After Prince Qi finished speaking, Jiang Xiang just didn't hear it.

I poured myself wine and drank it, studied the ornamentation on the wine glass, and thought it was very good, but unfortunately it was not an antique, otherwise I would have sent it to King Yue.

Of course Prince Qi knew that he was pretending to be stupid and wanted others, so could he catch up like this? It's long gone.

Who let his daughter have to recognize Jiang Jiawentao, this is really life.

"Don't think about it?" Prince Qi asked a little cautiously. is no longer an old fritter in officialdom, and now he is an old father who seeks happiness for his children.

Jiang Xiang glanced at him, "Do you think it's possible?" I'm afraid that the rumors have spread to the palace, and that one hasn't married your family yet? "Tsk, it's also quite confusing.

"My daughter, it's not that she can't get married, she wants something to marry. She marries whoever she likes, and if she doesn't marry, I can support her. If you want to live in the future, you can pass it, but it's just that, go and stay at will, and give marriage what you want. I am her father, and the palace can't decide her marriage. ”

Hey, you're pretty tough. Jiang Xiang also admired his love for his daughter.

It's a pity......

How did Prince Qi not know his worries, "You don't care about anything else, you only say that you should accept it or not." ”

Jiang Xiang thought about the cute and cute appearance of the county lord of Deyang, and he liked it quite a bit, the point was that Wen Tao also liked it, but he knew that it couldn't be done, so he kept refraining.

Jiang Xiang sighed, "I want to agree, but I can't help myself, my family can't help myself." ”

Prince Qi was silent, but he also knew it in his heart.

After a while, he suddenly said, "I heard that you are quite diligent in contacting that side?" ”

Jiang Xiang almost jumped.

What did Prince Qi know!

"Don't stare at me like that. I am the only prince left of the first emperor. If I don't have the skills, can I live? "Tsk. Prince Qi glanced at him.

Jiang Xiang's pounding heart suddenly calmed down. He is still not as good as Prince Qi, and he can't be as immobile as a mountain.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Prince Qi was also silent, and looked at the closed window, "It's a pity that Guangzhun is really a pity." My father said that he was wise and intelligent, and had high hopes for him among many of his grandchildren. ”

Jiang Xiang couldn't help but blush when he thought of his students. The first prince is really benevolent and benevolent, and he is excellent in everything, and if he ascends the throne, he will definitely carry on the past and forge ahead into the future.

It's a pity.

"The first emperor also favors ...... most" Jiang Xiang suddenly paused and bit the root of his tongue.

Prince Qi glanced at him, how he didn't know his unfinished words.

sighed. When the man was young, his father let him eat and sleep on the dragon throne, and the jade seal was also played with by him, teaching him to write and draw by hand, and he was not angry when he painted the dragon case black.

After Guang Chung's death, he was indeed the best candidate, but he ...... It's a pity.

"My Zhao family has been passed down for eighteen generations, and the country still needs to have prosperous descendants and successors. Otherwise, turmoil will arise from within, and external turmoil will inevitably arise. ”

After listening to this, Jiang Xiang almost told him about Changzhi on impulse, and bit the root of his tongue again.

He bowed his head and said, "They are both my students." I only recognize them. "I don't know who the others are.

Prince Qi turned his head to look at him and sighed secretly.

The other side. Another night, Lin Zhaoxia coaxed him to sleep for a long time, and once again his soul penetrated to the palace.

In the main hall of the palace, there was a figure sitting there reading a book, Lin Zhaoxia looked at it, and his heart was happy, so he walked towards him.

Walking up to him, he was about to speak, but when he saw that the other party didn't react at all, his brows furrowed.

Wrong.

When I got closer, I took a closer look, and sure enough, something was wrong. Not him!

Lin Zhaoxia was lost for a while, and sat beside him in a daze and looked at him for a long time, never waiting for his reaction. Normally, before she came close, he noticed it. He was as alert as he was six years later.

So did he leave and go to Hangu Pass? Is this the stand-in he found?

It's true. If you don't look closely, you think it's a person.

I don't know where to find it, is there really such a similar person in the world? Or is it a human skin mask on the face?

Lin Zhaoxia walked to the door of the main hall, I don't know which direction the Lin family is, whether she went back six years ago, or was he taken to Hangu Pass. That little Changzhi must have been taken away by him.

Lin Zhaoxia was a little distressed, so big that he wanted to go to Hanguguan to drink wind and eat soil, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was good to follow his father.

She was still very clingy until she saw her in the back, which was the reason why she was not by her parents' side before, and she had no sense of security. It's good to be with my father.

Lin Zhaoxia took one last look at the palace, put it back on, and didn't say hello to the stand-in.

The next day, I personally sent Changzhi to kindergarten.

