On the eighth day of the lunar month, Qin Jing Su Zijin and his entourage finally handled the affairs of Yanzhou clearly, and returned to Beijing quickly, the cold and wind and snow along the way did not stop everyone from returning to Beijing.

"Yo, who is this so pompous? It seems that we are not in Kyoto these days, Kyoto is a lot more lively. ”

Through Hou Yi's incident, Xi Yan learned the skills of yin and yang without a teacher, and everyone was not surprised. Fortunately, at this time, they had arrived at the gate of Kyoto City, and everyone was not in a hurry to enter the city, so they simply saw how sacred the excitement of this city gate was.

The people who blocked the city gate to watch the excitement gradually poured out from the city gate, everyone knew that the main master was coming out, and looked intently, only to see a luxury carriage driving out of the city gate, and the double carriage frame that ranked first made Qin Jing's face dark, and the yin and yang weird face of Xiyan next to him instantly converged.

Su Zijin looked at Qin Jing inexplicably, "Know?" ”

Qin Jing took a deep breath, "It's the frame of the second princess." ”

Su Zijin suddenly thought that at the last palace banquet, he embarrassed his own person in public.

Su Zijin's eyes swept from the frame to both sides of the road, and the crowd of onlookers couldn't help but say, "The hobby of the second princess is quite special." ”

"Stop."

At this time, the frame of the second princess stopped in the open space at the gate of the city, and on the carriages one by one, several Kyoto nobles walked down one after another, and Su Zijin was surprised to find that there were still two acquaintances.

With a proud expression on their faces, the nobles got off the carriage and gathered around the frame of the second princess, and the second princess came out of the carriage, stood high on the frame, and flicked her sleeves, "Set up a fire." ”

The servants instantly took down the big iron pot and iron frame from the carriage behind the noble lady's carriage, and skillfully set up the cauldron. On the side of the open space at the gate of the city, there was already a woodcutter waiting with firewood, and when he saw that the calamity had been settled, he rushed over and brought the firewood he had brought, and then took a small piece of broken silver from the steward.

Judging by this proficiency, this soup kitchen activity should not be the first time.

Ordinary firewood, once the firewood is at most a dozen mosquitoes, at this time, everyone got a grain of silver, everyone smiled, and kept bending down in the direction of the second princess and other nobles.

The women stood nobly behind the soup kitchen stand and accepted everyone's gratitude.

The firewood was abundant, and the water in the cauldron boiled after a while, and the steward led people to put bags of rice into the pot, colorful rice and beans, and even rare white sugar, which made the onlookers excited again. Fortunately, the steward's strength made the people present line up, and whoever grabbed the queue did not get it. After a while, the chaotic people on the field lined up in front of the big iron pots.

"Hey, yes, that's it. Don't worry, since Her Royal Highness the Second Princess and all the noble ladies have come to give porridge, you will all be able to receive it, so you don't have to squeeze forward, and you can't say that the porridge you get later is more delicious? ”

The people carried the pots or pots at home one by one, and responded to the steward lively, "My lord, where will this porridge with white sugar be delicious?" Just that sweetness is sweet! Our princess is really kind-hearted, this winter, we have to give porridge every once in a while, otherwise, we will not survive this winter. O good princess! ”

The steward waved his hand reservedly with a smile on his face, "Hey, our second princess is the eldest among the princes and princesses. Naturally, you have to set an example. There are also the noble daughters of the Jia Guogong family, the young lady of the Xue Butang family, the daughters of Zhao Shilang and Liu Yushi's family, all of whom are enthusiastic, and this firewood rice candy is prepared by them. Especially this white sugar, such a precious thing, the second princess and Miss Xue also wasted a lot of effort to purchase more from the Jiangnan merchants, so that the people can also taste this sweetness. ”

"The second princess is kind-hearted, Miss Xue is a good person!"

Everyone said this, and good words rose and fell like no money, which made the faces of many noble ladies behind the porridge rack show satisfied expressions.

Su Zijin and Qin Jing and his entourage, as early as when the crowd poured out of the city gate, they hid aside, and the people in the province were misunderstood by the people who were rushing to line up, and at this time, they watched from a distance that the nobles were thanked by the people.

Xi Yan's expression was the most obvious, he looked at this scene indescribably, and said with some difficulty, "I don't know who came up with the bad idea." ”

Every winter, well-meaning people in Kyoto give porridge. After all, the bad weather lacks the material conditions, and for ordinary people, winter is a season that will not survive if they are not careful.

However, in the past, most of the soup kitchens were scattered in the southern city, and everyone had a tacit understanding to separate them from a distance to provide as many people as possible to receive.

Every year in Laba, people in the palace will give porridge at the gate of the city, which is also an old tradition. However, in previous years, it was the stewards and eunuchs or grandmothers in the palace who came forward, and when they caught up with which noble lady wanted to pray for blessings or show performance, they would also volunteer, and they would also add a little bit of their own mind to the usual routine, or a few more mouthfuls of porridge, or prepare more food. But this is the first time that the nobles in the boudoir have come forward to receive an errand, and they have added sugar to the porridge generously.

Xiyan only felt that his teeth hurt, and the nobles presided over the matter of Laba porridge, and they really didn't know that firewood and rice were expensive. He is a little distressed about who will take over the matter of Laba soup porridge next year, this year the nobles have added sugar, if anyone takes the sugar next year, or if it is not enough, it will definitely be in Kyoto, making people talk about it for a whole year.

It was supposed to do a good deed, but it didn't achieve the desired effect.

Xi Yan can already imagine that when the news of this laba porridge and sugar reaches the ears of the nobles in Kyoto, how many people will secretly scold the second princess and these "wealthy" noblewomen.

"Let's go."

The crowd lined up, the congestion at the city gate disappeared, and the crowd could go into the city.

After watching the farce of adding sugar, Qin Jing spoke lightly, and everyone followed the horses, preparing to return to Beijing.

After all, they were tired all the way, and they had long wanted to hurry back to Beijing to rest.

"Fourth prince, princess, please come over and drink a bowl of laba porridge together."

The steward, who was still presiding over the overall situation just now, walked under Qin Jingma at some point and opened his mouth to invite.

Qin Jing listened, looked up at the second princess who was looking this way, and Su Zijin also looked over, not only the second princess, Jia Wenxin, Xue Baozhu, but also the daughters of the two squires and imperial historians, all looking this way.

Jia Wenxin saw Su Zijin looking in his direction, and unnaturally avoided his gaze.

Su Zijin didn't care, she just wanted to go home and rest at the moment. I didn't feel it on the road, but I couldn't get in when I got to the door, if it weren't for the fact that there were so many people, she almost couldn't control her temper just now. After running around for more than two months, I didn't feel it outside, but the last step near the door was blocked, and the anger in Su Zijin's heart surged out uncontrollably. She didn't want to care about the second princess's porridge, or Jia Wenxin was with Xue Baozhu again, she just wanted to take a hot bath at the moment and sleep for a day and a night.