Leaving the city, the sorghum is drunk.

There are only people on the entire second floor where Luochuan is located, and the rest of the positions are guarded by cavalry.

"If you want to go back to the prefect, she was the one whom her grandfather arranged for work in the store last year. She is now in charge of small matters such as checkout in the store," Gao Zhiyuan replied with his head down.

"Okay, you go and prepare some wine and food, and then let the girl bring it up. By the way, remember to bring the sorghum wine to a pot and taste it," Luo Chuan said.

Gao Zhiyuan bowed without raising his head, closed the door after leaving the compartment, and walked downstairs away from every cavalry and almost crossed the railing.

In the compartment, Luo Chuan looked at Gao Shixian, who was also sitting down and asked, "Old Gao, who is the girl next to Gao Zhiyuan before?"

"She..." Gao Shixian pressed his head lower, "It's a distant relative of Lao Nu..."

"Distant relative?" Luo Chuan smiled slightly, "It seems that it is not far away."

"Yes," Gao Shixian paused for a moment and explained, "She is the great-granddaughter of Lao Nu's sister's family, even the great-granddaughter of Lao Nu..."

Luo Chuan took out a booklet from his sleeve and expanded it to read it page by page, "Lao Gao, you have been in the palace for nearly a hundred years. The identity book you recorded in the palace has been replaced with seven new versions. From beginning to end, you have never mentioned that you have a sister."

Gao Shixian nodded and said, "I wanted to record another version more than ten years ago, but after reading it, it burned it. Since then, the old slave has never changed his identity book. Of course, even if that version is still there, this sister will not be recorded, because... the old slave just learned not long ago that this sister has a descendant left behind in the world..."

"Oh?" Luo Chuan seemed a little interested, "that should be some twists and turns."

Gao Shixian said, "Yes," he took a deep breath and said slowly, "The old slave was not originally named Gao, and was born in the Fu family of Ganyuan. Most of the things he did when he was a child are now lost, but that night... I still dream about it last night..."

He slowly looked up at Luo Chuan with his usual humble smile on his face, "That night the wind was howling and the fire broke out everywhere. Some gangsters broke into the rich mansion and killed Lao Nu's parents and monk's younger brother in the cradle. Lao Nu was young at that time, and he hid in a secret compartment with his sister in a book shelf and played in a secret compartment with his father's bookshelf. He survived. But he also heard some conversations between the gangsters and recognized that one of them was... Lao Nu's uncle..."

Gao Shixian spoke slowly, but he could not hear any sadness and joy at his voice, as if he was telling an irrelevant story, "So he had to escape. The two little people lost all their support overnight. They felt that although the world was big and there was no way to live, they still had a sister. Lao Nu took his sister south and went around to ask for some food. At that time, he was really hungry. He couldn't eat for many days and was so hungry that he was dizzy. There were so many wealthy families in the castles in Ganyuan, but no one was willing to pay attention to us two little beggars. Instead, a team of refugees traveling south accepted us. Those who had nothing had to distribute the porridge and rice they got from nowhere. Lao Nu and his sister could have a bite of rice every day."

"And then when I arrived at Licheng, I lost my sister..." Gao Shixian's smile faintly had some meaning, but it was hard to understand. "In fact, it should be like this now. Among the refugees, there are good people and bad people. Lao Nu ran to the Silu Mansion Office to sue the officials, but no one really paid attention to the cases in the refugees who were not found without evidence. For many days, Lao Nu went to the Silu Mansion Office every day until he annoyed the officials at that time. Lao Nu was beaten and threw it on the streets where the refugees gathered. The kind-hearted people advised me that my sister was sold to the families who could afford her, which was better than following us and a group of refugees who might die on the street one day. Lao Nu could not turn the corner at that time. As soon as the prefect palace picked people from the refugees, Lao Nu entered the palace..."

Gao Shixian lowered his head again, "When entering the palace, it was like there was no spring and autumn. He did something similar every day, and it was only a blink of an eye for decades. Until one day, the old slave made a huge mistake and was rescued by the old master. At that time, he was still a young man, just like the current master. Then, the old master ascended the throne, and the old slave became the chief of the three-text palace, and got permission... The first time he really left the palace..."

He pressed his head lower, "The old slave took the 100 blood sent by the old master to Ganyuan. In the old house in Fujiabao, all the children knelt in front of the old slave, but... the uncle who had joined forces with the evil people to kill Laozi's parents and brothers had been dead for many years... The old slave dug his grave and whipped the corpse and fed the dogs. From then on, he had no connection with the rich family. On the way back to Licheng, he met the refugee again. The old slave saw this child. He was even younger than the old slave at that time. He was a small and thin person. He could still have light in his eyes when he walked in the refugee team. The old slave brought him back and gave his surname Gao..."

Luo Chuan listened silently until Gao Shixian stopped here and asked again, "Even if you are together in the city, you have searched for more than ten years before you find your sister?"

Gao Shixian shook his head, and after thinking about it, he clicked again, "A hundred years have passed, and things have come to this point. The old slave actually has no desires in his heart. The only person who cares about it is the lost sister, so that he can beg the old master to find it for the old slave."

Luo Chuan frowned slightly, "Old Gao, that rich family is not a surname with great talent in cultivation. Few of descendants can become cultivators. If you hadn't become a cultivator in your early years, you would have lived to this age. So when you left the palace more than ten years ago, you knew that even if your sister was sold to a good family, it would be difficult for you to live to that time. How could you ask your father to use Anbu to find her for you?" He looked forward slightly, "Old Gao, your father treats you like this, why didn't you even tell me the truth...?"

Gao Shixian stood up and came to Luochuan to kneel down slowly, "The old slave had indeed begged the old master to find the old slave's lost sister for him. It was not until several months ago that he finally found her descendants."

Luo Chuan stared at Gao Shixian without saying a word, and murderous intent appeared in his eyes. "Old Gao..." He stood up and walked to the window and turned his back to Gao Shixian behind him. "Father trusts you, so he left you to me. I trust my father, so that you became the only senior minister in the prefect's palace today, and the chief commander of the front and back palaces. But if you do this, how can I... trust you?"

Gao Shixian said nothing.

Luo Chuan said coldly, "Old Gao, you have been in the prefect's palace for nearly a hundred years. You have seen many methods of prefect than I, a young man who has just entered the prefect's palace. You should know what will happen to the Grand Host who doesn't get the trust of the prefect, right...A?!"

Gao Shixian still said nothing, and was silent for a while. When the knocking sounded outside the door of the compartment, he slowly spoke, "Master, there are some things that the old master does not want you to know, so you don't know. As for the old slave..."

He put his head on the ground, "...can kill..."
Chapter completed!