Come on, Your Highness

Going to see a sick person, no matter what, is never a good idea to leave empty-handed.

But their mother and son are penniless now, and they really can't offer any decent gifts of condolences. In the end, He Xichao asked Chunxiang to go to the kitchen and brazenly bake two cakes.

He Xichao took the cake and went to find He Mingrui openly.

He Mingrui is only seven years old now, and he was hit by the board for no reason, feeling angry and wronged.

But who asked him to be the prince's companion, the prince made a mistake and was punished, the royal family is so unreasonable.

Carrying him back from the palace yesterday, the whole mansion was in a state of commotion as soon as he returned, the old lady was really distressed when she hugged her grandson, if it wasn't for everyone's comfort, she almost shed tears.

Now when He Xichao entered the room, the maids and maids stretched their necks anxiously looking at the inner room from the outside, and didn't even notice that he was a villain.

He Xichao simply didn't make a sound, stood quietly behind and listened with his ears up, and soon he knew what was going on inside, He Mingrui was drinking medicine.

"Take it away! I won't drink it, grandmother! I won't drink it, it's so bitter I can't drink it! Take it away!"

He Mingrui cried and shouted, his voice sounded full of anger, but he didn't look like he was dying after being beaten, and the injury probably wasn't serious.

That's right, for the He family's sake, the emperor won't do anything heavy.

"My dear grandson, Mingrui, you can get better quickly after drinking the medicine. It's not bitter anymore. Be good, we'll be fine after drinking it." The old lady's voice was full of pleadings, and she coaxed her grandson to drink the medicine patiently. .

"Grandma, don't drink! I have to enter the palace again after my injury is cured. I don't want to, I don't want to enter the palace again! Grandma, tell my grandfather that I don't want to be a companion for the prince. It's obviously his fault. Why did you fight?" I, woo..."

"Okay, okay, I'll tell your grandfather after you drink the medicine."

"Really?" He Mingrui stopped crying immediately.

He Xichao also turned his ears to listen.

It's a pity that the old lady said this lightly, so he didn't hear it, but He Mingrui quickly said happily: "Thank you grandma, grandma, you are the best for me."

"Then do you drink medicine?"

"Drink, grandson drink obediently."

As soon as these words came out, the maids and women in front of He Xichao all heaved a sigh of relief, and then the maid standing at the end felt someone pulling her clothes, turned her head, lowered her eyes, and happened to be looking at a cute doll, she was slightly taken aback .

"Sister, I'm He Xichao. I heard that the eldest brother is sick, so I'll come and see him."

The maid soon realized who He Xichao was. As a member of He Mingrui's yard, she should be hostile to this young master who came suddenly, but He Xichao looked so well-behaved that she couldn't get angry, so she could only say: "Then you Wait, I will report to the old lady."

After the maid went in, before the old lady could speak, He Mingrui yelled first, "Is that the bastard?"

He Xichao couldn't help raising his eyebrows while listening outside.

"My dear grandson, don't say such things again in the future, he is your second uncle's son." The old lady's voice sounded calm, and there was no sense of blame in her words, so naturally she thought so too.

"Let him go, who wants him to come to see me, is he worthy to come to see me?" After He Mingrui's arrogant words came, the maid came out and said, "You go, the young master won't see you."

He Xichao's eyes showed sadness when he heard the words, and he said in a low voice: "Okay, let the hall brother have a good rest. These are spring pancakes made by my family's Chunxiang. They are delicious, let the big cousin try."

The cake was crudely wrapped in oiled paper, there were only two pieces, it looked extremely shabby, not to mention He Mingrui, even the maids in the mansion would not be able to eat it.

But seeing He Xichao just stretched out his hand, looking straight at him, the servant girl thought about it and was ready to take it, but just as she stretched out her hand, He Xichao took the cake back, then turned around sadly, and walked out the door slowly.

Calling him a bastard and wanting to eat his cake, He Xichao hummed in his heart and refused to give it.

He Xichao was still squatting among the flowers outside Wei Guogong's study room. There were many mosquitoes in autumn and even more in the evening. He scratched the mosquito bag on his body while biting the spring pancakes, his bright black eyes fixed on the light.

When he came, he happened to see the Duke's wife and the second master entered the study together, and they haven't come out yet.

So he waited patiently, and finally after feeding the mosquitoes, the Duke's wife and the second master came out one after the other.

He Xichao hurriedly stuffed the spring pancakes into his mouth, wiped his mouth, got up and straightened his clothes, and walked towards the study.

It's already late at night, He Xichao counted the time, several people talked for a long time in the study, seeing the expressions of the Duke's wife and the second master, they are quite satisfied, it can be seen that Wei Guogong has already moved his heart.

That's it.

When He Xiang came to report that He Xichao wanted to see him, Wei Guogong felt that he had heard wrong.

"Master Guo, that's right, it's Young Master Xichao, and he's alone." He Xiang confirmed.

"He didn't sleep and came here so late?" Wei Guogong frowned.

He Xiang said: "His mother will have to leave the house tomorrow, and he is afraid that he came here to plead for mercy."

Wei Guogong lowered his head when he heard the words, continued with the business in hand, and said: "Let him go, and then tell him that it is useless to kneel here all night and die."

He Xiang went out, and came back after a while, with a troubled expression on his face: "Grandpa, Xi told the young master that he didn't come to intercede with his mother, but to solve your problems."

