Yuan Nuoying didn't hear the slightly sarcastic tone in Feng Shu'an's tone, but the eldest prince Yuan Nuojing heard it, he was slightly stunned, and then nodded politely to Feng Shu'an. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Second son, second son." A Xiao Si walked over, "Didn't Childe say before that there were a lot more people queuing up to get porridge these days?" The slave observed that it turned out that many nearby villagers had pretended to be refugees to come to receive porridge! ”

Yuan Nuo should have heard this, and immediately became angry: "How can this be reasonable! Who pretends to be a refugee, find out for this son! ”

That Xiao Si listened, but he didn't move, and his face was embarrassed: "Childe, those villagers are all dressed as refugees, I'm afraid it's hard to tell the difference!" ”

"Forget it! From today onwards, limit the use of two large pots of porridge per day, and let those who don't get it come back tomorrow. What does it matter if it is a real refugee or not, the good reputation of our Prime Minister's Mansion has spread! Yuan Nuoying thought about it and whispered in the ear of the little si.

But he didn't expect that Feng Shu'an's internal strength was still deep now, and his whispered words came to her ears word for word.

Feng Shu'an deliberately stepped forward and took a step: "Could it be that the second son has thought of a good plan to distinguish between villagers and refugees?" Can you open the eyes of the little girl? ”

Yuan Nuoying was displeased: "Who are you?" What is my son's plan, and what does it matter to you? What are women doing so much, I advise the girl to hurry up and go to your relative's house, stay in peace and embroider, and don't ask if you shouldn't ask. ”

"It's me who took the liberty, and I hope the second son will forgive me! Originally, I thought that the second son had come up with some good way, and I thought that when I met my relatives, I would show off in front of them, and tell me how I personally witnessed how the second son of the Prime Minister's Mansion was benevolent, witty and intelligent. It's a pity, it's a pity! Feng Shu'an looked like a sigh and shook his head in disappointment.

"Who said I couldn't help it!" Yuan Nuoying listened to Feng Shu'an's disappointed words, thinking that he couldn't lose face, so he said this in a hurry. In fact, he regretted saying it, because he couldn't do anything about it! Just when he looked at Feng Shu'an and Shui Mo'er beside her looking at him expectantly, he had no choice but to bite the bullet, "I'...... That one...... I told the pillar the way! Tell this girl about it! ”

Yuan Nuo had no choice but to push it to Xiao Si, who was the pillar he said.

"Me?" Zhuzi looked at his master in surprise, pointed his finger at himself and asked with a bitter face.

"That's you! Tell the girls! "Yuan Nuo stared at the pillar with a warning gaze, which means that if you can't help me with this lie, see how I clean you up.

The pillar had no choice but to bite the bullet: "Yes, yes, yes, my son-in-law is talking to me, that is, ...... It's ......"

Feng Shu'an's gentle gaze came, and he couldn't think about the pillar anymore: "It's just ......" He held back his bitter gourd face, turned his head to look at Feng Shu'an, and then turned back to look at his master, and found that his master was staring at him viciously, it's over!

The pillar turned his heart and knelt down: "Second son! Look at the minion's memory, you just told the minion, but this is not a blink of an eye, I ...... I...... I forgot again. After saying this, the pillar hurriedly lowered his head in fear, not daring to look at Yuan Nuoying's cannibalistic gaze.

Feng Shu'an playfully watched the master and servant push the ball and throw it at me, and finally this hot potato returned to Yuan Nuoying's hand, and a trace of irony flashed in his heart, it is rumored that the second son of the Prime Minister's Mansion is erudite and talented, and it seems that today, it is nothing more than that, and the rumors are really unbelievable.

"That...... I just said it, and I can't remember it again! Yuan Nuo smiled wryly, although this lie is too bad, it is better than debunking himself on the spot.

"Second brother, I also heard what you just said. I'll tell this girl. Yuan Nuojing, who had been beside Yuan Nuoying and did not make a sound, suddenly opened his mouth to relieve him.

