Zhao Guangyuan's brain was buzzing.

What did he hear? Cao Cuo Fangcai, what did you tell him?

"What did you say?" Zhao Guangyuan stared at Cao Cuo with disbelief on his face, for fear of missing the expression on his face.

Cao Cuo couldn't help but shed tears again. Your Highness! His poor Highness.

"Xu is a slave misheard, it's all the black-hearted people who are spreading the word nonsense."

Zhao Guangyuan didn't listen, "What did you just say?" He asked him again.

"Your Highness," Cao Cuo knelt down in front of him, tears streaming down his face, "Your Highness, the servant will find a doctor for His Highness, and find the best doctor in the whole Daqi to see His Highness!" ”

Zhao Guangyuan looked at him with a distracted gaze and staggered out.

He once wanted to go to his mother and reunite with the prince's brother, but they left him alone in the world, leaving him alone and living worse than dying, and he was tired of living.

Those palace people mixed poison in his wine and wanted his life, he knew it, but he still drank it calmly.

If you die, you will die, and when you die, you can see the queen mother.

But he didn't die.

He wanted to live well before he died, but why let him hear the news now.

If his life is not counted, he will cut down the grass and eradicate the roots, and cut off his heirs!

Hahaha...... He wants to destroy his heirs!

It's really good, not only to be a watch, but also to set up a chastity archway.

When he killed people cleanly, the blood was not poured for a long time, and the blood was endless for months. Afraid of being scolded by the world, he left Zhao Guangyuan to live. But did he secretly cut off his offspring?

Hahaha...... That's nice.

Zhao Guangyuan laughed and fell into the hall, laughing so hard that tears flew from his eyes.

Until Cao Cuo came with several doctors.

Zhao Guangyuan was numb and a little hopeful, and stretched out his hand to let the doctor take the pulse.

Although his face was indifferent, the doctors who came all felt a sense of oppression and trembled, and no one dared to look at him.

"Temple, Temple, Your Highness...... His Royal Highness is in good health and has nothing wrong with him...... "No one dared to tell the truth about the few doctors who came."

There is only one old doctor, who honestly replied: "Your Highness's kidney yin is lost, the lower is anxious and cold, and the body is depressed, and he has drunk too much alcohol over the years, and I am afraid that the heirs will be difficult." ”

Cao Cuo picked out the words, with hope: "It's just difficult? ”

Isn't it a dead heir?

The old doctor glanced at him, then at His Highness the Seventh, and sighed secretly.

"The old man is not good at learning, I am afraid that it will delay His Highness, so why not send someone to the capital to ask for a famous doctor. There are also extraordinary doctors in the countryside, and His Highness can send someone to find them. ”

These words undoubtedly judged that Zhao Guangyuan's heir was difficult, so he almost put the word heir on his face.

Cao Cuo was reluctant to accept it: "Doctor, take a closer look." ”

The old doctor shook his head: "The old man is not good at learning. If His Highness does not give up, the old decay can prescribe some medicines, even if there is no gain, it can also strengthen the body. ”

Zhao Guangyuan's face was expressionless: "Send the old doctor out." Prepare a generous consultation fee. ”

Cao Cuo had no choice but to be.

sent the old doctor back, and his face was like a mournful woman, "Your Highness, the old slave will let people quietly go to the capital to find a famous doctor." They must have made a mistake, how can this country doctor be worthy of the famous doctor in the capital. ”

Zhao Guangyuan's face was dark, like a storm was coming.

"No, let them look for it with great fanfare."

Cao Cuo opened his mouth, if he searched for it with great fanfare, and everyone knew about it, and the result would be the same as today, then His Highness, what hope is there for?

The emperor will also give up this concubine completely.

But looking at such a highness, Cao Cuo felt distressed again. This is His Royal Highness that he has seen since he was a child, he thought that he would die of old age in the Imperial Village, but he didn't expect to see His Royal Highness again.

His Highness lives, and he lives. He listened to His Highness.