"My problem?" Wei Guogong put down his pen and snorted coldly, "What problem can a six-year-old child solve for me?"

He Xiang said: "I don't know about that, but Young Master Xi Chao said it firmly, as if that's the case. Lord, you might as well meet, Young Master Xi Chao's face is full of mosquitos. It looks like he's been waiting for a long time, and he won't leave easily .”

Hearing this, Wei Guogong said: "Then see you."

He Xichao walked to the desk with his head held high and his chest held high, he saluted Wei Guogong neatly, then stood still and said, "Good evening, grandfather."

Wei Guogong looked at his face playfully, the child's face was tender and white, with mosquitoes, big and small, all on his face, it was a bit funny to see, but it also made people feel distressed.

With this amount, it can be seen that the wait is really long.

"How did you get here?" Wei Guogong took a cup of tea beside him and blew on it gently.

"Two days ago, I followed the maid who brought you soup along the corner of the wall and hid behind the flowers." He Xichao confessed generously without guilt.

Wei Guogong looked up at him.

He Xichao returned a big smile, then turned to He Xiang and said, "Grandpa Xiang, your face is itchy, can you find me a box of ointment for itching? Thank you."

This is really not polite at all, He Xiang was slightly taken aback, and subconsciously looked at Wei Guogong.

The latter still didn't say a word, and continued to drink his tea.

He Xiang had no choice but to say: "Okay, Master Xi Chao, bear with it, and come as soon as you go."

As soon as He Xiang left, Wei Guogong saw He Xichao walking towards the high table on his own, opened a cup, picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup of tea, then turned around and asked Wei Guogong, "Grandfather, grandson, do you want some water for you?"

"No trouble."

When He Xichao heard this, he immediately put down the teapot, as if he was just talking casually.

Wei Guogong narrowed his eyes slightly, drank tea calmly and watched him play tricks.

He Xichao choked a little while eating the spring pancakes, but he drank a cup of tea before he went on, feeling relieved.

Then he poured another cup, held the teacup to the chair closest to the desk, put the teacup on the coffee table next to him, then turned over and climbed onto the high-backed chair, sat down and looked at Wei Guogong, who also had no expression on his face looking at him.

He Xichao smiled slightly, and released a bomb from his mouth: "Grandfather, the crown prince has been deposed, are you planning to support the third prince?"

Wei Guogong wanted to see what He Xichao could say, but he didn't expect it to be so bold that he almost couldn't hold back a mouthful of water, but even so, he still choked his throat, coughed a few times, and took it easy He snapped and said, "Who taught you this! Your mother?"

"Mother is a woman in a deep house, how she has such insight, this is my own speculation." He Xichao jumped off the chair, went to fill the teapot, went around the table to refill Wei Guogong, and obediently obeyed Wei Guogong's order Back, said, "Don't get excited, drink water to moisten your throat, our grandparents and grandchildren speak slowly."

Wei Guogong felt that these words were a little weird, but He Xichao did these facts very easily, and he had no fear at all, and he was close when he said he was close.

"Actually, it's not bad to support the third prince. After all, there is Concubine Shu in the palace. Not only did she not blame the prince for being crushed by the prince, but she also pleaded for him. She is so magnanimous, and the emperor's impression of her is so magnanimous." Even better, maybe in order to make up for her, I can be promoted to a higher level. Xichao doesn't know what is after Concubine Shu. I guess he can also become Concubine. Although the crown prince is born of the queen, his status is more noble, But after all, the empress has passed away, so there is no concubine Shu in the harem to talk to. Besides, concubine Shu is the daughter of the old lady and the younger sister of the second master. They prefer the third prince to take the throne. There's a chance, isn't there?"

To be honest, Wei Guogong was really surprised that a six-year-old child could say such a thing, it can be said that he was shocked.

Indeed, as he said, Li Yuechan, a concubine, at most knows some things about the inner house, how can she have such insights?Even if she understands, but He Xichao is only six years old, so smooth, speaking clearly is not the intelligence that should be at this age.

He Mingrui is one year older than He Xichao, even if He Mingrui memorized it, he might not be able to speak smoothly.

Wei Guogong's reaction was within He Xichao's expectation, he turned his head and smiled and said: "People say Gan Luo Twelve is a prime minister, I am willing to follow his example."

"You are only six years old now!" Wei Guogong was determined after all, and after being shocked, he quickly recovered.

"So what, I can speak at the age of half, I can read at the age of one, I can write thousands of words at the age of two, I study the Four Books and Five Classics at the age of three, and I understand etiquette and poetry at the age of four. My father said that I am a genius, and I think so too." Wei Guogong would definitely not believe what he said before He Xichao did not, but now, he only feels that this kid is arrogant, but it is not a false statement.

"Don't think people's old words are useless, don't think people's small goodness can be deceived, grandfather, do you think what your grandson said makes sense?"

Aren't they all in this study room?Useless or deceitful?

Seeing the child's sly eyes, Wei Guogong nodded gently, "Ah Yu gave birth to a good son."

At this point, He Xichao's heart was relieved.

The author has something to say: Yao: Look, I’m cheating on you, this IQ... tsk tsk

He Xichao: Are you kidding me? I am a soul wearer!Where is it?

Haruka: Oh, that's gone

He Xichao: ... Get lost