Dressed as a man with the eldest son

63

"Brother, I want to eat that!"

"Brother, let's go see the fire-breathing, shall we?"

"Second brother, I want that rabbit lamp."

"Look for big brother to go."

"Third brother, I want to change clothes."

"Brother Liu Niang wants to relieve her."

Nan Ruo: Brother is dead and I need to burn incense.

Family planning is wonderful, family planning is croaking.

Every boss was an angel with broken wings in his previous life, let him pay his sincere respect to the boss of every family!

Just as he was planning to deal with the most urgent problem first, he took Liuniang to find a place to relieve him, when suddenly someone behind him said: "Brother Gu, this, this!"

Nan Ruo turned around and saw a mask with a monkey face.

"It's me." A familiar voice came from behind the mask, "Long time no see, Shangyuan Ankang."

"Shangyuan Ankang." It turned out to be Fu Zhuo, Nan Ruo responded with a smile, then frowned and said, "Why do you all call each other by name, when you come to me, you call me Brother Gu."

"Isn't that called kindness?" Fu Zhuo Yile said, "Cheng, Cheng, I will call you Nangong from now on, and I will change it when you have a word, is that okay?"

As long as you don't call Gu Geer, you can do it.

"I was eating wine upstairs, and when I saw you, I came down to have a look. Why..." Fu Zhuo glanced behind him, "What's the matter? Do you want me to help?"

That was just right, Nan Ruo asked him to help find a place to change clothes.

"It's a small matter, come with me." Fu Zhuo led them into the building behind him, all the way up to the top floor.

The second child and the third child became quails, looking around excitedly with their eyes open.

There is a saying in the capital: "Zanlou is made of iron, uncle of the country with flowing water", Zanlou is the most famous restaurant in the capital, and it has been more than a hundred years. Uncle's shareholding seems to have become a default rule, which is both a backer and a face.

The Fu family has been honored by Zanlou since Emperor Yongzhao came to power, and now the previous uncle Guo who participated in the shares has long since passed away, leaving only a share of the Fu family. Because the Zheng family is not welcomed by Empress Zheng, they are not included in Zanlou at all.

Apart from the Fu family, Zanlou is backed by nobles from all walks of life, so even if the restaurant of Empress Zheng rose up, Zanlou still stands. Coming to Zanlou is a symbol of status, and this concept accumulated over a century is difficult to change .

What's more, Zanlou is not self-contained. They accept and use the food and ideas brought by Empress Zheng very much in keeping with the times.

With the identity of the Nangong family, they used to go up to the third floor at most, and the second and third floor had never set foot on the upper two floors. How can they not be excited when they come up to the top floor, and they are already thinking about going back and bragging to their friends.

Nan Ruo also looked at the calligraphy and paintings hanging in the corridor with great interest. Not surprisingly, these should be authentic works.

"Like it?" Fu Zhuo casually entered his home, "Which one do you like, I'll have someone pretend it for you and send it to your house."

Nan Ruo cupped her hands: "Hey, Master Fu is so proud."

Fu Zhuobai said, "Come on, no one can compare your arrogance to you, so I will borrow flowers to present Buddha, and I will show off my majesty and prestige here."

With a smile in my heart, counting up to three generations, their Fu family is just a farmer who digs food from the soil. If it weren't for the empress dowager and the first empress, they would be considered nobles. Now that Empress Zheng is favored, I don't know how many people are waiting to see them joke.

The two chattered to each other and went to the private room, where a waiter had already taken Liu Niang to change.

Fu Zhuo said with a smile: "Since I've come up, allow me to be a landlord and taste the new snacks made by Zanlou." Then he said to Xiaoba, "There will be performances on the stage later, and the performances outside There are, do you want to see them?"

Seeing Xiao Ba and the others looking at Nan Ruo, he said, "It's crowded and unsafe for you to take them on the street, it's better to stay here, it's still warm."

Nan Ruo agreed almost without hesitation, and finally he was able to take a breather, which made Fu Zhuo laugh while leaning against Bao Ying.

Nan Ruo sent the second child to eat snacks outside, and talked with Fu Zhuo inside.

After a while, the performance at the back of Zanlou started, and everyone went out to the back porch one after another.

"It's okay, I'll watch them." Fu Zhuo said positively, "Go to the next door for me and tell him that I'll be there later."

Nan Ruo realized almost immediately, the prince is also there?

Fu Zhuo had already dragged him to the front door without saying a word, and pushed him to the front porch while everyone was going to the back porch.

Feeling helpless in Nan Ruo's heart, she knocked on the door next door, followed by a sound and pushed the door open.

He probably guessed why Fu Zhuo did this. When he was in the south of the Yangtze River, he had a good talk with the prince several times before, and he bumped into him. He thought that he might be able to enlighten the prince. Obviously, Fu Zhuo knew about the prince's problems.

In fact, he doesn't know why he can always chat with the prince, maybe it's because of his aura?

Sure enough, when he opened the door and went in, he saw the prince who was leaning against the window with the binoculars close to him, and nodded at him with a smile: "Come on."

Nan Ruo asked Ann, and stepped forward: "What is Your Highness looking at?"

From this side, you can see the lively streets. There are few high-rise buildings in the capital. This height can almost overlook half of the capital. The Lantern Festival is full of lights, and it is even more artistic when viewed from a height.

What do you mean by the east wind blowing flowers and thousands of trees at night, and what do you mean by stars like rain and fish and dragons dancing? The ancients never deceived them.

"Look at him." The prince motioned him to stand over, put the telescope in his hand in front of his eyes, and helped him adjust the position, "Did you see it? The vendor of the sugar maker."

