"Why don't you report it to the official?"
On the street, Princess Southwest heard the woman's cry, her heart tightened, and she asked with concern.
"Reported."
The woman cried, "However, the case has been dragged on until today, and there is no result. The officials said that the real murderer has not been found and the case cannot be finalized."
"Qingge, what's going on?"
Princess Southwest looked at her son aside and asked in confusion.
"It should be that the situation at that time was too chaotic and the government was unable to determine who the perpetrator was." Zhu Qingge speculated.
"Is there any way to deal with it?" Princess Southwest asked with concern.
"It's very troublesome."
Zhu Qingge answered truthfully, "It is most difficult for the government to deal with the refugee issue. If it is not solved well, it will arouse public anger. The government really does not dare to make a final decision easily before finding definite evidence."
"It's troublesome, but I have to do it."
Princess Southwest said sternly, "As for the people's anger, that is not something that the government should consider. Let them act with confidence and boldness. If something goes wrong, the Palace of Southwest will be there too!"
"Don't worry, mother, I will send someone to urge the government on this matter and let them solve the case as soon as possible!" Zhu Qingge nodded.
"Thank you, Princess. Thank you, Princess."
In front, the woman heard the conversation between the princess and the prince, and kowtowed excitedly one after another, her hair and face covered with dust.
"Get up quickly."
Princess Southwest stretched out her hand to help the woman up, and said with an emotional expression, "I am also a mother, and I can understand the heart of a mother. Don't worry, it takes time for the government to handle the case. You go home and wait for this matter. I will definitely ask the palace to give you a satisfactory answer."
"Public woman understands, thank you very much, Princess." The woman responded with tears on her face.
"Princess, you are such a good person. Only you are willing to stand up for us powerless people!"
At this time, in the crowd at the rear, a rough-looking man shouted at the top of his voice, "You must take care of yourself, otherwise, if we common people have grievances, we won't know where to go to redress our grievances!"
"Yes, the princess must take care of herself."
At this moment, the crowd was excited again, chattering and showing concern.
"Young Master?"
From behind, Hibiscus looked at the man in the crowd and suddenly felt familiar.
Isn't this a worker in the Li family's stronghold?
Saw it two days ago.
"Thank you."
On the machine chair, Li Ziye said one word calmly.
The support of the atmosphere team is still indispensable.
After a series of episodes, it was almost noon. Sweat appeared on Princess Southwest's face. It was obvious that her body was still a little weak.
"Princess, it's almost noon. Let's eat a bowl of noodles before continuing." Li Ziye spoke in front of a water stall and reminded her.
"Mr. Sai said, mother, let's eat a bowl of noodles and take a break."
Zhu Qingge was stunned for a moment, but soon realized that he was now a supporter, and hurriedly agreed.
On the side, Princess Southwest looked slightly startled, glanced at the noodle stall next to her, nodded and said, "That's fine."
"Auntie, let's have a bowl of water each." Li Ziye turned the machine chair and came forward and said.
"okay."
At the stall, the old woman responded and started cooking noodles for a group of people.
A bowl of clear water costs two cents. It's just water, with a little salt added at most. It's neither delicious nor unpalatable. It's mainly cheap.
In this era when material is not abundant, being able to have enough to eat is the greatest happiness for most people, and other things cannot be expected.
Li Ziye, as the largest second-generation rich and first-generation rich man in this era, has long been tired of eating delicacies from the mountains and seas. Now, he likes to eat a bowl of clear water.
"Ami, uh, delicious."
On the side, Sanzang was very hungry after walking around all morning. He finished a bowl of noodles in a few mouthfuls. Just as he was about to ask for another three or five bowls, someone glared back at him.
Faced with someone's bullying of the extras, Sanzang felt aggrieved and could only drink all the noodle soup. If he wasn't full, he drank water temporarily.
"Princess, are you still used to eating?"
After the old woman cooked noodles for several people, she looked at the princess in front of her and asked kindly.
"Does the old man know me?"
Princess Southwest raised her head, looked at the old man in front of her, and asked in surprise.
The old man didn't talk to her right away. She thought that the old man didn't recognize her.
"How could I not recognize him?"
The old woman smiled and said, "I have lived in this city for sixty years. When the princess and the prince first came here, I had already left this stall. At that time, I remember that the prince had just learned to run."
"No wonder the noodles made by the old man are so delicious. It turns out that I have been making them for so many years." Next to the princess, Zhu Qingge praised him while eating.
"It's just a bowl of boiled noodles. It's as delicious as it gets."
The old woman smiled and said, "I was worried just now that the princess and the prince would not be used to eating it."
"You can get used to it."
Zhu Qingge responded, "On the battlefield, there are many times when I can't even eat a bowl of boiled noodles. Old man, don't look at what I wear. I'm not picky about food, as long as I can eat enough."
“The old man’s boiled noodles are delicious.”
On the side, Princess Southwest said softly, "The old man doesn't know something. I am not from a wealthy family. When I was young, when I was sick, my mother would make me a bowl of boiled noodles, which tastes like the old man's."
At another table, Sanzang's eyes widened when he heard what the princess said, and he looked at someone beside him with a look of disbelief on his face.
Is this also a trust?
"no."
Li Ziye said calmly, "I only know that the princess is not from a powerful family. I don't know the rest."
However, Princess Southwest is definitely not someone who dislikes poverty and loves wealth. This boiled noodles is plain and not unpalatable. He, a rich second generation, can eat it, and so can the princess.
"Mr. Sai, I don't understand."
At the table next to him, Wan Qiluo asked in confusion, "Does this bowl of boiled noodles have any special significance?"
"No, don't read too much into it."
Li Ziye responded calmly, "If there is any meaning, there is only one. I want the princess to experience the breath of life. A bowl of boiled noodles, whether it tastes bad or delicious, is the breath of life. I do I want the princess to tell her that it doesn’t taste good, and then we will take the princess to eat what she wants to eat.”
Wan Qiluo looked thoughtful when he heard this.
At the table, Li Ziye finished eating his noodles and stared at the princess in front of him, eyes flashing with concentration.
From a personal perspective, he also hopes that the princess can cheer up.
Life is not just about the past and sadness, joy, anger, sorrow, and joy are just one of them.
If there is enough time, he can slowly treat the princess. However, the soldiers on the battlefield cannot afford to wait. The princess must cross the hurdle in her heart as soon as possible.
