When the Regent Princess kneeled, all the children in Beijing broke their knees.

"Yes, we're looking for hawthorns. How many do you want this time, girl?" The old lady nodded in agreement without giving it much thought.

"Two hundred." Jiang Yunchu said directly.

The old lady was very happy. "Okay, two hundred. I'll go find some hawthorns!"

As they were talking, the old man and the old lady went out. Zi Su and Bai Zhi looked at each other, then went to the yard and stood guard at the door.

When Zhang Laosan saw this look, he knew that this girl was not an ordinary girl.

"Girl, if you have anything to say, just say it." Zhang Laosan coughed gently a few times, but he felt that his body was not so heavy anymore, and he felt a little more relaxed.

He had been suffering from a cold for some days, and he knew it himself. It had been a bit cold these days, and his disabled leg was beginning to hurt more and more. The cold and the leg pain made him feel even more tortured.

Jiang Yunchu smiled and said, "Should I call you Zhang Laosan or Zhang Luo?"

When the name Zhang Luo appeared, Zhang Laosan's eyes shrank rapidly, representing a rapid change in this person's mentality.

When Jiang Yunchu saw the sculptor, when she asked Manager Yun about the master sculptor, and when she saw Zhang Laosan's evasive look at the time, she had some guesses in her mind.

This person! It’s Zhang Luo!

Zhang Luo narrowed his eyes and looked at Jiang Yunchu carefully.

Then he smiled and said, "Young lady, you are not an ordinary person. If you are from the south, I will take my remaining life."

He was tired of hiding.

He no longer wanted to seek revenge.

Now he even thought that it would be nice to just end it all.

"I would like to ask you to come out of retirement, but the prerequisite is that I need to know your past entanglements and your story," Jiang Yunchu said.

The aunt talked about the Zhang family's affairs on both occasions.

It has always been said that the Zhang family is a family of kind people. Whether it is the previous Mr. Zhang or the current Mr. Zhang, they are all kind people who help their neighbors a lot.

But Zhang Luo was avoiding being hunted down, so he hid his identity. Naturally, he had his own story in this unknown dilapidated alley.

"Girl, should you tell me about your identity?"

"Also, how did you guess mine?"

Zhang Luo was a little surprised. The first time he discovered this girl, he realized that she was of extraordinary status. After all, ordinary people would just think that the sculpture was so good and would not be so surprised. Moreover, when holding the rabbit, she touched the lines of the sculpture, which was a habit only for carving masters.

But, it appeared in the hands of this girl.

When she appeared, he knew that this day would not be far away.

"There are three great carvers: Ze, Ying and Zhang Luo. They all look real."

“The first time, I didn’t know you were Zhang Luo, but there happened to be someone in my family who liked carving. She told me about three carving masters, and then said that Zhang Luo was good at carving animals and flowers, and his carvings were very lifelike.”

"I guessed you."

When she answered, there was a smile on her face, and she was full of confidence, which she herself did not realize.

"Yes, I am Zhang Luo." Zhang Luo nodded again. He was sweating all over. The effect of the medicine had taken effect. The fever was slowly subsiding. He felt more relaxed than ever before.

"My name is Jiang Yunchu, the princess of the Regent's Palace." Jiang Yunchu raised her eyebrows and told the truth.

Zhang Luo was shocked and tried to get up quickly.

"No thanks." She said softly.

Zhang Luo smiled bitterly and shook his head. Who could have thought that the Regent Princess would come to his dilapidated courtyard?

We bought so many candied haws before, no wonder she said that there are so many people in the family that one hundred and fifty are not enough to share!

"Now, can you tell me your story?"

Zhang Luo sighed first, then his face looked a little bad, with confusion in his eyes, and it was obvious that he was deep in thought.

"The young man was reckless and left home to learn a skill." These two words and one sentence describe the mood at that time and the youthful vigor and vitality of the boy.

"I went to Jiangnan alone."

"I used my will and patience to continuously hone my skills, and finally won the master's appreciation and became his disciple."

"Master devoted his whole life to carving, and even when he died, he held the carving knife tightly in his hand."

When Zhang Luo said this, he paused, smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"I am the master's second disciple, and there is another senior brother above me."

"Senior brother was originally the child of Master's old friend. Before he passed away, he entrusted him to Master."

"But he lacks talent in this area, and his mind is fickle, so he can't concentrate on practicing his skills. After being scolded by his master several times, the seeds of resentment were planted in his heart."

Zhang Luo coughed lightly. He was sweating and his body felt very light, but the physical fatigue was not as much as the mental exhaustion in his memory.

As he gently narrated the story, the eldest senior brother's resentment grew deeper and deeper, and he no longer respected the master.

Later, his master died under the carving knife of his senior brother.

That was the carving knife that the master personally gave to my senior brother when he started learning the art!

Later he found out that his senior brother had joined forces with outsiders to get the master's sculpture album. But where did the master get the sculpture album?

The master’s experience has been passed on to them every time he teaches.

how...

The senior brother is stubborn and refuses to repent. He killed the master but failed to find the album, so he set his sights on him.

"Later, my legs were broken by my senior brother, and it was my junior sister who secretly let me go." When Zhang Luo said this, he punched his legs again and again. They were all useless legs. Now the junior sister's life or death is unknown.

"Junior sister?" Jiang Yunchu raised his eyebrows.

"She is my master's daughter, but she doesn't like carving and has never been exposed to carving since childhood. He has always liked my junior sister. After my master died, he locked her up. Later, my junior sister saved me, but I don't know whether she is alive or dead." Zhang Luo's eyes were filled with tears as he thought of what had happened before.

Jiang Yunchu narrowed his eyes. This traitor is...

"I'll send someone to investigate the truth of your matter."

"You have two choices. The first one is that I certainly don't know your identity and I won't bother you. You can continue to live your life in hiding here. But if I need anything, I will come to you, and of course you have to pay me."

"Second, you come with me and work for me. I will arrange a place for you to stay and arrange for you to have medical treatment. I will also give you acupuncture. Although your leg will not be healed, your waist should be able to recover slowly."

When she took his pulse before, she probably felt his bones. It would be very difficult for his leg to heal. After so many years, those bones could no longer be repaired.

"I respect your choice." After Jiang Yunchu said this, she turned around and looked at the ornaments on the cabinet.