"It is Princess Qiao Lian'er, the protector of the nation."
The passerby stared wide-eyed, took another good look at the family, and frowned.
Who are these people who want to cause trouble for Princess Zhenguo? Princess Zhenguo is deeply loved and respected. How can you bring this bunch of beggars to her? Isn't that just causing her trouble?
Moreover, this family actually dared to address the Princess Zhenguo by her given name. What audacity! They clearly have no sense of propriety.
"I don't know." The passerby hurried away.
As they walked, they whispered something to each other and even looked back, clearly showing their disdain.
The family stared at each other in disbelief. Wasn't Qiao Lian'er supposed to be famous throughout the land? Everyone in the capital knew her, so why couldn't they even tell her where her home was?
"They must have seen that we were poorly dressed and didn't know we were related to Lian'er, so they were hiding like this," said the fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl.
"Dujuan, you're the most resourceful of the grandchildren. What do you think we should do?" the old man asked.
Du Juan'er thought about it carefully and came up with an idea.
She observed the pedestrians on the street and saw a kind-looking old woman strolling with her grandson. The old woman looked unhurried and relaxed, and was probably a resident of the capital.
She went over and stopped the person.
The old woman saw a dirty-looking girl blocking her way, and then she saw that there was a whole family beside her. She quickly pulled her grandson behind her, looking very wary.
"Don't misunderstand, Auntie. We just want to ask you about something," Du Juan'er said.
"What is it? Tell me quickly, I'm busy." The old woman remained vigilant.
Du Juan'er looked miserable, as if she had suffered a great injustice.
“Our whole family has been treated unfairly, causing us to be displaced and with nowhere to seek justice. We have heard that Princess Zhenguo is an upright and intelligent woman, and we hope that she can uphold justice for us. We finally made it to the capital, but we don’t know where she is. Please help us, Auntie.”
As she spoke, her eyes reddened.
Everyone else shook their heads and sighed as well.
The old woman thought that she was just an ordinary person. Although she lived a more comfortable life in the capital, she had suffered some injustices that she could not defend herself against.
Moved by compassion, she told the family the location of the Qiao family.
He added, "A family like the Qiao family has many guards at its gates. If you haven't seen them for years, you shouldn't be rash or unauthorized."
No one listened to this. Once they knew where Qiao Lian'er lived, they had a clear understanding of the situation.
Now I'm starving and exhausted, all I want to do is rush to the Qiao family's house for all the delicacies and feasts.
Under the overpass, Song Ruier practiced diligently for half a month, sleeping only three hours a day, and finally became quite proficient at writing with her left hand.
He couldn't help but want to laugh out loud. Even if he cut off his right hand, he still had his left. As long as the emperor didn't mind that he was disabled, he still had a chance to shine in his official career.
To earn some money, he went to a teahouse and found a job operating an abacus. At first, the boss disliked him because he didn't have a right hand, but seeing that he was proficient in arithmetic and could use his left hand quite well, he kept him on.
As Song Ruier was working on his abacus, he saw a group of people pass by the door. Although they were all covered in dirt and had few pieces of cloth on their bodies, he recognized the family immediately.
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