Qie Shi Tian Xia Chapter 9: I ask what is Chinese food?

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Although the **** ship has a simple appearance, its cabin is very gorgeous. Purple mantles, carved tables and chairs, colorful brocade carpets, landscape poetry and paintings hung on the walls, and the most eye-catching is the person on the soft couch by the window. Because of him, all the magnificence becomes Elegance and grace.

Fengxi was sitting on the soft couch and slowly savoring a cup of tea. Zhongli was standing beside him. There was a man kneeling on the ground, his face closed in the dark cabin, he just felt like this man It looked like a vague shadow, invisible and impenetrable.

After drinking a cup of tea, Fengxi asked faintly: "What's the matter?"

The kneeling man replied: "There are clues about what the son ordered, son Yun, do you want to do it directly?"

"Oh." Fengxi handed the tea cup in his hand, and Zhong Li stepped forward to take it and set it aside, "What did you find?"

"Currently, only their whereabouts have been tracked, and their purpose has not yet been determined." The man replied.

"Is that so?" Feng Xi thought a little bit, "Don't do it for now, just follow."

"Yes."

"Also, he doesn't need to pay attention to Xuanji's affairs. I have my own arrangements." Feng Xi said again.

"Yes."

"Go ahead." Breath waved.

"Subordinates retire."

After the man stepped back, the room was quiet, and his abundance eyes fell somewhere. After a long period of thought, he turned his head and asked Xiang Zhongli: "Is Miss Feng set up?"

"Master Hui, Miss Feng has been placed in the side cabin." Zhong Li replied.

"Yeah." Feng Xi nodded, leaning back, leaning on the soft couch, and looking out of the cabin slightly, it was already dark.

The door was gently pushed open, Zhong Yuan came in with an ink jade box in his hand, walked into the room, opened the lid, and instantly dazzled, driving away the darkness of the room. The box contained a night pearl the size of a baby's fist.

Zhong Li took a palace lantern from the bulkhead, put the pearl in it, and hung the light on the top of the cabin to make the cabin look like daylight.

"It's too bright." Feng Xi turned his head and glanced at the bright lamp. He stroked his eyebrows and opened his five fingers slightly, covering a pair of eyes, also hiding the inexplicable gloomy look in his eyes.

Zhong Li and Zhong Yuan couldn't help but stare at each other. Since waiting for the son, I know that the son hates dark oil lamps or candles. Whether at home or outside, he uses pearls as lights. Why is it too bright today?

"Change a lamp, go down." Feng Xi put down his forehead hand, his eyes closed slightly, and his expression calmly ordered.

"Yes." Zhong Li and Zhong Yuan responded.

One took off the bead lamp, the other lit the oil lamp, and then gently closed the hatch and left.

When the quiet footsteps go away, there is a light in the room, accompanied by the faint sound of river water.

On the soft couch, I lie down quietly with ample breath, eyes closed slightly, his face is calm, like meditation, and like sleeping.

Time passed quietly, only the slight river breeze occasionally blew the butter lamp, and the light and shadow jumped, but it was also quiet, as if it would startle the sleepy person on the couch.

I don’t know how long it took, Feng Xi opened his eyes, and his gaze moved to the dark surface of the river. The lights on the riverside occasionally flashed by, falling into those dark eyes that were so dark that they made those eyes shine like The pearl, shining with cold light.

"Xuanji——" Shen Shen spit out these two words, a cold light flashed in his eyes, his right hand was slightly raised, looking at the palm of his hand, slightly folded, and sighed almost inaudibly, "Bai Feng Xi..."

In the early morning, when Zhongli and Zhongyuan opened the door and entered, they found that their son was still lying on the soft couch, dressed as before. He glanced at the bed made last night, neat and tidy, apparently he had never slept.

"Young Master." Zhong Li called softly.

"Yeah." Fengxi stood up, slightly stretched out his stiff limbs, his complexion remained as usual, and there was no fatigue.

