The mistress of the valley...is Xinxin!

That her son—

Emperor Xingyuan heard his heartbeat like a drum.

From the chaotic times to the present, he has experienced so many things and has long been hardened. But when he thinks that something happened to Xinxin and that he and Xinxin may have a son, he cannot maintain the emperor's calmness.

"How do you make sure that the boy survived?" Emperor Xingyuan raised his heart high.

At this moment, he realized what it means to worry about gains and losses.

“There is no remains in the valley that match…”

Emperor Xingyuan's eyes flashed with pain, and he stared at He Qingxiao: "You mean, any locals have seen that boy?"

"Yes." He Qingxiao's tone was calm, "Weichen brought a few mountain villagers who had seen the young man into Beijing-"

Emperor Xingyuan was excited and said, "Take them to see me!"

"Sei Shi, sit here."

After some arrangements, Emperor Xingyuan met four villagers.

The next night was very long for Emperor Xingyuan. He tossed and turned, thinking about the death of the queen, the identity and whereabouts of the boy, and how to deal with Guchang Bo Mansion...

He is a enthusiastic, free and easy, happy boy.

Emperor Xingyuan walked away and looked at the four people who were tremblingly saluting him.

There has always been a Mandarin dialect, that is, Beijing dialect. Children from other places from other places will ask their teachers for guidance from enlightenment. Some poor children who are willing to go further after they become scholars, must start learning Mandarin. Officials who can appear in front of the emperor will definitely not be troubled by the emperor with an accent.

These four people are not from the same place and do not know each other, three men and one woman, some old and some young.

Before leaving, Guchang Bo held Dai Ze's ear and asked, "You won't cause trouble for me again, are you?"

Such a king and his ministers sit and drink together for a long time ago.

The first one was the only woman among the four.

Seeing the woman's topic flying out of the sky, she could still talk for half an hour, He Qingxiao coughed lightly.

That was the familiar sound of swords being unsheathed.

On the day, this diligent emperor missed the morning court.

Four stones, Four stones brothers.

Today, when Guchangbo heard the emperor call his name, he felt a little confused.

"No need to be polite. I heard from my nephew, you have seen my clan nephew who has been separated for many years. Can you tell me carefully?" Emperor Xingyuan also used his local accent.

When the king and his subjects talk about the past, there are difficulties, dangers, and joyful things after victory.

As soon as he opened his mouth, Emperor Xingyuan frowned slightly.

Chang Liang was bound with his hands and feet. When he saw Yan Chao walking in with an iron whip, he looked frightened: "Didn't he say he won't be tortured if he calls him? You can let me go. I don't know who he is going to kill. It was my uncle who took me there! You go find my uncle and uncle..."

March has arrived, and the spring in the West Garden is getting stronger and the flowers are blooming.

People called him Boye, and the emperor called him Guchang Bo.

The woman clasped her hands together: "What a benefactor. She bought the hairpin for the old lady at home. If she couldn't find it back, the little woman would be in trouble..."

"No!" Dai Ze shouted aggrievedly.

Four stones are his name.

Emperor Xingyuan looked at it again and again, wanting to find his own shadow from this young man.

It doesn't seem to look like him at all - no, my eyes still look a little like him.

"The little woman has seen that young man three times. Once, the little woman lost a hairpin and was in a hurry. She was seen by the young man and helped the little woman find it..."

Under severe punishment, this young man who had never suffered any hardships since childhood was on the verge of collapse.

He had three elder brothers in front of him, and he was called Sishi. At that time, everyone around him had such a crude name. Later, he became rich and powerful, and was impatient to take a genre of literary characters. Few people called the name Sishi.

Emperor Xingyuan couldn't stand it anymore.

But starting from ordinary children to promote Mandarin, it requires too much manpower and financial resources.

In front of Emperor Xingyuan, there was a case, with delicious food and wine on the case. The sound of silk and bamboo floating from somewhere passed through the rockery flowers and trees, and lingered in the pavilion with gauze hanging on all sides.

At the beginning of the founding of the Great Xia Kingdom, Empress Xin proposed that children from all over the country would learn Mandarin as soon as they entered school, but later it did not implement it.

Emperor Xingyuan saw Chang Liang through the hole through another wall.

"I've met the master."

Guchang Bo was stunned for a moment.

It was the accent from Wanyang. He felt a little difficult to hear, but he could still understand.

Guchang Bo was still very restrained at the beginning, especially when he was summoned alone several times before, he was scolded because his son was scolded.

When he returned to the palace, Emperor Xingyuan's first thing was to secretly send out the painter who was best at painting characters in the palace, based on the oral portraits of the four mountain people.

The woman paused suddenly and said the serious matter: "The second time was when I met on the road, the little woman greeted the young man. The last time was in March last year. The little woman saw the young man riding a horse from a distance, which was so beautiful..."

The boy was very pretty, slender and thin, and had a shallow scar on his forehead.

After saying that, Emperor Xingyuan changed his mind: "I'd better go see them and don't let them notice my identity."

"Your Majesty—" he spoke, and a stinging sound came from outside the pavilion, and Guchangbo's face suddenly changed.

Before the palace gate fell to lock, Emperor Xingyuan saw the young man in the portrait.

“Time is so fast…”

Emperor Xingyuan couldn't help but think of Empress Xin again.

Emperor Xingyuan listened quietly, feeling that he couldn't hear enough, and the outline of the boy gradually appeared in his mind.

Guchangbo was slightly drunk and had a relaxed smile on his face. Suddenly, he heard a sound.

But it has to be said that many of Xinxin’s proposals back then would have many benefits if they put aside all kinds of obstacles to implementation.

"yes."

"I remember, your birthday will be in a few days."

But wine is strong wine, and people are old friends. After drinking a few glasses, they gradually let go.

The court officials had many speculations, but fortunately, Emperor Xingyuan appeared on the second day and everything seemed to be normal, so the guesses dispersed.

The second one to speak was an old man: "That young man has also helped the old man..."

"If there is no, there is nothing, what are you calling!" Gu Chang Bo did not dare to delay entering the palace after slapping his son.

All four of them received help. They remembered all these helps in their hearts, both big and small, and they also deeply remembered the young man's appearance.

He was summoned to the palace several times because of this bastard.

He calmed down and found that the wine glass in Emperor Xingyuan's hand fell off and shattered on the white marble ground.

On this day, Guchang Bo suddenly received an oral order, saying that he had entered the palace.

At that time, the emperor had not yet proclaimed himself emperor. They drank and fought together. They had disputes due to different opinions. That's how the emperor called him.

"I have seen Your Majesty."

Guchang Bo met Emperor Xingyuan in Xiyuan.

Guchangbo sat down opposite Emperor Xingyuan.

People outside the pavilion were coming like a tide, and the light in the pavilion suddenly became dim.

Guchangbo felt that he must have drunk too much and had hallucinations.

"His Majesty--"
Chapter completed!