An Ping's eyes were softer, and the smile from the corners of her eyes and eyebrows made her beautiful phoenix eyes shine brightly, like the bright sun in the sky, and no one can match its light. {with}{dream} щ{suimеng][lā}

An Ping was not polite to her, and took the "Phoenix Zhenyu" with his hand, played with it between his fingers, and said with a smile: "Fourth girl Duanmu, you can talk better than my Ah Yan." Hey, this boy is not as good as the girl's intimate little padded jacket. Therefore, she can only retreat and wait for her son to marry the intimate little padded jacket home.

Duanmu Fei didn't dare to take this, and muttered in his heart: In case An Ping went back and casually said to Feng Yanyi, so that Feng Yan misunderstood her behind his back and said his rights and wrongs, so he thought about her again, and came over in the middle of the night to beg for a glass of water or something, she was afraid that she would not be able to eat well and sleep well.

Duanmu smiled more well-behaved, and hurriedly changed the topic, asking Anping to help her pick a silk flower.

As a result, Duanmu Fei's hair has an extra "pink peach".

Duanmu smiled and took out a small piece of broken silver and bought all three silk flowers.

After buying silk flowers, the two of them wandered around in this small market casually, smiling and laughing, and unconsciously, Anping's name for Duanmu Fei became "Scarlet".

The old lady followed behind and watched silently, a little surprised in her heart, she didn't expect Her Royal Highness the eldest princess to be so close to this Duanmu fourth girl.

The two bought some dogwoods and chrysanthemum tea together, and finally smelled the fragrance and came to a pastry stall.

Looking at the fragrant fried cream cake, An Ping smiled: "Scarlet, you give me silk flowers, and I invite you to eat fried cakes." ”

"Thank you, ma'am." It's just a little fried cake, Duanmufei is not polite to Anping, and accepts the other party's kindness with a smile.

The fried cake just out of the pot is golden and delicious, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and the sweet bean paste filling makes people appetite.

Although it is just a small stall on the side of the road, this simple snack is surprisingly well done, and Ah Yan should like it too......

An Ping smiled and praised, "This fried cake is well done", and then instructed the old lady: "Mama Hua, you go and buy a few for Ah Yan to go back." ”

"Yes, ma'am." Mama Hua immediately went back to the pastry stall to buy it.

An Ping said casually: "Scarlet, although my Ah Yan is clumsy, he is the most filial. Every time I go out, I will remember to bring me gifts, this time he came back from Jiangcheng and specially brought me Huimo, Huangshan Maofeng, Xuanbi...... On the contrary, I'm the mother, and I always forget about him. ”

Anping tried his best to hint to Duanmu Fei that he was informal, and he was by no means the kind of troublesome mother-in-law.

In the future, when the little girl marries into their princess's mansion, she must treat her better than her son!

Greeted Anping's boastful look, Duanmu Fei sincerely agreed: "Feng Gongzi is indeed filial. ”

Afraid that he was not sincere enough, Duanmu Fei added: "In the future, I will also learn to be better to my sister!" ”

Very good! An Ping smiled with satisfaction, and decided that when he returned home, he must quietly find his son to show off, and by the way, he would also invite a merit.

The two looked at each other and smiled, and An Ping was about to say something more, when a little beggar in rags of five or six years old walked over timidly.

"Husband ......"

Before she could spit out a word, she was interrupted by Mama Hua, who had come back from buying fried cakes, and simply dismissed the beggar.

An Ping frowned, his eyes slightly dull.

She comes here every year, and this year's beggars are very special, and you can see beggars kneeling or stretching out their hands everywhere, with yellow faces and thin muscles, and unkempt hair...... And it seems to be a lot more than it was just now.

An Ping pondered for a moment, although it was a pity, but he still said: "Fei'er, it's not early, I'll send you home." ”

Duanmu Fei happily agreed.

An Ping's smile suddenly became clearer, how many people in the capital avoided her princess's mansion, but this little girl didn't care, and was willing to take her own carriage back.

An Ping's heart was overjoyed, and he secretly said: Son, my mother has taken the first step to please your daughter-in-law, and your daughter-in-law does not dislike our family!

The two of them walked out of the market and walked towards the black-painted two-horse carriage of the princess's mansion.

"Madame, girl, all right."

"This kind-hearted lady, the little one hasn't eaten for three days, and if you appreciate the small food, you should make a merit."

“……”

Along the way, those beggars came in twos and threes, but they were all stopped by the old lady and the cicada, and they didn't give them a chance to get close to the master.

As she walked, the old lady looked around for half a circle, and said to An Ping in a low voice: "Madam, there are a lot more people begging here than in previous years......

