Seeing that she really didn't know anything, Yuan Qingping explained: "Tomorrow, Chu Mingcui will open a porridge shed outside the city to help beggars in the city. But two days ago, Princess Ji went to Qinghua Temple with illness.
I prayed and made wishes for the flood-stricken people, and I knelt all night long."
Yuan Qing Lingchang saw it, "Princess Ji is going to pray even though she is sick? She has been kneeling all night, is she afraid that her condition will become more serious?"
"Yes, I heard that the condition is serious, and the emperor even gave me medicine." Yuan Qingping suddenly looked at her in surprise, "That's not right, as the Princess of Chu, you don't even know this news? Even I know this.
"
Yuan Qingling smiled bitterly, "I am ignorant and ignorant."
She didn't even know about the flood.
After holding back for a while, she asked: "Where is the flood?"
"You know, I heard it's a small town on the border."
"I'll ask Yu Wenhao later," Yuan Qing said.
Yuan Qingping glanced at her and raised his eyebrows, "You just call the prince by his first name like this?"
"Otherwise?" Yuan Qingling didn't come back to her senses for a moment, and she was still thinking about which border town was flooded? If it was true, Yu Wenhao should know about it.
"If your father hears this, he will beat you to death." Yuan Qing said.
Yuan Qingling smiled lightly, "He can't hear me, and he can't see me."
"However, he doesn't dare to beat you now." Yuan Qingping shrugged, his mouth cold, "I don't know what he is planning lately. He always takes guests home and then asks me to go out to see him."
"No? Who are they? Have you met them before?" Yuan Qingling asked.
"How would I know who he is if I have never met him? But I can probably guess it." Yuan Qingping said boredly.
Yuan Qingling looked at it suddenly, "Your marriage?"
Yuan Qingping looked outside, "Otherwise, what else could be the reason?"
Yuan Qingling asked: "What do you think?"
Yuan Qingping glanced at her and said sarcastically: "What can I think? As long as he doesn't kill me like that person from the Chu family did before, I basically have no chance of resisting."
She could not have any other desires for the future.
It was never her turn to give advice on marriage matters.
She resisted before because the Chu family's sword was directly placed on her neck. If she married her, she would die.
Remembering that Yuan Qingling almost died for her, a complicated feeling arose in my heart.
She used to really think that this sister was useless and vain.
A lot has changed now.
"Sister, please be careful. Now that you are Princess Chu, even if you don't mess with others, they may not be willing to let you live in peace."
Yuan Qingling was stunned for a moment, weren't they discussing her marriage just now?
Why did he suddenly give her advice? This sister's thoughts are changing so quickly.
"Tomorrow, Chu Mingcui will open a porridge stall, why don't we go and have a look?" Yuan Qing Ling said.
"What's so good about it? Do you want to cheer her up?" Yuan Qingping was puzzled.
"Chu Mingcui doesn't look like a kind-hearted person, but if she is willing to do a few things that are beneficial to poor people for the sake of fame, it might not be a bad thing."
Yuan Qingping looked at her, "It's good for poor people, but what good does it do for you? You're not from a poor family, so this has nothing to do with you."
Yuan Qing Ling smiled and said, "It doesn't matter, but isn't it worth being happy to be good to the people?"
"I don't know if it's worth it or not, and it doesn't benefit me." Yuan Qingping said, not that he was deliberately being rude, but because he really didn't understand why she thought it was a good thing.
Yuan Qing Ling said: "Because, this is people's livelihood."
Yuan Qingping didn't understand, but when he looked at her, he had a strange look in his eyes, "You really want to be the princess, otherwise what are you doing?"
Yuan Qing Ling laughed.
Being a princess is not something she wants or doesn't want.
If Yu Wenhao is the prince, then she must be the princess.
If Yu Wenhao is not, or has no intention of becoming the crown prince, then the position of crown princess will be completely unattractive to her.
The next day, the sisters went out together and went outside the city gate.
There is a large open space outside the city gate. Now temporary and simple tents have been set up. Several large iron pots are set up. The fire is burning underneath. The rice is boiling in the iron pot. 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 distribution hasn't started yet.
However, when making porridge on the spot, there are hungry people all around, and people are coming one after another. There are only a few iron pots, and it seems that they can only accommodate a few dozen people. The more people there are, the less porridge they will be given.
The less.
Someone got impatient and asked the porridge cook, "Sir, when can we have porridge?"
The porridge cook said coldly: "Why are you in a hurry? Don't you see that it's going to take a long time? You'll have to wait for at least another hour."
"It will take another hour?" Everyone became a little impetuous, "In this hour, I'm afraid the rice will be boiled."
The porridge cook didn't say anything and took out some firewood. When the fire became smaller, the porridge didn't boil as much.
Yuan Qingling felt very strange. The porridge looked almost ready, so why wasn't it served?
Now that there are more and more people, the pressure of dividing the porridge will increase. People waiting in line are the most impatient, prone to conflicts, and the scene will be chaotic.
Therefore, it is most appropriate to take advantage of the time when there are few people and slowly divide a part of it to relieve the pressure during the peak period.
If we wait another hour, a lot of people will come, right?
There are many wealthy people in the capital, but there are still many poor people in the surrounding villages and towns, and rice is not usually available.
There is free rice porridge to eat, who wouldn’t want to have a bowl?
"What's going on? It's already this hour and you still don't have a meal?" Yuan Qingping got impatient. She didn't want to drink porridge, but she just thought that the eldest sister came here to see the porridge and she should leave after watching 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 to be respected by the people."
Yuan Qingping said disgustedly: "It's very hypocritical."
Yuan Qingling smiled, "It doesn't matter to the people. They only need to eat this mouthful of porridge. At most, they can just say thank you to Princess Qi."
Yuan Qingling's expectation was correct. After waiting for almost an hour, he saw the carriage approaching slowly.
At this time, the people waiting for the porridge were already very impatient. They had been waiting for such a long time. It was a pity to leave, and they were angry after waiting. I have never seen porridge served like this.
The carriage arrived in front of the porridge shed, and two maids helped Princess Qi get out of the carriage.
The people waiting cheered, because everyone knew in their hearts that they would not start serving porridge until this "great good man" arrived.
Chu Mingcui was very surprised. The porridge had this effect even before she started serving it?