The prince of the Long Dynasty has no title and enjoys the treatment of a prince. The emperor loved his only son very much, and after he ascended the throne, he specifically ordered that his only son should enjoy the treatment of a prince.
But when Fuyi got into Sui Tingheng's carriage, he found that the carriage was of the prince's specifications in every aspect. It did not have the golden dragon decorations exclusive to the prince and the emperor. It was not even as gorgeous as Prince Ning's carriage back then. .
Listening to the conversation between the prince and her eldest brother, she leaned against the carriage wall with her eyes closed to relax. As the carriage passed through the noisy streets, Fu Yi smelled the aroma of food.
“Can the people in Chongzhou speak Mandarin?”
“Back to Your Highness, the mountains in Chongzhou are high and the roads are far away. Not only do the people in Chongzhou not speak Mandarin, but even villages dozens of miles apart can’t speak Mandarin. The accents are also different." Yun Zhaobai cupped his hands and said, "Fortunately, the local people are loyal and patriotic. After my father came to Chongzhou to take office, the people treated us very warmly, and we gradually got along well with the local people."
"Back then, my sister-in-law was seriously injured and was rescued by the common people. Due to the high mountains and dangerous roads and the language barrier, it took us a year and a half to get news about her." Recalling those days, Yun Zhaobai couldn't help but look at Fuyi frequently and saw her. You can feel at ease when it's right in front of you.
Sui Tingheng also looked at her: "During that time, Miss Yun...was it hard?"
Fuyi opened her eyes and saw the prince and her brother looking at her. She adjusted Sitting in a good posture makes me look more dignified: "In fact, I haven't had too many hard times. I have lived in the village for less than half a year. , I can barely understand what they say, but the people in the village have never been out of the mountains, let alone the way to the city. I have an injury on my leg and can’t walk long distances..."
Before the age of fifteen, Yun Fuyi was fearless. After falling off a cliff, she finally learned to be honest.
The road out of the village is on a cliff, only two palms wide. She mustered up the courage to climb up several times. In the end, the villagers scolded her and took her back to the village with her legs weak from fear.
Now that she recalled that road, she still felt a little weak in her legs.
“The folks are very good at scolding, and I don’t dare to say anything back.” A dandy like Fuyi, who grew up in the capital, has never seen the scolding battles between several families in the village. He could scold me from morning till night, and then continue to scold me after a nap. I would scold him while farming across the hill.
Compared with the ability of the villagers to curse, what she did to Li Erlang was simply weak.
"How did you reunite with your family later?"
Fuyi raised his head and met the prince's eyes. The prince tilted his head slightly and lowered his eyelids to avert her gaze.
Fuyi snickered in his heart, it turned out that the prince who had restrained himself and returned to etiquette was also curious.
"Neither people nor letters can leave the mountain. I originally planned to heal the old wounds and find a solution. But the heavy rains continued the next summer, and the food in the fields was already moldy before it could grow. Flash floods Many more houses were knocked down." Fu Yi smiled and sighed: "No. I can’t just watch them starve to death. There are still many children in the village.”
For mountain residents in such a remote place who have no registered residence, even if they encounter a natural disaster, the local government may not be able to do so. They don’t know, and even if they know, they may not be willing to take care of it.
"My daughter was thinking that although my father was demoted to Chongzhou as governor by the late emperor, he was still a local official, so reporting his name might be of some use." Fu Yi no longer remembers that she was a governor at that time. Why did she follow a few villagers and climb the steep mountain road little by little along the mountain wall? She doesn’t remember how long she climbed. She only remembers that the mountain wind was so strong that it blew away her tears.
“None of the five of us knew the way, so we had to ask while walking. Everyone was shouting that they were tired on the front legs, and there were a few wild dogs chasing after us on the back legs. Each of us ran faster than the other.”
Fortunately, she spent the whole day catching chickens and chasing ducks in the village, so she didn't get caught by the dog.
