When the carriage arrived at the porridge shed on Xisi Street, it was almost noon. The large iron pots lined up in front of the pen & fun & pavilion www.biquge.info porridge shed were steaming hot, and the sweetness of rice porridge wafted in the air.

"Seventh girl, there is the porridge shed set up by Mr. Cheng over there, and those on the south side are set up by Shen Sanye." Lin Cong said after stopping the car.

Mo Shaoli lifted the curtain of the car door and looked out, and saw the victims lining up in an orderly manner to receive the porridge in front of the porridge pot. The crowd was noisy but not chaotic, and there was a worldly bustle in the midst of the heavy snowfall.

"Without the assistance of officers and soldiers, the scene can be controlled so well, Cheng Nuo's ability cannot be underestimated." She praised in her heart, looked away from the victims, looked at the porridge shed, and saw Cheng Nuo standing under the porridge shed, bowing his head and saying something to a person who looked like a manager.

"Since you're here, you should always say hello." Mo Shaoli muttered to himself.

Hearing this, the snow kite looked out and said, "Girl, this is not good, there are so many victims outside, there is a commotion." You can't go over! ”

Lin Cong also said: "Although the victims of the disaster look quiet at this time, they may suddenly make a fuss, so it's better for the girl not to get out of the car." Otherwise, the slave went to call Mr. Cheng to come over to see the girl? ”

Mo Shaoli looked at the porridge shed, and saw that there was another steward reporting to Cheng Nuo, so he said, "Mr. Cheng is also busy, so I won't call him." ”

Besides, there are a lot of people here, and if someone who knows her finds out about the involvement between her and Cheng Nuo, it will be bad. Before she broke away from Mofu, it was better not to let people know that Cheng Nuo existed.

But since you're here, you have to tell me about it, right?

Mo Shaoli put down the curtain of the car door, picked up the pen and ink prepared on the small table, wrote two lines of words on the paper, folded it and handed it to the green beads: "Go to Mr. Cheng, don't let people find out." ”

Lu Zhu took the letterhead and lifted the curtain to look out: "There are so many people here, and the car that followed us is still behind, if the slave and maid leave, what if someone comes over and bumps into the girl?" ”

Mo Shaoli looked out through the gap in the door curtain behind her, and saw several horses galloping not far ahead, although she couldn't see it clearly through the snow curtain, she also vaguely saw that the people on the horses seemed to be wearing official uniforms, but like a team of officers and soldiers, so she said: "It seems that the people from the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division are patrolling the city in front, and there are officers and soldiers, so there should be nothing wrong." Just go and come back quickly! ”

Lu Zhu also saw the centaurs coming in front, and when he heard Mo Shaoli say this, he agreed and jumped out of the car.

When Mama Qin lived in Cheng's house, Luzhu went to Cheng's house to give Mama Qin clothes and things, and she recognized Cheng Nuo. After she got out of the car, she took a look, and then passed through the disaster people lightly and went straight to the porridge shack.

Song Tian dodged and followed behind Mo Shaoli's carriage, first seeing them go west and feeling very incomprehensible, and then following them, he guessed Mo Shaoli's intentions.

"The little girl is also going to the porridge shed to see the excitement!"

Shen Ce and Song Heng were busy with disaster relief inside and outside the capital these days, and although Song Tian did not participate, he also knew that his cousin Shen had set up a porridge shack on Xisi Street. Originally, he planned to come over to take a look after seeing Mo Shaoli today, but Mo Shaoli led him directly here.

"My cousin actually thought of a place with me, and I took the opportunity to go out to see the excitement!" After Song Tian followed Mo Shaoli to Xisi Street, he saw that her carriage stopped in front of the porridge shed, so he also asked Ah Jiu to stop the car and look forward with the car door.

Looking, watching, he unknowingly got out of the car.

Song Tian was born in a peaceful and prosperous era, grew up in a rich and deep palace, and was born without knowing what poverty is. And since he was born, the wind and rain of the Great Zhou Dynasty have been smooth, he doesn't want to say that he has never seen natural disasters, and he has not even heard of them.

This is the first time he has experienced such a snowstorm. These days, when Song Yuan and Song Heng Shen Ce talked about the disaster, he would occasionally sit on the side and listen. After listening to it a lot, I really wanted to see it with my own eyes. However, Song Yuan was afraid of the danger of the disaster riots, and refused to agree to follow Shen Ce and Song Heng to disaster relief.

Therefore, Song Tian's purpose when he left the palace today was not only to find Mo Shaoli to play, but also to go to Xisi Street to have a look. At this time, he saw groups of people lining up in the wind and snow waiting for porridge to drink, and he thought it was very interesting, and he watched it with relish: "Ah Jiu, let's get two pots here and cook porridge for everyone to eat." ”

Gonggong Liu, who was hiding in the carriage to keep warm, was frightened when he heard him say this: "Lord Wang, when you come here to see the excitement, the old slave has to go to see the emperor with his head, and you still have to cook porridge...... Old slave ......"

Song Tian ignored him, just staring at the porridge shed, planning to find a suitable place for his pot first.

Shen Ce rode a horse with the flowing wind and braved the wind and snow, galloping from the granary all the way along the mark left by the shocking clouds, and when he arrived in front of the porridge shed on Xisi Street, the mark was suddenly gone. The clouds were nowhere to be seen.

Shen Ce grabbed the reins of the horse and looked around.

In front of the porridge pot, the victims received the porridge in an orderly manner as always, and there was no abnormality.

"Go find the clouds." Shen Ce convection air duct.

Flowing Wind took the order, jumped off his horse and quickly disappeared into the crowd, and went to contact the shocking clouds.

Shen Ce's gaze slowly swept over the crowd in front of the porridge shed and landed on a carriage not far away.

Although Mo Shaoli's car is very simple and low-key, it is parked in a group of ragged victims, and even ordinary cars will look a little dazzling. What's more, she is lifting the curtain of the car door at this moment to look out, and the sleeves of her shirt are faintly exposed, all of which are splendid Ayaluo.

Shen Ce's eyes couldn't help but darken.

Who will be here at this time?

He glanced at Cheng Nuo in the porridge shed, and his heart couldn't help but move.

Lu Zhu jumped out of the car to deliver a note to Cheng Nuo, Mo Shaoli was bored in the car, so he lifted the curtain of the car door to look at her, wondering what kind of quiet method she would use to hand the news to Cheng Nuo. Then she saw that Luzhu didn't know what steps to take, and with a few dodges, she easily bypassed the victims and approached the porridge shed.

"It's amazing!" She admired, her eyes unblinking at the green beads.

Snow Kite also came over curiously to see: "Girl, which one is Mr. Cheng?" ”

Although Mo Shaoli and Cheng Nuo have been cooperating for almost a year, Snow Kite has never seen Mr. Cheng as everyone said. In her heart, Cheng Nuo is a mysterious existence, and when she has the opportunity at this time, of course she wants to see her dignity.

"In the second porridge shed, behind the fifth pot from the right, the ink-colored fox fur is ......" Mo Shaoli pointed to the snow kite, and as soon as he said this, he heard a loud "pop", and the carriage suddenly lost control and rushed forward.

She was looking out at the door of the car, leaning forward, and suddenly flew out of the door.

"Girl!" The snow kite screamed and reached out to grab it, but where could it catch it. She hid behind Mo Shaoli just now, was blocked by Mo Shaoli, and only bumped with the carriage and did not fall out.

Worst! This is the posture of hitting the street, the rhythm of hitting the ground with your face!

Mo Shaoli silently lit a wax for herself in her heart.

(To be continued.) )