he looked at He Xiong again. The two of them were tacitly talking to each other.

At this time, the dumplings are also cooked.

Zhuzhu came in with a hand full of flour and said, "Grandpa, Zhuzhu made a lot of dumplings for grandpa to eat!"

"Hey, okay, okay!" The old man happily hugged his granddaughter and was very happy. "The dumplings made by Zhuzhu in my family must be delicious. Grandpa will eat a hundred of them!"

Everyone also joined in the fun and counted the numbers one after another, which made the fat girl lose her mind.

Soon, the table was rearranged, everyone sat around, and Bai Pang'er's juicy boiled dumplings were served.

He Xiong joked and ate the dumplings one by one, but he was hiding something in his heart and could not taste the flavor in his mouth... (End of Chapter)