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Son, Mr. Helan. "

He Lancong turned his head away, and said: "He Lancong in Xia Donglin, I heard Xiaofu said that he came to visit his sick father, I was curious, so I followed here, just to bother you."

By the way, Xiaofu's godfather is actually only 45 or six, probably due to illness, he is not in good spirits, and looks much older.After hesitating for a while, he asked Xiaofu to support him, and despite He Lancong's obstruction, he gave a big gift to He Lancong, saying that the rules must not be violated.

He Lancong asked Xiaofu to help the old eunuch back, and then said: "You are not well, take care of it."

The old eunuch sighed, "In this palace, the elderly servants will recognize a godson to support themselves in the old age. Oh, monkey boy, go and add more firewood, don't freeze the nobleman."

"Oh, I see."

The old eunuch said: "Young master, Xiaofu is still young, if there is someone who is not good at serving, the servant will apologize to the young master here. Please, for the sake of the child's parents' death since childhood, don't bother with him."

He Lancong smiled lightly: "You don't have to be polite, I'm not the master here, and I don't mind Xiaofu's affairs."

The old eunuch was taken aback for a moment, then looked at He Lancong carefully, and found the chains that locked his wrists under his wide cloak, and he understood it all at once.

"The son will not be in the palace for a long time, will he?"

He Lancong said: "Half a year."

"Hey, young master, think about it, it's fate when you get here."

He Lancong said: "You know I'm not reconciled."

The old eunuch chuckled, "If you are willing, how can you be locked up. Sigh, to put it bluntly, there are a lot of lonely ghosts locked up in this palace."

After taking off the cloak, He Lancong opened the food box, took out the pastries inside, arranged them all, and made a gesture of invitation.

"Slave, thank you for your reward." The old eunuch kowtowed respectfully on the kang, following the same rules.

He Lancong stretched out his hand to help him, but the old eunuch didn't dare to touch him, but when he stepped back, he saw something on He Lancong's chest, and his eyes widened.

He Lancong looked down, it turned out that it was the half-moon jade pendant hung around his neck by the little emperor, but at some point, it was exposed outside the skirt of his clothes.

"My lord, have you been to Qianli Academy?"

"Qianli Academy?" He Lancong was stunned, and then realized, "You said the second floor of Zhaohuang Pavilion, right?"

The old eunuch nodded, "This jade pendant was placed by the servant himself in the dark compartment behind the bookshelf in the academy."

He Lancong said: "What a coincidence, does this jade pendant have any history?"

"I can't tell the origin, but it's something that the late emperor bestowed on Mr. Gu, the master of Zhaohuang Pavilion."

He Lancong looked at the jade pendant again, and asked, "Since it's a gift, why put it in that hidden place?"

The old eunuch smiled wryly, "Young Master, you should have heard about Young Master Gu. To tell you the truth, the late emperor doted on Young Master Gu, but he wanted to fly in the sky, and he would never let him run on the ground. Love is boundless, and hatred is also boundless. The first emperor found out that Daku had such a jade pendant, which looked ordinary but was actually a rare and beautiful jade, so he felt that it was very suitable for Mr. Gu, so he gave it to him. However, Mr. Gu never looked at the late emperor's things directly. Without even looking at it, I asked the slave to find a place to collect it. At that time, the slave was working as an errand, so he put it in the dark compartment."

He Lancong sighed, "What a character!"

The old eunuch said: "My son is a precious person. I am very grateful to come to visit this old slave. My son is a good man. The child Xiaofu told the old slave, alas, listen to the old slave's advice, don't twist with your majesty, otherwise You will suffer a lot. Okay, why bother to suffer that."

……

He Lancong sat quietly in front of the window, staring at the iron ring in his hand.After returning from the old eunuch's residence, the mysterious man appeared again, saying that he had done a good job recently, captured the emperor's heart, and would soon be able to fulfill his wish.Before the man left, he urged him to hurry up and find those two things, and leave the iron ring behind.This ring is all too familiar. It belongs to Gao Ying. Gao Ying has been wearing a red thread, hanging around his neck and never leaving his body.In other words, it was Gao Ying who was sent by King Yi to meet him.

"My lord, it's getting late, sit here, the wind is strong in front of the window, take care to catch the cold."

He Lancong subconsciously put the ring into his bosom when the sound of the little fortune came, and said: "It's late, it's ten minutes to hold the lamp."

"Young master, what was he thinking just now, the servant didn't even know when he came in."

"What?" He Lancong was stunned, "Didn't you just come back, I was about to ask you why you didn't stay with your godfather for a while longer."

Xiao Fu chuckled lightly: "The slave has come back long ago. How can the master come back? If the slave doesn't come back, there is no reason to leave the master here alone. Godfather is very happy today, and asked the slave to take good care of the young master."

"Oh?" He Lancong became interested, and asked with a smile, "Then what did he tell you?"