Chang Zhi happily held her hand, "Mother, why did you send me today?" ”

"Mother wants to see you more."

When I heard it, I lowered my head in shame, pursed my mouth, and couldn't suppress my happiness. He glanced up at Lin Zhaoxia again, shook her hand happily, and took small steps with a clang.

Lin Zhaoxia was also happy in his heart. If this little thing is gone, I am afraid that I will lose a lot of happiness.

"Niang will come to pick you up in the afternoon, okay?"

"Good!" Chang Zhi responded loudly, "As soon as I get to school, I'll wait for my mother at the door!" ”

"Okay." The mother and son agreed, and Lin Zhaoxia watched him enter the garden before turning back.

As a result, when she returned home, she had only written a third of the script in one episode when she received a call from Lu Shanchang. Hurriedly left his work and ran to the store.

"People are gone?"

"Gone." Lu Shanchang saw her coming and told her about the situation.

Before, because they sold antique paintings and antiques in their stores, the ancient paintings were all made by celebrities in the Qi Dynasty, and they were reported.

The relevant departments wanted to close the store, but fortunately Zhang Yiqiu's father was relieved. Later, she also took Lu Shanchang to explain to the relevant departments, and the matter was over.

As a result, now the matter is spreading more and more widely, and I heard that there is an unknown dynasty, a dynasty that has never appeared in history, which has attracted relevant experts and scholars, and people who love painting and collecting, have come to find it.

In addition to a few paintings that Zhao Guangyuan promised to keep as treasures of the town, the rest of the paintings, including Jiang Xiang's father and son, were sold at a high price.

But a few people who came today are very famous in the industry, and they asked the store to provide more things that can support Qi Dynasty, otherwise Qi Ya is creating a high-level fake.

Report it to the relevant department. It's not just the closure of the store, but the income from the sale of paintings before has to be returned as illegal income.

"How can this be proven! We can't move Qi Chao over to show them. Lu Shanchang was so anxious that he couldn't do it.

In the Qi Dynasty, as long as there is power, money, and connections, there is nothing that cannot be solved. The same is true for selling antiques, and they are not responsible for leaving the counter. If you want to be here, you have to return the proceeds from the previous sales.

The money from the previous sales was exchanged for pearls and other things for Guangyuan to bring back, where is the money to return it.

That's damning! He and Zhao Xia have no power and powerlessness, and they can't prove their innocence, do they really want to take out what they eat? It's not enough to pay.

"What should I do, do you want to find Qiuqiu's father again? Please ask him to help? ”

Lin Zhaoxia also felt that this matter was tricky, "It has been solved once last time, we can't find Uncle Zhang for everything." And I'm afraid this matter is not easy to solve. ”

Obviously, their paintings are no longer sold under the name of the Qi Dynasty, how can some people still say that they fabricate history and seriously mislead consumers?

"Although the history of Qi written by Guangyuan last time was not finished, we have already printed the prehistory, didn't you show them?"

"There they were. It's just to give them to them, and it can be regarded as sending people away with a good voice. But that book can't be used as evidence, it can only be said to be a wild history, and they will say that it is apocryphal, and those people say to take it back to understand. ”

It would be nice if Hirobuchi was here now. He can help bring out some historical objects from Daqi that can be corroborated.

They didn't want to sell antique calligraphy and paintings through Daqi anymore, they had already blurred Daqi, only talking about antiquities, and did not say the specific age. But unexpectedly, it attracted the attention of higher departments.

"I'm afraid Guangyuan really can't come." Lin Zhaoxia was a little lost. And she wore it several times, but she couldn't find him.

Can't wear his age.

There must be something wrong with the space-time gate.

So, he can't get over.

The store is closed, but if you want to recover the income from the previous sales, you will also be fined, and all the belongings will not be enough to compensate.

Fortunately, she and Changzhi had handed over the gold from her investment to him before, otherwise she would have vomited three liters of blood if she was asked to leave.

"Do they want us to close the store?"

"Not really. They just want us to provide something that can prove the Qi Dynasty, otherwise they will convict us of disrupting the market. ”

"That means we still have time."

"It's useless to have time, Guangyuan is not here, we don't have anything in our hands." Lu Shanchang looked stunned.

"Do you want to find a place to hide those calligraphy and paintings that Guangyuan let you keep? Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to keep it. ”

"Okay. Then you find it for me, and I'll take it back. ”

After a while, Lu Shanchang took a few painting boxes from the safe and gave them to Lin Zhaoxia. Lin Zhaoxia caught it, and then skimmed the photo album to the side, his eyes darkened.

"Put away that album too, Guangyuan doesn't know when he will be able to come again, if someone pays a deposit for the flowers and trees on it, and he can't get anything for a long time, I'm afraid he will have an opinion."

Lu Shanchang turned his head to look over, and he was also disappointed, "Okay, I'll put it away." ”

I feel sorry while receiving it.

