Yuan Qing saw that she really didn't know anything, and explained: "Tomorrow, Chu Mingcui will open a porridge shed outside the city to help beggars in the city. Two days ago, Princess Ji took the disease to Qinghua Temple. I prayed for the flood-stricken people, made a wish, and knelt all night."
Yuan Qing Ling Chang has seen it, "Why is Princess Ji going to pray if she is sick? I knelt all night, I'm afraid the condition is more serious, right?"
"Yes, I heard that the condition is serious, and the emperor gave me medicine." Yuan Qingping suddenly looked at her in surprise, "No, you don't even know these news as Princess Chu? Even I know this. "
Yuan Qingling smiled bitterly, "I am ignorant."
She didn't even know about the flood.
After holding back, she asked, "Where is the flood?"
"The ghost knows, I heard it is a small town in the border."
"Look back, let me ask Yu Wenhao." Yuan Qingling said.
Yuan Qing glanced at her and raised her eyebrows, "You just call the prince's name like this?"
"Otherwise?" Yuan Qingling didn't recover for a while, still thinking of which border town was flooded? If so, Yu Wenhao should know.
"If you are heard by your father, he will beat you to death." Yuan Qing said with a screen.
Yuan Qing Ling smiled faintly, "He can't hear or see me."
"However, he doesn't dare to beat you now." Yuan Qing shrugged her shoulders, her mouth indifferent, "I don't know what I'm making lately. He always takes the guests home, and then tells me to go out to see you."
"No? Who are they? Have you met before?" Yuan Qingling asked.
"I haven't seen anyone, how would I know? But I can probably guess it." Yuan Qing said boredly.
Yuan Qingling looked at suddenly, "Your marriage?"
Yuan Qing looked outward, "Otherwise, what else could it be?"
Yuan Qingling asked: "Do you have any ideas?"
Yuan Qingping glanced at her and said sarcastically, "What can I think? As long as it's not going to kill me like the person from the Xu family before, I basically have no possibility of resisting."
For the future, she couldn't have other desires.
It is never her turn to give advice on the matter of marrying.
The reason for the previous resistance was that the Chu family's knife was directly placed on the neck. After marrying, she was a dead end.
Thinking of Yuan Qingling almost dying for her, a complicated feeling came into my heart.
She used to think this sister was useless and greedy for vanity.
A lot has changed now.
"Sister, please pay attention, now you are Princess Chu, even if you don't provoke others, they may not be willing to make you peaceful."
Yuan Qing Ling was startled, wasn't she just discussing her marriage
Why did she suddenly advise her? This sister's thinking has become so fast.
"Tomorrow, Chu Mingcui will open the porridge shed, why don't we have a look?" Yuan Qingling said.
"What's so nice? Do you want to cheer for her?" Yuan Qing was puzzled.
"Chu Mingcui doesn't look like a good-hearted person, but if she is willing to do a few things that benefit the poor for the sake of her fame, it might not be a good thing."
Yuan Qing looked at her, "It is good for the poor, what good is it for you? You are not a poor, it has nothing to do with you."
Yuan Qing Ling smiled, "It's okay, but it's good for the people, isn't it worth being happy?"
"I don't know what's worth it or not, and it's not my benefit." Yuan Qingping said, not deliberately, but really didn't understand why she thought it was a good thing.
Yuan Qingling said: "Because this is people's livelihood."
Yuan Qing didn't understand, but when she looked at her, her eyes were a little strange, "You really want to be a princess, otherwise what do you want to do?"
Yuan Qing Ling laughed.
The thing about being a princess is not that she wants or doesn't want to.
If Yu Wenhao is the prince, then she must be the prince.
If Yu Wenhao is not, or has no intention of being a prince, then the position of a prince would be completely unattractive to her.
The next day, the sisters went out together and went outside the city gate.
There is a large area of open space outside the city gate. Nowadays, temporary simple tents have been set up, and a few large iron pots are set up. The fire underneath is burning ragingly. The rice is boiling in the iron pot, and the aroma is overflowing, attracting dozens of people for a long time. Poor people and beggars who had never eaten rice porridge gathered around.
Chu Mingcui hasn't arrived yet, so the porridge delivery activity hasn't started yet.
However, when the porridge is cooked on the spot, there are hungry people all around, and there are people coming one after another. There are only a few iron pots. It seems that they can only accommodate dozens of people. The more people, the more people get the porridge. Less.
Someone got a little impatient when they waited, and went up to the person who made the porridge, "Uncle, when can I have the porridge?"
The person who cooks the porridge coldly said: "What's the hurry? Didn't you see this boil it? At least you have to wait for another hour."
"One more hour?" Everyone is a little impetuous, "This hour, I am afraid that the rice is simmering."
The porridge maker did not speak, and withdrew some firewood, the fire was reduced, and the porridge did not boil so much.
Yuan Qingling finds it strange, this porridge seems to be almost cooked, why not send it
Now that there are more and more people, the pressure to divide the porridge will increase when the time comes. The people in the line are the most impatient, they are prone to conflicts and the scene will be chaotic.
Therefore, taking advantage of the small number of people, first slowly divide a part to relieve the peak pressure, which is the most appropriate.
If you wait for another hour, many people will come, right
In the capital, there are many wealthy people, but there are still many poor people in the surrounding villages and towns, and rice is unusually good.
There is free rice porridge to eat. Who doesn't want to come and eat a bowl
"What's going on? It's this hour, don't send it yet?" Yuan Qingping waited until she became impatient. She didn't want to drink porridge, but thought that the eldest sister came to see the porridge, and she should leave after reading it.
Yuan Qingling quickly understood, "Chu Mingcui hasn't arrived yet, since she wants to establish a good name, she naturally has to come here in person and be admired by the people."
Yuan Qingping said in disgust: "It's very hypocritical."
Yuan Qingling smiled, "It doesn't matter to the people, they just eat this bite of porridge, and at most they say thank you Princess Qi."
Yuan Qingling had expected it to be correct. After waiting for almost an hour, he saw the carriage coming slowly.
At this time, the people waiting to drink the porridge were very impatient. They had waited for so long, but it was a pity that they left, waiting for the fire again, and I had never seen such a porridge.
When the carriage arrived in front of the porridge shed, the two maids helped Princess Qi get out of the carriage.
The people who were waiting cheered, because everyone knew in their hearts that they had to wait for this "great man" to arrive before they started serving porridge.
Chu Mingcui was very pleasantly surprised. Has this effect occurred before the porridge started
Sure enough, my grandfather's suggestion was good.