You don't understand the fairy world

Chapter 65
The naughtiness of the little taro from the Long family is well-known in the entire Dragon Palace. Every time he does something bad, he will honestly admit his mistakes, looking pitiful and never doing it again. Therefore, most of the time, Huaiying will just blame him a few words and say nothing Not too harsh.

However, on this day, Little Taro almost set Dragon Palace on fire.This time, no matter how little taro apologized and admitted his mistakes, Huaiying was relentless and angrily put him in confinement.

"It's really closed." Long Xining smiled gloatingly, "He deserves it, that kid is like a monkey, he deserves to suffer. I was not as naughty as he was when I was young."

Huaiying still felt a little distressed, and told Long Xining: "Go quietly to see him later, he won't cry."

"When did he ever cry?" Long Xining laughed, "Huaiying, you underestimate your son too much. Don't worry about this, I will always get this naughty guy over. It will be dismantled by him. I will take care of him in the future, you are too soft-hearted."

Now that the father said so, Huaiying didn't want to give him face, so he had to say: "Whatever you say is what you say."

Little taro thought that Huaiying would call someone to pick him up soon, but he had been waiting for a whole day, but no one came, he was very sad, mother doesn't love him anymore?

When the next morning, Huaiying still held back and didn't go to see her son, but only called the servants to come over and ask about the situation.

"...Your Highness is in good spirits. I have eaten all the food delivered in the morning, and ordered to drink chicken soup at noon."

Huaiying was speechless for a moment.

Little Taro lay on the window and beckoned to the servants outside, and said pitifully, "Has my mother not asked me to go out yet?"

The servant looked at him in embarrassment, and Xiaoyu became more and more sad.Father doesn't love him anymore, and now mother doesn't love him anymore, little taro is so pitiful!Sitting on the steps, the more he thought about it, the more sad he became, tears were about to fall.No, a man doesn't cry when he has tears, he must not cry, even if his parents don't love him anymore, there are grandpa and uncle, and how many uncles there are.

Little taro decides to run away from home and go to the capital to find his grandfather and the others.

The servants outside the confinement room were not strictly guarded, and Xiao Yutou quickly found an opportunity to sneak back to his room.He lived in the capital for a year. Although he was quite young at that time, he still remembered many things.It's the mortal world there, you need silver taels to go out, and you can't abuse spells casually-of course, the spells that Little Taro can now know are quite limited.

He packed up his small pillow and a few changes of clothes, grabbed a handful of pea-sized pearls, packed a small bag, found a wooden stick, picked the small bag on it, and set off.

The capital city is not close to the East China Sea. If it really depends on the two legs of the little taro, it is estimated that it will have to go until next year.But he wasn't worried at all, he had just coaxed a magic weapon back from his grandfather last month, and it was said that as long as he shouted at it, he could send him where he wanted to go.

"The capital, the capital." Xiaoyu tilted his head and looked at the tall city wall not far away, "Is this the capital?" But where does his grandfather live?

"Brother, brother." Little Taro stopped a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy and asked, "Can you take me to find my grandfather?"

Young Lang is a scholar, wearing a blue gown that is old and not old, he looks a bit poor, but his appearance is delicate and elegant, and he has a good temper.Xiaoyu felt that he was more in line with his own aesthetics, so he stopped him.

The young man frowned in some embarrassment, looked down at the little carrot head in front of him, sighed helplessly, knelt down and asked, "Little brother, why are you alone, where are your family members?"

"It's just me. I ran away from home and sneaked out." Xiaoyu was very proud, patted his chest, and seemed to be waiting for someone to praise him.

The young man's brows became more and more frowned: "You... ran away from home?" He looked at the clean and tidy clothes on Xiaoyutou's body, guessed that his home was nearby, looked around, and asked, "Where is your home?" Where, I will take you back."

Little Taro immediately shook his head: "My home is far away, brother, you can just take me to my grandfather's house. Otherwise, I can also go to my third uncle's or uncle's house."

He must have done something bad and didn’t dare to go back, the young man thought so, he glanced at the stall behind him that was dedicated to writing letters for others, and shook his head helplessly, the weather was so cold, there was no business anyway, so he might as well do good deeds .

