Chapter 105 Should I die if I leave the village once?
Chapter 105 Should I die if I leave the village once?
"Your Majesty, I have just received reliable information that Prince Chen's men have found traces of the descendants of the Mo family."
"Really?" The old emperor confirmed in surprise. It was not that he did not trust his personal eunuch, but the news made him too surprised.
"Your Majesty, this news is absolutely true. Prince Chen sent his men out of the capital upon receiving the message from the carrier pigeon."
"Long Yi, send someone to go and take a look. No, you should lead people to look for the descendants of Mohism yourself." The old emperor shouted into the air.
"Yes, I obey your command." A man in black said while kneeling on the ground, and then disappeared like a gust of wind.
"Your Majesty, how could you send Long Yi away from your side?" Eunuch De muttered disapprovingly.
"Old man, do you still remember that back then, the Mo family only had the seriously ill Third Young Master and a three-year-old child left?"
"I remember, but what does it have to do with you sending Long Yi in person?"
"That three-year-old child is my eldest grandson Leng Zhou!" The old emperor's excited voice was mixed with a hint of relief.
"That child is actually the emperor's eldest grandson?"
"Ah."
"Your Majesty, could the descendants of the Mohist family found by Prince Chen's men be..."
"He might be my eldest grandson. I don't know what he looks like, but he must be around 25 this year!"
"Your Majesty, those people must be dead! Otherwise, how could there not be any trace left?" Eunuch De whispered to comfort him.
But he muttered to himself: If he really wanted the emperor's eldest grandson, he would not let Prince Chen take the lead in framing the prince!
Seeing the old emperor's bad face, Eunuch De said awkwardly, "Hehe, Your Majesty is blessed with great fortune. The eldest grandson must still be alive."
"Old thing, what's with that tone of yours? Don't you believe Zhou'er is still alive?" the old emperor asked unhappily.
"Your Majesty, please forgive me. I was simply too surprised. Even in my dreams, I hoped that the Emperor's eldest grandson was still alive."
"I have dreamed countless times that Zhou'er is still alive. The seriously ill Mo San was able to escape from my sight with a three-year-old child."
"........."
Eunuch De didn't know how to respond. He had followed His Majesty for more than fifty years and naturally knew His Majesty's temperament. Most of the time, there was no need for him to speak.
"Old man, you are silent. Do you think I am cruel and want to kill the prince?"
The old emperor, sitting on the dragon throne, asked the eunuch chief, Eunuch De, who was kneeling and trembling on the ground, with a gloomy face.
Eunuch De raised his head, glanced at the emperor who was high above him, and then quickly lowered it again.
"In reply to Your Majesty, I have never thought so." In fact, he has always thought so in his heart, but he would not admit it.
Since ancient times, the most difficult position to be a crown prince has always been that of a prince, especially when the emperor is in his prime, and the crown prince has grown up and is still so outstanding...
"I'm glad you didn't think so!" The old emperor's expression finally relaxed.
"I know that there is no father-son relationship in the royal family, but I really like him.
He takes after me in both appearance and ability, and is even better than me.
When something like that happened back then, everyone thought I couldn't tolerate him!"
The old emperor sighed heavily. He was indeed jealous of the prince's military and literary talents, as his fame was threatening to overshadow his own.
But he really didn't want to kill him, and in the end things got to the point where he couldn't stop it.
He was very conflicted at that time, but he just turned a blind eye, which resulted in the father and son being separated!
He had also contributed to the Mo family's exchange of Zhou'er. At that time, he only hoped that his eldest grandson would live the rest of his life in peace and without worries...
Unfortunately, not only did the Mo family not appreciate it, they also disappeared right under his nose. Even though the Dragon Guards had been searching for them for more than ten years, there was no news of them.
In the past ten years, none of his youngest sons and grandsons, whom he personally raised, were able to shoulder the heavy responsibilities, and none of them disappointed him.
What's more, Zhou'er has been out in the wild for more than 20 years, so he can't possibly be worthy of the position of crown prince!
Thinking of this, the old emperor was so angry that he trembled all over. Seeing this, Eunuch De immediately handed him a cup of hot tea and said, "Your Majesty, please have some hot tea."
"Well, if I had been forceful enough to keep Zhou'er by my side and raise him myself, perhaps... I wouldn't have the troubles I have now. How wonderful that would be!"
"........."
"You leave first. I want to be alone for a while." The old emperor took a few sips of tea and waved his hand to let Eunuch De leave.
When he was the only one left in the hall, the old emperor let out a long sigh: Zhou'er, are you living well?
If he is alive, why has there been no news from him in all these years?
Even if I come back to seek revenge on my royal grandfather, it’s better than you hiding away all the time!
The person the old emperor was scolding was squatting by the well, washing clothes. "Tao'er, just walk around the well and don't touch the cold water."
Hearing this, Lu Zhitao turned around and gave him a mischievous smile, imitating Zuo Kexin's emphasis and said: "Thank you, Brother Leng Zhou~~"
"Hahaha, wife, don't be polite to your husband." Seeing the bright smile on his young wife's face, Mo Lengzhou said dotingly.
"I'm not being polite with you. Thank you for washing my clothes during the day." Lu Zhitao said as she bent down and kissed Mo Lengzhou on the face.
Mo Lengzhou seemed to have been hit by a pinpoint, his whole body was frozen and motionless, only his pair of affectionate eyes were getting wider and wider.
Lu Zhitao wanted to laugh when she saw this, and kissed him on the left cheek again.
What should I do if a stupid man's soul leaves his body?
Of course, it’s to take advantage of the opportunity.
Lu Zhitao put her lips to his and whispered, "I'm hungry after I left. Now I want to take advantage of my husband..."
As she spoke, she held his lower lip and bit it gently.
Mo Lengzhou stood there motionless, his whole body looking like a cooked shrimp, his face visibly red.
If his hands weren't wet, he would definitely hug her...
He said in a hoarse voice, "Be good, Tao'er, don't make trouble. I'll finish washing the clothes and go home right away."
"Ok."
The couple washed the clothes and slowly returned home. After Mo Lengzhou hung up the clothes, he went to get hot water for Lu Zhitao to soak her feet.
A woman's cries came from the pigpen. Mo Lengzhou carried Lu Zhitao to the bed and said, "Tao'er, go to sleep first. I'll go over there and take a look."
"Ah."
Lu Zhitao knew that it was the traitor's family who were causing trouble. Since the man didn't want her to get involved, she wouldn't join in.
When she saw Mo Lengzhou leave, she immediately entered the space and saw at a glance that the wheat she had sown casually had actually matured.
She hasn't even used her powers yet!
Looking at the full ears of wheat with excellent quality, Lu Zhitao flicked his fingers slightly and his supernatural power swept across the wheat field.
In a moment, all the wheat was cut in half. In space, her supernatural power was a hundred times more powerful than outside.
The wheat can be easily removed from the ears, dried, and moved into the warehouse.
Just scatter some wheat seeds and leave them alone for the time being. If she needs food urgently, she can continue to ripen them.
Thinking of this, Lu Zhitao left the space with peace of mind and closed his eyes to sleep.
Before Mo Lengzhou even reached the pigpen, he heard several women from the Li family crying and wailing, "Elder, didn't my son die just because he left the village?"
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