Hua Manlou is a blind man, a blind man who is grateful to God in his heart, and thanks to him for being born in this world and appreciating the beauty of the world.

He was born in the Jiangnan Hua family, which is known as the Hua family who "rode a fast horse for a day and was still in their family's industry".

He lived alone in a small building, full of flowers, fragrant, and though he was blind, he could take care of the flowers in this building better than a man who had never been blind. Not only does it not need the help of others, but it is also always ready to lend a helping hand to those who need it.

Since the little girl had soiled the young man's clothes, why didn't he call him up to change his clothes?

Sitting on the small building, the child's eyebrows and eyes were soft, and he sent out a kind invitation, waiting for the other party's reply.

Qiao Heng lowered his head and looked at his clothes that had just been soiled by the sugar painting in the little girl's hand. Some of the molten syrup stuck to the black cloth, and in the deep darkness there was an extra piece of sunlight that reflected the sunlight, which was extremely conspicuous.

Although he has always had very low requirements for personal clothing and the external environment, unlike Jin Jiuling, who does not look at the most exquisite fabrics and does not wear the latest clothes, however, Qiao Heng will take care of himself neatly and neatly as long as the conditions permit, and the materials of the clothes may be simple and unpretentious or even rough and inferior, but they must be cleaned cleanly, and there is not a single stain in sight.

This habit is not so much that he is very attentive to his personal hygiene, but rather that he is trying his best to show outsiders that his inner self is as clear and undefinient as his appearance.

Qiao Heng raised his head and said to the son, "Thank you for the invitation, but I will be disrespectful." "If someone was kind enough to invite him, why didn't he say yes?

In front of the small building stood a horse tether stone, and he led his horse to the side of the road and tied the reins around the horse tether stone twice. After he tied the horse and fed it a handful of soybeans, it was already delayed for a while.

The breeze blows with a delicate floral fragrance. Different from the fleeting fragrance brought by the maid in the welcoming procession when she threw the petals outward, the fragrance of the flowers coming with the wind at this moment is long and long, and this fragrance is full of vitality, which is the fragrance that only the flowers that grow and bloom in the soil can have.

When he walked into the small building, he immediately knew where the smell of flowers came from.

Hua Manlou happened to be holding a set of clothes that had not yet been put on, and walked down the stairs reads();.

"I was worried that the dress wouldn't fit, but luckily I was too worried. ”

Hua Manlou probably didn't look like a blind man more than all the blind people in this world, and he roughly guessed Qiao Heng's size just by the sound of Qiao Heng's breathing, footsteps, and the subtle friction sound of his clothes passing through the air when he walked.

Qiao Heng: "It's okay if it doesn't fit." ”

He really thinks so, even if it's just a perfunctory sentence, he has the ability to make the tone of his voice seem more real than the truth.

When Hua Manlou was helping others, he never thought about using this to seek anything in return, and it didn't even matter if others said thank you or not. Even if a wounded wolf comes to him while it is being chased by a hound, he will take it in.

But how could he not be happy if he could get the same heartfelt response from the other person?

He couldn't help but smile.

If many people hadn't heard of his name in advance and knew his deeds, they might not have noticed that Hua Manlou, who looked like a gentleman and had a graceful demeanor, couldn't see anything.

But how could Qiao Heng not know that the eyes that looked at him accurately were actually only dark?

As long as someone has experienced the life of the blind all year round, then he will be very clear about the difference between the blind and the ordinary person, maybe it is just a small movement, or maybe it is just a faint expression. Even if you disguise it thoroughly, you can easily tell the difference between the two.

Qiao Heng closed his eyes, although he had never seen this person before, and he didn't have time to ask the other party's name just now, but he already knew who this person was.

Jiangnan, blind, full of flowers - full of flowers.

This is the last person he wants to see since he was reincarnated and understands which world this is.

......

Pingnan Palace——

For example, if the lady lives in the palace, a woman like her who relies on other people's snorts to survive, figuring out the thoughts of the king of Nan is almost a daily necessity.

She tentatively comforted King Nan: "The prince is extraordinary, intelligent since childhood, transparent in life, and studied under the lord of Baiyun City, judging from the letter from the lord of Baiyun City, the prince has learned a little, and those who are not indiscriminate in the rivers and lakes can easily hurt him, and the prince is at ease." ”

People always like to listen to good words, even if they know that they are just comforting themselves, but at least they are more comfortable to listen to.

