Wind rises time and space gate

Chapter 52 The old man
He has never seen his mother since he grew up on the milk of his third aunt.

Others have mothers, and grow up to have no mothers.

Now when he heard that Sister Lin might be his mother, he couldn't sit still anymore, turned around and was about to run out.

As long as now, I have to find His Highness, and now I have to find my mother!

Lin Qiushan had sharp eyes and quick hands, and grabbed him: "Long Zhi, you can't tell His Highness about this matter, you can't let His Highness know, remember?"

why?
"Is grandpa worried that bad guys will come to catch my mother and Changzhi?"

"Yes, if others knew about it, they would capture Changzhi and Changzhi's mother. When they grow up, they will never see their mother again, nor will they see their grandparents."

Changzhi looked nervous: "Then don't tell me! Just grow up and grandpa and grandma know!"

"Okay, good boy. You must remember to take a look this time, you know?"

"Long enough to know, long enough to find His Highness now!"

Ignoring that sister Dongxue invited him to see the goldfish, he ran to the palace with his two calves.

"Go to Miss Lin now?" Zhao Guangyuan was out of breath seeing him running all the way, not knowing why.

Are you in such a hurry?
"It's so long that I have something very important, I have to go to my sister."

Zhao Guangyuan looked at him deeply, closed his eyes for a long time, and shook his head: "I can't go through it now."

It wilts immediately after growing up.

I was listless all day.From time to time, he ran outside the hall to see if the sun had set, hoping that when it got dark, he would go over immediately with a whoosh.

Afraid of forgetting, I used the pen given by my sister to draw a small ear on the palm of my hand to remind myself.

Zhao Guangyuan turned his head and glanced at him, but remained silent.This little kid has been acting weird all day, and his mouth is still strict.

Gee.

"Don't use the pen over there, you still have to use the brush to practice big calligraphy." After the lesson was over, he picked up the pen over there and started writing.

It grew so long that he curled his lips when he saw it, but still obediently copied the big characters with a brush.

He just hoped that the time would pass quickly so that he could find Sister Lin.Zhao Guangyuan was eager to recruit, and he took out his pocket watch to check the time from time to time.

But the two of them waited and waited, but more than a dozen palace people came.

"Your Highness, Seventh Highness!"

"Cao Cuo?"

"It's an old slave! Your Highness, my poor Seventh Highness!" Cao Cuo threw himself at Zhao Guangyuan's feet, kneeling in front of Zhao Guangyuan and weeping loudly.

They all thought that they were going to die of old age in Huangzhuang in this life, but they didn't expect to see His Highness the Seventh Prince again one day.

His poor Seventh Highness has become so thin, like a hemp stick, which can be blown away by the wind.How much has His Highness suffered in these years.

Where is His Majesty the Seventh Highness, who is handsome, handsome and unrestrained?Give it back to him quickly!

"Your Highness! This old slave finally saw His Highness." Cao Cuo cried until his nose was in tears.

Zhao Guangyuan was also a little jealous.

He didn't expect to see his old people from the palace again.

That year, the prince's brother and his family were sentenced to death, and his mother committed suicide. He was demoted to guard the mausoleum, and the palace servants who served them were demoted to death... In the past six years, there was no one he knew well around him.

Before meeting Miss Lin, he sometimes didn't say a word for several months.

"Get up." Zhao Guangyuan choked with sobs and leaned over to help him.

"Your Highness..." His Highness suffered a great deal.

"Don't be sad, this hall is still alive."

One sentence caused Cao Cuo to burst into tears again.

"Don't cry anymore, let Zhao Lingcheng see the joke."

Only then did Cao Cuo lift his sleeve and press it at the corner of his eye.

Zhao Changle stepped forward: "Your Highness Seventh, these people were selected by the officials in Huangzhuang to serve you. You can see if they are useful. If they are not useful, you can find someone to report to me, and I will send them out again."

Chosen in Huangzhuang?

Zhao Guangyuan swept across the palace people standing in a row one by one, and some of them looked familiar.