Zhong Yuan hurriedly stepped forward to serve him gargle and clean his face, comb his hair and change clothes. After everything was done, Zhong Li had brought breakfast and laid them out on the table.

A cup of water, a bowl of porridge, and a dish of crystal dumplings are not expensive.

This glass of clear water is the water of Qingzhou’s "Qingtai Spring", known as "the world’s first spring". The porridge is made of Yongzhou’s unique millet "white pearl" with bird’s nest, white fungus and white lotus, while crystal dumplings are made Filling with the tender cabbage heart of Youzhou, which has the reputation of "snow jade piece". Abundance likes not meat.

Fengxi first drank the glass of water, then took a sip of porridge, and then picked up a dumpling, but when he reached his lips, he put down his chopsticks, and finally he only drank the bowl of porridge.

"It's been steamed for too long and Caixin will die. Remember to heat next time." He glanced at the crystal dumplings and said.

"Yes." Zhong Li removed the dishes.

Fengxi got up and walked to the desk, took the pen and ink, spread out the white paper, swiped down, and wrote two letters in one go.

"Zhong Yuan, send these two letters separately." He sealed the letter and handed it to Zhong Yuan.

"Yes." Zhong Yuan took the letter and opened the door and left, while Zhong Li was coming in with a cup of tea.

Fengxi took a sip of the tea, then put it down, raised his head and said, "Zhong Li, get ready, let the boat dock tomorrow morning, change to a dry road, and go straight to Youzhou."

"Yes." Zhongli answered his head, suddenly remembering something, raising his head and asking Feng Xi, "My son, didn't you make an appointment with Miss Xi to meet in Jizhou?"

Feng Xi smiled at the words, slightly mocking, "If that woman promises something to others, she will do it, but if it were me, she would be very happy not to do it. Not to mention that you heard that day Did she agree?"

Zhong Li thought about it carefully, shook his head, and did not hear Feng Xi's personal promise.

"So let's go to Youzhou." Feng Xi picked up the tea cup and lifted the lid. A rush of heat rose and filled his face. His eyes were also misty at this moment. "That woman is really Let Xuanji fall into the hands of Jizhou Shizi! That woman is really..." The words below didn't say any more, and the tone was unpredictable and helpless.

"Then why go to Youzhou? Son, we have been out for so long, why don't we go back?" Zhong Li frowned and asked. He is only fifteen years old. Although he followed the son at the age of seven, he has long been accustomed to wandering, but he has been away from home for too long and misses his mother.

"Will you go to Youzhou? There are many reasons." His face was empty and covered with mountains and rivers after the mist, then he put down his cup and got up, patted Zhongli's head, "Don't worry, we will go home soon."

"Yeah." Zhong Li nodded in peace, "My son, I'm going down first."

After Zhong Li stepped back, there was one person in the room with Fengxi, approaching the window, facing the morning sun, Fengxi squinting slightly, looking at the birds crossing the river, and muttering, "Youzhou... "

At that moment, in the side cabin, Feng Qiwu woke up and saw a 14-five-year-old girl standing next to the bed, with a pair of buns on her hair, and two small pear vortices embedded in her simple face. , There was a sweet smile in his big eyes, which made people feel comfortable at first sight.

"Ms. Feng, you wake up, the slave and maid called Xiaoer, and the son ordered to wait for the girl later." Xiaoer said crisply.

Feng Qiwu nodded lightly and got up.

"Does the girl get up? Xiaoer serves you." Xiaoer said and acted, serving Feng Qiwu out of bed, and then dressing, washing, and grooming.

Feng Qiwu didn't say a word from beginning to end, but just cooperated with a smile coldly.

After dressing up, looking at the beautiful flowery face in the bronze mirror, Xiaoer couldn't help but praised: "The girl is so beautiful."

The corners of Feng Qiwu's lips curled up, as a response to her praise.

