Spring comes and goes, flowers bloom and fall.

This investigation is a full three years.

Qiao Er is already dying of old age.

He was too old to grow flowers and no longer able to eat.

He thought, he probably won't be able to get the truth until he dies, right?

Then he wanted to take another look at the camellia he planted before he died.

After all, it's been a hundred years, and no matter how you don't want him, you still have feelings.

The little eunuch was a loyal man, wiped away his tears, and carried him out.

The moonlight is like water, reflecting the more and more aura of the camellia, ethereal like a fairy.

The little eunuch was suddenly surprised, "This, why did this camellia open?" Grandpa Qiao, look, why did this camellia bloom? ”

Obviously it shouldn't be a flower that blooms at this time, but it blooms a lovely snow-white camellia flower, just like the essence of moonlight, which is absolutely beautiful.

But Qiao Er can't see it anymore.

But he could tell what it looked like by smelling the faint aroma of camellia.

“…… Yes, is it white? ...... like snowy moonlight"

The little eunuch nodded desperately.

Joe Er leaned on his back and smiled.

"That's nice. After all, he still has a conscience, and he knows that he has come to see me off......"

The little eunuch couldn't hold back and sobbed lowly.

Suddenly, a tall black shadow loomed in front of them.

"Qiao Er, check it out."

It's been three years, and miraculously, when he heard this cold and cold voice again, Qiao Er returned to the light and opened his eyes.

He saw it again, and saw the face in the dragon robe, which was better and colder than the camellia in the moonlight.

The old man shuddered and asked, "How, how?" ”

The emperor, who was dressed in a dragon robe, told him in a flat tone, "According to your brother's grandson, your father and mother should have been deceived when they sold you into the palace. They heard a village joke that as long as you send your son to the palace and serve the emperor as a eunuch, you can never pay taxes for the rest of your life, and you can also send your brother to study. So your father and mother believed it, and took your ten taels of money and sold it home, only to find out that it was fake.

Your father and mother regretted it for the rest of their lives and went early. The string of sugar gourds you asked them to take home, your brother never wanted to eat. It survived until he died, and then he was buried in a coffin. ”

I see, is that so?

Originally, they weren't as ruthless as I thought, but they were deceived, but they were deceived.

Qiao Er looked at the cold emperor, smiled lightly, and nodded in thanks.

Then, peacefully, he went.

But the emperor pinched the information in his hand and didn't tell him, the truth was far more cruel than this.

In fact, it was just that his father and mother had a good face and wanted to build a few new houses, so they sold their second son.

Because the price of the eunuch is higher than that of the slave, the slave will give three taels, and the eunuch will have a full ten taels.

As for Qiao Er's string of sugar gourds, his father and mother didn't bring them home at all, and it is estimated that they had already eaten them on the way.

However, this ruthless father and mother have raised a son who knows and is righteous.

His brother was indeed sad about this all his life, and left home early to fend for himself. Because of this, he escaped a major flood that swept through his hometown.

In that flood, Qiao Er's parents, brothers and sisters, along with three new houses, were all washed away.

And before the elder brother of the Qiao family died, he treated his children and grandchildren with diplomacy, so he must not forget this. In case these two brothers come back, let them retire and die.

But did Qiao Er really believe the emperor's lie?

The last thank you he couldn't say at the glance was to thank the emperor for listening to his nagging, or to thank him for this white lie he told before he died?

If you can let go, you don't have to think about these things anymore, and you don't have to ask them anymore.

The branch, the untimely white camellia, suddenly fell down, as if mourning the death of his century-old friend.

The emperor lowered his eyes and ordered, "Remove this camellia from the palace and plant it in front of Qiao Er's grave." ”

It's a pity that the next morning, this camellia also died inexplicably.

Who says plants are merciless?

That's just not deep enough.

It was this dead camellia, and the emperor also ordered someone to be buried with Qiao Er in the free world outside the palace.

In the spring of the next year, the spring thunder rolled across the earth, and the dead camellia root system suddenly emerged from the grave with a tender green sprout!

As soon as Qiao Er opened his eyes, he actually returned to the palace.

He is no longer the centenarian, he is still young.

Less than seventy!

Qiao Er couldn't explain his fate, and he didn't understand why God wanted to send him back as a useless person.

He could only wait anxiously in the palace, the only emperor he knew and cared about.

Fortunately, in the second year, the emperor entered the palace.

Qiao Er looked for an opportunity and took a look at it from a distance.

The little short legs ran around lively, and under the bright sun, the little red face was no longer like the white camellia in the moonlight, clear and cold. It is like the red camellia under the sun, which is particularly lively and vibrant.

But how did such a vigorous and ruddy-faced emperor become so cold, icy and snow-like in the end?

In addition to flowers and plants, Qiao Er, who never cared about other things, also began to inquire about all kinds of news in the palace.

But how can I hear it the most, all the little emperor was held by Concubine Xu Xian, and went to Queen Xu or which concubine to make trouble?

Qiao Er was in a hurry.

Instinctively, I felt that it was inappropriate.

A person who can plant flowers in the palace for a hundred years will not be so honest and dull as he seems on the surface.

Thinking about what would happen in the future, Qiao Er felt that God had brought him back to life, but he didn't watch it like that.

He has to repay the favor!

So he waited and waited, and finally, he waited for an opportunity.

