Murong Qingran and the Thirteenth Prince walked side by side on the street, the Thirteenth Prince walked steadily, as long as he was not lucky and did not use his internal force, the Thirteenth Prince was just like an ordinary person, and there was no big problem.

Murong Qingran rarely goes out to go shopping, and as the fifth lady of Jiyang Houfu, she must travel in a sedan chair, but in the past five years, she has only been to Guanlan Courtyard, and Murong He took her there.

Even if he secretly went out of the house, he was secretive, how dare he show his face on the streets of Qizhou City.

Because she didn't worry about the acceptance of the tens of thousands of silks, Murong Qingran was not in a hurry, the fourth sister Murong Qingluan's day was still early, she could stay outside for a few more days, once there was movement in the house, Granny Zhou would think of delaying and inform her in time, and because of this, she could finally breathe a sigh of relief and go shopping.

Shopping with the Thirteen Princes, it is inevitable that you will be pointed at by the local people, who taught the handsome face of the Thirteen Princes, in the small Changqing County, it is enough to turn all beings upside down.

Radish held a large bag of silver and followed behind Murong Qingran and the Thirteen Princes.

When Murong Qingran saw some favorite gadgets, he would not hesitate to buy them.

"This, this, and this ......"

Although Murong Qingran has been clothed and fed since she was a child, she is indispensable if the fourth sister Murong Qingluan has, but she still rarely sees such things that ordinary people and children play, she still rarely sees, she remembers that five years ago, it was Wang Hong who gave her a vivid clay figure, which made her love it, but after Murong He learned about it, he not only caught the old man who made the clay figure, but also gave her a room of clay figures, from then on, she would never show what she liked, because of her preferences, Murong He would try his best to please her, she didn't care, But Murong He worked hard for her and lost money, not to mention anything else, it was the old man who pinched the clay figure, because he was forced by Murong He to enter the Hou Mansion and pinched a whole room of clay figurines for her, overworked, and finally died.

Therefore, everyone in Qizhou knows that Jiyang Hou Murong He loves her daughter the most, but this love, setting aside the truth, is so ridiculous and ironic.

There is not much time to be outside, and if you can be happy for a day, it will be a day.

Murong Qingran was a little bit soft, and all the gadgets placed on the street were in the arms of the radish, and the radish couldn't hold it, crying bitterly, "Miss, our money bag is empty." ”

"I still have it." Murong Qingran raised the silver ticket in his hand, it was not used up, how could he go back, would he return the silver to Xiao Yan again.

Radish wipes sweat, Miss doesn't pick the door at this time, doesn't spend her own money, she is more generous than anyone else.

The thirteenth prince shook his head helplessly.

In the end, Murong Qingran was also tired.

"Childe, Miss, it's good, pity and pity us, we haven't eaten for a few days." On the street, several ragged and unkempt beggars suddenly rushed out and stopped Murong Qingran.

"Get out of here!" Radish shouted.

"You brought it in." The thirteenth prince glanced at Murong Qingran, spending money so easily, can he not recruit all the beggars on the street.

"Turnip, stand down." Murong Qingran drank back and hugged the radish full of things, and asked these beggars, "You are begging, shouldn't you sing a begging song to Miss Ben?" "I once heard Qi Ke say that where beggars gather, there will be a gang, and the power is not small, even the government does not dare to offend this group of beggars, lest there be chaos in the state capitals and counties under its rule.

These beggars froze, begging and singing begging songs, what kind of rule is this, or outside Changqing County, other beggars have begun to sing begging songs.

Boom......

Murong Qingran put a piece of silver in his hand in one of the beggars' broken bowls, and the rest of the beggars, seeing this, were all shocked and frightened, such a big ingot of silver was the first time they had seen it for so many years of begging, and it was the first time they had seen someone take such an ingot of silver to give alms.

"If you are begging, you should sing a begging song, and then I will have someone teach you a few words of begging, and you will sing it everywhere in the future, you know?"

There is silver, as long as the young lady is happy, she asks them to sing, they will sing, a few beggars secretly said in their hearts, a silver ingot, how many copper plates it must be.

"We sing, we sing." A few beggars didn't think about it, and agreed again and again.

"Radish, you go over and teach them." Murong Qingran called the radish and whispered a few words in his ear, the radish wiped his sweat, and he couldn't sing, the young lady gave him a few words, and he didn't even have a song, how could he sing. Alas, just sing it, anyway, this meaning will be fine.

The thirteenth prince has martial arts and good ear power, so he can naturally hear what Murong Qingran said to the radish, and he exclaimed in his eyes, how could he not think of this method.

Radish cleared his throat and sang, "There is a Jiyang Marquis in Qizhou, and it is shameful to kill his brother and seize the throne; Conniving with corrupt officials, robbing people's daughters, occupying good land, and doing all kinds of evil and destroying the conscience......"

said it was singing, but in fact, most of it was reciting words.

Jiyang Hou, when a few beggars heard it, although they didn't know who Jiyang Hou was, they could guess that it must be a big official, and they were scared. Murong Qingran put another fifty taels of silver ticket up, and a few beggars looked tempted, they were already beggars, they had nothing, what else were they afraid of, they were rich and dangerous. Besides, the streets are full of beggars, can that Jiyang wait be caught?

"We sing, we sing." A few beggars didn't hesitate anymore, followed the radish, and learned to sing seriously, "There is a Jiyang Marquis in Qizhou, and it is shameful to kill his brother and seize the throne; Conniving with corrupt officials, robbing people's daughters, occupying good land, and doing all kinds of evil and destroying the conscience......"

Beggars, who have no fixed place to live, begging all the way, as long as they are willing to sing, within a few days, they can spread to Qizhou City, Radish gloated, "Miss, in this way, Jiyanghou's reputation is only afraid of being even more disastrous!" ”

What the world is most afraid of is rumors, perverse actions, even the son of heaven does not dare, and he can't stop the mouth of Youyou. Once the rumors spread, how can Murong He stop it? Murong Qingran sneered at the corner of his mouth.

The thirteenth prince said secretly, he should be careful in the future, so as not to offend this demon girl, it is not Jiyang Hou who sings, but Zhao Run, the king of Chu. But this method does work.

"You're not afraid that I'll tell you about it?" Murong Qingran was willing to let the radish teach beggars to sing these in front of the thirteen princes, which made the thirteen princes very surprised, and Murong Qingran did this to clearly tell the thirteen princes that she wanted to take revenge on her uncle Murong He, and she had been planning for a long time.

Murong Qingran asked rhetorically, "Will you?" ”

The thirteenth prince said disdainfully, "A little Jiyang Hou is not worth protecting this son!" If what you say is true, then Murong He is not worthy of being this Jiyang Hou. At that time, you don't need to make a move, the court will also take him down and punish him, and give you justice! ”R1154