Recalling how embarrassed he was when being chased by dogs and howling indiscriminately, Fuyi couldn't help laughing out loud: "If it weren't for those wild dogs, I don't know that I would be able to run so fast in my life. "
Looking up, he saw that his brother and the prince were both silent. Fuyi rubbed his sore face and said, "Although it was a bit difficult at the time, we were lucky and found it successfully in the end. On the way to the city, my father's name is also very useful. The local county government not only allocated new land to the village, but also helped everyone build new houses. In the future, we will not have to climb cliffs when entering the city, and there will be no need for natural disasters. "I'll carry it with my life."
Yun Zhaobai looked at his sister who was smiling heartlessly, feeling depressed and miserable. He opened his mouth to speak only to find that his throat was uncomfortable.
“His Royal Highness just now asked my daughter if she was suffering. In fact, what she wanted to say was that the people in the village have lived in the mountains for generations and have never seen the world outside. My daughter’s life is well-fed and well-clothed, so it can’t be called suffering. "Fuyi looked at Sui Tingheng: "Your Majesty and His Highness will make their lives better and better, right?"
Yun Zhaobai didn't expect his sister to say such bold words, so he quickly stood up and bowed to Sui Tingheng to apologize: "My sister made a mistake for a moment, please forgive me for being lax in discipline."
"Don't worry, Miss Yun said That's right." Sui Tingheng reached out to stop him. Yun Zhaobai was about to kneel down. He looked back at Fuyi: "As a king, you should save the people first. You care about the people more than the mountains. I understand your intentions."
He did not say any grandiose words, nor did he have any It was a long speech, but Fuyi saw seriousness and solemnity in his eyes.
This is the first time she has taken a good look at the prince. Since returning to the capital, she has heard too many praises about him, but they are just empty words one after another, unable to enter. Her eyes could not enter her heart.
Until this moment, he finally "lived" in her eyes, instead of being perfect like a jade statue on a high platform.
"I would like to send my regards to Your Highness. May you be safe, Your Highness." Liu Xiaopang, Wang Yanhe and others saw the prince's carriage from a long way away. They arranged their clothes carefully and waited to show their faces in front of the prince.
Finally waiting for the carriage to approach, they hurriedly greeted it.
"Little Fatty Liu." Unexpectedly, when the car curtains were raised, they saw a face they didn't want to see.
"Yun Fuyi, why is it you?" Liu Xiaopang looked at the person lying on the window in horror. How could Yun Fuyi appear in the prince's carriage? !
"Good brother, why don't you say hello to your sister when you see her?" Fuyi smiled and tilted his head: "We haven't seen you for a few days, so you have forgotten all the rules and etiquette?"
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Wang Yanhe and Chen Yuanzhi, who were following Liu Xiaopang, took two steps back together. The big black dog they were holding also tucked its tail between its legs and tried its best to hide between them. "You, don't think that I will be afraid of you. I have a lot of people with me today. I..." Liu Xiaopang looked behind him and saw that all the brothers he was friends with were two feet away from him. When they saw him looking over, they all lowered their heads. , dare not look at him.
At this moment, his heart felt colder than the ice and snow in winter. He turned his head back bit by bit and bravely looked into Fu Yi's teasing eyes: "You are so brave that you can't even Dare you occupy the prince’s carriage?”
Fuyi: “…”
Again, she is a playboy, not a fool.
"No, don't you mean that you are so hated that you were hunted down by someone overnight and you are hiding in Jingzhao Mansion and dare not come out?" Liu Xiaopang looked at Fuyi suspiciously, and she didn't look like she was frightened.
“Do you believe the rumors?” Fu Yi rolled his eyes: “If you want to watch the excitement, you should go to the gate of Prince Ning’s Mansion.”
How can others miss Prince Ning’s excitement? ?
There was a slight cough from the carriage, and Mo Wen, who had been standing silently, walked up to Liu Xiaopang and said, "Prince Liu, Lord Yun is frightened. His Highness wants to send Lord Yun back to his residence to rest. If you want Reminiscing about old times, please wait for another day.”
