Bai Yueguang's substitute only wants salted fish

If Fu Yichen didn't say anything, Qi Wenyao couldn't help it.Going to Dongjie is a certainty, he has to think about how to control himself later, so that Fu Yichen will not be aware of something wrong again.

Yesterday's salted fish bed was so useful, he thought about home over and over again, and recalled his father, who was very similar to Mrs. Qi, and gradually, he was able to suppress the recklessness of wanting to bump his head to death to see if he could go home .

Today's East Street is not closed.The disaster victims and the beggars in the imperial capital all remembered that there was food to eat here, and gathered again, filling the streets to the brim.

The carriage was not easy to go, so it stopped at the intersection of the street.

"I want to walk." Fu Yichen said, "Do you still want to go?"

Qi Wenyao had already sorted out his mood, and smiled calmly, "It's all here, let's go and have a look."

Fu Yichen also laughed.

Qi Wenyao thought that he would see something interesting in it, but after looking around, he saw Fu Yichen's hand.The last time in the wilderness, Fu Yichen had to hold hands for fear that he would run away. There are a lot of people here, and he had a history of running away, so he enjoyed the intimate treatment of walking hand in hand.

He was a little uncomfortable, and looked at the people around him.

Others didn't have much time to see them close together. Beggars and disaster victims rushed to get the steamed buns sent by Fu Yichen's brigade. A passerby occasionally passed by on the street. If they wanted to see what happened, they had to pass through the guards to catch a glimpse.

The further you go, the fewer victims are waiting for steamed buns.Qi Wenyao looked up, and sure enough, there was a banner with four big characters "Qijia Congee Shop".

Taifu Qi's popularity is not without reason.Compared with other benevolent people who try to save more people and cook porridge with low-grade rice, Mrs. Qi wants to help those who are sick and injured and need good food.Therefore, Taifu Qi used good rice to serve porridge, and would give some herbs and tonic soup for strengthening the body.The disaster victims are not without conscience. If they are in good health, they seldom go to Qijia porridge shop to eat.

When they arrived, Taifu Qi was taking a doctor to treat an old man.

The doctor first noticed the approach of the large group of people, raised his eyes to and fro, and paused in mid-air with the hands of the doctor.

Grand Tutor Qi was a person who had participated in court struggles, and recognized this as King Jing who was favored by the emperor, and walked quickly to salute, "See King Jing."

How does it feel to see someone who looks like your father want to kneel in front of you?

Qi Wenyao didn't know what happened to others, he felt awkward all over himself.He wanted to say "Don't kneel", but when the words came to his lips, he remembered that he didn't have the identity to say this, bit his lips and endured it, and the hand held by Fu Yichen unconsciously exerted a little strength.

Fu Yichen let go of his hand, and stepped forward to support Grand Tutor Qi in time, "There is no need to be polite."

Fortunately fortunately.

Qi Wenyao breathed a sigh of relief, and secretly looked at Taifu Qi's appearance.

It was rare to be so close, and he confirmed all the details he noticed yesterday, and he could clearly see the red blood in Taifu Qi's eyes and the wrinkles on his face.Taifu Qi is in his 40s, not too old, but he has an old look.His eyes are dull, his speech is weak, his thin body will shake when the wind blows, and he will lower his head in a humble gesture after speaking, without the pride of a scholar at all.

Qi Wenyao remembered what Xing Yu said, and felt that Taifu Qi's body was full of traces left by that terrible disaster.

A year ago, his wife, son and daughter left overnight, who could bear it.

If he stared fixedly, Mrs. Qi would also notice something.

Taifu Qi raised his head to look at him, and was taken aback for a moment, finally some waves appeared in his stagnant eyes.

Qi Wenyao hurriedly avoided.

"How are the victims?" Fu Yichen asked at the right time.

Taifu Qi is not in good spirits, but he still has the vigilance of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages, and is unwilling to offend King Jing, "It's all good. My lord, please see..."

Taifu Qi is familiar with the nearby disaster victims, and even knows where most of them come from.The report was not a superficial statement that the meal was full and the wound was healed. Taifu Qi told Fu Yichen everything he had heard from the victims.

