Princess Sun smiled and said, "But I like you lately. What you say makes sense. Although I can't do it, I feel very comfortable after hearing it."
Yuan Qingling knew that she could not be persuaded. Some of her thoughts were deeply ingrained and could not be changed overnight.
After seeing off King Sun and his wife, Yu Wenhao took Yuan Qingling to Prince Huai's Mansion.
As usual, check first, then administer medication, talk for a while, and then you can leave.
"Why don't we go shopping." It was still early when Yuan Qing Ling met, and he rarely had time to accompany him like this. He had been here for so long and passed through the streets several times, but he had never gone shopping.
Yu Wenhao was also in a good mood, and the two of them took a stroll.
Lu Ya and Xu Yi followed behind, walking slowly and slowly.
Yuan Qingling didn't know much about the Northern Tang Dynasty, but just looking at the prosperity in the capital, it must be that the Northern Tang Dynasty was prosperous.
We walked through one store after another, including a rice and grain store, a jewelry store, a silk and satin shop, a medical clinic, and even a paper-making shop. It made Lu Ya very scared. Why is the princess so crazy? That place sells everything.
Not something for living people to use.
Yuan Qingling was very happy and curious. This was her first real contact with the customs and customs of this place.
The paper-making shop was so luxuriously decorated. I asked about the price and found out that the items inside were priceless.
"Does this paper-making shop have a business if it's so expensive? Ordinary people can't afford it, right?"
"I'm afraid they specialize in business for the rich. Some people may not be filial to the elderly when they were alive, but they are willing to spend money after death." Yu Wenhao said calmly.
Yuan Qingling thought so. She saw the people coming and going in luxurious clothes, and said to Yu Wenhao: "The capital is really prosperous, there is not even a beggar."
But Yu Wenhao shook his head slightly, "The people who come to this street to buy are all people from wealthy families."
"Is that so? Then let's go somewhere else."
"Don't go, just take a walk around here." Yu Wenhao said.
Yuan Qing Ling said: "I want to see it, let's go."
Xu Daodao: "Princess, this is the most prosperous area in Beijing. There is not much else to go to."
"It doesn't matter, let's go for a walk. I want to see something different." Yuan Qingling said with great interest.
Yu Wenhao thought for a while, then asked her to get on the carriage and take her to a place.
The carriage drove for about half an hour before stopping.
Before getting off the carriage, Yu Wenhao said: "Follow me closely. There are many people here, including beggars, thieves and swindlers."
Yuan Qingling heard the bustle of people outside. It seemed that it was really lively here. She said, "Okay, I understand."
When the curtain was opened, Yuan Qingling expected to see a wide and accessible street.
But no.
Yu Wenhao helped her out of the carriage and stood at the street entrance, looking at the narrow and crowded street, with shops on one side and hawkers on the other.
There were really a lot of people, and they were crowded, just like the major scenic spots on May Day.
The people here are no longer single. Some are dressed in ordinary clothes, some are in rags, and some are in strange clothes. If you look carefully, they are not strange clothes, but they have many patches and various colors.
The vendors will shout at the top of their lungs, and the shop owners will stand at the door and shout. All the products highlight one theme: they are cheap.
There are many beggars squatting on the roadside, but they don't take the initiative to beg. They just sit there and watch the people passing by.
Occasionally, someone would drop a steamed bun and it would be robbed.
Yuan Qingling saw a little beggar, but he couldn't grab the other beggars. He hugged the beggar and stretched out his mouth to take a bite. In the end, he was slapped, but he smiled with satisfaction and ate with his mouth.
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He slowly stepped back, and Yuan Qingling realized that he only had one leg. She took another look at the beggar, hoping that Xu Yi would give him some money.
Xu Yi had already consciously gone to buy steamed buns. He came back with a lot of buns and distributed two to each person.
Yuan Qingling was puzzled, "Why are they begging here? The people here don't look rich. On the street just now, I'm afraid I can still get a copper plate, right?"
Yu Wenhao said: "Firstly, drive them away without giving them anything. Secondly, not all rich people have sympathy. Maybe they will give them a few steamed buns, but there are always some people who like to torture the people below them to death."