Chapter 73 Jiujiu, why don’t you praise your big brother?

The patrolling city guards drove people away without any scruples.

The refugees who were driven away all looked healthy, but in fact, they had already started to have sores on their skin under their clothes. It was not noticeable because they were wearing so many clothes in winter, and they also looked a little weak when they walked.

They can eat and drink because they have been hungry for a long time and feel like they are about to starve to death, so they can't wait to eat and drink.

At this moment, they were suddenly driven out of the city and felt that they had no way to survive. They were all crying.

The crying was deafening and reached the sky.

It was at this time that Prince Duan and his wife and Feng Caiwei appeared.

They were just strolling around the tea stall and saw Emperor Zhaoning and his entourage on a secret visit. They wanted to go up and pay their respects, but they didn't expect to hear what Emperor Zhaoning and the eldest prince said.

It was also learned that Emperor Zhaoning wanted to take in refugees, but did not do so because he was worried that the refugees would affect the cityscape.

Now they are here to help the refugees improve their appearance.

Feng Caiwei said happily: "Dad, Mom, as long as we help these refugees improve their appearance, make them decent and considerate, and no longer affect the city appearance, the emperor will be very happy when he knows about it."

Prince Duan agreed with a smile: "That's right. Maybe, if your uncle is happy, he will take you back to the palace and pamper you."

Princess Duan's eyes were full of expectation: "Our good days are coming soon."

Feng Caiwei snorted coldly: "That androgynous old Eighteen will not be able to be proud for long."

"Yes." Prince Duan agreed.

Ever since Prince Duan’s family was driven out of the palace last time, Prince Duan’s Mansion is no longer as prominent and majestic as before. Everyone who sees it has to poke a finger at them. Life is not easy!

They took great pains to regain the emperor's favor.

They even spent a large amount of money and manpower to help these refugees improve their appearance.

"A few of you go take care of the refugees in the east, you take care of those in the west, and the rest, follow me." Prince Duan made the arrangements.

The commander of the city patrol guards saw Prince Duan and his entourage suddenly appear, hindering their efforts to drive away the refugees, and bringing their men into close contact with the refugees, so he hurried forward to stop them.

"Your Highness Prince Duan, the emperor has ordered that you cannot come into close contact with the refugees. Can you please leave with your servants and guards?"

"Otherwise, if you get the plague, that would be bad."

Although the commander of the city patrol also felt that the plague story was nonsense, he still did his job and in order to avoid leaving room for criticism, he still gave some appropriate advice.

"What kind of plague is this?" Prince Duan waved his hand nonchalantly, "I am not afraid of threats. You don't need to scare me."

"It was the Emperor's order."

"I know the emperor's opinion best." Prince Duan said, "The emperor used the plague as an excuse to drive out the refugees because he didn't want them to flood into the city and affect the city's appearance, and the treasury was empty and couldn't accommodate these refugees. If I use my own money to help the emperor solve this problem, the emperor will be happy and will definitely reward me generously."

The commander of the city patrol was a little moved when he heard this, "Really?"

In order to avoid being stopped and to get things done smoothly, Prince Duan said firmly, "Of course it's true. Is there any need for me to lie to you about this?"

"Of course it's not necessary."

"So, do you still want to stop me?" Prince Duan asked meaningfully.

"No."

The commander of the city patrol not only did not stop him, but was also tempted and wanted to work with Prince Duan.

He looked at Prince Duan in a flattering manner and said, "Your Highness, there are so many refugees. One more person means more strength. Can I help you improve the appearance of the refugees?"

In this way, he will also have a share when rewards are given out later.

He has not been promoted to the commander of the city patrol guards for many years, so this is a good opportunity.

"Of course you can." Prince Duan said, "But you have to keep it a secret for me. When it's done, we will give the emperor a big surprise!"

"Okay, everything is up to Prince Duan."

The commander of the city patrol stopped chasing people away and brought people with him to help Prince Duan's men improve the appearance of the refugees.

One by one, they came into close contact with the refugees.

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After resting for a while, Emperor Zhaoning and others returned and inquired about the refugees. It turned out that someone was indeed blocking the news and not reporting it.

He issued an edict to reprimand all the officials involved and fined them half a year's salary as a warning to others.

One of them is the commander of the city patrol.

The commander of the city patrol was also a brave man. Even after being punished, he still helped Prince Duan to do things secretly. Sigh—

The next day, Jiujiu went out with the eldest prince and the thirteenth prince to eat buns again.

Although they could ask people to bring the buns back to eat, the buns brought back would never be as delicious as those freshly cooked, and everyone wanted to eat the ones freshly cooked.

After arriving at the steamed bun shop and sitting down, the boss recognized his benefactors, the eldest prince and Jiujiu, at a glance.

He hurried forward to greet them: "You two distinguished people, you are here? Are you eating buns?"

"Yes." The eldest prince took out a silver ingot, put it on the table, and said, "Twenty..." He paused and glanced at the thirteenth prince. He had to take good care of this idiot, "Thirty cages!"

The boss smiled and said, "Sir, the buns will be here soon, but you don't have to pay today. I'll treat you to a meal as a token of my gratitude for your help in supporting our business."

As the saying goes, gratitude should be repaid.

The boss is a grateful person.

The steamed bun shop has been doing very good business recently. He has always wanted to thank the eldest prince and Jiujiu. He didn't have the chance before, but now he has it, he must seize the opportunity.

After the boss finished speaking, he left quickly, worried that the eldest prince and Jiujiu would refuse.

The eldest prince smiled and said, "Jiujiu, don't you think big brother is awesome? He doesn't even have to pay for the buns. You should praise big brother."

"Shame on you!" The Thirteenth Prince sneered, "You're so old and you're still eating and drinking for free."

"You idiot, what do you know?"

"I understand everything." said the Thirteenth Prince.

"Tsk." The eldest prince snorted coldly, "Since you are stupid, I won't bother with you." He turned to look at Jiujiu, "Jiujiu, can you praise your big brother?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Feng Caiwei appeared in front of Jiujiu and the eldest prince. She had a sneer on her lips and looked very arrogant.

There were a few servants following him, all of them were of the same character.

"Jiujiu, are you eating buns?" Feng Caiwei asked disdainfully, "Didn't you eat enough in the cold palace before?"

"Hey, what nonsense are you talking about?" The eldest prince was a little displeased.

"Big brother, this matter has nothing to do with you. Besides, don't you hate Feng Jiujiu? Why don't you stand with me?"

"I will soon be favored by my uncle, and this Feng Jiujiu, who is neither male nor female, I will send her back to the cold palace sooner or later."

"If you continue to hang around with her, it will have a bad influence."

Although Feng Caiwei was young, her eyes were full of arrogance and viciousness when she spoke, and she looked even more ferocious than an adult.