Nanwang didn't want to say anything discouraged, he just said lightly: "How can I not understand this truth." After speaking, I couldn't help but think in my heart, after all, it was not my biological mother, if the princess was still alive, she would definitely not say it so easily.

Soon, Mrs. Ru realized that what she had just said did not speak to King Nan's heart. She also said: "But the son of the world is expensive, no matter how good the outside is, how can it be compared to home." Once you get sick, there is no one to take care of you. Why don't you send more people to find the prince?"

Of course, Nanwang was also worried about this.

He was far more worried about Qiao Heng's physical condition than his wife imagined.

Since Qiao Heng came to play such a first cut and then play, although Nanwang did not show any abnormalities in his daily life, and treated people as usual, in fact, he did not have a day to completely settle down.

King Nan thought to himself that if he had told him beforehand, he would have sent a few guards to follow.

However, Nanwang always suspected that someone was uneasy and kind-hearted in the ears of the son, so he came to a whim.

The prince had never shown a strong curiosity about the affairs of the rivers and lakes before, and he had never quarreled to go to the capital to take a look and browse the places of interest outside the fiefdom. Even when the princess just passed away, the prince had a serious illness due to excessive grief, and he was detained at home for a long time to recuperate, and he was also well-behaved and obedient, and he never had any dissatisfaction. Later, he invited the great Confucian to be his master for the prince, and the prince listened to the old scholars all day long to talk about their experience of traveling around when they were young, and he did not have any intention of emulating the master.

With such a docile and calm temperament, how could he suddenly ......

Thinking of this, Nanwang suddenly stopped.

Is Shizi really born with a docile character?

Not really.

King Nan understands this very well.

Just as he had seen countless times in the past from the homework handed over to his master by the prince, there was obviously a sense of negligence between the lines.

It's just that he can endure it stubbornly, forcibly polish off his edges and corners, and make himself a gentle and obedient person.

Yes, such a character is so suitable for the "Prince of the South", no matter who it is, it is so desirable.

Nanwang supported his forehead with one hand, and clenched his other into a fist.

......

Qiao Heng took the clothes in Hua Manlou's hand with both hands, and asked knowingly: "The next surname is Qiao, and the single name is a Heng character." I don't know your surname?"

"Don't dare to call it expensive, my surname is Hua, if Brother Tai doesn't mind, just call me Huamanlou. After introducing himself, Hua Manlou pointed out the way for Qiao Heng and signaled where the room was.

"There's a playboy giving me clothes. Qiao Heng still politely called Hua Manlou his son.

I was exposed to the sun outside before, and my body was warm, and the chill on my body had subsided a lot. But when I came to the small building after a while, there was no direct sunlight, and the cold that came out of my bones spread again, and my hands and feet were a little stiff.

Coupled with the recent suspicion that there was something wrong with the exercises, Qiao Heng's body was always in a state of lack of rest and fatigue, and after he walked into the room where several pots of flowers and plants with a centering effect were placed, wisps of tiredness came up again.

This situation has appeared since he left Feixian Island, and it has lasted for a long time, so he was forced to get rid of the habit of reading before going to bed, and the time to get up early the next morning was also delayed by half an hour, and the lunch break at noon was added by two quarters of an hour.

He pulled himself together to change his clothes, tidied up his collar and cuffs, and then pushed the door out.

Hua Manlou heard his voice come out and smiled lightly.

"This was a dress that my aunt made for me, but it was a little small in size for me, after all, it was the intention of the elders, so it has been kept in the closet, and now it is finally a hero. How, is it just the right size as I said?"

Qiao Heng said: "The dude's clothes actually fit exactly one inch. ”

As he spoke, there was a sudden dull pain in his chest and abdomen, which came without warning, making Qiao Heng completely defenseless, thanks to his timely support on the back of the chair next to him, so he did not fall to the ground.

Hua Manlou asked with concern: "What's wrong with Gongzi Qiao, but what's the discomfort in your body?"

Qiao Heng turned his head sideways, a mouthful of fishy sweet liquid was spit on the ground by him, his thoughts were hazy and blurred, and before he could react, another mouthful of blood vomited.