At the mouth of the alley, there was no burning breath at all, after walking into the alley, less than a few steps, Fu Yi smelled a charcoal, skin and flesh, the smell of the land being burned, being burned, which made Fu Yi's heart pinch a lot of sweat, so it seems that he did not come to deal with this matter at the first time, but to deal with the case of the prince being robbed, really, it is a bit unworkable.

This alley is not very deep, not very long, and now, with every step, Fu Yi feels that his heart is now tangled. The national capital Fu Yi is based on his own ability, step by step from the county officials to rise, when he was studying, with a loyal conscience for the people and the country, upright, although now because of some things, I have to learn to be tactful in the officialdom, learn to slap the horse, but, Fu Yi firmly believes that his heart has not been worn out by all kinds of officialdom.

It's just that seeing such a scene, Fu Yi still feels that every step he takes is extremely difficult. The smoke of the flames had now been almost cleared, and in the narrow alleys, from time to time there were old people crying for their children, children crying for their fathers, and orphaned children standing in the corners. There are traces of water flowing in the gaps between the bluestones on the ground, and the living people are more or less burned. The Akabane Army, which is guarding the national capital, is maintaining order and cleaning up the scene.

Song Weiyan, who was walking in front of her with melon seeds, walked without squinting, and re-swallowed melon seeds, rolled out melon seed kernels, and spit out melon seed shells.

It's just that Fu Yi has one thing that he can't figure out. The riot did not take place at night and at dawn, and it should not have caused such large casualties, at most the damage to property and houses.

It wasn't until she walked to the old mansion of the Song family that Song Weiyan patted the melon seed shell left on her hand and said, "Lord Fuyi still remembers the Huangmen case during the reign of the first emperor. These people live there are people who survived by luck after the Huangmen case" Speaking of this, Song Weiyan stopped talking.

Fu Yi also didn't follow behind Song Weiyan, and instead did what he should do as the national capital Fu Yi.

The Yellow Gate case, as long as it is an official, knows that this is not a single case, but a series of cases with the same cause. The people who survived this case, only at dawn and at night, were able to go out to do things, do laundry. During the day, I slept for a long time. Long-term hunger and illness have made these people yellow-skinned and frail.

Starvation brought them severe malnutrition—yellow and greenish complexion, yellowish hair, and even hair loss, and their faces were so thin with hunger that their cheekbones spit out and turned hideous. If you can touch their bodies, you can feel their angular bones becoming more and more fragile under the thinning skin.

In the winter, the cold froze their wounds and became sores, itching and excruciating pain. The lack of heating measures is something they can't resist, and the only thing they can do is to hug each other in groups of three or five to keep warm and reduce the appearance of chilblains. It's just that in this way, cross-infection often occurs. And so the disease of one person is transmitted to that person - winter, the time of year when the mortality rate is highest. But, no matter what the season, they are dying step by step.

The most inferior thing in the national capital is what these survivors of the Yellow Gate case do, they cannot intermarry with ordinary people, if they encounter something very special and need them to go out during the day, they have to tie a bronze medal around their necks, and they also ring a gong to tell the common people: The people of the Yellow Gate case go out, please avoid.

The old house of the Song family is now in ruins, and the Daiwa, white walls, and peach branches that Bai Rui liked, are now gone. Song Weiyan stood at the door of the Song family's old mansion, looking at the qiē inside, silent, and two lines of tears slowly flowed down.

Bending down her knees, Song Weiyan knelt in front of the Song family's old house, kowtowed heavily, and said, "Father, forgive Weiyan for being unfilial." ”

On the other side, Bai Rui woke up with a big bag on his head.

There was a person guarding Bai Rui beside him, and when he saw Bai Rui wake up, he asked: "Your Royal Highness the Prince, do you feel hungry in your stomach now, do you want to eat some lotus porridge?" ”

Rubbing his eyes, Bai Rui took a while to see the qiē in front of him. Sitting in front of Bai Rui was an old woman, with a majesty in her gestures, and at a glance she knew that she was in charge of the family.

Bai Rui, who had just woken up, was a little confused, his brain was not yet awake, and there was a big bag on his head, Bai Rui was now in a daze.

Seeing this, the old woman didn't say anything, holding a small bowl with jasper lotus leaves and pinching the edges, waiting for Bai Rui to come to his senses completely. After lying on the bed for a while, Bai Rui finally woke up, and then asked, "What is this place?" ”

"His Royal Highness the Prince, this is the Chen Mansion. The festival made Chen Yu's house. The old woman said, "The old body is Chen Yu's mother." ”

"Chen Yu?" Bai Rui was a little dazed when he heard this unfamiliar name.

"Your Royal Highness the Prince, rest assured, Chen Yu is Guo Lao's protégé, and naturally he also follows Guo Lao and is loyal to His Royal Highness the Prince. Right now, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince can live in the Chen Mansion with peace of mind, don't worry. Mrs. Chen took the jasper lotus leaf pinching the edge bowl, scooped out a small spoonful with a spoon, and prepared to feed Bai Rui lotus porridge, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will eat some porridge first, wait a minute, I will go to Guo Lao's side to discuss things." ”

After hearing the familiar name, Bai Ruian ate quietly, and then, maybe a big bag was hit on his head, Bai Rui now can't remember what he encountered before and what he saw. Forget it, no matter what, it's better to fill your stomach now, and then go to Guo Lao's room to listen for a while, and then you can return to Tianxiang's side.

Bai Rui had a good appetite for dinner today, and only after eating four bowls of lotus porridge did he put down the spoon, and then, comfortably, touched his stomach comfortably, and slowly walked towards Guo Lao's courtyard in the carriage.

Entering the courtyard where Guo Lao lived, this was the first time Bai Rui had seen people who kept saying that they were loyal to him during the day, except for Wen Shaohua and Guo Lao, Bai Rui didn't know anyone else, and among the people Bai Rui knew, Bai Rui was closer to Wen Shaohua, so that when they let Bai Rui sit, Bai Rui sat in the closest place to Wen Shaohua.

Because he is a military general, Wen Shaohua does not participate in the conversation of Guo Lao, so he does the kung fu of guarding and guarding on the roof. This time, it was the same, waiting for Guo Lao to say that when he started, Wen Shaohua flew directly onto the roof to do the vigilance work.

After seeing that everyone was sitting well, Guo Lao invited Bai Rui to the most central position as usual, knelt down, and kowtowed to Bai Rui: "The ministers will see His Royal Highness the Prince." ”