The young man quickly put away the pen and ink on the stall, and stored them in a nearby inn, and then helped him find his grandfather with the little taro in his arms: "Where does your grandfather live?"

"Beijing."

"I mean, where in the capital?"

"It's the capital city." Little Taro blinked and replied innocently, "It's the capital city."

The young man was about to cry: "Don't you remember which street or alley it is? The capital is huge." He didn't even have an address, where would he go to find someone?
Little taro is also a little confused, he was still young when he came to the capital last time, all he knew was that his uncle lives in Da Da Da Da's house, which is bigger than the Dragon Palace, as for the grandfather, where is that?

"I don't know?" The young boy looked at Xiaoyu's confused eyes and wanted to cry, why did he get into such a big trouble.

"What's your name?" The young man asked tentatively.This child is dressed in fancy clothes and does not come from an ordinary family. There is a high probability that it is a lost doll from a noble family in Beijing. Maybe someone will come out to look for it soon.

Little taro immediately replied happily: "My name is little taro."

The young man sighed deeply again, rubbed his temples, and said helplessly: "Okay, little... little taro, um, what's your father's name?"

"Long Xining." The little taro knew it, so he said it without thinking, "My mother's name is Huai—"

The young man quickly covered his mouth, and whispered in embarrassment: "You don't need to tell me your mother's name." He paused, "A family surnamed Long, is there any family in the capital named Long?"

"My grandfather's surname is Xiao, he is an official." Xiaoyu added.

I don't know how many officials surnamed Xiao in the capital, how can he find out?The young man pressed the corners of his eyes, feeling more and more worried.Little Taro looked at his words, as if he saw something, and asked in a low voice, "Don't you know him?"

The young man smiled wryly: "There are a lot of people in the capital."

He thought for a while, and went home first with the little taro in his arms: "You haven't had lunch yet, let's eat first, and then my brother will take you out to find someone, okay?"

Little Taro clapped his hands again and again: "Okay, okay, brother, I want to drink chicken soup."

The young man was about to cry: "Okay, chicken soup."

The young man went to the vegetable market with the little taro in his arms. He searched here and there. He originally found the smallest chicken. After thinking about it, he sighed and changed to a bigger one: "How much is it?"

"Four catties and four taels, a total of 24 wen."

"It's so expensive, you can spend less."

The chicken seller looked at him with a smile: "Sir, why don't you change to a smaller one."

The young man had no choice but to resign himself to his fate and took out his purse, and counted 24 copper coins to him in pain.

Xiaoyu put his arms around the boy's neck and stared at the rooster, and asked after a while, "Brother, do you have no money? I do." After that, he took a small handful of pearls from his pocket and gave it to him. .The young man trembled in fright, hurriedly stuffed the pearls back into Xiaoyutou's clothes, looked around, made sure no one had noticed them, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

"You can't take out such a valuable thing casually, it's very dangerous, don't do this again in the future..." The young man urged all the way.

Little Taro blinked and replied: "I gave it to my brother, don't you want it? I have a lot at home..."

"It's too expensive, I can't accept it." The young man replied solemnly.

Young Lang went home and stewed the chicken. He thought he could eat it for a whole day, but at noon Xiaoyu ate most of it by himself. Seeing Young Lang frightened, he looked at his round belly from time to time and said worriedly: "You ...don't hold on anymore."

"I'm not full." Little Taro said as a matter of course, "I eat like this every meal." Today I still eat very little.

After lunch, he crawled into the boy's arms and fell asleep in a short while.Looking at his peaceful sleeping face like a piglet, the young man was really worried.

If he continues to eat like this, he won't be able to pay next month's rent.

Little Taro slept all afternoon, and when he woke up, he found himself lying on the bed.Young Lang was also there, sitting aside reading a book, and found that Little Taro had woken up, and came over to dress him again.

"My uncle... There are many people in his family. He has many wives, all of whom are beautiful, and he also has very strange servants. They all hold their voices when they talk. I will learn from you." Talking to the young man in a rambling manner, he pinched his throat and imitated the eunuchs' speech, "Your Majesty, the dinner is served in the Taiji Hall, do you think it would be good?"

