Cao Cuo originally disliked Fang Er, a delicious ghost, eating one piece after another, there was not enough, he wanted to hide a few pieces secretly, but he was afraid that he couldn't. But when he heard Fang Er talk about the news from Beijing, he was stunned.

"When will the news come back?" Is the emperor going to crown his adult highness the king? So what about their Highnesses?

Who remembers the son of the Empress Yuan who was demoted to the mausoleum - His Royal Highness the Seventh?

"Your Highness?" Cao Cuo looked at Zhao Guangyuan with a worried expression.

Zhao Guangyuan had a faint expression. His eyes fell on those mooncakes, as if he was thinking about what flavors of mooncakes were delicious.

"Your Highness, Jingzhong is about to be crowned king!" Cao Cuo was so anxious that he couldn't do it.

How to say that sentence, the prince is not in a hurry to die the eunuch, this is really true. "Your Highness!"

Zhao Guangyuan raised his eyes to look at him lightly, "Very anxious." ”

"How can you not be in a hurry!" Cao Cuo didn't eat the mooncakes anymore, and he was so anxious to turn around.

"His Highness is not in Beijing now, who still remembers His Highness! We have to go back to Beijing! He looked at Fang Er next to him, wanting to get his support.

Fang Er reluctantly put down the moon cake, also stood up, and nodded: "Yes, Your Highness has to go back to Beijing." ”

The corner of Zhao Guangyuan's mouth sneered, "If he remembers my son, I will have a title if I am not in the capital." If he doesn't have me in his heart, even under his nose, it's useless. ”

Back then, the prince's brother was his eldest son, and his status was precious, didn't he say that he would kill him? He didn't blink an eye, and he didn't shed a single tear.

Ruthless, cold-blooded, hard-hearted. The queen mother did not eat or drink for several days, her legs were broken, and she could not wait for him.

"Your Highness," Cao Cuo persuaded bitterly, "Your Highness still has to have an identity to be more convenient to act." ”

"Yes," Fang Er nodded, "If all the adult princes are crowned, His Royal Highness must be missing." We have to send a message to Kyori and ask them to help His Highness in his activities. ”

"Not necessarily." Zhao Guangyuan coldly refused.

"Your Highness!" Cao Cuo was heartbroken, Your Highness, when will you be high, you have to be at this time. If you don't even have a title, wouldn't anyone be able to step on it?

Do you really want to guard the imperial tomb in Tianshou Mountain for a lifetime?

"Not necessarily." Zhao Guangyuan said again and got up, "This hall wants to see how far he can go." "If he really doesn't have himself in his heart, then he doesn't have to show mercy.

He turned around and walked out of the main hall.

"Your Highness!" Cao Cuo was so anxious that he stomped his feet, but he had no choice but to follow.

Why did His Highness go to the kitchen again? His Highness's mouth is bitter again? His Royal Highness said that he didn't care, but in fact, he was still very uncomfortable in his heart, right? His poor Highness.

Why is Your Highness here again?

Chef Huang and the others looked at His Royal Highness Seven and came to the kitchen again, looking at each other.

"Your Highness." Saluted.

"No courtesy. Today's mid-autumn, the temple wants to eat the moon cakes of the capital, what style do you have, or have a good dim sum can be made, if you eat well, the temple has a lot of rewards. ”

"Yes!" It turns out that His Royal Highness misses the mooncakes in the capital!

Poor His Royal Highness the Seventh, whose status is more valuable than all the princes, was relegated to this place, and he couldn't even eat a bite of the mooncakes in the capital. I heard that no one in the capital gave gifts today.

Everyone couldn't help but feel sympathy in their hearts, and they all came up with their own unique skills, wanting to make the most delicious mooncakes for His Highness Seven.

Zhao Guangyuan stood there quietly, like the previous time, without speaking, just standing and watching, and did not interject. Just staring at Chef Huang's movements.

But everyone thought that he missed the moon cakes in the capital, and not only was he not disgusted when he stood there, but he was more sympathetic, and the poor Seventh Highness just wanted to eat a bite of the moon cakes in the capital.