"I'll bring breakfast to the girl." Xiaoer opened the door and left.

Feng Xiwu stood up, walked to the window, opened the window door, the sun was dazzling, she couldn't help narrowing her eyes. When her eyes adjusted to bright, she looked back at the cabin. All the objects in the cabin can be seen to be very precious, even when the house was in its heyday, it was never so luxurious, but it was not vulgar. Everything is properly matched, and looking at it, there is a kind of noble and generous.

But I don't know where the son Feng is from?

I was thinking, the door was pushed open, and the smile came back, "Girl, it’s time to eat."

Feng Qiwu moved to sit down at the table.

After breakfast, Xiaoer packed up the dishes and stepped back. When she returned to the side cabin, she saw Feng Qiwu playing with her pipa.

The ding-ding gurgled in twos and threes, and it didn’t form a song, but it was just flicking.

"Has Miss Feng got up?"

Suddenly the sound of abundance came, Feng Qiwu was shocked, looked up, but did not see him.

"The son is in the main cabin." Xiaoer said by the side.

"Please come over, girl." The rich voice sounded again, as clear as a human being right in front of him.

So Feng Qiwu got up with a pipa and Xiaoer was busy showing her the way.

Opening the door, the person standing on his back in front of the window caught the eye, tall and tall, the bright morning sun sprinkled on him through the window, making him stained with a thin layer of golden light.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, he turned around, raised his hand and waved his sleeves, the brilliance of the whole body flowing, it seemed to be more gorgeous than the morning sun. Only a pair of black and jade-like eyes are still dark and invisible, but when she looks at those black eyes, she always feels that there is warmth in the deep, but she does not know who the warmth is for. And Tibetan.

"Is Miss Feng still used to living?" Feng Xi sat down on the couch and raised his hand to signal her to sit down.

"Xiwu has long been accustomed to getting along with things." Feng Qiwu said lightly. Then he approached and took a seat on a soft stool in front of the couch.

"Feng Qiwu, Qiwu--this name is really good." Feng Xiwu looked at Feng Qiwu softly, this woman always had a cold body, "Is there anyone in Qiwu's family?"

Hearing the abundance of breath and low voice calling "Xiwu", a ray of light flashed in Feng Xiwu's indifferent eyes, soft and warm, lining the jade face of the frosty snow race, bright and brilliant. In the eyes of the four people in the room, they are all sincerely admired.

"There is no family or relatives, where there is a Wu, where can I live." The voice was empty, and Feng Xiwu's eyes fell on the abundance of his eyes, as if with a certain persistence.

Feng Xi's gaze made Feng Xi stretch out her hand, her slender fingers brushed away the hair on Feng Qiwu's forehead, and the fingertips lightly drawn her eyebrows.

The eyebrows are like feathers, the eyes are like stars, the skins are like fat, and the lips are like red.

This face does not have the slightest modification, it is naturally beautiful, cold and indifferent, but it has a kind of noble temperament.

This is a rare beauty. It has been a long time since I saw such a clean and refreshing character in ten years.

"Why?" Breath murmured. The question was clueless, but Feng Xiwu could understand.

Feng Qiwu gently closed his eyes and let his fingertips swipe his cheeks, feeling the warmth of his fingertips, "Because I am willing."

Yes, because she is willing, because she is willing.

Fengxi's fingertips stopped on her chin, lifted slightly, and whispered like a sigh: "Xiuwu."

Feng Qiwu opened his eyes, his eyes were as clear as water, without the slightest impurity, without a trace of hesitation, reflecting him in front of him, reflecting clearly.

It seems to be the first time I have seen myself so clearly, a pair of gentle and ruthless eyes are reflected in those clean eyes, hesitated when the abundance reaches the mouth, hands retracted, smiling, smiling gracefully and calmly , "Xiwu, I will help you find the best phoenix tree."