The boy's movements froze immediately: "What...what?" This is a joke, it is a joke!He just picked it up casually, and picked up the nephew of the current Holy Majesty?I haven't heard that His Majesty has sisters?
Little Taro thought he didn't hear clearly, so he learned it again, and then whispered: "My mother won't let me learn it, saying it's a sissy."

The sissy eunuch, and Your Majesty... The young man was sweating all over his body.

"Is this here?" The young man asked him in a low voice as he carried the little taro all the way to the gate of the palace.

Little Taro frowned and scratched his head: "It's quite similar, but I don't remember it either. I haven't been here for many years!"

The young man looked at the little carrot in his arms, and expressed doubts about what he said "many years".

Just hug people over like that?The young man was a little nervous, his mouth was dry and he didn't dare to move.

The gate of the palace suddenly opened, and a large shaggy carriage drove out of the palace. The guards at the gate of the palace went over to say hello respectfully, but the person in the carriage was arrogant and didn't even show his face.

When the young man saw the lotus flower carved on the wall of the carriage, he was a little excited, and said tremblingly, "National...Master of the State... unexpectedly encountered the car of the Master of the State."

"Who is Master Guoshi?" Little Taro asked curiously.

"Master Guoshi is...his surname is Long, uh—" The young man was taken aback suddenly, the family surnamed Long in the capital can still be related to the current emperor, could it be——

"Long... Long Xiyan..." The young man swallowed uneasily, and whispered.

"Ah——" Little Taro's eyes lit up, and he immediately cheered, "It's my third uncle, that's my third uncle." While cheering, he waved his hands vigorously, "Third uncle, third uncle, I'm little taro. I ran away from home to join you!"

Long Xiyan, who was talking to Du Heng in the carriage, staggered and almost fell out of the carriage. Du Heng's reaction was quicker, and he immediately opened the curtain and jumped out. Before he could stand still, his arms suddenly sank. Little taro has already jumped in, hugging his neck and shouting loudly: "Uncle, I miss you so much. My father and mother don't love me anymore, little taro is so pitiful."

He pretended to cry "woo hoo", if it was Long Xi Ning, a chestnut would surely hit him on the forehead, but Du Heng just liked his tricks, and his heart ached so much, baby is long, baby is short , and asked: "How did you find this place?"

Then Xiao Yutou remembered the scholar behind him, and pointed back: "This brother brought me here. He is so poor, the place he lives in is broken, and the quilt covered is also old, but he bought chicken for Xiaoyutou. Eat, I'm full." He straightened his stomach.Du Heng immediately patted his belly cooperatively, and said with satisfaction: "Okay, not bad."

"What's your name?" Du Heng asked pleasantly.

The young boy fell to his knees with a "plop", and saluted anxiously: "Kow...Kowtow to see Your Majesty, Cao...Caomin's surname is Guo...Guo Huai."

Du Heng smiled: "Do you recognize me?"

Guo Huai lowered his head and replied: "Caomin also guessed...guessed." He was in the same car with Master Guoshi, and he was Xiaoyutou's uncle, so it was difficult for him not to know.

Du Heng glanced at him and didn't ask any more questions. Long Xiyan from behind answered, "Guo Huai, right? You've done us a big favor today, and I'll thank you very much later."

Guo Huai hurriedly said: "Caomin didn't... didn't do anything." He really didn't expect to be lucky enough to see Tianyan in this life, and his mind is still in chaos at the moment.

Because it was at the gate of the palace, Long Xiyan didn't want to say much, so he asked Guo Huai a few words casually, learned his residence, and after a few polite words, he and Du Heng got into the carriage with Du Heng holding the little taro.

It wasn't until their carriage gradually disappeared at the end of the road that Guo Huai wiped the sweat from his forehead and let out a heavy breath.

In the Dragon Palace, Long Xining sensed the binoculars in his pocket ringing, and opened it slowly, but was deafened by Long Xiyan and Du Heng on the other side of the mirror: "...what the hell are you two doing?" , actually bullied little taro! It’s still not my own, if you don’t want to take the child, give us the child..."

"What?" Long Xining did not respond, "What's wrong?"

Du Heng turned the mirror around, and the little taro who was eating on the couch turned his head and smiled sweetly at his father.

Long Xining: "..."

(End of this chapter)