Zhao Guangyuan sat alone in the main hall, and his body shape had not even changed.

The afterglow of the setting sun shrouded him through the lattices of the main hall, as if he were clothed in holy light, and as if he was about to dissipate with the light.

Changzhi looked at such a highness, and for some reason, his chest was swollen, stuffy, and uncomfortable.

"Your Highness, aren't you going to find your sister?" Changzhi approached him lightly and asked cautiously.

Zhao Guangyuan mechanically twisted his neck to look at him, and then said, "Today, you go home first." I'll send someone to fetch you back. ”

It was so long that he hesitated and refused to go.

He finally looked forward to the sun going down, he wanted to see Sister Lin, and he wanted to know if Sister Lin was Changzhi's mother.

But looking at His Highness like this, he picked the floor tiles of the hall with his small feet, and after a while, he nodded: "Yes, that is as long as His Highness." ”

One step and three turns, but His Highness still sat there with his head down, and did not call him.

Finally pouted and left.

He didn't know what happened to His Highness. Obviously, there are more than a dozen people here, and His Highness has been served by someone since then, but he is not happy.

Lin Qiushan and Geng both thought that Changzhi would not come back tonight, so they hoped that Changzhi would bring back good news. But it was so long that it was sent back.

"Long to? How did you get back? ”

"Your Highness has something." It was so long that he only said something sullenly.

His Highness was unhappy, but His Highness didn't tell Changzhi.

Dongxue didn't know what was going on, and he was happy when he saw Changzhi, "Brother Changzhi, come on, let's go see the goldfish!" ”

Those pairs of goldfish are kept in a transparent tank, and they don't need to look inside, and they can be seen from a distance.

A few dragged them to see the goldfish and the turtle, "The turtle is lazy, and it doesn't move when it pokes it." is still greedy, eats meat, eats vegetables, eats grass roots, eats everything, it's really gluttonous! ”

Dongxue and Hele said a few words from you, which made the depressed mood of being too long to see my sister better again.

Geng and Lin Qiushan saw a few children in a pile, and they also knew that they couldn't come in a hurry, so they had to hold their thoughts.

Geng instructed Lin Qiushan: "Didn't you say that Miss Lin's chopsticks are not easy to use, you can grind a few pairs of chopsticks and give them to Miss Lin." Make a few more hairpins. ”

Geng's really can't imagine that everything is good on Miss Lin's side, and everything she takes out shocks them, but how can chopsticks have burrs?

Changzhi said that there were no big trees over there, and there were tall houses everywhere, was there too little of trees over there? Or is there a lack of folk craftsmen?

Lin Qiushan responded while looking for suitable wood.

In fact, Lin Qiushan's carpentry skills are just average, and he has another craft that is rarely used by outsiders.

That is, the craft of making gold and silverware.

If it weren't for being a mausoleum household, just relying on his craftsmanship, he would have been chased by various merchants outside and invited to worship. It's just that he is in the imperial mausoleum, and as a mausoleum household, he doesn't want to come forward.

He once wanted to pass on the craft to his second son, so that he could have a craft of eating outside, but Lin Jingan was really not that material. Lin Qiushan had no choice but to give up.

Lin Qiushan's gold and silverware making skills have gradually become known to people in nearby Ling villages over the years.

Usually, if the gold and silver utensils in the Linghu's house are damaged, he will ask him to help repair them. Or if there is a child to get married, there is the joy of making tiles, and he will also ask him to make utensils. When the gold and silver ware is old, he will ask him to help blow it up.

Over the years, Lin Qiushan has relied on the scattered work of the tomb households, and has also saved some silver.

In fact, the mausoleum households usually do not run out of the mountains, and live a self-sufficient life in the mountains, and each family has more or less its own crafts.

The Lin family relied on wood, gold and silver craftsmanship, and became famous among the mausoleum households.

Lin Qiushan pondered what to do to give to Miss Lin. It would be too shabby to give Miss Lin only a few pairs of chopsticks.

So he got up and went back to the house, rummaged through the cabinets......