Cao Cuo looked at Zhao Guangyuan with burning eyes, trying to discern something from the subtle expression on his face.

He hoped that His Highness would tell him in person that he would be a little Highness.

So how can the benevolent and kind queen mother not have an heir who burns incense and worships at all four o'clock. Thinking of His Royal Highness the Prince, who was all over the house, and His Royal Highness the Seventh Highness, who was diagnosed by the doctor as an absolute heir, Cao Cuo's eyes flashed with tears.

"What's wrong with you?" Zhao Guangyuan looked at him a little strangely.

Cao Cuo's eyes flashed again and again, "Just now Lin Qiushan came to pick up the long arrival, and the old slave said that His Royal Highness would stay for a few days." ”

Staring at Zhao Guangyuan's eyes, "Your Highness, where did you hide your Changzhi?" ”

Zhao Guangyuan moved his gaze back to the bookcase and turned the pages, "Chang said that he wanted to practice martial arts with the main hall, and the main hall sent him elsewhere to polish his muscles." ”

Your Highness wants to polish the muscles and bones that have grown to the top?

Yes, it must be! If it's just an unrelated kid from the Linghu family, why does His Highness work hard.

When he was five years old, His Royal Highness was only able to walk, and was taken over by Lu Guogong to polish his muscles and bones personally, day and night. It's too late.

"Yes, the old slave knows." Seeing that His Royal Highness was concentrating on reading, Cao Cuo retreated out of the main hall, and as soon as he went out, he instructed the kitchen to send Changzhi's meals as usual.

Zhao Guangyuan looked at his back, a little unclear So, Cao Cuo seemed to be a little excited?

Remembering the Queen Mother again?

Zhao Guangyuan's eyes darkened, put down the book, and touched the black rubber band on his wrist.

Before going to bed, I turned on my phone again, clicked on Lin Zhaoxia's avatar, and lost another message, "Yuan is a waste person, has he lost the right to chase happiness?" ”

When I woke up the next day, there was still no figure. Zhao Guangyuan knew that he was afraid that he really had to go over to bring him back.

All day in the main hall, heaven and man were at war.

He wanted to see her. He couldn't tell why he always wanted to see her, and he always wanted to talk to her. Even if you don't talk about it, just seeing it can dissipate some of the depression in your chest.

He couldn't tell why.

But he didn't want to see her.

He knew exactly why he didn't want to see her. He and she are not people of the same world in the first place, so why do they have to intersect together? And......

Men and women should be treated differently. Zhao Guangyuan gave himself a reason. Trying to restrain himself.

When the sky was dusk, Cao Cuo entered the hall as usual to tell who he saw and what he received today. Zhao Guangyuan only listened silently, occasionally responding to a word.

"If you want the slaves to say, you shouldn't see them, a bunch of people who are high and low. This will send these just for others to see, just to use His Highness to add color to himself. ”

Cao Cuo is very shameful.

Since His Royal Highness asked him to go to Beijing to seek medical treatment, almost all the nobles in Beijing have sent people to visit and deliver things, hmph, what did you do in the early years!

I was close to His Royal Highness before, and I was afraid of poking the emperor's eyes, so I avoided it one by one. Now that His Royal Highness has no threat, he came to play the drama of brothers, brothers, kings and ministers.

It's just for the emperor and outsiders to see.

When who is rare.

Zhao Guangyuan's eyebrows were faint, "I picked up some that could be sold and sold them." There is no need to hide it, just be generous, and whoever asks will tell him. The main hall is poor, and there is no money to buy wine. ”

"Wouldn't it be better to buy some liquor every time you pawn it?"

"Of course. How else would others know that the main hall was being sold for money? ”

Cao Cuo had a headache. Since he came, His Highness has almost quit drinking, but when there are outsiders, he still behaves, and the wine in the cellar is almost piled up.

Who in Beijing now doesn't know that His Royal Highness is addicted to alcohol? I sent wine back to the house, and I sent it car by car.

"Your Highness, the wine in the cellar is so piled up that there is no place to put your feet."

"Then someone will dig another cellar. Do you still drink too much? If you can't drink it in the future, whether it's giving it away or exchanging money, aren't they all good things? ”

Good things are good things, and the nobles of Beijing sent them by someone, so can it be bad wine? But in order to make it for outsiders to see, it is not easy to sell it for a while.

