Cao Cuo looked at Zhao Guangyuan with burning eyes, trying to discern something from the subtle expression on his face.
How he wished His Highness could tell him personally that he would grow up to be His Highness.
How could such a kind and kind empress not have an heir to burn incense and worship on the 4th and 8th? Thinking of His Highness the Crown Prince, whose entire family was extinct, and His Highness the Seventh Prince who was diagnosed as extinct by the doctor, Cao Cuo's eyes sparkled with tears.
"What's wrong with you?" Zhao Guangyuan looked at him strangely.
Cao Cuo's eyes flickered again and again, "Just now Lin Qiushan came to pick up Chang Zhi. The old slave said that His Highness will stay with Chang Zhi for a few days."
Staring into Zhao Guangyuan's eyes, "Your Highness, where did you hide your long hair?"
Zhao Guangyuan turned his eyes back to the desk and turned the pages of the book, "When he was older, he said he wanted to practice martial arts with me, but I sent him somewhere else to sharpen his muscles."
Your Highness wants to polish your long muscles and bones?
Yes, it must be! If he was just an unrelated boy from the Linghu family, why would His Highness bother and work so hard.
Already five years old, His Highness could only walk when Lu Guogong took him over and polished his muscles and bones himself, day and night. It's still too late at this point.
"Yes, I understand." Seeing that His Highness was concentrating on reading, Cao Cuo backed out of the hall. As soon as he left, he ordered the kitchen to send the meals for Chang Zhi as usual.
Zhao Guangyuan looked at his back, a little confused. Cao Cuo seemed a little excited just now?
Thinking of your mother again?
Zhao Guangyuan's eyes dimmed, he put down the book and touched the black rubber band on his wrist in trance.
Before going to bed, he turned on his phone again, clicked on Lin Zhaoxia's profile picture, and sent another message, "Yuan is a useless person, has he lost the right to pursue happiness?"
When I woke up the next day, there was still no sign of him. Zhao Guangyuan knew it and was so afraid that he would have to go there by himself to bring him back.
All day long in the hall, heaven and man were at war.
He wants to see her. He couldn't explain why he always wanted to see her and always wanted to talk to her. Even if you don't talk to her, just meeting her can dissipate some of the depression in your chest.
He couldn't explain why.
But he didn't want to see her.
He knew exactly why he didn't want to see her. He and she were not from the same world, so why did they get together? and……
Men and women are different. Zhao Guangyuan found a reason for himself. Trying to restrain himself.
When the sky became dusk, Cao Cuo went into the palace as usual to report who he had seen and what he had received today. Zhao Guangyuan only listened silently, occasionally responding to a word or a half.
"If you want to be a servant, you shouldn't see them. They are a bunch of people who are trying to take advantage of others. They are just sending these for others to see. They are just using Your Highness to add glory to themselves."
Cao Cuo was very shameless.
Since His Highness asked him to go to the capital to seek medical treatment, almost all the nobles in the capital have sent people to visit him and give him things. Hmm, what did he do in those early years?
Previously, everyone avoided getting close to His Highness for fear of poking the Emperor's eyes. Now seeing that His Highness is no longer a threat, he has come to act out the drama of brothers and sisters, and the deep love between king and minister.
It's just for the emperor and outsiders to see.
Who cares?
Zhao Guangyuan's eyebrows were indifferent, "I picked up what I could and sold it. There is no need to hide it, just be generous and tell anyone who asks. I am just poor and have no money to buy wine."
"Doesn't it mean that every time you finish pawning, you have to buy some drinks?"
"Of course. How else would others know that this palace is selling money for wine?"
Cao Cuo had a headache. Since his arrival, His Highness has almost given up drinking. He only shows off when there are outsiders, and the wine in the cellar is almost piled up.
Who in the capital now knows that His Highness is addicted to alcohol? Drinks were brought to us every time, and they were delivered in carloads.
"Your Highness, the wine in the cellar is so piled up that there is no room to even put your feet down."
"Then let someone dig another cellar. Do you still think there is too much wine? If you can't drink it in the future, you can give it away or exchange it for money. Aren't they all good things?"