Disaster relief is a complicated matter, and there are always unspeakable problems in it.For example, the government wanted the victims to return to their original places, but the victims had finally escaped to such a safe and secure place, and they were unwilling to cooperate.No matter how big the imperial capital was, it couldn't accommodate so many victims. The government couldn't let them be foolish, so some troops were sent to arrest them. The victims got new injuries after hiding, and fell into another unnecessary disaster.

Some disaster victims really should go back, and some disaster victims really have only a dead end to go back.What Taifu Qi has to do is to help those who have no choice but to speak up, that is to say, at this time, there will be a little bit of energy, and there is a shadow of the past in the resolute eyes.

Qi Wenyao didn't know what Grand Tutor Qi was like back then.Like most ordinary people, he didn't understand how Qi's wife Fu Mingming sided with the powerful prince and ended up in a miserable and desolate end.

All he cared about was the person in front of him like his father.

When Taifu Qi told Fu Yichen about the victims, Qi Wenyao just stared at them intently, not wanting to look away for a moment.

"Please also report to the emperor." Grand Tutor Qi sincerely wanted to help the victims, and kept begging Fu Yichen.

Fu Yichen agreed, "Okay."

Mrs. Qi smiled in relief.

Qi Wenyao also bent the corners of his lips, and before the smile fully appeared, he was frightened by the two pairs of eyes that suddenly looked over.

Both Fu Yichen and Qi Taifu were looking at him.What's even weirder is that the similar eyes of the two people gave him the illusion that after finishing official business, it was his turn to do private affairs, and the private affairs of both of them were his own.He is very important, so important that Grand Tutor Qi and Fu Yichen subconsciously look for it first, and only when they see him by their side can they feel at ease.

If Qi Wenyao had been looked at like this on the street yesterday, Qi Wenyao might not be able to resist going up to talk to Mrs. Qi.Today is different, he is led by Fu Yichen, and appears in an unglamorous identity, I don't think Grand Tutor Qi will have a good impression of him.

Perhaps, Taifu Qi cared about him because he wanted to flatter King Jing.

Qi Wenyao didn't want to appear in front of someone who looked like his own father in such a capacity, so he backed away silently, wanting to shrink behind Fu Yichen.

Fu Yichen picked him out, "This is Qi Wenyao, Mr. Qi."

Qi Wenyao squeezed out a smile, and said awkwardly, as if a relative was being lifted up to greet his three aunts and six wives after a New Year visit, "Master Qi."

Grand Tutor Qi bowed and saluted, his smile still gentle.

It's exactly the same as his father going to hold a parent-teacher meeting and pretending to be gentle in front of the head teacher... Qi Wenyao can't help but think of going to his father, and hides behind Fu Yichen in a useless manner.

Fu Yichen saw that he didn't want to stay here, so he said goodbye to Taifu Qi.

Grand Tutor Qi did not persuade him to stay.

When they were far away, Qi Wenyao let go of Fu Yichen's sleeve and walked on the road in a daze.

Fu Yichen didn't speak, only pulled him when he was about to go the wrong way.

"Oh." Qi Wenyao came back to his senses, "Are you going back to the palace?"

"go home."

Qi Wenyao nodded, and took the initiative to grab Fu Yichen's sleeve - in this case, Fu Yichen would take him back to the carriage, and he would be able to sit quietly for a while.

"Like a child." Fu Yichen didn't like his behavior of tugging his sleeves, so he changed into holding hands, and it was such an intimate gesture of clasping tightly.

Qi Wenyao curled his lips and slandered: It's a child grabbing sleeves, but holding hands isn't it?

The carriage stopped at the corner of the street, and it didn't take long for them to walk there, but Wei Quan leading the people to clear the way was quite a movement, and it took a while.

They delayed for a while, and Grand Tutor Qi could catch up, "My lord!"

Taifu Qi ran all the way, out of breath, but his voice was too similar to that of his father.

Qi Wenyao was frightened when he heard this voice, he shook off Fu Yichen's hand, and moved to the side to hide.

He didn't pick the right place to hide.

