Leaving the city, the sorghum is drunk.
On the entire second floor, only the compartment where Luo Chuan was located was occupied, and the rest of the positions were guarded by cavalry.
"To tell you, Lord Prefect, she was the clerk arranged by my grandfather to work in the store last year. Now she is responsible for small things like checkout in the store," Gao Zhiyuan lowered his head and replied.
"Okay, go ahead and prepare some food and wine, and then ask the girl to bring it to you. By the way, remember to bring a pot of sorghum wine to taste," Luo Chuan said.
Gao Zhiyuan bowed and retreated without raising his head. After exiting the compartment, he closed the door and went downstairs, staying away from every cavalryman, almost leaning against the railing.
In the cubicle, Luo Chuan looked at Gao Shixian, who was also sitting with his head lowered, and asked, "Old Gao, who is the girl who was beside Gao Zhiyuan earlier?"
"She..." Gao Shixian lowered his head, "She is a distant relative of the old slave..."
"Distant relative?" Luo Chuan smiled slightly, "It seems that they are not far away."
"Yes," Gao Shixian paused and then explained, "She is the great-granddaughter of Lao Nu's sister's family, so she can be considered Lao Nu's great-granddaughter..."
Luo Chuan took out a booklet from his sleeve and opened it page by page, "Old Gao, you are an old man who has been in the palace for nearly a hundred years. The identity book you recorded in the palace has been updated successively. For seven pages, I never mentioned that you have a younger sister."
Gao Shixian nodded and said, "More than ten years ago, I was going to record another edition, but the old master burned it after reading it. Since then, the old slave has never changed the identity book. Of course, even that time The version is still there, and this sister is still not recorded, because... the old slave just learned not long ago that this sister still has a descendant left in the world..."
"Oh?" Luo Chuan looked very interested, "There should be some twists and turns in it."
Gao Shixian said, "Yes," he said slowly after taking a deep breath, "Old slave was not originally named Gao, but was born in the Ganyuan Fu family. Most of the things that happened when he was a child are now forgotten, but that night... ..I still dream like last night..."
He slowly raised his head and looked at Luochuan, with a usual humble smile on his face, "That night the wind howled and fires broke out everywhere. Someone broke into the rich family's palace and killed the old slave's parents and his infant brother. , the old slave was young at the time, and he managed to survive by hiding with his sister in a secret room next to his father's bookshelf where there were books. However, he also overheard some conversations between the gangsters, and recognized one of them as... the old slave. The slave’s uncle…”
Gao Shixian spoke slowly, but there was no hint of sadness or joy in his voice, as if he was telling an irrelevant story, "So we had no choice but to run away. Two little people lost everything to rely on overnight. Feeling that although the world was too big and there was no way out, he still had his sister after all, so the old slave took his sister south while wandering around asking for some food. He was really hungry at that time. He couldn't eat for several days and was so hungry that he felt dizzy and dizzy. There were many wealthy families in the original forts, but no one wanted to pay attention to us two little beggars. On the contrary, a team of refugees going south accepted us. Those people who had nothing would eat porridge and rice they got from nowhere. After the portions are distributed, the old slave and my sister can have a mouthful of food every day."
"Then when I arrived in Licheng, I lost my sister..." There was something vaguely meaningful in Gao Shixian's smile, but it was hard to understand, "Actually, now that I think about it, that should be the case. There are good people among the refugees. Naturally, there are bad people. The old slave went to the Silu Government Office to complain to the officials. However, no one really paid attention to such cases among the homeless people that could not be investigated without evidence. Many old slaves went to the Silu Government Office every day. , until I offended the official at that time, the old slave was beaten and thrown into the streets where refugees gathered. Those kind people advised me that my sister was sold to someone who could afford her. It was better than following a group of refugees who followed us and might die on the street one day. But the old slave couldn't turn around at that time. It happened that the prefect's palace was selecting people from the refugees, so the old slave entered the palace... ....”
Gao Shixian lowered his head again, "When I entered the palace, it was like I had lost my age. I did the same things every day. For decades, it was just a blink of an eye, until one day the old slave committed a huge crime. The fault was saved by the old master. At that time, he was still a young master, as young as the current master. Then, the old master ascended the throne, and the old slave became the chief minister of the Sanwen Palace. With permission... ....The first time I truly left the palace..."
He lowered his head lower, "The old slave took the hundred blood cavalry sent by the old master to Ganyuan. In the old house of Fujiabao, all the disciples knelt in front of the old slave, but... ....The uncle who collaborated with the gangsters to kill the old slave's parents and younger brother has been dead for many years...The old slave dug up his grave, whipped his corpse and fed it to the dogs. From then on, he never had anything to do with that rich family. Because of the relationship, he met the refugees again on the way back from the city. The old slave saw this child. He was smaller than the old slave at that time. He was small, thin, a little man, walking in the ranks of the refugees. There was still light in the house, so the old slave brought him back and gave him the surname Gao..."
Luo Chuan listened silently until Gao Shixian stopped here and then asked again, "Even if we were both in Licheng, you searched for more than ten years before you found your sister?"
Gao Shixian shook his head, and after thinking for a while, he nodded again, "A hundred years have passed, and things have come to this. In fact, the old slave doesn't have much to ask for in his heart. The only person he cares about is his lost sister, so he can plead The old master will look for it for the old slave."
Luo Chuan frowned slightly, "Old Gao, that wealthy family is not a surname with great talent in cultivation. Few of the descendants can become cultivators. If you hadn't become a cultivator by a chance of narrowly surviving death in the early years, how could you have become a cultivator? You may have lived to your current age, so when you left the palace more than ten years ago, you knew that even if your sister was sold to a good family, she would never survive until then. How could you ask your father to use ANBU to find her for you for her sake? ?" He leaned forward slightly, "Old Gao, my father treats you like this, why are you even unwilling to tell me the truth...?!"
Gao Shixian stood up and knelt down slowly in front of Luo Chuan, "The old slave did plead with the old master to help the old slave find the news about his lost sister. It was not until a few months ago that it was finally confirmed, and therefore she was found. Descendants."
Luochuan stared at Gao Shixian without saying a word, with murderous intent in his eyes, "Old Gao..." He stood up and walked to the window with his back to Gao Shixian, "Father trusted you, that's why he kept you here." Give it to me, I trust my father, and that’s why you are now the only chief minister in the prefect’s palace, taking charge of the front and back palaces. But if you are like this, how can I... trust you?"
Gao Shixian said nothing.
Luochuan said coldly, "Old Gao, you have been in the prefect's palace for nearly a hundred years, and you have seen many more tricks from the prefect than me, a young man who just entered the palace. You should know that you can't gain the trust of the prefect." What will happen to the Grand Attendant, right...A?!"
Gao Shixian remained silent for a while. When there was a knock on the door of the cubicle, he slowly said, "My lord, there are some things that my lord doesn't want you to know, so you don't know why." Okay, as for the old slave..."
He put his head on the ground, "...can kill...!"