My heart sank, and it was so painful in an instant. Why didn't I plant a sycamore tree for you?

"Xiwu doesn't like to talk, so let's sing." Leaning against the soft couch, he is still the noble son of Feng, with a relaxed smile on his face that never fades, "Xiwu's singing is like It’s so beautiful, I like it very much."

I like it very much? That's fine, let you listen to it for a hundred years?

"Have the son heard of "Sidixiang"?" Feng Xiwu asked softly.

"Qiuwu sing and listen." Fengxi closed his eyes.

The pipa sounded, noisy like a drizzle, like whispers, silently talking.

On a spring trip, the apricot blossoms are blowing all over the head, who is young and romantic on the street?

The concubine intends to marry her and rest her life. Even if you are ruthlessly abandoned, you cannot be ashamed. [Note 1]

Clear and untainted singing voices fly around the room, float out from the window, and spill on the river.

The river is wide and sunny, with a few clumps of reeds, a few leaves of fishing boats, and a few strands of rough fishing songs, accompanied by a few kingfisher's crowings, and it becomes a painting. There is a light smoke that seems to be nothing, if it flies away.

The concubine intends to marry her and rest her life. Even if you are mercilessly abandoned, you can't be ashamed.

The traces of those who are ruthlessly abandoned and are not ashamed of no regrets, strands of infatuation, fly around the heart of the river, even if the wind blows.

Shangzhou Taicheng.

This city is located in the southern part of Shangzhou, and then it is Ercheng, which is a border city adjacent to Jizhou. Originally Ercheng had Gecheng and Yincheng in the past, but they were annexed by Jizhou five years ago.

"Okay, I'm finally in Taicheng." Outside Taicheng gate, Feng Xi looked up at the words on the gate, then looked back and greeted the petite master who moved three steps, "Pu'er, hurry up Point, let's go to the city for lunch."

"Are you rich?" Han Pu hugged his empty stomach weakly.

The two are clean and tidy at this time, except for Han Pu's noodles.

"No." Feng Xi patted the cloth-to-cloth purse and answered very simply.

"How can you have food without money? Do you want to grab it?" Han Pu straightened up. Don't blame him for speaking badly, but getting along these days makes him feel that any abnormal behavior is normal for Feng Xi.

"Grab?" Feng Xi cried out, shook his head and said, "Why, how can I do this kind of dishonest thing?"

"Are you still doing less? Are you stealing less of my medicine?" Han Pu pouted. I think how much he admired and admired the two heroes, the White Wind and Black Breath.

"Hey, Pu'er, about your family medicine, that is called doing good." Feng Xi laughed dryly, "As for today's meal, I will get it."

"How?" Han Pu stared at her suspiciously.

"Just follow me." Feng Xi glanced at Han Pu and smiled deeply.

Han Pu only felt a chill in her forehead, and the hair on the back of his neck was erected, his intuition was not good.

"Come on, Pu'er, why are you still stunned." Feng Xi urged him.

Han Pu had no choice but to follow behind her.

The two entered the city, crossed one street and then turned two, and they arrived at a very lively street.

"Here."

Feng Xi yelled in her ears, and when she looked up, there was a big "gambling" in front of her.

"This is not a restaurant, but a gambling house." Han Pu shouted. Although he can always hide when he teaches, or escape when he can, he still knows the four characters "Jiutai Casino".

"Of course I know it is a gambling house." Feng Xi patted his head and pointed to the plaque of the gambling house. "This Jiutai gambling house is the largest gambling house in Thailand. It has a good reputation and never bullies students." /

"Do you want to win money by gambling?" Han Pu guessed her intentions. He didn't bother to think about her as a woman who claimed to be a martial arts hero who could gamble. He was no stranger to getting along these months.

"Pu'er, you are really smart." Feng Xi praised.

"How do you gamble without gambling?" Han Pu asked suspiciously, so as not to be stunned. Whenever she praised him, it also meant that she was calculating him.

