He Mian'er heard what the coachman said, and immediately lifted the curtain and looked out.

At this time, it was the sunset, and at the end of summer, at noon, the sun was extremely hot, and she only opened the window slightly, and felt the heat rushing towards her.

He Mian'er squinted slightly, and saw that countless homeless people outside were gathering together, some were lying down, some were squatting, and they didn't know what they were doing.

He Mian'er is really puzzled, after all, in recent months, it is not that he has not heard of the war and chaos, has not seen the rise of war, or has not heard of the famine, where can there be so many displaced people not far from Beijing?

Why haven't the ministers of the DPRK and the Central Committee heard of anyone playing?

"I'll go down and have a look." Eiko was in a hurry, and immediately got out of the carriage and went to inquire. After all, this time the senior brother specially told him that everything must rush to the front, and the eldest princess cannot be allowed to do it by a weak woman.

He Mian'er shook her head decisively and said, "No." "There are so many homeless people outside, although she has martial arts, but she still can't go down.

Seeing this, Feng Xianchuan shook his fan and said, "It's better for the master to go down." After that, there was no other word, and he had already turned over and got out of the carriage.

He Mian'er stared at Feng Xianchuan a little nervously, for fear that something would happen to him. I saw that Feng Xianchuan walked into the crowd and was talking to everyone seriously.

After a while, he turned around and praised He Mian'er's carriage, and then walked in again.

When He Mian'er saw his gesture, she felt a little relieved, and immediately lowered the curtain and asked, "Where do you think this homeless person came from?" ”

This question naturally stumped the people present.

Shen Ji thought a little and said: "In summer, there is a lot of rain. But this year's rain will not be a disaster, and Shen Ji really can't think of it. ”

After all, this place is very close to Beijing, and if there is more rain than usual, the people of Beijing will be able to detect it.

He Mian'er knew that if it was a question that even Shen Ji couldn't think of, it would indeed be more difficult.

A few people can only wait for the wind to come back and tell a story or two. But left and right, but they never waited for the people to come back.

He Mian'er felt a little strange in her heart, couldn't it be that Feng Xianchuan could talk to everyone well, and he wouldn't remember coming back for a while?

At that moment, I lifted the curtain again, and looked out, only to see the vast sea of people, all of whom were homeless people walking back and forth, but where was there still the figure of the wind and leisure.

He Mian'er felt bad in her heart, but she didn't dare to think about it anymore, she stared carefully outside, and asked the coachman: "But can you see the figure of Feng Gongzi?" ”

The coachman shook his head, and only said in a rough voice: "It seems that after entering the crowd, I didn't see Feng Gongzi again." ”

He Mian'er's heart sank, and she only felt that it was unfavorable for her teacher, but she had to forcibly stabilize her mind and look out carefully, waiting for the wind to come back.

But it was waiting left and right, waiting for almost half an hour, but there was no one waiting.

The anxiety in He Mian'er's heart is getting more and more serious. Na Yingzi couldn't sit still, and said immediately: "Don't wait, the one who should come back must have come back a long time ago." Let me take a look. ”

After all, it looks like he is about to get out of the car.

On the one hand, He Mian'er trusted Yingzi's martial arts very much, but on the other hand, she was also worried that she would suffer the same thing as Feng Xianchuan, and for a while, she was a little hesitant.

"Miss Yingzi, don't be impatient, Shen Jiguan is outside, there are probably some things we don't know, and getting out of the car rashly will inevitably be dangerous." Shen Ji analyzed slowly, and his words were quite calm. vp

"Why don't we retreat for the time being, replenish our strength, and wait until the sun goes down, and then come back to blend in with the crowd and find out."

Shen Ji's words were in line with He Mian'er's intentions, and he nodded and said, "What Mr. Shen said is reasonable."

The group turned the car around and retreated.

He Mian'er was even more surprised in her heart, this place was only half a day's journey from Beijing, why there were so many displaced people, and what happened, no one reported to the imperial court.

What's more, the inexplicable disappearance of Feng Xianchuan also reveals a trace of unusualness.

She thought about it, but she didn't have a clue. I had to follow what Shen Ji said, and then go to explore the way when it was dusk.

The group ate some snacks on the field by the roadside, and kept their hunger for the time being. It wasn't until dusk that the coachman and Caifeng were left here, and the other three went to the homeless people.

In order to be afraid that others would recognize them, He Mian'er and Yingzi were all wearing tattered clothes.

This raged garment was made improvisely. Yingzi took a sword to cut out a few holes, Shen Ji took it and rolled on the ground a few times, and even more, in order to be like the homeless, several people painted a lot of mud on their faces, looking disgraced.

He messed up his hair, like an unkempt beggar.

He Mian'er looked at Shen Ji and seemed to be frowning, but she didn't say a word. I feel relieved at the moment.

Several people saw that the sky was getting darker and darker, but the homeless people were consciously standing on both sides of the road, if it weren't for the occasional person talking, He Mian'er seriously suspected that the people who passed by in a hurry must not be able to see so many people in the dark.

He Mian'er and the others quietly slipped into the crowd and lay on the ground with everyone to rest.

Na Yingzi was worried about He Mian'er's safety, and pinched her from time to time to make sure she was still by her side. After all, there's something weird about it.

This night, the wind and waves were calm, but a few people did not dare to sleep.

When it was dawn, I saw a few strong men dressed in black, holding a whip and throwing it on the ground.

The rest of the people stood up obediently, and they heard the strong man scolding: "It is better for a group of people who eat white rice to die." ”

is scolding, that is, leading everyone to not know where to go.

He Mian'er and the three of them also followed the crowd, holding hands, for fear that they would lose it. After a few people walked for a long time, they saw a group of people who were pressed by the black, and everyone was holding their hands, some holding leaves, waiting for the soup kitchen in front of them.

He Mian'er confirmed in her heart that she could make such a big move, and it must have been done by the people in the official mansion.

At that moment, he took advantage of the fact that everyone was not paying attention, and walked to the edge of the crowd, seeing that the young man was already hungry and skinny, but his eyes were still bright, and he was not as indifferent as ordinary homeless people.

There is no porridge that squeezes to the front to ask for almsgiving.

"Brother Tai, what is going on here? Why are there so many displaced people? Shen Ji stepped forward and bowed and whispered.

The man glanced at Shen Ji, then at the person beside him, but instead took a few steps backwards and walked to a vacant place where no one was around.

He Mian'er and the others hurriedly followed, only to see that the man said calmly: "I heard that last night, it seems that a son from Beijing was arrested, isn't it related to you?" ”

He Mian'er was overjoyed and hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, it is our accomplice, I wonder if Your Excellency can know where that person was arrested?" ”