Qi Wenyao stepped on a loose floor tile, stepped into the deep pit, and twisted firmly.

Xianyi Building is full of singing and dancing in the lobby.

Wei Quan sat alone in the corner, ignoring the winks from the dancer girl.He didn't touch the fermented rice on the table much, and stayed awake, staring fixedly at the proprietress who wandered among the many guests, and the gate where people kept coming in and out.

Finally, he waited.

A man walks in, rejects all offers and points to the proprietress.The proprietress smiled from ear to ear, helped the man upstairs, her face changed as she walked, she stood in the corridor and said a few words without entering the room, took the reward money from the man, turned and left.

The man didn't stay for a long time, he quickly walked towards the gate and disappeared after a while.

"Guest officer, you are really good at predicting things." The proprietress came to him and said with a smile, "Someone really came to inquire."

"What is your name?"

"He didn't say anything, he just said he asked for his master."

"What did you ask?"

"It's Mr. Qi's business. My sister did the business. I really don't know, so I just sent him away with a few words."

"what did you say?"

"Young Master Qi is from Qijia Village, and went into the building with his mother. There are no tokens or birthmarks on him."

Wei Quan fell into deep thought.

The proprietress couldn't stand the silence, so she took the initiative to say, "Oh, there's something wrong, right? I thought it was another scammer."

"What do you mean?" Wei Quan saw the proprietress's casualness.

The proprietress laughed, and her ironic voice was full of indifference, "There are a lot of people looking for people, and they all have stories. Last time, someone said they were looking for the prime minister's daughter who was living among the people. It's ridiculous, which one?" The high official's child will come here..."

Wei Quan didn't listen any longer, took out the silver and put it on the table, then walked quickly up to the second floor.He jumped from the window at the end of the corridor to another eaves, instead of taking the main road, he chose the roof to walk, and he arrived in front of Mrs. Qi's house in a short while.

He didn't wait long before he saw the man who asked about the proprietress enter Qi's mansion.

"It's time to return to life."

Wei Quan turned around and rushed to the palace.

This time, he was smart, and instead of going to the study for nothing, he ran directly to the courtyard where Qi Wenyao lived.He went to the right place, but the time was wrong. Fu Yichen and Qi Wenyao didn't come back, and there was only a little girl waiting for her master in the courtyard.

Wei Quan had no choice but to go to the gate of the palace to greet him.

Halfway, he saw the person he was looking for, but he froze on the spot and dared not go forward.

Fu Yichen walked slowly ahead with Qi Wenyao on his back, followed by a bunch of servants who were equally frightened.The most frightening ones were the porters carrying the small sedan chairs, they flickered and followed beside them, saying "Your Majesty can't do it", wishing that Fu Yichen would take Qi Wenyao to sit on it together, it would be better to die from exhaustion than from being scared to death.

"I'll go by myself!" Qi Wenyao also felt uncomfortable because of being carried on his back, struggling and kicking his feet, "Put me down."

Fu Yichen was not angry when he was kicked, "Don't recite it?"

"Ok!"

"Instead of a hug?"

"You..." Qi Wenyao almost swears, gnashing his teeth, "Can't you let me go by myself!"

"You sprained your foot."

"Then I will take the sedan chair."

"Didn't the sedan chair feel uncomfortable?"

"I changed my mind, I want to take a sedan chair."

Fu Yichen stopped, but did not let Qi Wenyao get on the small sedan chair, "Change to a bigger sedan chair, and we will sit together."

"..." Qi Wenyao clicked his tongue, showing a careless expression.

Fu Yichen was still not angry, and asked softly, "It's almost there. Shall I carry you there, or should we wait for the big sedan chair to come?"

Qi Wenyao glanced at the terrified servants around him, and sighed as he thought about the tossing of the big sedan chair, "Carry it on your back."

Wei Quan stayed aside, not looking at his prince's temper.

He suddenly felt that there was nothing big to report.

Even if Qi Wenyao is really Grand Tutor Qi's son, he wouldn't be willing to be pampered in the palace, so stay well, right?

The author has something to say: Happy New Year~

感谢在2020-01-2411:35:13~2020-01-2510:16:36期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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