Your Highness is in the carriage?
Liu Xiaopang nodded in a daze, and after the carriage had gone away, he patted his thigh and shouted: "It's too bad, she was allowed to hold His Highness' lap first!"
"Yun Fuyi made the contribution to the rescue. That matter didn't reach your ears ?" Wang Yanhe bumped Liu Xiaopang with his elbow and said earnestly: "Your Majesty, listen to my advice and don't get into trouble with Yun Fuyi in the future."
How have you ever succeeded in this? Cheap?
“Don’t say such words to me that make others prestige and destroy your ambition.” Liu Xiaopang clenched his fist: “Sooner or later, I will take back all the humiliation I have suffered over the years.”
Wang Yanhe: "..."
It's indeed very ambitious, but it's a pity that you said the same thing three years ago.
Three years and three years, three years is a lot.
After Liu Xiaopang said the harsh words, he turned around and ran towards Prince Ning's Mansion: "Forget it, let's go to Prince Ning's Mansion first to see what's going on."
The carriage stopped at the entrance of Yun Mansion. , Fuyi stepped out of the carriage on the footstool, and the curtain of the carriage was lowered behind him.
“Miss Yun.”
Fuyi stopped and looked at the carriage. She could not see the prince's face clearly through a curtain.
"Please take care of yourself and see you again next time"
"Thank you, Your Highness, for sending me and my brother home. Please walk slowly." You brushed your clothes and knelt down to salute. When you raised your head, the carriage was already approaching slowly. Okay, the blurry figure in the carriage is still sitting upright.
"So sleepy." Fuyi fell on Xia Yu who was standing at the door to pick her up: "Don't call me for lunch, I want to sleep."
Gong just woke up at noon. The reward here has come down.
The emperor rewarded her with a word of praise. Compared with the gold, silver, jade, and tonics that the queen gave her, the emperor's reward was really shabby.
"The emperor's words..." Fu Yi stared at the words for less than half the time of burning the incense: "It's like the strong wind in June and the falling leaves in the winter moon. It can be said that you can open and close as you please."
Yun Wanggui, who hurried back from the Ministry of Household Affairs, knew what she wanted to say and coughed dryly: "Your Majesty lost his mother when he was born. The late emperor listened to the treacherous slander and thought that your Majesty suppressed his father and mother and raised him outside the palace, so His Majesty read it when he was a child There are not many books.”
“His Majesty likes to reward ministers with his handwriting during festivals. He seems to be very confident in his calligraphy.” Yun Zhaobai added: “Who doesn’t have a few sets of His Majesty’s paintings at home? I am embarrassed to say that I am favored by His Majesty."
"Hmm..." Fuyi touched his chin: "Do you think it is possible that it is because His Majesty is more... frugal?"
There is another synonym for frugality, which is stinginess.
“Have these been given to the Yun family’s daughters?” The emperor sat cross-legged on the queen’s big bed, his hand holding the gift list shaking like a candle in the wind: “All given?”
"Yes." The queen took off the hairpin ring on her head and handed the jade comb to the emperor: "Put down the gift list and come here to loosen your hair for me."
The emperor took the comb and read while combing it. Nao: "Yun Aiqing was loyal to me, and Yun Fuyi was instrumental in rescuing her. Yesterday's attack gave us an excuse to clear out the late Emperor and Zeng's men. It's right to reward her with some jewels. It's right."< br>
He rambled on, seeming to have convinced himself: "But Heng'er likes that jade screen fan very much, why did you give it away?"
"Seriously?" The queen sat up and asked doubtfully: "But when he returned to the palace today and saw the gift list I prepared, he not only said nothing, but also added two strings of jade beads."
The emperor: "... ”
He was writing in front of him to save money, but his son gave away a valuable jade string in the blink of an eye from behind?
A son is unworthy of his father!
Chilling, really chilling.
(End of this chapter)
The author said: Emperor: It’s chilling, really chilling. The real chill is not making a fuss...