Chapter 12: Nursery Rhymes
"Come on, drag Mama Yun down for me, scold me with a cane, pull out her tongue, and throw me to a mass grave!"
Mama Yun, who was standing in place, was also stunned and looked at the princess in disbelief.
No matter how you say it, she is also an old man in the house, how can she kill if she says kill? Fifty sticks down, can you still keep your life?
"Princess...... The princess spared her life...... "Mama Yun was also scared, but she didn't expect that little girl, who didn't look special, could speak so well in front of the princess, "The old slave knows that he is wrong, and the old slave doesn't dare." ”
Yu Liman, who has been holding back for more than half a month, how could she let her go so easily? Without saying a word, let people drag Mama Yun away.
Mama Yun's cries became smaller and smaller, and gradually disappeared, and Yu Liman also breathed a sigh of relief.
"Princess, don't worry, now, punishing Mama Yun is tantamount to telling everyone that your Princess Qi is not easy to mess with, so they naturally respect you and are afraid of you."
Fu Hui bowed and bowed respectfully.
Mama Qiao looked at Fuhui dumbfounded, as if she couldn't believe that the little girl she picked up had such a talent.
But the princess was still worried, her face was full of bitterness, "Now that the prince is still in prison, how can I rest assured?" ”
After pondering for a moment, Fu Hui's eyes rolled, and a flash of inspiration appeared, "Princess, Fu Hui has a plan to save the prince from fire and water, I don't know if the princess is willing to give it a try?" ”
The princess's eyes lit up suddenly......
The next day, the sun was rising, and the morning sun rendered half of the sky, a piece of red, which was very beautiful.
Fuhui took Mama Qiao's hand and walked down the street with Mama Qiao with a smile.
The two of them talked and laughed and came to an alley, where there were a few dirty little beggars, ragged and foul-smelling.
"Fuhui, are you sure...... Are these people the ones who are? ”
Qiao Mama looked at these little beggars in disbelief, this is the person who Fuhui said to save lives?
"Nature."
As she spoke, Fu Hui walked over to a little beggar covered in sores, and she squatted down to be level with the little beggar.
The little beggar raised his dirty little face and looked at the white little girl in front of him strangely, a little curious about what Fuhui wanted to do.
"Little brother, are you hungry?"
The little beggar nodded, his eager eyes glinting, and he looked at Fuhui with a blank eye.
Poor Baba look, looking at Fuhui felt uncomfortable, thinking that she was almost thrown on the side of the road as a beggar by Ya Po before, perhaps, if she hadn't met the kind-hearted Princess Qi, she would have become one of these little beggars.
Fu Hui's hand shook behind his back, and he took out some white-flour steamed buns like a trick, and suddenly, all the little beggars swarmed around.
"Quiet!" Fu Hui shouted.
All the little beggars stood timidly in place, looking at the white-flour steamed buns in Fuhui's hand, and swallowed their saliva.
"If you want to eat steamed buns, it's not impossible, I'll teach you to sing a nursery rhyme, and if you learn it, I'll give it to you."
Mama Qiao on the side looked at Fuhui inexplicably, could it be that the method Fuhui said in her mouth was to teach these little beggars to sing nursery rhymes?
Before Mama Qiao could react, Fuhui's crisp voice had already sounded-
"King Xiao, what a beam. Open the waiting household, according to the waiting bed. Drink Hou wine, spit Hou syrup. Eat Hou rice, think it is food. Zhang picks the bow, shoots the prince, is ambitious, and the princes have nowhere to talk about desolation. ”
Word by word, it clearly fell into Mama Qiao's ears, Mama Qiao hurriedly covered Fuhui's mouth and scolded sharply, "You don't want to die!" Do you know what you're talking about? ”
Fuhui struggled desperately, and finally broke free, "Mother, don't be in a hurry to stop me first, don't look at this rebellious, but this can save King Qi's life!" ”
"King Xiao, what a ...... of it"
A few of the little beggars had begun to mumble aloud. A smile crept up on Fu Hui's little face.
"Whoever learns first will be able to eat these steamed buns!"
These little beggars were encouraged to eat, and they immediately became interested, and they learned so quickly that in less than a quarter of an hour, several little beggars were already ripe.
Fuhui nodded with satisfaction, and the white-flour steamed buns in her hand were also divided.
"It's a good job, you sing every day in the future, and I come to give you steamed buns every day, but there is one thing you have to keep secret, when others ask, you can't say that I taught it, you know?"
The little beggars gobbled up steamed buns, nodding their heads, and when they had food, they didn't have to sleep in the open, what was it to sing a children's song?
On the way home, Mama Qiao looked at Fuhui with brisk steps worriedly, and sighed, "Fuhui, do you know what big mistake you made today!" ”
Fu Hui's footsteps paused slightly, raised his head, and looked up at Mama Qiao with a little face.
"Mother, the songs sung by these children will definitely be widely sung, and when the emperor hears these words, can he still kill His Royal Highness King Qi indifferently?"
Yes, everyone in the world knows that King Qi has no desires and no desires, just to be a free prince, but he didn't expect to be arrested and put in prison like this.
Since the emperor can rely on the trust of the people to get through it safely, now that the people have complaints, the emperor must not sit idly by.
At this moment, Mama Qiao, an old woman who has lived for more than 40 years, couldn't help but be impressed by Fuhui, but she didn't expect that Fuhui had already thought so far at a young age.
"Let's go, good boy." Qiao Mama smiled, took Fuhui's little hand, and entered the palace.
In just three days, this smooth nursery rhyme has spread all over the streets and alleys, those little beggars hold white-flour steamed buns in their hands every day, humming nursery rhymes in their mouths, causing many children to follow suit, and it didn't take long for the news to reach the palace......
"Your Majesty......" Manager Gao held the dust whisk in his hand, his face hesitated, and he seemed to be struggling whether to speak.
"Say it." The Emperor coughed twice and stopped the wolf who was correcting the recital.
"There is now a rumor among the people...... Your Majesty, in order to consolidate the throne, you did not hesitate to kill your compatriots, and you ......"
Hearing this, the emperor's body trembled, and he looked at Chief Gao, "What else?" ”
"I also made up a nursery rhyme, satirizing, satirizing the emperor's ......"
The emperor's breathing was suddenly short, and he slapped the wolf in his hand on the desk, only to hear the sound of a card erase, the pen barrel suddenly cracked in half, and the head manager was so frightened that he knelt on the ground.
"What nursery rhyme?"
Mr. Gao trembled and retold the nursery rhyme, and the emperor was immediately angry.
"These ...... These Diao people! ”
He gasped for breath, his face was pale, which startled Mr. Gao, and hurriedly supported the crumbling emperor.
"Your Majesty! What's wrong with you? The Imperial Doctor has said that you must not be angry! ”
But the emperor only felt that his eyes were full of gold stars, and he was dizzy, and after a while, he fell to the ground with a bang.