The prince is more stable

Chapter 109 All the people kneel down and worship
Di Ying was extremely embarrassed. It was a rare occasion for her to bring her maid out, and she didn't expect her to bring honor to her, but she couldn't embarrass herself by just opening her mouth.

Yuan'er covered her mouth with her hand and struggled, whimpering and kicking as if she was being silenced.

Zhao Xiaoqian couldn't bear it any longer: "Let go of her, she's going to die if you keep covering her."

Di Ying had no choice but to let go of her hand, and then warned Yuan'er with a stern look.

Yuan'er also knew that she had said the wrong thing, so she lowered her head and stood obediently behind him without saying a word.

A moment of enthusiasm results in a lifetime of introversion.

Zhao Xiaoqian glanced at Di Ying and said, "What's the big deal? Why are you being so shy? Your father was almost discussing the betrothal gift with me. If you were there, you would have jumped into the river right then and there."

Di Ying was shocked: "What did my father...talk to you about?"

"During the last flood, your father and I were in the same boat, and your father wanted me to show my appreciation..."

"What does it mean?" Di Ying asked stupidly.

"Maybe he wants me to make a statement. Either I'll come to your house to propose marriage, or I'll stay away from you."

Di Ying's face turned red again, and her shy posture with her head down looked a little strange, twisting like a twisted dough stick that had become a spirit.

"Then...what do you say?" Di Ying asked softly with her head down.

Zhao Xiaoqian sneered, "Of course I choose to stay away from you. You pull me out of bed even when I'm sleeping. If I marry you, my life span will be cut in half at least. Goodbye!"

Zhao Xiaoqian left as soon as he said he would, and turned around to go into the palace to continue sleeping.

"You bastard!" Di Ying was furious and grabbed him, "Don't leave. Accompany me to burn incense today!"

Zhao Xiaoqian murmured and sighed, "The playboys in Bianjing City have nothing to do all day long. I didn't expect that the female playboys are the same..."

"Bah! Who's a playboy? Burning incense and worshiping Buddha is a serious matter. Isn't it good for you to pray for your family as well?"

Zhao Xiaoqian was pulled into the carriage by her in a daze.

Di Ying chose Fengxian Temple in the western suburbs outside the city. It is unknown why she did not choose the Daxiangguo Temple, which was very popular.

Only after leaving the city did Zhao Xiaoqian realize that there was a royal garden near Fengxian Temple called Qionglin Garden, and there was a lake in the garden called Jinmingchi.

The woman's burning of incense and worshipping Buddha was fake, but her real intention was to take him out of the city for a trip.

She worships Buddha so disrespectfully, isn't she afraid that the Buddha will be angry and smash her head?

In the shaking carriage, Di Ying was in a very happy mood. She kept chatting with Zhao Xiaoqian. When she talked about some trivial things, no matter how dull life was, they seemed to have extraordinary meaning.

"The Mid-Autumn Festival is almost here. You should kowtow to the Buddha a few times and wish for your parents' safety. Be pious when you worship Buddha and don't be disrespectful or the Buddha will blame you." Di Ying advised.

Zhao Xiaoqian asked in confusion, "The last time I saw you, you were at Yuqing Palace, praying to the Taoist priest for your mother's birthday. Today, you went to the temple to worship the Bodhisattva... Who do you believe in?"

Di Ying opened her big, innocent eyes and said, "I believe everything. What's wrong with that?"

"You're a double agent. Aren't you afraid of a fight between Bodhisattva and Daojun?"

Di Ying was immediately flattered: "Am I that important?"

"Then let me put it another way. You're a scum among the believers. Aren't you afraid that the Taoist and the Bodhisattva will join forces to strike you with lightning? After the Taoist strikes you, the Bodhisattva will..."

Di Ying pushed him and said, "Hey, be serious!"

To go to Fengxian Temple, you must first exit Xinzheng Gate and then pass through a plain.

After leaving the city gate, Zhao Xiaoqian lifted the curtain of the car and looked at the scenery outside the city.

After the flood, the capital area still could not recover. A wheat field outside the city that was about to mature was completely soaked in water after being ravaged by the flood, and turned into a muddy field.

The farmers bent down to clean the mud in the fields, and the sadness and sorrow on their faces seemed to have never disappeared for thousands of years.

