When Zhao Changle saw that the servants who had been surrounding him and recommended themselves to serve the nobleman, they all left again.
Extremely angry.
"You..." What happened to Changling? What happened to His Highness Seventh Prince? His Majesty the Seventh Prince never beats or scolds his servants!
Cao Cuo was hunched over and pushing a cart of dung buckets back from the fields. When several slaves saw him, they covered their noses and stayed away.
Some even yelled at him to stand there and wait until they were far away before coming back.
Cao Cuo stood there with his head lowered, his hands on the handle of the wheelbarrow and his waist bent.
The sound of voices drifted into his ears...
"You think you are some kind of noble person, but you asked us to guard the mausoleum and serve His Highness the Seventh Prince!"
His Majesty Seventh? Cao Cuo tightened his hands.
Seeing them walking away, he pushed the wheelbarrow and followed carefully.
"That's right, I'm happy for nothing."
"Go to guard the mausoleum and face the graves every day. When will you be able to stand out? It's better to stay in the Imperial Manor."
"That is, although it is hard to stay in the Imperial Mansion, we can still go to the capital. Isn't it better than being trapped in the Imperial Mausoleum?"
"No. Besides, it has been six years since His Majesty the Seventh Prince was demoted to guard the mausoleum, and the emperor has not restored his identity. I am afraid he will have to stay there for the rest of his life."
Another person said mysteriously: "I heard that His Majesty Seventh Prince is in bad health and will never be able to have children in this life. Even if he can regain his identity and return to the capital in the future, what's the use!"
How can they succeed by following His Majesty Seventh Prince like him?
"Ah, is it true?"
So what future does the Seventh Highness have with Jue Si!
From time to time, nobles come to choose people from time to time in the Imperial Mansion. With His Majesty the Seventh Highness, what can he do? They all shook their heads and walked away.
Cao Cuo froze on the spot.
His Majesty Seventh Prince is in bad health? Is it impossible for him to have any more heirs?
His poor Seventh Prince!
Cao Cuo let go of his hand and stumbled towards the front yard.
Behind him, the wheelbarrow fell to the ground without support, and the dung bucket on it fell to the ground.
"Zhao Lingcheng, Zhao Lingcheng! I am willing to serve His Highness Seventh Prince, I am willing!"
Changling Palace.
I was attracted by the sound on the side and turned around to look at His Highness who was watching a movie on his iPad.
Zhao Guangyuan didn't even raise his head and scolded: "How can you be distracted from studying!"
When he was old enough, he turned his head and concentrated on copying the big characters on the paper. But after a while, he turned his head again.
"Your Highness, how much did it cost to buy your iPad?"
Zhao Guangyuan glanced at him and said, "You can't afford it."
He grinded his teeth angrily.
After a while, he suddenly remembered: "Your Highness, have you forgotten the monthly payment schedule?"
ah? what?
Zhao Guangyuan looked at him with long eyes: "Are you still asking me for a monthly routine?"
He raised his little head and said, "That's right. I am His Highness's little book boy. Isn't it like this for all wealthy families? You have to pay a monthly fee for hiring people to do work. Do you want to work for free?"
Hey, this kid.
Zhao Guangyuan narrowed his eyes, "Then we have to do some calculations... Outside, how much does Mr. Xiu cost?"
"I don't say that I have learned a lot, but I have been forced to read and read by my tutor since I was three years old. The bells in the morning and the drums in the evening, the wind and snow never stop. I don't want much for my level. I will give you five taels a month. Plus one Three meals a day, all will be counted as six taels to you. I will ask your grandfather for them in the evening."
She stared at him blankly for a long time, forgetting to close her mouth.
He hurriedly admitted his mistake: "Your Highness, I made the mistake of saying the wrong thing. Let's just keep it like this. I won't ask Your Highness for a monthly report, and Your Highness shouldn't ask my grandfather to ask for repairs, right?"