"Who said I didn't have any money to gamble." Feng Xi said with a squinting smile, the smile on her face now resembling Feng Yi.

Han Pu looked at her up and down, finally focusing on the ornaments on her forehead, "Do you want to use this thing as a bet? It's not as reliable as going to a pawnshop for some money."

"This thing..." Feng Xi stroked her forehead with her fingertips, sighing slightly, "This is a family heritage and should not be used. If I could exchange it for food." /

"Then what do you use for gambling?" Han Pu asked cautiously, while keeping a three-foot distance from Feng Xi. Along the way, he could have been betrayed early, and in the end only the gem-studded dagger that father gave him was left. She must not be allowed to use it as a gambler. If he loses, he will go to the underworld in the future. Dad scolded.

"Come with me and you'll know." Feng Xi grabbed him as soon as she stretched out her hand, dragged him and turned him into the casino.

As soon as I entered the gambling house, I was met by an unpleasant smell and loud shouts.

"Let's play with the simplest buy size." Feng Xi dragged Han Pu into the crowd.

Han Pu was grabbed by Feng Xi with one hand, and covered his mouth and nose with his free hand.

It's the end of October. The weather is very cold. There is only one door open in the casino, but there are a lot of people inside. The airflow is blocked and the natural smell is not very good. Han Pu has been spoiled since he was a child. Although he has been living and sleeping with Feng Xi these days, he has never really contacted these people at the bottom. At this time, they heard their vulgar screams, and what they saw in their eyes were greedy faces intertwined with desires, and their noses smelled of their body odor and sweat sourness that they hadn’t bathed for days, months or even a year, and the chest surged. , I wanted to leave immediately, but was caught by Feng Xi, unable to move.

Feng Xi dragged Han Pu into the crowd, and finally squeezed her into the circle.

"Buy it! Buy it! It's going to open!" The dealer was still yelling.

"I'll buy a big one!" Feng Xi took a palm.

The sound was extremely clear, which shocked all the gamblers and moved their eyes from the gaming table to her.

In an instant, the gamblers who couldn't remember their parents, wives, and wives would wake up one by one, as if there were clear water on their faces. A pair of red eyes looked at the woman with long white hair in front of her. The starry eyes were fresh and beautiful, just like the slim green lotus in the water. For a while, she felt a little confused.

"Hey, I'll buy a big one, let's open it." Feng Xi waved her hand and brought up a gust of wind, which made everyone feel refreshed.

Since the opening of this gambling shop, it is still the first time a woman has come in, so the dealer is a little hesitant, "Girl—are you here to gamble?"

"Of course." Feng Xi's voice was quite loud and sure.

The dealer has been in this gambling house for many years, and the guests from the north and the south have seen strange and strange appearances. Therefore, this time is calm, no longer constrained by the customer in front of him is a woman, just ask Said: "How much does the girl buy?"

"This..." Feng Xi dragged Han Pu, who was twisting her head outside, "just him."

"Huh?" Everyone was dumbfounded again.

"You--" Han Pu was furious when he heard the words, and stopped talking as soon as he spoke. The dumb acupoint was clicked.

"Do you see how much this kid is worth?" Feng Xi asked the dealer with a smile.

"Five silver leaves." The dealer said. Looking at the back of this child, he is thin and weak, afraid that he can't do much work. Now in this world, it is a very high price to have five silver leaves.

"Five silver leaves are too few." Feng Xi bargained with him, and pulled Han Pu's face to the dealer, "Look how good this child is, with handsome eyebrows, white and delicate skin. It’s more beautiful than many girls, if—” she lowered her voice weirdly, “if she sells it to a rich man to be a prostitute--it’s sure to sell for thirty or forty silver leaves, and I don’t want that much. How about fold ten silver leaves?"

"This--" The dealer took a look at Han Pu. He was indeed very handsome, but his eyes shuddered with anger at this time, and he shuddered as he looked away, "Well, just ten silver leaves."

