Looking at her sister, the earth was shaking and the mountains were falling. Cheng Yinger was about to go out, but she subconsciously retracted her steps.
Standing in front of the dressing table, I was stunned for a moment, then carefully checked my makeup several times before getting up and going out.
He didn't want his family to know that he was dealing with that deceitful person. Cheng Ying'er did not take her own carriage, but went out for a walk. After waiting for a while at a teahouse on the roadside, the carriages of Princess Changle and Kong Yingda arrived as promised.
"Sister Ying'er——"
Princess Changle waved with a bright smile, "Oh, today I'm going to find that handsome little scholar again, and he talks nicely. I'm very excited just thinking about it."
Cheng Ying'er lifted the hem of her dress and boarded Princess Changle's carriage with light steps.
"Oh, sister Ying'er, you are so beautiful today. That good-looking little scholar will definitely not be able to take his eyes away when he sees you..."
Princess Changle smiled and you hugged Cheng Ying'er's arm and teased.
Cheng Ying'er's pretty face turned slightly red, and she felt inexplicably panicked.
"Bah - who wants that scumbag to watch -"
…
Wheel wheel.
He quickly arrived at the gate of Wang Zi'an's courtyard. Wang Zi'an didn't see him. Instead, he saw two big yellow dogs tied at the door of Wang Zi'an. They bared their teeth and barked at them——
Is this going out?
The three of them were just about to find someone to ask about Wang Zi'an's removal, when they saw Old Wen opened the door and walked out.
"Are you guys here to see Zian too? He's not at home -"
The three of them did not hear the surprise in Old Wen's words, and asked with a gentle smile.
"Yes, we are his friends. Dad, do you know where he went?"
Princess Changle asked politely.
Old Wen looked at the three people carefully, then looked at their carriage, and then pointed at Dongshan.
"Going to the east mountain——"
Looking at the carriage gradually going away, Old Wen scratched his head in confusion.
"Why are there so many noble people looking for Zian today? It's only been a while, but there are already two groups..."
Lao Wen muttered a few times, shook his head in confusion, and went home directly. Zian is someone who wants to do big things, so I just need to take care of his home for him.
Since Zian has been busy in Dongshan during this period, Lao Wentou has given his two big yellow dogs to the gate of Prince Shuan's yard, and he and several neighbors nearby have taken the initiative to act as free housekeepers for Zian.
Since Zian moved here, who in the nearby villages has not received favors from Zian? Not to mention anything else, the benefits brought by the briquette factory and some novel household items have already changed the life of the nearby villages into a new look.
In previous years, in years like this, only a few people would be able to have a full meal, let alone keep their homes warm.
These common people have the simplest values. Whoever treats them well and allows them to live a good life must be treated well.
People must know how to be grateful.
Just as Cheng Yinger, Princess Changle and Kong Yingda were rushing to Dongshan, Changsun Wuji, who was taking a break from his busy schedule, had already arrived at the foot of Dongshan.
This Wang Zi'an has seriously threatened his position in His Majesty's heart, to the point where he can't do anything without him.
When the coachman stopped the carriage and helped him jump out of the carriage, he was shocked by what he saw.
What's this?
A house as crystal clear as jade, covered in silver, with different shapes?
These houses are scattered scattered, according to the terrain, like a group of palaces, and they have a chaotic beauty.
As the official secretary of the Tang Dynasty, the third division of Kaifu Yitong, and the Duke of Qi, he naturally knew that a group of refugees had gathered on Dongshan, and even knew about the food crisis some time ago.
He originally thought that even if Kong Yingda and his niece could get some food and arrange some work for these people, this place would definitely be a miserable place, like a hell on earth.
If you think about it, you will know that what the refugees lack is not just a mouthful of food. In these days of ice and snow, clothing, shelter, paving, and shelter are all major headaches.
Do you really think that if you open two coal plants, you can really provide work-for-relief and solve the problem?
How childish!
Relieving victims has always been a huge and complicated task. Only a pedantic man like Kong Yingda, and his niece who is simple and ignorant of the world, would naively believe in such an ideal-sounding plan.
Otherwise, why wait for them to mess around?
The imperial court had already done it on its own.
However, what he saw was such a strange scene.
A kind of house that has never been seen before, continuous and even beautiful.
He walked forward in disbelief, touched and poked with his hands, only to feel that it was crystal solid and cold to the touch, as if it was made of snow.
Just when he was in shock, he saw an old man with a gray beard and a thin body crawling out of a house. He couldn't help but waved curiously.
"This old man, what's going on with your house? Is it built with this snow?"
"Your Majesty, you have a good eye. Yes, it was built with this snow. Don't look at it. It's built with this cold snow. It's really warm to live in - even better than the old man's thatched hut at home that has air leakage from all four sides." Be warm—"
As soon as he mentioned this house, the old man suddenly became interested.
I thought I wouldn't be able to survive this winter, but who knew that a noble man would give me a meal and teach them a good way to build a house out of snow!
"Who taught you how to build this house——"
Changsun Wuji couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and asked curiously. As far as he knew, neither the old master Kong Yingda, the little girl from the Cheng family, nor his niece had such a method.
"It's a young man named Wang Zi'an. It is said that the young man is young and good-looking. It's a pity that the old man is not lucky enough to see him that day. Otherwise, I will have to kowtow to him. We are a family of six. , I was about to freeze to death, and I relied on this snow house to survive..."
Wang Zi'an, Wang Zi'an again.
Changsun Wuji couldn't help but feel something in his heart, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.
It seems that this Wang Zi'an does have some tricks that others can't do. He is not just a rotten scholar who can write a few crooked poems. No wonder he has caught His Majesty's attention.
"Can I go in and have a look?"
He was really curious. If he said that this house could block the wind, he would believe it. If he said that this house was warm, he would not believe it even if he killed him.
Just tell me that this cold house is warm?
"Okay, okay, as long as you don't mind it, you can watch whatever you want——"
As he spoke, the thin old man bent down and climbed in through the low entrance. Changsun Wuji stuffed his robe and climbed in curiously.