The store sells a lot of precious flowers and trees brought from Daqi, although it is not as expensive as Suguan Heding, but it sells better than antiques.

Now that their reputation has been made, I know that their store not only sells antique calligraphy and paintings, but also sells rare flowers and trees, and many people come from far and wide. It has become the most stable source of income in the store.

And with Guangyuan's absence, this business can't be done.

Lin Zhaoxia also felt quite regretful.

Zhao Guangyuan is planning big things over there, raising soldiers is a bottomless pit, and I don't know what happened to him in Daqi, I'm afraid he can't fill that hole if he has no money.

Zhao Guangyuan, who was in the palace, seemed to feel something, pressed the position on his chest with his hand, walked out of the palace, and looked up at the sky.

There's nothing unusual around him, he can't go, he can't go to them. Today is the sixty-seventh day since he left their mother and son, and he has not seen them for more than two months.

Turning his gaze in the direction of Changling, Imperial Grandfather, you should hurt your grandson.

The grandchildren are the only ones left.

His Highness was thinking about His Royal Highness again. Cao Cuo stood aside and looked at His Royal Highness with a lost expression, feeling pain in his heart. I don't know what's going on with His Royal Highness, he hasn't heard from His Royal Highness for more than two months.

Kneeling down in the direction of Changling, Emperor Xian, you have mercy and bless Your Highness, he finally looked forward to a hope. Bless him!

"Get up."

Cao Cuo got up, "Your Highness, don't be sad, we have come over with strong winds and waves." Cao Cuo didn't know what was going on, only that His Highness had encountered another problem, and he was getting thinner and thinner, and there was no smile on his face.

Zhao Guangyuan squeezed his hands tightly, and the wind and waves surged towards him wave after wave, and he didn't know when he would stop.

"Let's go outside."

"Yes."

The master and servant walked out of the palace, went to Changling first, entered the hall of enjoyment, and gave incense to the first emperor. Out of the hall of enjoyment, walking on the Shinto of Changling, the stone Weng Zhong on both sides is tall and majestic, and has endured so many years of sun and wind blowing, and still stands there.

From the Nagareung Shinto, he walked up to the main Shinto of the cemetery, and then walked back, looking at the position on the mountainside, and did not move for a long time.

That's where he and Changzhi went to find the pit.

He couldn't find a way to go there. When he grew up, he said that he fell into the pit to find his mother......

At that time, he didn't know that he was his own son, but he thought that this child was stupid, and he took his brothers and sisters up the mountain to dig a pit, which was how stupid he had to be to do it.

"Your Highness, what are you looking at?"

Zhao Guangyuan shook his head, "It's nothing, you go back and get a hoe, just go there and look for me." He pouted somewhere halfway up the mountain.

Cao Cuo was confused, took a hoe, and went halfway up the mountain? What is this going to do? Want to open the ground?

"Your Highness, you want to open up the land, there is still a lot of vacant land next to the land before, and you can circle another piece, the land halfway up the mountain is too poor to grow anything."

"Mouthy." Zhao Guangyuan reprimanded him, didn't explain to him, and walked straight to the halfway up the mountain.

"Your Highness, you wait for me!"

Cao Cuo wanted to follow, and wanted His Royal Highness to let him go back to get the hoe, but when he saw a subordinate of the palace appear, he hurriedly raised his hand to call him, and gave him an order, so he hurriedly turned around and trotted to catch up with Zhao Guangyuan.

Zhao Guangyuan walked to the place where he had dug a pit.

It has long been filled in. If he hadn't personally participated in it, he wouldn't have recognized the traces there. Zhao Guangyuan stared at it tightly, do you want to cut it open again?

But it was so long that it was cut open before, and it didn't go through.

But this is the only way he can think of at the moment. If there was any other way, he would not have thought of this. Now he wants to give it a try whenever he has the slightest possibility.

I scratched with my feet and made a mark, but I saw that Cao Cuo hadn't come yet, and there were no tools. Zhao Guangyuan walked beside him.

His eyes fell on the dead branch on the side, and the corners of his mouth raised.

At that time, Changzhi was waiting for him on the side, because he was bored, he was still picking up dead branches on the side, saying that he wanted to pick up some firewood for the family.

When he was a little older, he thought about his family's livelihood, and he didn't forget to pick up some dry wood and go back to burn it when he went up the mountain. The corners of Zhao Guangyuan's mouth raised even more, the child was kind-hearted, he was grateful, and the Lin family raised him well.

Zhao Guangyuan walked over, used his feet to pluck the dead branches on the road together, and the children who went back to Lingcun went up the mountain to pick up dead wood, which could save some effort.

Suddenly there was something kicking under my feet, almost stumbling, and I looked down, what is this?