Good things are good things. They are sent by nobles from the capital. How can they be bad wine? But in order to show it to outsiders, it is not easy to sell it for a while.
"Don't feel bad, these are all for free. Besides, outsiders only know that the palace's treasures are exchanged for wine, how do they know how much they were sold for?"
Even so, Cao Cuo still felt distressed.
He wanted to sell these things and save the money. Your Highness will have big things to do in the future, such as recruiting people, etc. Money will be used everywhere. He is in charge of His Highness's money box, but he knows very well about His Highness's financial situation. He is really very poor.
The money he saved in the palace back then was much more than His Highness's.
Thinking that the belongings he had saved for half his life had been looted, he shivered with distress. Otherwise, with those belongings, I can give some relief to His Highness. Damn it.
Gritting his teeth and sorting it out, he turned out something... "Huh?"
A very inconspicuous gift, there is not even a directory outside. Waiting for it to be opened... "Your Highness, it's a gift from the Jiang family!"
"Jiang family?" Zhao Guangyuan looked slightly sideways.
These days, although the Emperor's attitude towards His Highness Seventh has not softened, nobles in the capital learned that His Highness was ill and sent people one after another with gifts to express their concern.
Gifts came one after another. First, your highnesses and clan members, then your highnesses’ relatives, relatives and supporters, and then the nobles and ministers in the capital.
Before, I had a faint connection with the late empress and the late prince. Regardless of whether it was for the emperor or the world to see, I still sent people to greet me and give gifts, not to mention there were old people in the past.
If I stay away from him any longer and let the emperor and the world know about it, I'm afraid I'll get a cold reception.
The main reason is that His Highness Seventh Prince has been diagnosed as extinct and has no chance to be a high official. He looks harmless and interacts with him. He will not poke the eyes of the Emperor and other Highnesses, and they all send him gifts.
No matter how careful the Jiang family is, they have to follow the crowd.
"Bring it to me and see."
Cao Cuo handed over the gift, and Zhao Guangyuan took it and saw that it was several ancient books, as well as a knife of Chengxintang paper and a knife of golden chestnut paper.
Jinli paper is fine, smooth and lasts for a long time. In Daqi, it is specially used for copying scriptures in various temples. Chengxintang paper has a membrane-like skin and is as hard and clean as jade. It is the best paper for writing, calligraphy and painting in Daqi.
There is also a letter in the box. It is opened and written by Jiang Xuyang, the head of the Household Department. It is just a few words, polite and ordinary.
But Zhao Guangyuan still saw deep concern in the hidden words between the lines, and the worry overflowed on the paper.
I couldn't help but feel a little hot-eyed.
Jiang Xuyang was the prince's brother's companion. Later, when he also studied with the prince's brother, Jiang Xuyang was also regarded as his companion. Jiang Xuyang's father, Jiang Xiang, was the prince's young master and his husband. He carefully taught his brothers ten counts. Year.
When the prince's brother was betrayed and rebelled, Jiang Xiang knelt in front of the palace gate crying for three days and three nights and refused to leave... It was a pity that his father changed his mind in the end.
Later, although Jiang Xiang was not implicated, he was demoted from the first assistant to the second assistant in the cabinet, and then to the cabinet minister.
Zhao Guangyuan was writing the letter and was silent for a long time.
"Your Highness..."
Zhao Guangyuan calmed down, folded the letter and put it in his arms, "Send this box to my inner room. If someone from the Jiang family comes again in the future, let them tell us that everything is fine in this palace and there is no need to come again."
"Yes." Cao Cuo naturally knows the relationship between the Jiang family and His Highness. If there is any other family in the capital that is still thinking about rehabilitating the prince, I am afraid it is the only Jiang family.
Your Highness may be afraid that his family will be rejected by the emperor.
"Your Highness won't reply to the letter?" Cao Cuo thought that His Highness would eventually return to Beijing. Even though he obviously couldn't, secretly wooing the Jiang family would be a helper.
Zhao Guangyuan shook his head: "No. Nothing can happen to the Jiang family now."
Cao Cuo nodded and asked, "What about the arrangements for the people sent by the Crown Princess's family?"
Thank you all for your strong support. Today should be the fifth update~
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