"Don't feel sorry for you, it's all for nothing. Besides, outsiders only know that the temple is exchanged for wine, how do they know that it was sold? ”

Having said that, Cao Cuo was still distressed.

He wanted to sell these things and save all the money. His Highness has big things to do in the future, recruiting people, etc., and money will be used everywhere. He is in charge of His Highness's money box, but he knows His Highness's financial situation too well, and he is really poor.

Back then, he saved much more money in the palace than His Royal Highness.

Thinking that the belongings he had saved for half his life had been looted, he trembled with distress. Otherwise, if you have those possessions, you can give some relief to Your Highness. .

While gritting his teeth, he sorted it out, and waited for an object to be turned out...... "Huh?" ”

A very inconspicuous gift, and there is not even a directory outside. Wait for ...... to be opened, "Your Highness, it was sent by the Jiang family!" ”

"The Jiang family?" Zhao Guangyuan glanced sideways slightly.

These days, although the emperor's attitude towards the Seventh Highness has not softened, the Emperor Jingzhong Xungui learned the news that the Seventh Highness is in poor health, and sent people with gifts one after another to express his concern.

One after another, people gave gifts. First of all, your Highnesses and clan relatives, then your Royal Highnesses' in-laws, old relatives and supporters, and then the nobles and ministers in Beijing.

Before, he was in a faint vein with the former queen and the first prince, whether it was for the emperor and the world to see, they all sent people to greet and give gifts, not to mention that there were old people in the past.

If you avoid it and let the emperor and the world know, I am afraid that it will be cold.

The main reason is that now His Royal Highness the Seventh has been diagnosed as an heir, has no relationship with the throne, looks harmless, has dealings with him, and will not poke the eyes of the emperor and other highnesses, and they have sent gifts.

No matter how careful the Jiang family is, they have to follow the crowd.

"Show me it."

Cao Cuo handed over the gift, and Zhao Guangyuan took it and saw that it was a few ancient books, as well as a knife of Chengxintang paper and a knife of golden chestnut paper.

The golden chestnut paper is fine and smooth, immortal for a long time, in Daqi is exclusively used for copying scriptures in various monasteries, and Chengxintang paper is like a membrane, clean as jade, it is the best writing and calligraphy and painting paper in Daqi.

There is also a letter in the box, unfolded, written by Jiang Xuyang, the head of the household department, but Liao Liao has a few sentences, polite and ordinary.

But Zhao Guangyuan still saw a strong concern in the words between the lines, and the worry was overflowing on the paper.

I can't help but feel a little hot in my eyes.

Jiang Xuyang is the companion of the prince's brother, and later after he also studied with the prince's brother, Jiang Xuyang can also be regarded as his companion, and Jiang Xuyang's father, Jiang Xiang, is the prince's young master and his husband, who has carefully taught his brothers for more than ten years.

When the prince's brother was defiled and rebelled, Jiang Xiang knelt in front of the palace gate crying blood for three days and three nights and refused to leave...... It's just a pity that in the end, it didn't change his father's mind.

Later, although Jiang Xiang was not implicated, he was also demoted from the first assistant to the second assistant of the cabinet, and then to the cabinet minister.

Zhao Guangyuan held the letterhead and was silent for a long time.

"Your Highness......"

Zhao Guangyuan gathered his mind, folded the letterhead, and put it in his arms, "Send this box to my inner room." In the future, if the Jiang family comes again, let them tell the palace that it is still fine, and there is no need to come again. ”

"Yes." Cao Cuo naturally knew the relationship between the Jiang family and His Royal Highness, and if there was any other family in Beijing who was still worried about rehabilitating the prince, I was afraid that only this Jiang family would be the only one.

His Royal Highness is afraid that his family will be rejected by the emperor.

"Won't Your Highness reply to the letter?" Cao Cuo thought that His Royal Highness would always have to return to Beijing, but he couldn't, and secretly wooing the Jiang family could be regarded as a helper.

Zhao Guangyuan shook his head: "No." The Jiang family can't have an accident now. ”

Cao Cuo nodded, and asked again: "How to arrange the people sent by the princess's mother's family?" ”

Thank you for your strong support, today should still be five more ha~

(End of chapter)