Glancing at Cao Cuo, Cao Cuo nodded almost invisible to him.Zhao Guangyuan understood.

Zhao Changle, as mausoleum magistrate, is qualified to pick someone.His good father would not remember these little things, this is probably Zhao Changle's own intention.And Cao Cuo was thinking about him all the time, maybe he took the opportunity to find some old friends.

He bowed to Zhao Changle and said, "Yuan thanks Zhao Lingcheng for taking the trouble. Yuan will remember this kindness."

How dare Zhao Changle accept his gift, even though he is down and out now, he is still the current prince.

Wrong body: "His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince has broken down, but it's just a matter of convenience."

Seeing His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince was satisfied, he explained to those people again before leaving.

Zhao Guangyuan called Jinxiu to take the dozen or so palace servants to resettle, and then went to the main hall to talk with Cao Cuo.

At this time, a little head appeared at the door of the main hall, and Cao Cuo had a look of surprise: "Your Highness!"

When I heard the movement outside the hall, I hid by the door curiously and took a peek.Seeing that everyone was gone, he exposed his head.

This exposure was seen by Cao Cuo.

Your Highness?Who is Your Highness?And kids?Why didn't I see it so long?
Cao Cuo didn't even wait for Zhao Guangyuan to react, he had already rushed towards Changzhi, grabbed his two small shoulders, and looked him up and down with burning eyes.

This is Your Highness!He looks just like His Majesty the Seventh Prince when he was a child.

Zhao Guangyuan was stunned behind him. Maybe this Cao Cuo was tortured in Huangzhuang, and there is something wrong with his spirit?
It turned out that he was not the only one suffering, his former palace servants had a worse life elsewhere.

Alas, I still count on Cao Cuo to take care of him.Forget it, take good care of him, no matter how poor he is, an old eunuch can still afford it.

"Your Highness, is this Your Highness?" Cao Cuo turned to ask Zhao Guangyuan.

It must be!They all said that His Highness was in bad health and could no longer have any heirs, but His Highness was obviously only that old.

Although one heir is a little less, as long as the little highness is healthy and healthy, he is better than those highnesses in Beijing who have given birth to litter after litter.

This disease is quite serious.Zhao Guangyuan sighed secretly.

Shaking his head: "I don't have any personal servants in this palace, where can I find my little Highness?"

Not Your Highness?
Cao Cuo looked at Chang Zhi blankly.It looks so similar, why is he not His Highness?

He was so frightened by his enthusiasm that he froze there. "Don't write big characters!" It was not until Zhao Guangyuan scolded him that he ran away.

The two entered the hall, Cao Cuo watched His Highness the Seventh Prince sitting in front of him, and wiped away tears again.

"My servant has never forgotten the Queen and His Highness in the past few years. If they were alive, why would His Highness be trapped here? I don't know how sad the Empress and the Prince would be if they saw His Highness like this now. "

Zhao Guangyuan raised his head and forced back the tears in his eyes.

Yuan, also never forgot his mother and the prince's elder brother for a day.Yuan once wanted to find them and have a family reunion with them.

Cao Cuo thought of the empress and gave birth to the prince and the seventh highness. Now the prince is gone, and the seventh highness is broken again.Is the empress going to exterminate her heir?
"Your Highness, can you ask the doctor to look at it?"

"What are you looking at?" Zhao Guangyuan suppressed his emotions.

"They all say that Your Highness's health is broken and that he will never be able to have any heirs again..."

What!Zhao Guangyuan was taken aback!
　It is now 5:43 in the morning, only to find that the previous chapter has been blocked.Because there are manuscripts saved, regular updates have been sent for several days in a row, so I didn't see it was blocked.While modifying and igniting.I didn't write big meat, just the plot needs, and there is no bad guidance. No matter how clean the Internet is, it can't be too high-level and online, and I can't even write nai characters.Even nainai should be labeled as grandma, and literature should reflect real life! (I don’t know when the last chapter will be released. Wait for Da Da to go to work. Get angry!)

　　
　
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