Wave after wave of people came to the imperial mausoleum to inquire about the truth about Zhao Guangyuan's heirloom, all in the name of visiting.
Even the doctors in the town were inexplicably being secretly inquired about by many people, which made the doctors so frightened that they dared not go out in broad daylight for fear of offending the nobles.
After some inquiring, the capital has stopped and the palace has also stopped.
Cao Cuo was filled with hatred and anger, and cursed endlessly in front of Zhao Guangyuan: "They are all a group of people who are adding insult to injury. When the Queen and His Royal Highness were still there, who would dare to show His Highness's face!"
Zhao Guangyuan's eyebrows were pale and he couldn't see his emotions or anger clearly.
Pulling through the various items he received, he said, "Isn't this very good? Look at the gold and jade. There are a lot of them. This palace has become a lot richer all of a sudden. And that wine, you can move it to the cellar. After moving several times, this temple has no shortage of wine this year."
I really thought he was an alcoholic.
However, the wine in that cellar combined was not as good as the small glass of wine he drank at Miss Lin's that day.
While Cao Cuo was sorting out the things sent by others these days, he couldn't help but feel heartbroken when he listened to His Highness's self-deprecating words.
When has His Highness lacked these gold and jade items before?
When His Highness was young, the treasures given to him by the late emperor could not be filled in a warehouse.
Knowing that His Highness is currently trapped in the Imperial Mausoleum and cannot leave the Imperial Mausoleum without any purpose, he still sends these gold and jade. Are they specially sent to slap His Highness in the face?
"Why do you have to deal with these things? Did Jin Yu offend you?" Seeing him gritting his teeth and crackling his movements, Zhao Guangyuan couldn't help but say something.
He took another gold ingot and looked at it in his hand.
This gold ingot is good, yellow and clear, five taels is enough. It doesn't matter if there are words on the bottom. It can be remelted and taken to Miss Lin for use. Such an ingot can be worth a lot of money. He can buy a lot of things.
Cao Cuo felt even more heartbroken when he saw that His Highness Seventh Prince's eyes were shining brightly at the gold ingot.
His Highness should be magnificent and unrestrained, and should not feel happy even seeing these gold and jade.
But he couldn't bear to make His Highness sad anymore, so his actions became much gentler.
Putting away the gold and jade ornaments in front of him, Cao Cuo remembered what His Highness had been busy with these days, "His Highness has been mixing sand and planing bamboo these days, and his hands have been scratched. Fortunately, the evil-hearted man finally stopped sending people. coming."
"Do you think Sha Peng Zhu and I are just for show?"
Is not it?
"If I really want to show it to others, I can just lay on the ground holding the wine jar and pretend to be drunk. Why bother to work so hard."
Cao Cuo looked puzzled: "Then what is your highness doing? Do you want me to send someone to help your highness tomorrow?"
Zhao Guangyuan looked at him.
In fact, Cao Cuo is not old, but only in his early forties. He used to be in his mother's harem, but later she sent him to serve her. She carefully selected many people back then, but now she only has Cao Cuo by her side.
"I think you have to fetch water for me to wash myself. I will make you something light and convenient for you to use."
"Your Highness..."
Cao Cuo wanted to cry again. His Highness is in such misery and suffering, but he is still thinking about him.
Zhao Guangyuan felt a headache when he saw that he was about to cry again. "I'm not making it just for you. Once it's done, it will be convenient for me to use."
Zhao Guangyuan wanted to make a sink like Lin Zhaoxia's, a device that could automatically supply water. When the time comes, the spring water from the mountain will be brought to the palace, and as soon as it is opened, the rushing water will come naturally. Wouldn't it be wonderful?
There was also the flush toilet. After using the flush toilet over there, and then using the toilet bowl when he came back, Zhao Guangyuan felt uncomfortable.
Although he has no shortage of people to serve him no matter how poor he is, there is no need for him to worry about these things, but after using good things and then using bad ones, he will not feel comfortable anywhere.
But he hasn't studied the toilet thoroughly yet. He wonders if Miss Lin will beat him the next time he goes over and dismantles the toilet in Miss Lin's residence.
Although Cao Cuo was moved in his heart, he... opened his mouth but stopped talking.
Zhao Guangyuan glanced at him: "If you have anything to say, just say it. You were never so hesitant before."
"The old slave feels uncomfortable. As for the heir, we can just slowly look for the miracle doctor. Even if it doesn't work, we can choose one from the clan to adopt him in the future, which can continue the family tradition. The old slave just feels..."
"You think I shouldn't let you go like this?"
Cao Cuo did not dare to look at him and lowered his head to clean up. "As long as I think about the tragic death of the prince's family, even the youngest of the infants, His Highness... and the Queen... I feel unfair and uncomfortable..."
After hearing this, Zhao Guangyuan raised his head slightly and blinked again.
After calming down, "I was never the same."
I haven't had a full night's sleep in these years, and every time I fall asleep, I dream about the tragic death of my mother and the prince's brother.
I can only use alcohol to numb myself.
"Now is not the time, we need to plan slowly."
Now that his father is still very powerful, it is the time to forge ahead, and his good brothers have not made any moves, so why should he take the lead now?
Just like the leopard lying dormant at night, just wait for the opportunity, the night is still long.
Revenge, doesn't he want it? he thinks. Now more than ever.
"As long as Your Highness has a plan in mind. No matter what His Highness does, the old slave will accompany His Highness. Now the people serving His Highness are the empress and the two humble palace servants in His Highness's palace. They were lucky enough to survive, and now they all point to His Highness. . Your Highness can call on them if necessary."
Zhao Guangyuan nodded. If he lives, they can live.
However, these manpower is not enough. To do big things, in addition to having money, you also need people. Where do you find people?
Seeing His Highness looking at the gold and silver ingots in front of him in a daze, Cao Cuo said, "These should be enough for Your Highness to use for a while."
Moreover, two days ago, the capital also sent His Highness's case report, which was much more than before. It was said that it was specially given by the Emperor. It seems that His Highness will not be short of money in the future.
"Your Highness, what should I do with these cakes? Why did Your Highness Thirteen bring so much food? They will spoil if you leave them any longer."
Zhao Guangyuan regained consciousness and took a look, "Let Chang Zhi take some home tomorrow, and then send some to Zhao Lingcheng and Mr. Wei."
Seeing that Cao Cuo was still chattering, he couldn't help laughing, "Guangxun also gave me a bag of South Sea pearls. Why didn't you tell me? You just stared at the cakes."
He picked up a finger-sized southern pearl and looked at it in his hand. The pearl was of good color and round in size. It must have come as tribute. Thirteen was very interested.
He has the gift for Miss Lin.
Cao Cuo muttered: "A bag of pearls is less than a fraction of what His Highness gave him before."
"Now and then, Thirteen gave me a lot of things this time, and they are all useful."
"His Royal Highness Thirteen has been sincere and enthusiastic since childhood, but Concubine Liu Guifei is not a simple person. I heard that she is having sex with the Queen every day in the palace, and the Emperor stays in Jinhua Palace many times."
Zhao Guangyuan's eyebrows were light, "Isn't that great?"
He chose a handful of Nanzhu and put it in a brocade bag close to his body. "The more lively the palace is, the better."
