(Thanks to brothers for their recommendation, collection, reward and support... A vote of love for a lifetime, warm and warm!)

"Qing'er... You're ridiculous. Young Master, I'm now the Emperor's Grand Prince, but it was obvious that I didn't even save Da Zhuang just now."

Ang Lee looked at Qing'er not far away, then reached out slightly, and Qing'er sat obediently into Ang Lee's arms.

After listening to Ang Lee's words, Qing'er said softly: "Maybe this is Dazhuang's wish. The young master will become His Royal Highness, so that he can help the poor people in the world not be bullied by those bad people."

"Ha ha ha ha...!"

Qing'er's words made Ang Lee laugh loudly, helping the poor in the world not be bullied by bad people. What a cute and simple word.

You should know that if Ang Lee really became His Royal Highness, yes, he might receive some preferential treatment, but what is the future for Ang Lee... Wu Zetian changed hundreds of prime ministers in his life.

Ang Lee's grandson was blessed by Wu Zetian for a while, but what about in the future.

Everyone knows that the court in Wu Zhou was particularly chaotic, with monsters emerging one after another, including Princess Taiping, Li Longji, Wei Anshi, Zhang Jianzhi, Lai Junchen, Wu Sansi, Xue Huaiyi... none of these people are easy to mess with.

Ang Lee is an ordinary person. If he falls into the big dyeing vat in Luoyang, Ang Lee doesn’t know where he is going. Ang Lee just wants to live his life in a dull way.

"Young Master... Did I say something wrong? But have you forgotten that you promised to avenge Da Zhuang? Also, if the young master does not help the poor people, who else can help the poor people?

Those officials only know how to protect themselves, and the people are tortured by those like Hou Ji."

"You know a lot...!" Ang Lee shaved Qing'er's little nose.

Who knew that this shaving actually made Qing'er cry. Li Yu was crying. Ang Lee panicked and said, "What's wrong... What's wrong? Is this the young master's hand heavy?"

Qing'er shook her little head slightly and said, "It's not that the young master is heavy, it's that Qing'er remembers her parents..."

"Oh...!" Ang Lee looked at Qing'er and said, "By the way... you served me for so long, I knew that your parents were gone early, and I still don't know where they were buried?"

"You can't find it, and Qing'er can't find it either..." Qing'er's eyes were big and she said with tears in her eyes: "When Qing'er was very young, the whole family was full of happiness.

But who knew... Once a big man came to Qinling Mountains to hunt, and then he fell in love with my mother.

I wanted to occupy my mother, but my mother would rather die than obey. Later, she was stabbed by the big man and came back with my father. When I saw my mother lying in a pool of blood, I wanted to fight with the other party, but was killed by the other party's guards.

I was going to die, too.

Fortunately... at this time, Uncle Hu came and rescued me, and later sent me to his mistress. The mistress was very kind to me and cared for her as much as her own daughter.

So Qing'er will repay the young master forever and stay with her forever.

But the young master... Why are we poor people bullied by big people? No one helps us stand up for us? Just like Dazhuang, he did nothing wrong, why are we killed alive?

And our Zhangjia Village, what did we do wrong? If we didn’t have the identity of a young master, we would all die. Why is this... Young Master, you know everything and know everything. Can’t you save us poor people?”

Ang Lee looked at Qing'er who was crying very sadly. For the first time, Ang Lee saw Qing'er crying so badly, Ang Lee could only sigh slightly, and then hugged Qing'er tightly. At this time, the two of them leaned together.

But Ang Lee was not as great as Qing'er said, because Ang Lee knew that this was Wu Zhou, and there was a genital... Of course, there was a genital. At this time, people were divided into different levels. Ang Lee wanted to manage... how could he manage it? If he couldn't manage it well, Ang Lee would die and say it.

Ang Lee’s own rule is how big the bowl is to eat.

But... Ang Lee couldn't control the entire Zhou Dynasty, but Ang Lee could protect the places he could protect. Suddenly... Ang Lee smiled and said softly in Qing'er's ear: "My good Qing'er, don't cry anymore... The young master promised you that you will protect the poor people well!"

"Really..." The little guy suddenly burst into tears and laughed.

Ang Lee looked at the little girl and nodded, "Let's start with Hou Ji... Follow the young master and help you find your parents and enemies, and then send them to hell together. Do you think it's okay?"

"Okay...Young Master is the best to me..." Qing'er hugged Ang Lee tightly.

At this time, Ang Lee's brows also stretched out. How can I say that... It's a blessing, not a disaster, but a disaster, and it's a disaster that cannot escape... People, they just have to look forward, and people die and birds face the sky, and they will never die for thousands of years.

"ah...!"

A roar suddenly came from Qinling Mountain, and then Li Anli, who was walking out of the room, shouted: "Let's go to Luoyang..."

After Ang Lee went to Luoyang to shout, Zhang Hu and others also smiled slightly, and then said without hesitation: "Abide by the order... Your Highness the Emperor...!"

....................................

"Puff...! What did you say... Our Qinling Mountains has a royal grandson...!"

After Qincheng, Wei Anshi, who was eating breakfast, was surprised by the news brought by Zhang Jianzhi.

Looking at the surprised Wei Anshi, Zhang Jianzhi smiled and said, "Hehe... I was scared... I was also shocked, so I'd better stop eating. Let's go to the ferry to get a gift, and maybe we can make a good relationship."

"Brother Cambodia...what is going on? Why did a prince suddenly appear in Qinling Mountains? Is this prince's belonging to that prince?" Wei Anshi stood up and prepared to go to the ferry with Zhang Jian before.

At this time, Zhang Jianzhi said: "This prince's grandson is not from any prince. He is the son of Princess Anding."

"Puff..." Wei Anshi was shocked again when he said this. He looked at Zhang Jianzhi with some disbelief: "Son of Princess Anding... Stop joking, did Princess Anding die prematurely?"

"Who knows... However, His Majesty's Plum Blossom Guard came in person, and the leader of the Plum Blossom Guard was still the leader of the Plum Blossom Guard. However, the appearance of this emperor's grandson can wash away the rumors that His Majesty killed his daughter today."

"Uh..." Wei Anshi said in a daze: "Yes... Could this emperor grandson be fake..."

After hearing Wei Anshi's words, Zhang Jianzhi showed an intriguing expression. Then he heard Zhang Jianzhi ask, "Fake it...will you still go and make good relationships?"

"Go...why not go...!" Wei Anshi smiled and said, "I don't care whether he is true or false. Now I am so down and out. No matter whether it is true or false, I have to make a good relationship. What if it is true?"

"Haha..." Zhang Jianzhi laughed and said, "That's right... a real man can bend and stretch, walk..."

After saying that, the two big men went to the ferry of Qincheng to make a good relationship with His Royal Highness Ang Lee, the emperor grandson. However, the two big men really didn't expect that it was today's good society that brought the two out of Qincheng.

When they returned to Luoyang again, His Royal Highness, who was originally unknown to them, had already gained a foothold in Luoyang.
Chapter completed!