"Miss, the carriage and horses are ready."

Although she is already a princess, Chunxing still calls her Miss, and Meng Combs also thinks that Miss is more pleasing to the ears than the princess.

The ladies in the palace rewarded a lot of things, but Meng Combrow was not interested in those antique calligraphy and paintings at all.

Although these things are precious, each of them has been registered in the palace, and can only be used, not sold, otherwise it will be disrespectful to the mother and the emperor.

Compared to these, Meng combs his eyebrows are more interested in medicinal herbs.

She planned to go to the first floor of the world to see if she could buy rare medicinal herbs, and since she knew that Jing Qicheng was that man, she must detoxify him.

Although they are only a superficial husband and wife, if Jing Qicheng dies, their lives will not be easy.

Qingguo etiquette law is strict, as long as there is an official position, up to what clothes to wear, down to go out to sit in a carriage with a few horses, there are a certain number of servants in the family.

If Meng Combrow travels alone as a princess, he can take a carriage with six horses.

Jing Qicheng's words are eight horses.

No wonder the roads in the capital are so wide, it turns out that these dignitaries and nobles can put on a full stand when they go out.

Meng combed her eyebrows and didn't want to be too ostentatious, so she asked Chun Xing to prepare simply.

She was thinking about what herbs she was going to buy when she got to the first floor of the world, when suddenly the carriage stopped.

It's strange, this is only the time of a stick of incense, even if it is a fast horse, it is impossible to arrive in such a short time.

"Chunxing, what's wrong?"

Chun Xing hurriedly replied, saying that there were many people gathered together to watch the excitement in front of her, and she didn't know what was wrong.

"You go and see what I'm going back to."

After a while, Kung Fu Chun Xing came back, saying that a teenager was selling himself.

Prostitution?

Meng combed his eyebrows and motioned for Chun Xing to help him come down and take a look.

I saw a handsome young man kneeling on the ground, and next to him was a corpse covered with a white cloth.

The boy looked a little thin, with a straw mark stuck in a cloth towel on his head.

His hair was disheveled, his face was not very good, and he looked like he hadn't eaten properly in a long time.

"Who are you?"

Chunxing asked, but the young man was silent.

"Are you deaf?"

The boy raised his head slowly, and there was no anger in his eyes.

"If you can buy it with money, I will take it directly, and if not, I don't want to waste my tongue."

Chun Xing was a little angry, she was still so hard to sell herself, she really didn't know how thick the sky was.

"Miss, let's go."

Although Meng combs her eyebrows and has a light veil on her face, she is the princess in the end, and it is always not good to get together with these people to watch the excitement, what if it is light, how is it good, they didn't bring too many guards when they came out.

The young man is willing to sell himself for three taels of silver, three taels, for an ordinary family in Qingguo has been eating for a year, so although there are many people watching, no one can get the silver.

Meng combs his eyebrows, but he thinks that this young man is very arrogant, and he has not lost his dignity even in the midst of difficulties.

"Who is this person?"

She said, pointing to the corpse next to her.

Seeing that the young man didn't answer, Meng combed his eyebrows and threw down a tael of silver.

"If you answer me, I'll buy you, what?"

The boy raised his head, looked at the girl in front of him, and was stunned for a moment.

She seems to have come out of a painting.

Chun Xing saw that he looked at Meng Comb and didn't take his eyes off for a long time, and hurriedly blocked in front of him, how could he see the young lady of his own family if he wanted to.

The young man lowered his head and said, "I am from Binzhou, and this person is a friend of mine. ”

Binzhou? It seems to be far away from the capital.

There was a great drought in Binzhou, and many people starved to death, so he made an appointment with his friends to go to the capital to find General Kuiwu, starting with the most ordinary soldiers, at least to make a living.

But I didn't expect to know that after arriving in the capital, it turned out that if there was no silver and a way, let alone an ordinary soldier, even if it was just a watchman, it would not be their turn.

His friend even contracted a sudden illness, because he had no money to get medicine, he died in a ruined temple outside the city, and he was still hungry when he died.

The three taels of silver were the best coffins he planned to buy for his friends to bury.

"Sanliang, you are too greedy."

A thin-skinned coffin is only fifty dollars, and only a ash coffin is so expensive.

The boy insisted that since his friend had not had a good day when he was alive, at least after he died, he would do something for his friend.

Chun Xing felt that this person was really stubborn, so she said to Meng Comb Mei that she should not care about this person's affairs.

But Meng combed his eyebrows, but took out a piece of silver from his sleeve and threw it to him.

"You can buy a coffin with this silver, and the rest will be yours."

The young man picked up the silver on the ground and kowtowed three times to Meng with his eyebrows.

She took Chunxing and planned to leave, but she didn't expect the boy to catch up again.

"The money has been given to you, what else do you want to do."

Chun Xing thought to herself, this person is too ignorant of lifting.

But the young man said, "Since you have given me money, then you will be my master henceforth, and where should I find you after I have buried my friend?" ”

"No need, you don't have any value to me, and I don't lack you a little guy."

The boy didn't seem to think of any reason to refute it, and silently lowered his head, as if he had given up.

"Miss, there are many such people in the capital, why do you bother with these idle things?"

I heard that there was a great drought in Henan, and many hungry people fled in the direction of the capital, and there were so many things selling children and daughters that she couldn't control even if she had a heart.

Meng Combrow just felt that this young man was affectionate and righteous, and three taels of silver was an astronomical amount for him, but it was just a gesture for himself.

"Shopkeeper Zhu, dare to ask these medicinal materials, you may find them on the first floor of the world."

Meng combed his eyebrows and took out a piece of paper from his arms, on which were written the names of several medicinal herbs.

Shopkeeper Zhu looked embarrassed.

These herbs are not only precious, but they are also extremely difficult to pick, and it takes chance to find them.

Still, he agreed.

Jing Qicheng instructed that no matter what Meng Combs wanted, Shopkeeper Zhu should go down.

"If there is any news, I will send someone to the palace to inform you."

"Then there is the shopkeeper of Lao."

Meng Combrow picked out something in the first floor of the world, drank a cup of tea, and when she went out, she found the young man standing by her carriage as if waiting for her.

The boy's hands were covered with mud, and there were still some blood stains between his fingers.

Looks like he's buried his friend.

Chun Xing planned to drive him away, but Meng combed her eyebrows and said let him go.

In this way, the young man followed her carriage from the first floor of the world to the palace of King Chen, until he was stopped by the guards at the gate of the mansion.

Meng Combrow never glanced at this young man from beginning to end, only as if he didn't exist.

The young man knelt straight in front of the stone steps of the palace, and the guards could not make up their master's mind, so they did not dare to drive him away at will.

The midday sun was scorching, the stone bricks were hot, and the guards were sweating.

But the boy seemed to be unaware, his cheeks were flushed, his lips were chapped, and blood trickled from the cracks into the stone bricks......