Nan Ruo glanced at the side face of the prince who was close at hand, thinking that since the prince didn't care, he didn't need to make a fuss, so he ignored the close distance, looked intently, and saw the street vendor he was talking about.

He is a middle-aged man with a round face, with a kind and honest appearance, happily pinching the sugar figure, pinching his head and looking up at the passing lantern dance team, the waiting guests did not rush him, chatting with him with a smile, the two wearing The kid in the woolen hat squatted beside him, looking at the vendor's hands for a while, looking at the lamp for a while, and not forgetting to lick the sticky candy in his hand.

Nan Ruo couldn't help but smile.

"Isn't it interesting?" The prince's voice was low and hoarse, almost reminiscent of his Adam's apple vibrating when he spoke.

Nan Ruo moved his ears away a little calmly: "Yes." Don't forget to be afraid of flattery, "His Royal Highness Shangyuan also doesn't forget to understand the people's sentiments, it is really a great fortune for the country."

The prince laughed, the laughter was breathless, and Nan Ruo silently moved his ears away a little.

"I'm looking at him, him, they..." The prince's eyes fell on the bustling crowd below, and his smile faded, "The people are ignorant, but ignorant and worry-free, you say, if you have a choice, do you want to know or not?"

Nan Ruo couldn't help but turned his head and boldly looked at the prince for a moment, then said: "Your Highness, do you want to hear the truth or lies?"

The prince let him watch, only staring at the commotion below: "Listen."

Nanruo laughed dumbly, thought for a while, and said: "I remember the <Heart Sutra> said: Bodhisattva, according to Prajna Paramita, there is no hindrance in the heart. There is no fear because of no hindrance, stay away from upside-down knowledge of dreams, and finally Nirvana .”

"I'm stupid. I only understand that you don't have to be attached to everything. As long as you don't care about it, you don't suffer from gains and losses, and you don't have fear. You won't worry about the unknown."

Paused: "This is a lie."

The prince turned his head, because the two were very close, their eyes met each other this time around.

Nan Ruo didn't retreat, nor did he look away, he looked straight at him calmly, and said: "If I let the minister choose, I would rather be sober in pain than happy and confused. Maybe the minister has never experienced the real pain. Thinking, it’s not that the more you know, the more painful it is, knowing itself is not painful, but thinking too much.”

Could it be that he raised his hands happily to accept this sudden time travel?

No!

Forced to time travel, he was also angry, irritable and depressed, but these negative emotions were useless except to arouse suspicion. The reason why an adult is called an adult is that he can quickly adjust himself and digest negative emotions.

If he had to choose between keeping modern memories or erasing them, he would definitely choose to keep them. It would be painful not to see his relatives again, but at least he still remembered them.

"The reason for the pain is nothing more than finding that you can't change it, so you blame everything on being too sober."

He probably understood where the prince's illness was—or one of the causes.

He has received the best education in the world, the best knowledge in the whole country is open to him, and he is allowed to read as he pleases, and he also has the highest status.

However, many things he foresees have problems or have become a reality, but he is unable to prevent or solve them, especially he is only one step away from being able to make decisions.

If Nan thinks of many masters and doctors who have become monks in his previous life, Huiji will be hurt.

The prince stared at him blankly, a look of helplessness flashed across his face.

Nan Ruo couldn't hold back the pity for a moment. Thinking about the age of the prince, he was at the stage of establishing the Three Views in his previous life. The information in his previous life exploded. When he was confused, he could search for countless suggestions with his fingers, but the prince listened The voices I have heard are limited, and I have to explore them all by myself, and I can't tell others.

"Humans are not sages and sages, and gods and Buddhas can make mistakes, let alone human beings." He said, "I used to be depressed from time to time. Your Highness knows what happened at that time. I even thought about giving up on myself, and then I gradually thought about it." I understand, but I have to thank His Highness for not caring about it at the time and willing to help me."

"Your Highness is more intelligent than my minister, more courageous and knowledgeable than my minister, and I will figure it out faster than my minister if I think about it."

"Your Majesty is not to blame for your audacity to speak nonsense."

The prince was silent for a while, then said: "I'm afraid I won't be able to seek justice for you and Fu Zhuopei in the short term regarding the matter in the south of the Yangtze River."

Nan Ruo was startled, and realized that the prince was talking about the three of them being chased and killed. He actually wanted to seek justice for them, but he didn't care about it himself!

Or it's useless to care about it. The emperor insisted on protecting people, but he could still resist the order.

But the prince cares!

At this moment, Nan Ruo realized what the ancients said about being willing to devote oneself to the Lord.

"I'm not in a hurry." He said sincerely, "I'm willing to wait with His Highness, I trust His Highness."

Without hesitation, he gave the prince a sincere look.

The prince will definitely look at him.

"Your Highness?" Nan Ruo was puzzled.

The prince stopped with his half-raised hand, patted him on the shoulder twice, and closed his eyes: "I've made a note of it."

Seeing his brows stretched, Nan Ruo felt relieved, hesitated for a while, and said: "If your Highness has doubts in the future, you might as well try to write it down, just talk about it, and then burn it, this is how I expressed my distress before." .”

This is a method that he forgot where it came from. It may or may not be useful, but it may be the safest method for the prince.

The prince pondered: "Why burn it? If you write it down in the future, why not show it to me. In exchange, I will show you what I wrote."

This……

Nan Ruo felt like he had dug a hole for himself.

Just as he was about to find an excuse to decline, Fu Zhuo hurriedly opened the door and came in, rushing to the prince with a face full of panic: "Your Highness, the Queen Mother is seriously ill—"