The little eunuch smiled without any thought: "Godfather said, it's not easy to meet a kind master, so I asked the servants to serve carefully, so as not to offend the son. If you change masters, you don't know if you will survive in the future."

He Lancong clenched his hands when he heard the words, thinking to himself if he really went out, would the emperor make things difficult for the little eunuch?

Seeing that he looked preoccupied again, Xiaofu couldn't help feeling a little worried, "Master, are you feeling unwell, or are you homesick again?"

"Huh? Me, nothing."

"Young Master He Lan, the servant An Cheng is being polite." An Cheng smiled all over his face, lifted the curtain and came in, greeting He Lan Cong with a fawning gesture.

"What are you here for?" In the entire Beicang Imperial Palace, if it was talked about the person He Lancong least wanted to see, the emperor ranked first, and An Cheng was worthy of the name.

An Cheng ignored He Lancong's dislike, narrowed his eyes, and said flatteringly: "My lord, today is the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, and His Majesty wants to have dinner with the two noble concubines, so he won't come over." His Majesty was worried that the young master was lonely and felt uncomfortable, so he asked the servants to come over to greet the young master, do you need anything."

"roll."

"Huh?" An Cheng didn't understand.

"I need you to get out." He Lancong almost squeezed out the word "roll" from between his teeth.

An Cheng took a deep breath, as a slave, only by making his master happy can he have a good life.Come on, come on, who told this Mr. Helan to be favored.Bowing slightly, An Cheng backed out.But in this heart, there is 120 points of unwillingness, son, it's okay if you are proud today.If you fall out of favor in the future, be careful, the methods used by slaves to punish people can kill people without blood.

"Young Master, Manager Cheng is—"

"But what?" He Lancong turned around, "This kind of eunuch, death is not a pity."

Xiao Fu straightened He Lancong's clothes and said, "My lord, you can be favored however you like, don't offend the chief steward of this palace. One day, once you lose favor, you may end up worse than a slave."

He Lancong sneered, "One day, I will kill this servant first."

"Hey, son, don't be so angry. The dinner is ready, let the servants serve you the dinner." Xiaofu changed the topic in fear, it was terrible!

The emperor listened to An Cheng's reply, and his two thick eyebrows were almost twisted together. This Helan, um, is a bit abnormal today. Could it be that the concubine's fish hasn't been made yet, making him unhappy?

After calling An Cheng, the emperor ordered, "Go to Yongshou Palace and talk to the concubine, and say that He Lan has a bad appetite, please help her, and make sure to prepare the ingredients as soon as possible." God, it really doesn't work.

36. Discovery of Bingbutu...

He Lancong really couldn't understand why the emperor called him to the Imperial Study Room again today.

"He Lan, I got a good thing, come and have a look." The emperor greeted him excitedly when he saw someone coming.

He Lancong looked at this "man" who called himself him all day long, the stinky boy who made him wish he could only eat his flesh and drink his blood to relieve his hatred, saw his eager face, and wondered what the hell was going on?

Like a magic trick, the emperor took out a thin booklet from behind him, handed it to him fawningly, and said, "Look, do you like it?"

After taking the booklet, I was stunned. There are two seal characters on the booklet: around the beam, so eye-catching.

The emperor looked at him sideways and asked, "How is it?"

He Lancong said: "It should be a rare book, but the piano score "Zuo Liang" is said to be buried in a coffin by the ancestors, where did this come from, could it be—"

Hearing this, the emperor hurriedly defended, "He Lan, I don't have one, and I wouldn't do that kind of thing. I just know you like this kind of thing, and let folk collectors donate it, and I just spent a lot of money to buy it."

"Is that true?"

Seeing that he didn't believe it, the emperor curled his lips and said, "He Lan, although I play tricks on you, I won't disturb the cleanliness of the dead for this kind of thing. I bought it with a lot of money, but I just want to give it to you. Just to make you happy."

"Such an elegant thing, He Lancong can't afford it." The piano score was carefully placed on the dragon case, and He Lancong turned and left.

"Don't go!" The emperor rushed over from behind and hugged him from behind, "This is my wish, you really don't care at all?"

Wanting to break the emperor's hand, but the emperor held it too tightly, He Lancong said: "Let me go."

"Don't let go, just don't let go."

"Let go, or I-"

"Otherwise, what about you?" The emperor rubbed his head against his back, blowing hot air on the back of his spine.

Twisting to the left and struggling to the right, he wanted to get rid of the emperor's imprisonment, but he failed. The little emperor's two claws were like iron pincers, which made him unable to escape.

"What exactly do you want?" He Lancong roared, really wanting to find a sharp machete and chop the emperor into pieces.

"Holding you, it's so comfortable." The emperor began to play tricks, rubbing his head non-stop.

He Lancong felt his back was hot, and a numb feeling swept over his whole body, screaming inwardly, holding his breath, he raised his foot and landed hard on the emperor's dragon boots.

"Oh, yo