His Royal Highness the nine-year-old King of Han, with only a little peace, practiced archery in the imperial garden. Suddenly, I saw an old eunuch carrying a pot of particularly beautiful camellia and walked over.

Suddenly, he stumbled, as if he had fallen.

His Royal Highness hurriedly went to help, "Old man, are you okay?" ”

How many years have passed, hearing this familiar, but warm and childish voice again, the tears of the old eunuch Qiao Er almost fell.

Blinking quickly, he put down the flower pot and saluted His Highness.

"The slave is fine, disturbing His Highness. It's just that I can't ask for this flower, so I have to move back and recuperate. ”

His Royal Highness was suddenly curious, this pot of camellia is blooming when it is beautiful, why not?

Qiao Er said, "This flower was originally called Eighteen Bachelors." But this tree did not grow well, and although it was colorful, it was not colorful enough, and its size was not good. If it is said that people are eighteen bachelors, it can only be called the first talent, and it really can't get into the eyes of nobles. I had to move back and re-cultivate the soil. ”

His Royal Highness sighed, "Why is there a pot of flowers in the palace, and there is a lot of exquisiteness?" ”

Qiao Er said, "This can only be blamed for its own lack of foundation, so it wants to bloom indiscriminately." It's like His Highness shooting an arrow, if you haven't shot fifty steps yet, you think about a hundred steps, how can you shoot it? ”

His Royal Highness smiled, "You old man, it's quite interesting to talk." This flower looks heavy, so Isola will help you carry it back. ”

Qiao Er's eyes were a little red again.

His emperor, he is a kind man when he is young.

The old eunuch hurriedly stopped, "This is absolutely unacceptable!" This flower looks beautiful when it blooms, but the mud when it is taken care of is dirty and smelly, and it can't smoke His Highness. If you lose your interest, you won't love camellia anymore. ”

His Royal Highness said, "How so? Who doesn't love such a beautiful flower? The book says that flaws are not hidden. If you dislike the mud, you don't even love the flowers. and the grain that grows in the soil is not to be eaten. ”

The old eunuch glanced at him, pretended to bow his head to arrange the flowers and leaves, half-knelt down, and said the words that he had chewed for a long time.

"The slave has never studied, so it is better for His Highness to understand the reason. The slave only knows that there are more than camellias in this palace. There are plum blossoms in winter, chrysanthemums in autumn, peonies in spring, and lotus flowers in summer. Since there are so many flowers planted in the garden, the nobles love to come to enjoy different flowers in different seasons. I have never heard of plum blossoms in summer and peonies in autumn. And no matter how much you like it, no noble person will wear only one kind of flower all year round. ”

His Royal Highness's face changed slightly.

Qiao Er knew that he was smart and already understood. I tried my best to caress the hand above his head and whispered.

"Since you are a nobleman, you only need to love the prosperity of the flowers, so why bother to take care of these stinky mud? One day or two days is still bearable, but after a long time, there will be a day when you can't bear it. Your Highness should concentrate on your studies and do more important things. ”

His Royal Highness pursed his lips and fell silent, but when Qiao Er retired, he commanded loudly, "Ping'an, you help this old man carry the flowers back!" ”

It didn't take long for Qiao Er to hear that His Royal Highness had invited himself to the Huzhou fiefdom.

The old eunuch finally breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as you leave the capital, and Huzhou, but the place where His Highness met nobles.

If you go earlier, maybe you can get more benefits.

Sure enough, then His Royal Highness had a smooth journey.

saved people and made meritorious contributions, and got the guidance of famous teachers earlier.

As for the little hall in the back who went to the border pass, disappeared in chaos, and went to the battlefield or something, although the old eunuch was also worried, he didn't pay much attention to it.

God can let his useless old man come back, can he still give his emperor a good life?

The only thing Qiao Er worries about is the marriage of his emperor.

The emperor and the queen are not close.

And Queen Xie died early, the emperor's harem was deserted, and there was no half of a confidant!

How can this work?

But Qiao Er was worried again, what could he do as an old eunuch?

Then during the Lantern Festival this year, I heard that His Royal Highness the King of Han brought back a little girl to the palace.

Qiao Er suddenly became energetic.

I couldn't sleep after tossing and turning all night, so I made two pots of good camellia and sent them to people with dew in the morning.

I didn't leave after sending him off.

Hiding behind a bamboo forest and waiting, he finally waited for His Highness and came out with a little girl like flowers and bones.

On the little girl's head, she was wearing a pink camellia that he had sent in the morning. It looks like it's right with Your Highness, Deng.

It's as beautiful as a pair of camellias that can walk!

Qiao Er was overjoyed.

He doesn't care what kind of family background, as long as the emperor of his family is happy, he is not so lonely and lonely, he can marry anyone.

Later, when he heard that His Royal Highness was in front of the Gaozu Holy Monument and really married that little girl, Qiao Er was so happy that he ran to give him a century-old camellia, poured water again, and chattered for half a night.

He had all thought about it, and he wanted to divide a few more flowers from this old camellia.

When His Highness turned around, there was a doll, and he planted a pot of flowers.

All of them have been cultivated into eighteen bachelors, and they are beautiful and bright, so that the little dolls are happy to see them.

If you pinch it, you won't hit it!

Anyway, he is so old, and the last thing he lacks is patience.

When he lives to be 100 years old, he will always see the day when his emperor leads the children back!

Who called him Jixiang Qiao Er?