Such an identity may be glorious, but it is also dangerous.
The Huang family chose to protect themselves and tried their best to avoid this matter being discovered.
The child's face was too similar to his father's, so the Huang family never brought him to the capital.
There are too many people in the capital who have seen the official, so he might recognize him.
By then, the threat of the child's death will come earlier than the emperor discovering his true identity.
But no one expected that such a young child would come to Bian Jing alone, bump into a nobleman on the street, and be discovered to have a face similar to that of the emperor.
Unfortunately, the person who had the conflict was a member of the royal family. His son had the hope of being adopted by the emperor, and he would not allow a threat like Liang Zicheng to exist.
So, Liang Zicheng died quietly and his body was thrown into a mass grave.
Neither the Liang family nor the Huang family could find any trace of the child.
After reading the Book of Destiny, Hua Wanchi understood.
It turned out that I had accidentally saved Liang Zicheng's life.
After eating the melon, Hua Wanchi went home contentedly.
When she returned to the doorstep, Hua Wanchi saw the old lady standing at the door looking around again. When she saw her coming back, her eyes suddenly lit up.
Hua Wanchi asked: "Auntie, are you waiting for me?"
The old lady's eyes were filled with hope. "Sir, I see you always act alone, without a servant. I guess you have to do a lot of things yourself. Do you need a maid?"
"maid?"
Hua Wanchi wanted to refuse immediately. She would only stay here for a month, so why would she need a maid?
Unexpectedly, the old lady raised her wrinkled hands and began to wipe away her tears, her voice choked with sobs, so miserable:
"Sir, my granddaughter is suffering!"
This scene made Hua Wanchi feel as if he was standing in a court, and the old lady was like the citizen crying out for justice, howling out her grievances.
"Auntie, don't get excited. Tell me what your difficulties are. If it's within my ability, I will definitely not be stingy."
The old lady was unable to contain her emotions for a while, and she sobbed, "My granddaughter is so beautiful that a nobleman has taken a fancy to her. He wants her to be his concubine, and he is going to send someone over tomorrow.
"Since you won't stay here long, I'd rather ask my granddaughter to go with you. The sky is high and the road is long, he won't be able to find her even if he wants to!"
Hua Wanchi could barely understand the Henan dialect. She sighed and felt that this family was really miserable.
"But I really don't want a maid, ma'am. You should find someone else."
The old lady couldn't help but feel disappointed: "I have searched everywhere, but I didn't expect that even you couldn't help me. I am really at my wit's end."
Hua Wanchi was really powerless. Her household registration and travel permit were forged by her ancestors, and they would disappear from this world in a month.
Although she felt very sympathetic, Hua Wanchi shook her head. There was nothing she could do.
She sighed sympathetically, "Auntie, I'll be leaving in a month. If you trust me, you can ask your daughter to stay at my house for a while. But after a month, I really won't be able to help you."
The old lady looked at Hua Wanchi with confused eyes for a while. After a while, she probably figured out what he meant, so she knelt down and kowtowed.
"A month is fine! Thank you so much for taking me in!"
Then she turned around and waved, and the beautiful girl who had been hiding behind the wall ran over with a hint of shyness on her face.
"Thank you, sir!"
Hua Wanchi asked: "Have you thought about your future plans?"
The girl lowered her head slightly and was silent for a moment before she stammered, "I, I don't know either. I guess she found a husband to marry."
In ancient times, women seemed to have no other options except getting married. However, Hua Wanchi felt that women could actually learn a skill to support themselves.
Take embroidery for example. Aren’t there so many embroiderers in embroidery shops who make a living by relying on their skills?
If you marry an unreliable man, you will be miserable for the rest of your life. Having a job of your own will make your life better.
…
After Hua Wanchi returned, Shopkeeper Huang felt a little uncomfortable looking at the timid child in front of him.
Emotionally speaking, this is her sister's child, and she can't help but love him, but she has to put aside her feelings. It would be dangerous for everyone if the child stayed in the capital.
The safest place for him is to return to his father's home.
Liang Shaozhang had clearly promised her sister that he would treat the child well, but he allowed his new wife to treat the child harshly. It was impossible for him not to be angry.
Feeling distant from his aunt, Liang Zicheng didn't dare to open his heart to her, nor did he dare to rely on her. He was trembling with fear and anxiety, and Manager Huang also felt distressed.
There's just no way.
She could only speak as gently as possible: "Zicheng, if you are not living well in your father's house, please write to your aunt. Your aunt will ask someone to send you money and clothes. With money in hand, you can live better."
Liang Zicheng looked at Huang the shopkeeper a little flattered and said, "Aunt, no, that's not necessary. Daddy didn't want to give me any food or drink. I just want to see Mom."
Shopkeeper Huang remained silent.
It is natural for a child to miss his biological mother, but this child absolutely cannot meet his sister.
She coaxed him softly, "There are a lot of things to eat and do in Bianjing. Would you like me to take you to the night market?"
Liang Zicheng nodded reluctantly, he didn't want to disappoint his aunt.
Shopkeeper Huang then smiled and said, "Good boy."
At night, Shopkeeper Huang put a cap on the child's head and took Liang Zicheng to the night market.
The smoke from food and the sounds of hawkers were intertwined, and cheers came from somewhere, making the place very lively with the clanging and clattering sounds.
…
"Fanfan, whatever you want to eat or buy, I'll pay for it!"
Hua Wanchi spoke in a generous tone. This girl named Fanfan was very familiar with the city of Bianjing and could serve as his tour guide.
It can be considered that each gets what he needs!
Fanfan, wearing a veiled hat, hesitated for a moment and said, "How can I let you spend money on this?"
“You’re welcome!”
As the two were pushing and refusing, there was a sudden crash and they collided with someone's car.
What a coincidence! It’s an old acquaintance.
Little Liang Zicheng's eyebrows were crooked and hung crookedly on his clothes, revealing his entire little face clearly.
Fanfan lowered her head to see who she had bumped into, and her veil fell to the ground. The two people, one big and one small, looked at each other.
Fortunately, it was dark at night, and although their faces were exposed, no one else noticed.
"Shopkeeper Huang, are you bringing the kids out to play?"
Hua Wanchi greeted him and immediately thought of a classic line from a certain Ruchuan in his previous life. This line had a somewhat modern feel to it.
However, the ancients were not fools. Although their words were plain, they were still understandable.
Shopkeeper Huang smiled and nodded: "Did Mr. Hua also take his maid to the night market?"
"Huh?" At this time, a man's light exclamation came from the side.
Hua Wanchi turned her head and saw that half of his face was illuminated by the lantern. She could vaguely see a handsome man staring at Liang Zicheng with a glimmer of interest in his eyes.
"Why does this little kid look a bit like me?"
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