Going further, we passed a plain area. There were many people gathered on the open ground. A simple shed with no end in sight was built on the open ground. Countless ragged people lined up with bowls in their hands, quietly waiting for the government to distribute relief porridge.

These were refugees who were waiting for relief from the imperial court while also waiting for land for their resettlement.

As Zhao Xu personally launched an anti-corruption campaign and investigated and punished many corrupt officials, the lands held by these officials were quickly rounded up and accounted for. Of the 50,000 landless refugees originally gathered outside the city, over 20,000 had their land redistributed, leaving only a little over 20,000 remaining.

Zhao Xiaoqian nodded secretly. No wonder looking at the expressions of these refugees, although they were so miserable, everyone's spirit was still there.

No matter how small the hope is, it can make a person live like a human being.

Zhao Xiaoqian's luxurious carriage passed by, followed by dozens of imperial guards including Chen Shou, which soon attracted the attention of refugees and government officials.

Zhao Xiaoqian quickly lowered the curtain, not wanting to be too conspicuous.

However, someone suddenly shouted from the crowd of refugees gathered in the distance.

"It's the ceremonial guard of the Prince of Chu's Palace!"

The refugees were stunned for a moment, then immediately reacted and began to rush towards the carriage and procession.

Chen Shou and his brothers in the imperial guards were startled and their expressions suddenly became nervous.

Chen Shou drew his knife and sternly shouted at the driver: "Go! Protect the prince!"

The Kaifeng Prefecture officials who were guarding the refugees also became nervous. They quickly formed a human wall to prevent the refugees from gathering towards the carriage, and shouted at them from time to time to drive them away.

"Is this the ceremonial procession from the Prince of Chu's Palace? Is the Prince of Chu in the carriage?" the refugees shouted.

Inside the carriage, Di Ying fearfully grabbed Zhao Xiaoqian's sleeve, listening to the noises outside with a horrified expression.

"What should I do? What should I do? I've hurt you..." Di Ying burst into tears. "I didn't expect there would be so much unrest outside the city. Don't worry, if anyone really wants to harm you, I will... fight to the death to protect you."

The fearful yet brave look made Zhao Xiaoqian chuckle, and his originally nervous mood relaxed.

Although he was a little nervous, Zhao Xiaoqian was not afraid.

Everything I have done recently, both good and bad, the only thing I have done is that I have never harmed the people. Because I am open and honest, I have no fear.

The Kaifeng Prefecture officials were soon unable to stop the tide of refugees, and a gap was broken in the human wall.

Zhao Xiaoqian's carriage was instantly surrounded by refugees. Chen Shou was very anxious. He jumped from the horse's back to the shaft of the carriage, drew his sword and kept attacking. The imperial guards also surrounded the carriage in a circle, risking their lives to protect Zhao Xiaoqian in the carriage.

Strangely, after the refugees surrounded the carriage, they did not do anything extreme. They just quietly surrounded the carriage and stared at it in silence.

Finally, an old and ragged man walked out of the crowd with a cane, and the refugees silently made way for him.

"We deserve to die for disturbing your Excellency." The old man bowed to the carriage.

Then the old man continued, "I'd like to ask, is it the Crown Prince of Chu in the carriage?"

Chen Shou stared at the old man and said coldly, "You know you're disturbing me, but why don't you just get out of the way? What does the person in the car have to do with you?"

Before the old man could speak, the curtain was suddenly lifted, and Zhao Xiaoqian walked out of the carriage and stood on the shaft.

"I am the Crown Prince of Chu, Zhao Xiaoqian."

The crowd suddenly burst into cheers.

The old man looked at Zhao Xiaoqian carefully for a while, then slowly knelt down on his knees in front of him.

"On behalf of the fifty thousand refugees in the capital, I would like to thank you, Your Highness, for your honest advice to the emperor, for punishing the treacherous and corrupt officials, for granting us land, and for earning a living for us, the humblest people."

After saying this, the old man kowtowed devoutly.

Behind the old man, more than 20,000 refugees also knelt down and kowtowed like the old man.

"Thank you for saving my life, Prince!"

The unanimous thanks echoed throughout the field, shaking the sky and startling the birds perched on the branches.

Zhao Xiaoqian, Chen Shou and others were stunned. He didn't expect that this would be the result of being surrounded.

(End of this chapter)