In the imperial capital, the streets are bustling with people, and it is very noisy and bustling. All kinds of sounds come together to form a series of lively and diverse pictures.

"Selling meat!"

"Selling buns!"

"Selling meat buns!"

Yell, yell, it’s so lively.

Qin Ye and Princess Ding walked side by side, strolling along the street, looking here, meeting there, and chatting. It was quite interesting.

Passing by a snack stand.

"That dried fish smells pretty good, Sister Yu, what do you think?"

"Didn't King Chen forbid you to eat spicy food?"

"How can I know if it's spicy if I don't try it? Boss, pack a bag for us."

Princess Ding: "..."

It seems to make sense.

I passed by a store that specialized in children's clothing, took a look around, and bought more than a dozen sets of clothes for girls.

"Why are they all girls? What if they're sons?"

"I like spicy food, sour boy, spicy girl."

"These are just rumors. Don't believe them. The emperor is counting on you to give birth to a grandson. If you don't give birth, who will?"

"You give birth."

“…”

After walking along the street, Yue'er and Yunying's hands were full of things, but the two girls were still walking around excitedly, not feeling tired at all.

Shopping and shopping are the talents of every girl, regardless of ancient or modern times.

An hour and a half later.

When you are tired of playing, find a teahouse to have some tea, take a break and continue shopping.

As we walked, we came to a more secluded place, and after walking for a while, we came to an area of ​​makeshift simple houses.

The houses here are very simple and new, probably built temporarily. The people here are dressed in rags, and they are all pale and thin, with dirty hands and black fingernails. There are men and women, young and old, a mixed crowd, and they don't look like normal residents.

Qin Ye took a quick glance and noticed something strange:

"What is this place?"

"You don't know?" Princess Ding was a little surprised. "This is a temporary residence built by Prince Chen. He took in beggars from the entire imperial capital, settled them here, and gave them a proper amount of money, allowing them to do business, weave, farm, or do other work."

Give them the opportunity to escape from being beggars and support themselves with their own hands.

And give them a home.

Qin Ye was slightly surprised when he heard this.

This was done by Zong Zhengchen? She didn't even know?

"After the Chinese New Year, the days passed quickly. It will be Qingming Festival in two months. In previous years, the Crown Prince... the eldest prince would lead everyone to the imperial mausoleum to worship their ancestors."

“Now that the eldest prince has entered the clan house, the position of crown prince is vacant, but the ancestor worship needs a leader. I’m afraid several princes want to compete for this position.” Princess Ding said.

There are six princes, but only one vacancy.

In recent days, each prince has been trying to make achievements and vying to show himself, hoping to gain the attention of the emperor.

Whoever can be the leader of the ancestor worship ceremony represents the emperor's respect and has the opportunity to become the crown prince.

Who doesn’t want it?

Qin Ye held his forehead and rubbed his eyebrows, feeling a little tired.

Ever since she became pregnant, she has been very well protected by Zong Zhengchen. She has not left the house and even the news from the outside world has been blocked. She knew nothing about such a big event as the Qingming Festival ancestor worship.

This can't go on.

She had to go out, contact the outside world, and know about the turbulence and changes in the situation. Otherwise, if an emergency happened one day, she wouldn't know what to do.

She glanced at the beggars living here. By chance, someone saw her, recognized her face, and called out:

"It's Princess Chen..."

"Princess Chen is here!"

"Benefactor, greetings to benefactor!"