The Strong Wife from Peasant Family Chapter 230 unbelievable

Back then, he was still the crown prince and the other brothers were eyeing the throne covetously. He had spent all his time and effort on it. When he saw the letter Liu Wenjing left him, he complied and did not send anyone to find him.

However, he didn't expect that his junior apprentice brother would leave like this for more than ten years. In these past ten years, he hadn't written a single letter to Wang Lin.

Even after he became the emperor, it would be hard to find him by sending people to look for him.

It can't be that my teacher is crying because he misses my junior, right?

The emperor looked at Mr. Luo strangely, then shook his head self-deprecatingly. His teacher was definitely not such a person.

"Teacher, do you miss your youngest junior?" Why don't I send someone to find him and bring that brat back to see you? "

Honestly speaking, when his teacher mentioned it like this, he also missed that infuriating and loving junior brother of his.

He was seven or eight years older than his junior. When he was learning by his teacher's side, he truly treated him like his own younger brother.

He wasn't afraid of speaking frankly either. His relationship with his junior brother was much better than his relationship with his half-brothers. It was also much more real.

It was a pity that this fellow refused to become an official of the imperial court. He only wanted to live a leisurely life like this.

Just thinking about how a talent like that could not serve the imperial government made his heart ache.

If he didn't know his youngest junior brother's personality, he would have forced him into the court long ago.

Mr. Luo let out a heavy sigh, looked at the Emperor and said, "Him, he won't be able to come back to see this old man for the rest of his life." That brat truly made people angry. After leaving him for so many years, it was one thing if he didn't give him a letter, but he still dared to abandon his old man and leave.

Too unfilial, really unfilial.

When an old man like him saw him underground, he would definitely scold him. Would he dare to do this to him?

Hearing this, the emperor looked at Mister Luo in surprise, asking him if he had found his youngest junior brother. Would the youngest junior brother refuse to come back?

It couldn't be that because of what happened more than ten years ago, the youngest junior brother did not dare to return, right?

After a long while, Mr. Luo finally shook his head and said, "No."

"Teacher, if there's anything you want to say, just say it. You're making it so that I can't even guess what it is. I'm really worried to death."

In front of Mr. Luo, the Emperor would only call himself me, and not me.

Needless to say, his teacher had taught him a lot. Not only had she taught him astronomy and geography, but she had also taught him royal power and skills, and had also taught him warmth like his father.

Thus, after he sat on the throne, he would come out from time to time to reminisce about old times with his teacher and talk about family matters.

Only with his teacher would he be able to completely relax and return to his seat.

Mr. Luo slowly took a deep breath, suppressed his heartache, and then said with a choked voice, "That junior of yours, he's gone!" As he finished speaking, he managed to stop the tears that he had struggled to shed. With a 'swoosh' sound, he began to shed tears.

His heart was truly in pain.

No …. Gone?

The Emperor looked at Mr. Luo who was crying non-stop. His teacher said that there was nothing left, was that what he meant?

He clenched his fists tightly, and an ugly smile appeared on his face. "Old … Teacher, don't joke with me. If junior knows about this, you will get angry. " The little junior brother is a very black-skinned man. No matter how angry he is, he will not show it on his face. He will still be smiling, and when he turns his back, no one knows what he will do to you.

Mr. Luo forcefully wiped away the tears on his face, glanced at the emperor and said dejectedly, "There's no more chances, we, we don't have another chance to see him angry."

"How did you know about this? Is the news accurate? "

Mr. Luo rubbed his chest that was in pain, waiting for him to recover before he said, "I saw his son the day before yesterday, and only just got the news from his son. If it wasn't for me seeing his son, this old man would never know about it in his entire life. It's no longer here. " That brat had previously made him worry, but now he was still worried.

"Youngest junior apprentice-brother's son?" "He …"

"I know what you're trying to say, and I'm pretty sure it's his real son. It's the same impression he made." When he thought about Liu Zhimo, Mr. Luo's mood improved a little. That disciple of his, although he wasn't as intelligent as that brat, he wasn't far off from it.

He took advantage of this time to give him some pointers and let him make up for what he lacked. He dared to guarantee that he would definitely have a place in the top three.

Hearing Mr. Luo's words, the emperor became curious about Liu Zhimo, and had the thought of wanting to see him again.

"Is my nephew still in the manor?"

"I let him go back first." Mr. Luo's mood had calmed down a lot as he glanced at the emperor, "Don't think about his plans, I won't reveal any information about him before the spring break."