Feng Shu'an didn't expect this eldest prince to speak, and turned his gaze to him in slight surprise: "Then there is the eldest prince Lao." ”

"My second brother just said that it is not difficult to distinguish between villagers and refugees, all you need is a handful of soil." Yuan Nuojing's voice was gentle and good, and even Shui Mo'er couldn't help but look at him more because of his voice.

"A handful of dirt?" Mo Xuan, who was beside Feng Shu'an, couldn't help but speak suspiciously.

"That's right." Yuan Nuojing whispered something to Xiao Si beside him, and then Xiao Si looked at him in surprise, and he nodded affirmatively to Xiao Si. Then Xiao Si grabbed a handful of soil on the side, walked to the porridge pot, and sprinkled it on a large pot of white porridge under the gaze of everyone.

"Yuan Nuojing! You! As soon as Yuan Nuoying spoke, he found that a group of people in front of him were looking at him with strange eyes, so he changed his words curtly, "Big brother ......" Just when he said this, he saw a scene that surprised him, and sprinkled a handful of soil into the porridge pot in that Xiao Si, and everyone in line to get the porridge suddenly exploded the pot, blaming that Xiao Si. It's just that at the same time, some people left the queue in anger, and the originally neat queue suddenly lost one-fifth of the people, and the remaining people, although complaining, were still reluctant to leave the queue.

Everyone suddenly realized that those who left must be nearby villagers.

"Yes, yes, yes! That's right, look, isn't this just a handful of dirt that separates villagers from refugees! How can real refugees care about the little sand in this porridge, for them, being able to eat is the most important thing. Although this practice will damage the reputation of our Prime Minister's Office, in my eyes, the food and clothing of the refugees is the most important thing! As long as I can eat hot porridge for those who really need it, what should I fear if I should bear a small bad reputation! Yuan Nuoying changed his words instantly, and took all the credit for himself without blushing and heartbeat, as if this plan was really his idea. His words, that voice, were so loud that it was difficult for the people around him to hear them clearly. He suddenly became a great benevolent person who was worried about the country and the people, and would rather suffer his own losses than have porridge for the refugees to eat and selfless dedication.

Even Ling Xiang'er, who has always been simple, also saw that he was grabbing credit, but except for the people they thought, they didn't know, they would only publicize how good the second son of the Prime Minister's Mansion was.

"The second son is really resourceful, and with just a little skill, he solved the problem, and he is worthy of being Mr. Zhuge a senior apprentice. Jingqi admires! The female voice as crisp as a silver bell came, and Feng Shu'an and the others couldn't help but look in the direction of the sound.

"See Princess Jingqi!" Yuan Nuo should take everyone to salute, Feng Shu'an and others also saluted when they saw this, it turned out to be a princess.

"Excuse me! Second son, who is this? Yuwen Jingqi looked at Feng Shu'an and asked suspiciously.

"This ......" Yuan Nuoying was also worried, and Fang Cai didn't seem to ask her name?

"The little woman Feng Shu'an, who came to Yuandu with her family for the first time to join relatives and friends. Met the princess. Feng Shu'an saluted without humility or arrogance, without the sincerity and fear of ordinary people when they first saw the royal family.

Yuwen Jingqi nodded slightly, she knew it. didn't pay any attention to Feng Shu'an, just looked at Yuan Nuoying with a happy face: "This princess knows that you are not in the house, and you will definitely be here." Why do you have to do it yourself at all times, the people know your kindness. Would you like to accompany me on a cruise today? Hey? It turns out that the eldest prince is also there. ”

Hearing the princess call herself, Yuan Nuojing's indifferent expression fluctuated slightly, and a trace of loneliness flashed in her beautiful eyes: "Princess." ”

Yuwen Jingqi nodded slightly as a return gift, and then ignored Yuan Nuojing, and left without regard to the etiquette.

Yuan Nuojing looked at the backs of the two of them leaving intimately, exuding a sense of loneliness that was difficult for ordinary people to detect.