Zhao Guangyuan thought for a while and said, "Okay, just because we know each other, we can skip it."
It lasted until he let out a long breath.
Looking at His Highness Seventh, I always feel that he has changed. She didn't care about anything before, but now she is arguing with him about money. snort.
"Why don't you write big characters well?"
"yes."
After a long time, his eyes fell back to the paper, copying the big characters with great care. But I don’t know what kind of movie His Highness is watching. The sound of crackling swords and arrows and the sound of horse hooves make him want to watch it.
Zhao Guangyuan glanced at him leisurely and put headphones in his ears. This kid still lacked some certainty.
When he was a child, he was studying. Even when the palace was burning down outside, the Taifu also asked him to stay still and concentrate on nothing.
"When you finish writing fifty big words, I'll let you watch an episode of cartoons."
"Okay!" Changzhi couldn't help but cheer. I also feel that His Highness is quite nice sometimes.
In the afternoon, Lin Zhaoxia returned to her home in Haishi.
When I went to the patio, I found that the goldfish I bought had all turned inside out. The little turtle was also half dead.
Looking again at the pots of green plants, they were all drooping, and the leaves were all withered and yellow. It seems that pouring tap water won't work, the soil is hardened.
Lin Zhaoxia was afraid that she would be sad when she came over, so she bought a dozen more goldfish online, a few turtles, and several pots of meat.
Succulents should be easier to maintain than those green plants, at least they can last a little longer.
Lin Zhaoxia said, why do you serve these people? She has trouble serving herself.
I sat down at the table, opened my mailbox, and found that there were trial writing invitations from two companies, and the company where I sent the trial writing last time also sent an interview notice.
Lin Zhaoxia was very happy that at least her abilities were recognized by others.
But now Mr. Shi seems to be very satisfied with the outline she wrote and allows her to continue writing scripts. Then the on-duty screenwriter will no longer be able to take Mr. Shi's job.
Lin Zhaoxia weighed it up and finally gave up the interview opportunity.
It is better to have the opportunity with Mr. Shi. If her outline is really used, she will not be the main writer, but she should be able to get a chance to be signed.
When she has a masterpiece of her own, her worth will rise. As her net worth increases, her little money will increase accordingly.
Yesterday, she received a repayment of 5,000 yuan from Zhao Guangyuan, and her savings returned to more than 10,000 yuan.
I happily restocked the refrigerator, buying a lot of drinks, fruits, snacks, nuts, roasted seeds, candies, and snacks. The delivery boy came several times.
I also bought some clothes and daily necessities for Zhao Guangyuan and Chang Zhi.
Then I lay down on the sofa and watched some TV shows. It's better to have money. If you have money, you can sleep peacefully.
But Lin Yanran in Hengdian vowed to show off her personality and slap Lin Zhaoxia in the face.
How come a picked-up abandoned child has a better life than her!
I sent WeChat messages to several groups and said I would treat them to dinner.
In Hengdian, extras are a special group of beings. They are very close to the stars but far from their dreams. The person who brings the extras together is the group leader.
The group leader is also the go-between between the crew and the extras.
After Lin Yanran sent a message, only one group leader responded to WeChat to accept the invitation.
Lin Yanran made full preparations and invited the group leader named Bo Ge to a high-end restaurant for dinner. She tried her best to please him during the dinner and asked Bo Ge to take care of him.
Brother Bo really likes Lin Yanran, a well-informed and relaxed group performer.
If you have ambitions and desires, others will know what to do just by looking at you. No stage fright, no baggage, I know where I am and what I want.
"It's easy to talk about. You have good conditions. Among all the extras, you are outstanding. If there is a movie in the future, Brother Bo will definitely remember you."
"Thank you, Brother Bo! I'm just here for the first time and don't understand anything. I need Brother Bo's support."
After eating, the two of them were already a little tipsy. Lin Yanran suggested singing again, and Bo Ge happily went.