He wanted his grand-disciple to use his real skills, not just the emperor's back door.

He knew that his eldest disciple had a very good relationship with Junior Disciple. If his eldest disciple knew that his Junior Disciple was gone, he would definitely transfer that feeling to his disciple and help support his disciple.

Everything else was fine, but for something as important as this, he didn't want his eldest disciple to act recklessly.

"Teacher, it's not like I'm going to eat him, what are you afraid of?" In his heart, he was truly very curious about his nephew. Who knew if he was as intelligent as his junior brother?

He had always been envious and jealous of his junior apprentice-brother's intelligence.

Only, Hui Ji had to be injured, he didn't think that his junior brother would be so fast …

"Teacher, how come the youngest junior brother isn't here?" He wondered if he had been assassinated.

If it really was like this, he definitely wouldn't forgive that person.

Mr. Luo said no, it was missing from the plague a few years ago.

The Emperor clearly remembered that plague a few years ago, but he didn't know that that plague would also take his junior apprentice-brother's life.

"If I had stopped him back then, he might not have left at such a young age."

When Mr. Luo mentioned this, he felt deep regret in his heart.

The Emperor was afraid that Mr. Luo would be overly sad, so he comforted him softly. "Teacher, you know little junior brother's character, if he wants to do something, you can't stop him." His junior brother was actually more stubborn than anyone else. He firmly believed that even if he were to run into the south wall, he would not give up.

Mr. Luo also nodded in agreement. Yes, that stinking brat, no one could persuade him.

That could be, his life!

"Teacher, this matter... Do you want to talk to second junior brother? "

"Speak, that person is his junior. He should know about this." These three disciples of his had a very good relationship with each other. If the second disciple were to know about this, he would probably feel quite uncomfortable in his heart.

The emperor replied, "Wait for me to return, then get someone to deliver the news to him quickly." His second junior brother helped him stand guard at the border. Normally, it would be hard for him to even see his second junior brother.

However, he was very happy in his heart that this Emperor had such a battle-loving subject like Yao Yong.

Moreover, this official didn't have any ulterior motives. He was wholeheartedly guarding the mountain and rivers for him. This made him even more happy.

"You decide on this matter!" Mr. Luo waved his hand tiredly, "What brings you here this time? Speak! "

Although the emperor could not bear for Mr. Luo to be so tired, he was still very worried and frustrated about what had happened. He just wanted to hear Mr. Luo's opinion.

He quickly explained the situation to Mr. Luo and asked what should he do?

Mr. Luo only said one word, and waited …

"Wait …" The Emperor frowned, he thought for a long time, and finally understood what Mr. Luo meant: "Alright, I understand."

"Mm, your majesty, it's time for you to return." What should he do if something happened when he came out every few days and didn't even consider his status?

The emperor laughed and insisted on helping Mr. Luo return to his room to rest. After Mr. Luo fell asleep, he left.

As for Liu Zhimo, the moment he returned home, seeing that he had returned so early, Li Qingling asked him in surprise, did he not see Mr. Luo?

Liu Zhimo sat on the chair he sat on and let out a light breath before saying: "When I went to Mr. Luo's mansion just now, and saw him, he made me play a game of chess with him. When we were playing chess, he asked me about my father and I honestly told him that my father had passed away. He could clearly see that Mr. Luo's eyes had instantly turned red. Presumably, the news of his father's death had dealt a huge blow to Mr. Luo.

Li Qingling did not expect it to be like this. She stretched out her hand and shook Liu Zhimo's hand, consoling him with a smile, "I heard from the old man that Mr. Luo has a good relationship with father, when he suddenly heard this news, he would definitely not be able to accept it. We should give him some time to calm down." Letting Mr. Luo know that he had delivered the black-haired person to the black-haired person would definitely make him feel very uncomfortable.

Liu Zhimo and Li Qingling were linked as they tilted their heads to look at her. Suddenly, they said faintly, "Xiao Ling, in the future, don't walk in front of me. and I can't accept it. " The thought of being alone in the face of days without her made his heart ache.

"Alright …" She knew what he meant, so she nodded without hesitation to calm his uneasy heart.

After forcefully holding her hand, a smile appeared on Liu Zhimo's face, "But I also can't bear to part with it, I made you sad and sad, what should I do?" He didn't want her to suffer that pain either!

Li Qingling lightly rested his head on his shoulder and said in a low voice, "You cannot be born on the same day of the same year, but you must die on the same day of the same month." This way, he wouldn't be lonely on the Road to River Styx.

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