"Uncle Yuanxi".

"Uncle Ziming, Uncle Haidong!" The children called out happily when they saw the people who had just entered.

So they were together all along; the other staff at the meat pie shop breathed a sigh of relief.

Watching his more popular subordinates quickly surpass him and walk towards Hong Xiaoduo and the others, Mu Rongjing felt a little resentful.

When they saw themselves, they seemed quite happy, but compared to their reactions to their subordinates, they lacked that natural and casual intimacy.

How to put it? It made him feel that he was slightly better to them than to outsiders.

Of course, he can't compare to Fan Wu either, because Fan Wu is his uncle!

My subordinates are still my uncles, but I was originally a young master, and now I am the heir apparent!

However, if he could win the heart of this beauty and she would accept him, then he would no longer need to envy uncles or maternal uncles.

What did they call her? Mother!

If I marry her, wouldn't I become their father?

Thinking of all this, Murong Jing immediately felt relieved and sat down calmly in the seat that had just been pushed back together.

"Shopkeeper, twenty meat pies and four bowls of mutton soup!" Yuanxi shouted loudly.

"Alright, please wait a moment, sir." The old man replied happily, and then picked up the two large food boxes that his daughter-in-law handed over and placed them behind Tianquan.

Seeing that Tianquan had gotten up to greet Hong Xiaoduo, Quan Jinghuai immediately stood up to greet Murong Jing, who had just sat down: "Please enjoy your meal, Your Highness. We'll be going out for a bit."

Tianquan was worried that his parents were busy and hungry, so when he entered the meat pie shop, he not only ordered for his father and mother, but also ordered for several other people. When it was delivered, whoever was with his parents would get to eat.

Now that things were done, Quan Jinghuai naturally wouldn't let his disciple deliver it to the government office alone.

Although the city is now filled with soldiers and generals from the Fengliang Kingdom, and they seem to have the situation under control, we cannot be careless.

"Uncle Yuanxi, is it really true that our Uncle Wu won't come?" Yaoguang asked again, unwilling to give up.

This morning I learned from Hong Xiaoduo that when Uncle Wu and Tianxuan's father parted ways last time, Uncle Wu went back to the capital to report on the matter of the moldy disaster relief grain.

“Little Yaoguang, if you want to see Uncle Wu, you can come back to the capital with us,” Yuanxi teased.

Yao Guang didn't know how to respond for a moment, so she simply pushed a meat pie from the plate in front of her toward Yuan Xi: "Uncle Yuan Xi, this meat pie is still warm, you can have one first."

Otherwise, how should she respond? Saying she's not going? Wouldn't that be the same as saying she doesn't want to see Uncle Wu?

"Going? Well, that means going with Mom and everyone else!"

Yao Guang's response made everyone laugh.

Children's minds are simple, unlike adults who are mature enough to quickly come up with suitable and plausible reasons.

Hong Xiaoduo and the others ate first and were almost full. They weren't in a hurry to get up and leave, since there were still plenty of empty seats in the shop. They didn't want to delay the business, so they waited for Mu Rongjing and the others to finish eating before leaving together.

Seeing that she had no intention of leaving after finishing her meal, Murong Jing didn't rush to eat. While eating, he listened to his subordinates joking with the children.

After they finished eating, when Zi Ming got up to pay the bill, he learned that Tian Shu had already paid for it.

When he turned around, Zi Ming didn't bother with the formalities with Tian Shu and the others. He had already met them several times and was quite familiar with their personalities. He figured he could just find a way to settle the bill at noon.

Anyway, barring any unforeseen circumstances, we'll definitely have lunch together.

Everyone knows why our master rushed here day and night; it's impossible for him to leave immediately after this meeting.

"Young lady, is it convenient for us to talk over here?" The old man at the pancake shop hesitated for a long time, but when he saw Hong Xiaoduo and the others getting up to leave, he mustered up his courage and stepped forward to ask her.

Hong Xiaoduo nodded and took a few steps to the side, probably wanting to find out some inside information from me!

"This old man sees that you are no ordinary person, young lady, so I would like to ask you what your plans are after the Fengliang Kingdom's army has conquered Hongliu City."

"I'm not here to spy on military affairs, I just want to have some idea of ​​what's going on. We've been oppressed and harmed for years, we have no hope at all," the old man explained cautiously.

Based on my observations this morning, the soldiers of Fengliang Kingdom seem to be good soldiers who won't harm the people. In that case, I'd even more like hoping they'll stay here forever.

"Don't worry, old man. Now that we've taken Red Willow City, we won't return it to your greedy and warlike emperor."

As the ruler of a country, if he doesn't think about how to let the people live in peace and prosperity, but only thinks about expanding the territory all day long, and doesn't care about the officials who prey on the people, then he is definitely a foolish ruler.

"Old man, just focus on opening your shop and doing business. No matter how much I say, nothing is as reliable as seeing it for yourself." Hong Xiaoduo comforted the old man, and in her heart, she decided that it was necessary to write another letter to the person on the dragon throne in the capital.

If the Yunwu Kingdom sends someone to negotiate, using both soft and hard tactics to get the return of Red Willow City, then it will truly be returned to them.

It's also necessary to talk to Mu Rongjing. He's the emperor's right-hand man, and his words can influence the emperor. At crucial moments, he can whisper in the emperor's ear.

"Good, good, good. Now that you say so, young lady, I feel much more at ease." The old man, as if reassured, clasped his hands in a fist salute to Hong Xiaoduo.

Although she was with a group of children, given her age, it's safe to say that her identity was definitely not ordinary. Ordinary people would enter a city when the Fengliang Kingdom's army was attacking it.

After leaving the meat pie shop, Hong Xiaoduo and her friends noticed that several shops on both sides had started to remove their door panels. It seemed that they had seen that the meat pie shop was doing well and wanted to try their luck by opening their doors as well.

When the war broke out, they did not flee this place. One reason was that they were reluctant to abandon the business they had worked so hard for over the years. Another reason was that they had nowhere else to escape to.

Even if other places are far from the border and less war-torn, the constant exorbitant taxes and the corrupt officials who prey on the people make life just as difficult no matter where you go.

"The matter of Tianquan has been resolved. What are your plans next? How long will you stay here?" Murong Jing asked softly to the person walking beside him.

As soon as Yuanxi and Tianshu left the meat pie shop, they automatically distanced themselves from Hong Xiaoduo, tacitly agreeing to his request. Of course, he himself also had to live up to expectations.

Hong Xiaoduo didn't think that much: "Tianquan has already obtained his parents' consent and will continue to come with me for the time being. However, I don't have information about the identities of the other children yet, so I'll let him stay here for a few days to spend more time with his parents. I'm not sure exactly how many days he'll stay. What about you, Your Highness? How many days can you stay here?"

"How many days do you want me to stay here?" Murong Jing gritted his teeth and asked in a low voice.

Huh? I think? Why are you asking me? Hong Xiaoduo thought she misheard...