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Chapter 21
  "Let's assume what you said is true."

This short sentence sounded like the sound of nature to the young boy's ears. The little boy was so excited that he almost burst into tears.

Jiang Shaohua asked: "How old were you before?"

The young boy raised two fingers on his left hand and five on his right hand.

"Twenty-five," Jiang Shaohua nodded briefly to indicate that the question was passed: "Where were you born and raised?"

The young boy was stunned for a moment, holding the charcoal pencil and drawing for a long time.

When Jiang Shaohua saw the picture clearly, he also fell silent.

The objects in the paintings are all weirder than the others, and all of them have never been seen before.

This little boy may come from a foreign country, or he may come from outside the world. In short, he is definitely not from Daliang.

"You are not from Daliang." Jiang Shaohua looked into the young boy's eyes.

The young boy nodded with water in his eyes.

"You were dressed strangely and your hair was extremely short. This is your original appearance." Jiang Shaohua said slowly: "Do you really want to go back?"

The young boy nodded first, then smiled bitterly and pointed at his much smaller body, with a look of helplessness on his face.

With his appearance now, he is afraid that he will be kidnapped after leaving Nanyang Prince's Mansion.

There was no one to abduct him, he was speechless, knew nothing about Daliang, and was penniless, so where could he go?

It is better to stay in the palace first, at least there will be food, drink and shelter.

Although the princess in front of her was young, she was surprisingly calm and composed. From the moment they met until now, she has not been shocked by the absurd facts one after another.

"Do you want to stay in the palace?"

The young boy quickly came to his senses and solemnly handed over to the princess.

This was a salute he had just learned.

Jiang Shaohua raised his lips with a smile but not a smile: "This princess never raises idle people. Let me know what you are capable of."

The little boy thought for a while, then took up the charcoal pen and started drawing quickly on the paper.

Jiang Shaohua took a closer look.

A wheat seedling, the wheat ears are heavy. A rice plant, with the ears almost bending the stalks. There are also sorghum, beans, millet, etc., all of which have large and exaggerated fruits.

Jiang Shaohua's eyes suddenly lit up: "Are you good at farming?"

The little boy finally grinned, nodded, and drew another piece of land with two large grain hoards, standing tall with his chest proudly. Show that you are not bragging.

People depend on food. Every household in the fourteen counties of Nanyang County has a farm, and four of them are major grain-producing counties.

This young boy looks confident, maybe he actually has some ability.

Jiang Shaohua was extra patient with people with real abilities, and immediately said: "In that case, you stay in the palace first."

"The princess will ask someone to take care of your food, clothing and daily life for ten days and eight days, which is just the time for spring plowing. At that time, I will allocate a piece of land and some manpower to you. The princess will give you one year to see if you have real ability. ability."

The young boy surrendered again.

I learned it in a hurry, but the posture is actually wrong.

Jiang Shaohua didn't find fault with him. She picked up the fire folding device and lit all the drawing papers on fire. The flames greedily devoured several pieces of drawing paper and turned them into ashes in an instant.

"You are not allowed to mention your origin to anyone else." Jiang Shaohua looked at the young boy intently: "If you are regarded as a monster, I will not protect you."

The young boy understood the importance and nodded.

"What's your name?"

The young boy said it slowly, fearing that Jiang Shaohua could not see the shape of his mouth clearly, so he repeated it twice more.

Jiang Shaohua guessed based on the shape of his mouth: "Cui Du?" The familiar name hit his ears, and the young boy's nose felt sore and his eyes turned red.

Jiang Shaohua did not say any words to comfort him.

All the suffering and pain in the world must be endured by oneself.

The young boy turned his head again and wiped his eyes with his sleeve. It took a moment to turn around, and his expression had calmed down a lot.

Jiang Shaohua then raised his voice and called Meng Sanbao in, and gave brief instructions: "From today on, he will stay in the palace. Find an empty room for him to settle down, and ask Sun Guangbai to check his throat and prescribe some medicine." "

What kind of rice soup did this little mute give the princess, and the princess actually agreed to keep him!

Meng Sanbao murmured in his heart and took the order quickly, taking the little mute to settle down.

……

There is no shortage of accommodation in the palace. Chen Zhuo and Feng Wenming all lived in the second courtyard, and the other subordinate officials also had their own places to settle down. Song Yuan also lived in an independent courtyard.

Meng Sanbao and Qin Hu, the personal guards, lived in the last few rows of houses in the mansion. Two guards in one room.

Jiang Shaohua handed the young boy over to Meng Sanbao to settle down, apparently with the intention of keeping an eye on the young boy's every move.

The little boy was not happy to be carried around all the time and struggled hard.

Meng Sanbao rolled his eyes and let go: "If you're still not happy, I already feel my hands are sore. Go by yourself! If you walk too slowly, I'll kick you!"

People have to bow their heads under the eaves. The young boy took one look at Meng Sanbao, a sturdy man with a small iron tower, and endured it silently.

It was already dark at this time, and a few stars were twinkling in the sky. The front yard of the palace is brightly lit, but going to the guard's room, it's much darker. There is a wind lantern every ten meters along the way.

The little boy walked around secretly paying attention to his surroundings, marveling in his heart.

This Nanyang Palace is too big!

I was so absorbed in watching it that I didn't pay attention and almost tripped over the branch under my feet.

Meng Sanbao stretched out his hand impatiently and grabbed his collar, striding like a meteor.

The wind whizzed past my ears, more than twice as fast. The young boy silently shut his mouth.

Outside the guard's room, another taller and darker young guard came over and said, "Isn't the princess going to interrogate him? Why did you bring him back again?"

Meng Sanbao curled his lips: "This little mute is quite lucky. The princess is kind-hearted and kept him. The princess asked me to take the little mute to settle down."

Qin Hu and Meng Sanbao looked at each other: "There is an empty room next door to us."

Just in time to keep an eye on the little mute.

Meng Sanbao hummed, "You keep an eye on it for a while, and I'll ask Mr. Sun to come and show him."

No need to ask, this is the princess's order again.

A little mute of unknown origin will only waste rice and food if he stays in the house. The princess is too kind-hearted. Qin Hu pushed the door open with a bang and said to the young boy, "You will live here from now on."

The young boy silently entered the room and quickly looked around. There are two beds in the room, a cabinet and two boxes, and a table and two chairs. Large enough for two adults, it was now his place.

"Little mute," Qin Hu shouted jokingly: "Are you afraid of living alone? If you are, come and lay the floor in our house."

He is not mute, his name is Cui Du.

The young boy ignored Qin Hu.

After waiting for a stick of incense, Sun Guangbai arrived.

During daily training, injuries were inevitable, and Sun Guangbai treated their injuries. Qin Hu and Meng Sanbao were both very polite to Sun Guangbai.

Being able to escape from his father's clutches for a moment and breathe the free air outside, Sun Guangbai was in a good mood. He smiled and said to the young boy: "You lie on the bed, and I will examine you."

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