"Deal." Feng Xi nodded and urged the dealer, "Hurry up, I'll buy a big one."

So, the dealer shook the coloring child ding ding dong dong, dozens of pairs of eyes stared at his hand, and finally he lay heavily on the table, all eyes stared at.

"Hurry up! Hurry up!"

"Big! Big! Big!"

"Little! Little! Little!"

The gamblers yelled, and the dealer whipped everyone's appetites and finally lifted the cover.

"Haha...it's big! I won!" Feng Xi laughed and unceremoniously reached for the money.

"Oh, bad luck!" Some people are happy and some are worried.

"Come again! Come again!" Feng Xi exclaimed excitedly.

So I continued to buy and opened. I don't know if she was lucky or the dealer took special care of her. Anyway, she opened whatever she bought. After a few rounds, a pile of silver leaves was piled up in front of her.

"I feel so lucky today." Feng Xi took the silver leaf into her bag and said with a smile, "I'm sorry, I have to take a step in advance."

"Let's go?" Many people yelled at Dayton. Leave if you win?

"Yes, I'm very hungry. I'm going to eat. I'll come to play another day." Feng Xi looked back and smiled. With that smile, the brows and eyes were full of flowers, everyone was dazzled, and she had led Han Pu out of the gambling house quickly.

Walking on the street, Feng Xi finally unlocked Han Pu's acupoint.

"You--you dare to use me as a gambler! You want to sell me!" Han Pu screamed at acupoint, ignoring the people coming and going on the street.

"Hush!" Feng Xi nodded her lips with her fingertips, looking at Han Pu with a smile but a smile, "Pu'er, do you still want to be acupointed?"

This worked. Han Puguo didn't dare to yell again, but she was full of anger, trembling with anger, and with tears in her eyes, she still complained unwillingly, "Fortunately, I trust you so much. Being a sister, you actually took me to gamble, and sold me to do it--what kind of prostitute!"

"Pu'er, this is just a stopgap measure." Feng Xi patted his head like a disobedient puppy.

"What if you lose? Did you really sell me?" Of course Han Pu didn't believe it.

"Why!" Feng Xi retorted flatly.

"Huh, I still have a conscience." Han Pu hummed.

I don’t know Feng Xi immediately said: "Pu'er, you really underestimate my sister. I think I have been playing casinos for nearly ten years. When did I lose? With my skill, of course, I want to have a big bowel and a small urine. , There is absolutely no possibility of a miss!" The words are quite proud.

"You--" Han Pu heard the anger, then shook his head and walked away, and said with anger, "I don't want to follow you! I don't recognize you as a sister anymore! Never mind you anymore Up!"

"Pu'er, Pu'er." Feng Xi was really annoyed by his appearance, so she hurriedly held him, softly soothed, "Alright, alright, it was a joke just now. With my skill, how can I You lose, and even if you really lose, I will **** you back. You know, with my martial arts, even the black fox can't **** me!"

"Humph!" Although Han Pu was held back, he turned his face away from her.

"Puppy, my sister promises you that I will never use you as a gambler again." Feng Xi had no choice but to comfort her.

"This is what you said, what you say must count, and you are never allowed to use me as a gambler." Han Pu looked back at her.

"Well, speaking counts." Feng Xi nodded.

Han Pu looked at her and continued: "No matter what, I am not allowed to be a gambling book, I must not be sold, I must not be bored, and... I must not be discarded!" At the end, he sobbed. I choked, my eyes were red, and my tears couldn't stop streaming down. A real panic grabbed him, fear of being truly abandoned, fear of being alone again, like the night when the fire was burning, even if he screamed his throat, no one responded.

"Okay, okay, okay, I agree." When Feng Xi saw him crying, she couldn't help but sigh, stretched out her hand to embrace him, no longer has the heart to tease, thinking of the drastic changes in his family, and suddenly Pity hurts again, "Pu'er, my sister will not leave you. My sister will take care of you until one day, when you grow up." Such a promise came out unknowingly.