Duanmu Fei also felt so, his delicate brows furrowed, and said, "I listen to their accents, it doesn't seem to be from this part of the capital." ”

"Ah Yan mentioned it to me a few days ago," Anping thought of something, and his voice was slightly deep, "Recently, several groups of displaced people from Zhongzhou and Huaibei have come to the capital one after another, and I am afraid that the capital will not be peaceful......"

As her voice dimmed, the sun in the sky was obscured by a thick cloud, and the air seemed to get cold all of a sudden.

An Ping suddenly stopped and asked, "Fei'er, is there someone in the Duanmu family who works in Ru County, Zhongzhou?" She didn't expect Duanmu Fei to answer, her eyes flashed in the direction of the imperial city, as if she said to herself, "Since ancient times, the king's heart is unpredictable, and the holy will is difficult to violate. ”

Duanmu Fei also stopped, raised his eyes to look at the bright sun in the sky that was faintly peeking out from behind the clouds, thoughtfully.

Anping said it implicitly, but Duanmufei immediately understood that so many displaced people came to the capital one after another, and in the eyes of the emperor, it first represented that the local government of the displaced people's hometown was ineffective in disaster relief, which caused these hungry people to leave their hometowns and go into exile in large numbers.

Once the displaced people make trouble in the area of the capital, the local officials of the displaced people's hometowns will bear heavy penalties first; Even if Jingzhao Mansion provides proper relief and settles the displaced people, those local officials will not be able to escape the reputation of having no way to govern, which is disliked by the emperor, and the future career is hopeless.

Further down, since ancient times, the displaced people who fled have been a major problem for the local government, and if they are not handled properly, it is easy to cause turmoil.

Duanmu blinked his big black and white eyes, and sighed with his hand: "I hope that natural disasters will not evolve into '**'." ”

An Ping saw that Duanmu Fei understood what he meant, and gently looked down at the round mustache on the top of her jet-black hair and the big eyes that seemed to be able to speak, and suddenly felt in his heart that his son had really picked up a treasure.

This little girl is really smart and interesting, and she is really a good match for Ah Yan!

Such a good little girl is worth Ah Yan's time to quietly guard and wait......

An Ping thought, and a soft smile appeared at the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.

Between the words, the two walked to the double carriage, and the old lady first helped An Ping to step on a small pestle and get into the carriage.

"Girl......"

Bi Chan was about to help Duanmu Fei get into the car, when he heard the squeaking sound of a sedan chair shaking not far behind, followed by a girl's pitiful pleading: "This sister, please do well, just give me a steamed bun!" ”

The sedan chair seemed to stop, and a girl's soft voice came from inside: "Chunxiang, I have a few pieces of Chongyang cake here, you can hand them to this little sister......"

"Thank you kind girl, good people have good rewards!" The girl cried out in delight.

Duanmufei frowned, put down the skirt she had just lifted, and turned her head to look over.

Six or seven zhang away, there is a small sedan chair with two people carrying a green curtain, and a slender hand stretches out from the sedan chair, holding an oiled paper bag between his fingers......

The thin girl jumped over like a young beast, snatched the oil-paper bag from the girl's hand almost fiercely, and then ran away with the oil-paper bag in her arms, as if afraid of being snatched away.

"Sister, give me something to eat too." Then another boy threw himself on the side of the palanquin and pleaded.

In the next moment, most of the other beggars around them noticed the movement here, and looked towards the small sedan chair with blue curtains, and their originally empty and dull eyes instantly ignited clusters of flames, as if they saw hope all of a sudden.

"Sister, my brother and I have been eating for days......"

"Girl, it's okay!"

“……”

More and more beggars ran towards the sedan chair one after another, scrambling to be the first, and their mouths were full of words.

For these homeless people who were forced to die of hunger, food was their greatest need, the best temptation, and one by one they rushed over like sharks smelling blood, and cast their eyes on the girl in the sedan chair with longing and pleading.

The girl watched the curtains on both sides of the sedan chair being lifted from the outside, and the hungry eyes looked at her in a daze, and she felt weak in her heart.

She stretched out her left hand and tried to pull down the curtain, and said in a panic, "I only have those few pieces of chongyang cake...... Haruka, ...... quickly" She wanted to tell the maid to let the sedan chair man get up, but she was interrupted before she finished speaking.

"Please, girl, we're starving!" A seven or eight-year-old boy shouted excitedly with one hand on the window, and as he spoke, his eyes fell on the half of the pastry in the girl's right hand, and his eyes lit up, "Girl, you have already taken a few bites of that pastry anyway, why don't you reward it to me!" ”

The skinny boy eagerly reached out and grabbed the pastry in the girl's hand......

As soon as they heard the word "pastry", the other homeless people instantly became agitated, and the food that seemed to be at their fingertips made them lose control one by one.

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On the 17th.

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