As they did it, they told him about the steps, and they also said what they had added, hoping that this would relieve his worries.

When a pot came out, Zhao Guangyuan ate one and nodded in praise, "Not bad." It's even better than the one in the capital. ”

Chef Huang and the others were greatly encouraged, "Your Highness likes to eat, so let's make more, and Your Highness will eat slowly." ”

Zhao Guangyuan nodded, "Then do more." You also send one to your family. Wei sent one to Zhao Lingcheng, and then sent some to the eunuchs guarding the tomb in the Divine Palace, especially the two old eunuchs at the gate of the inner palace of Changling. ”

instructed Cao Cuo, "Stir-fry a few more side dishes and send them to the two of them, and you will deliver them yourself." ”

"Yes. The old slave went to deliver it in person. "Cao Cuo should go down.

Chef Huang and the others saw that His Royal Highness the Seventh was so miserable, and they were still thinking about the eunuchs who guarded the tomb in the Divine Palace, they couldn't help but feel the same way, and looked at Zhao Guangyuan, and their sympathy was even greater.

Zhao Guangyuan stood aside and watched the steps of making a pot of moon cakes, how to make dim sum, how to knead dough, how to add water, etc., and he also had a number in his heart.

Thinking of Lin Zhaoxia's side, most families have to cook by themselves, and there is no slave to call a maid, maybe he can learn more cooking skills and use it in the future.

You can't always let Xia Xia cook alone.

Carrying a box of mooncakes back to the main hall, thinking of taking them to Xia Xia's side and letting her eat Daqi's mooncakes.

Soon, the Lin family, Wei Deguang, and Zhao Lingcheng all received the moon cakes sent by Zhao Guangyuan.

The Lin family is flattered, these days His Royal Highness the Seventh takes care of the Lin family everywhere, Lin Qiushan feels that there is nothing to repay, while asking Geng and his two daughters-in-law to go to the vegetable garden to clean up some fresh vegetables as a gift, and at the same time telling Lin Jingning to be sure to be a good errand.

Of course, Changzhi knew that his father's name was Aiwu Jiwu, but he couldn't tell his grandfather about his relationship with his father, and his mother said that he would cause trouble to the family, so he pursed his lips and followed his grandmother and two aunts to the vegetable garden to pull vegetables.

And Wei Deguang had already decided to follow Zhao Guangyuan, and although he felt heartwarming about the moon cakes sent by His Royal Highness the Seventh, he did not behave like the Lin family. And Zhao Changle looked at the moon cakes sent, but thoughtful.

Zhao Changle, as a relative of the Zhao family, naturally knew the news that Jingzhong was preparing to crown the adult prince.

His Royal Highness the Seventh will send him moon cakes, is there any hint?

Do you want him to go to the sect and help intercede?

The Seventh Highness is born by the Empress Yuan, and his status is more noble than that of the prince who came out of the successor, not to mention other His Highnesses. But the Seventh Highness is no longer the heir, and the clan will not put its energy on the Seventh Highness.

The continuation of the bloodline of the Zhao family is related to Huang Zuo, and Huang Zuo is related to the world of Great Qi, as a member of the royal family, Zhao Changle does not want to see the Zhao family fall apart and turmoil.

Zhao Changle's eyes fell on the moon cakes sent again.

What happened back then, everyone who understands understands. What did the Seventh Highness do wrong? He's pathetic enough.

After thinking clearly, he commanded outward: "Come on, grind the ink." ”

He decided to deliver a message to several powerful clansmen in the capital, and asked them to help His Highness the Seventh intercede. This time, no matter how you say it, you shouldn't miss the Seventh Highness.

Zhao Guangyuan didn't know that Zhao Changle had already thought a lot, he sent moon cakes to the eunuch of the Divine Palace, this matter could not be concealed from Zhao Changle, who was a mausoleum, in order to prevent others from talking, he simply asked someone to send him a copy.

As for what Zhao Changle thought and did, he couldn't care about it, and he didn't want to care.

I only wrapped the mooncakes I brought back and prepared to bring them to Lin Zhaoxia.