Looking at her sister, the earth was shaking and the mountains were falling. Cheng Ying'er was about to go out, but she subconsciously retracted her steps.
I stood in front of the dressing table, stunned for a moment, then carefully checked my makeup a few times before getting up and going out.
She didn't want her family to know that she was dealing with that deceitful person. Cheng Ying'er did not take her family's carriage and walked for a while. She sat in a teahouse on the roadside and waited for a while. The carriages of Princess Changle and Kong Yingda arrived as promised.
"Sister Ying'er——"
Princess Changle waved with a smile as bright as a flower, "Oh, today I am going to find that handsome little scholar again, and he speaks nicely. I am very excited just thinking about it."
Cheng Ying'er lifted up the hem of her dress and boarded Princess Changle's carriage with light steps.
"Oh, sister Ying'er, you are so beautiful today. That good-looking little scholar will not be able to take his eyes away when he sees you..."
Princess Changle hugged Cheng Ying'er's arm with a smile and teased.
Cheng Ying'er's pretty face turned slightly red, and she felt a little flustered for no reason.
"Bah - who wants that scumbag to watch -"
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Wheel wheel.
Soon they arrived at the gate of Wang Zi'an's courtyard. Wang Zi'an didn't see him. Instead, he saw two big yellow dogs tied at the door of Wang Zi'an. They bared their teeth and barked at them——
Is this going out?
The three of them were just about to find someone to inquire about Wang Zi'an's whereabouts when they saw Old Wen opened the door and walked out.
"Are you guys here to see Zian too? He's not at home -"
The three of them did not hear the surprise in Old Wen's words, and asked with gentle smiles.
"Yes, we are his friends. Dad, do you know where he went?"
Princess Changle asked politely.
Old Wen looked at the three people carefully, then looked at their carriage, and then pointed at Dongshan.
"Going to the east mountain——"
Looking at the carriage gradually going away, Old Wen scratched his head in confusion.
"Why are so many noble people looking for Zian today? It's only been a while, but there are two groups..."
Lao Wen muttered a few times, shook his head in confusion, and went home directly. Zian was a man who wanted to do big things, so I just had to take care of his home for him.
Since Zian has been busy in Dongshan during this period, Lao Wentou has tied up his two big yellow dogs at the gate of Wang Zi's yard, and he and several neighbors nearby have taken the initiative to act as free butlers for Zian.
Since Zian moved here, who in the nearby villages has not benefited from Zian's favor? Not to mention anything else, the benefits brought by the briquette factory and some novel household items have already changed the lives of the nearby villages.
face.
In previous years, in years like this, few people would be able to have a full meal, let alone keep their homes warm.
These common people have the simplest values. Whoever treats themselves well and allows them to live a good life must be treated well.
People must know how to be grateful.
Just as Cheng Yinger, Princess Changle and Kong Yingda were rushing to Dongshan, Changsun Wuji, who was taking a break from his busy schedule, had already arrived at the foot of Dongshan.
This Wang Zi'an has seriously threatened his position in His Majesty's heart, to the point where he can't do anything without him.
When the coachman stopped the carriage and helped him jump out of the carriage, he was shocked by what he saw.
What's this?
A land of houses of different shapes, as crystal clear as jade, covered in silver?
These houses are scattered scattered, according to the terrain, like a group of palaces, and they have a chaotic beauty.
As the official secretary of the Tang Dynasty, the third division of Kaifu Yitong, and the Duke of Qi, he naturally knew that a group of refugees had gathered on Dongshan, and even knew about the food crisis some time ago.
He originally thought that even if Kong Yingda and his niece could get some food and arrange some work for these people, this place would definitely be a miserable place, a miserable scene of hell on earth.
If you think about it, you will know that what the refugees lack is not just food. In these days of ice and snow, clothing, shelter, paving, and shelter, every item is a big headache.
Do you really think that if you open two coal plants, you can really provide work-for-relief and solve the problem?
How childish!
Relieving victims has always been a huge and complicated task, and only a pedantic man like Kong Yingda, like his niece who is simple and ignorant of the world, would naively believe in such an ideal-sounding plan.
Otherwise, why wait for them to mess around?
The imperial court had already taken matters into its own hands.
However, what he saw was such a strange scene.
A kind of house that has never been seen before, spread out in a row, even too beautiful to behold.
He walked forward in disbelief, touched and poked with his hands, only to feel that it was crystal solid and cold to the touch, as if it was made of snow.
Just when he was shocked, he saw an old man with a gray beard and a thin body crawling out of a house. He couldn't help but waved curiously.
"This old man, what's going on with your house? Is it built with this snow?"
"Your Majesty, you have a good eye. Yes, it was built with this snow. Don't look at it. It's built with this cold snow. It's really warm to live in - even better than the old man's thatched hut at home that has air leakage from all four sides."
Be warm—"
As soon as he talked about this house, the old man suddenly became interested.
I thought I wouldn't be able to survive this winter, but who knew that a noble man would give me a meal and teach them a good way to build a house out of snow!
"Who taught you how to build this house——"
Changsun Wuji couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and asked curiously. As far as he knew, neither the old master Kong Yingda, the little girl from the Cheng family, nor his own niece had such a method.
"It's a young man named Wang Zi'an. It is said that the young man is young and good-looking. It's a pity that the old man is not lucky enough and couldn't see him that day. Otherwise, I would have to kowtow to him. We are a family of six.
, I was about to freeze to death, and I relied on this snow house to survive..."
Wang Zi'an, Wang Zi'an again.
Changsun Wuji couldn't help but feel something in his heart, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.
It seems that this Wang Zi'an does have some tricks that others cannot do. He is not just a rotten scholar who can write a few crooked poems. No wonder he has caught His Majesty's attention.
"Can I go in and have a look?"
He was really curious. If he said that this house could block the wind, he would believe it. If he said that this house was warm, he would not believe it even if he died.
Just tell me that this cold house is warm?
"Okay, okay, as long as you don't mind it, you can watch whatever you want——"
As he spoke, the thin old man bent down and climbed in through the low entrance. Changsun Wuji stuffed his robe and climbed in curiously.