"You promised, never repent." Han Pu hugged her tightly, for fear that this warm embrace would suddenly disappear.

"Yeah." Feng Xi nodded, then let go of him, and wiped the tears from his face, "I cry when I'm so old, I thought I never cried the first time I went out alone, but I was crying Dad. Alright, stop crying, go find a restaurant to eat first."

"Yeah." Han Pu himself embarrassedly raised his sleeve to wipe away the tears on his face.

The two were about to look for a restaurant, and suddenly a large group of people came to face each other. Some were driving ox carts, some carrying baskets, and carrying large bags and small bags on their backs. They were all yellow and thin, all over the body. Aeolian. Pedestrians on the street gave way, and the two squeezed to the side of the street, watching this group of people pass through the street and head straight to the south gate of Taicheng.

"Hey, it's another escape." Someone sighed.

"Old man, where did these people come from? Where are they going?" Feng Xi asked an old man beside the road.

"The girl probably won't enter the city for a long time?" The old man looked at Feng Xi, "It has been several calls, all from the Jiancheng side. The Lord has sent General Tuobahong to attack Beizhou. These are all refugees who fled over there."

"The attack on Beizhou? When did this happen?" Feng Xi couldn't help being surprised when she heard this.

"It happened one month ago." The old man sighed, "Speaking of speaking, it is not for Xuanji, and I don't know how many people will die!"

"Xuanji?" Feng Xi frowned.

"Yes." The old man's eyes full of vicissitudes flashed with deep pity, "I heard that Xuanji appeared in Beizhou, and the Lord said that the North King won Xuanji and didn't give it back to the imperial capital. So he sent troops to crusade."

"It's just an excuse." Feng Xi said to herself.

"It's safe to be here, why are these people leaving?" Han Pu asked, wondering.

If it is to avoid disaster, Taicheng is a few cities away from Jiancheng, and has long been far away from the flames of war, but I don't understand why those people continue to go on, and then it will be Ercheng, which is a border city.

"They want to go to Jizhou." The old man looked at the end of the street. There was the south gate. After the south gate was the official road leading to Ercheng, "Beizhou and Shangzhou are constantly fighting, but they are evenly matched. Every time there is a war, they can’t get a bargain for each other. The people sitting on the jade seat don’t care, but the people are suffering, turbulent, and wealthy. Jizhou is a powerful country with few wars, and it treats refugees from all states. There are proper arrangements, so everyone wants to go there."

"Oh." Han Pu nodded, and looked back at Feng Xi, only to find that her gaze fell somewhere forward.

There was a six or seven-year-old girl in the group of refugees. She thought she was very hungry. She pointed to the biscuits stand beside the road and cried vigorously. Her tired and haggard mother was comforted in every way. She just kept crying, her mother Helpless, he had to beg to the stall owner, but was pushed aside by the stall owner and fell to the ground.

The old man’s gaze also fell there, but he only sighed deeply when he looked at it, “Every day there are people like this. If the biscuits stand is a charity, you don’t need to eat. Alas, the people just want to eat. I don’t care about Xuanji Xuanshu."

Feng Xi walked over, helped the woman on the ground, took out a silver leaf from her bag and handed it to her.

"Thank you girl! Thank you girl!" The woman thought she had met a god, so she hurriedly thanked her.

Feng Xi shook her head and smiled, but couldn't smile brightly. She turned her head and took Han Pu, "Pu Er, let's go." Looking up at the sky, it is still so blue and the sun is still shining, but it can't reflect a peacefulness. Prosperous land.

"Just want to eat a full meal--just eat a full meal."

Muttered a sigh, with a sense of sorrow and a sense of realization.

Note:

[Note 1] Wei Zhuang "Si Di Xiang"