The tyrant family read my heart and doted on me.

The city guards drove people away without any scruples.

The refugees who were driven out seemed to be healthy, but in fact, the skin under their clothes had begun to develop sores. Because they wore so much in winter, they couldn't see it, and they 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. They felt that there was no way to survive. Every one of them was crying.

The cries were deafening and soared into the sky.

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

They had just been wandering around the tea stall when they saw Emperor Zhaoning and his entourage who were visiting privately incognito. They originally wanted to come forward to pay their respects, but they did not expect to hear the words of Emperor Zhaoning and the eldest prince.

I also learned that Emperor Zhaoning wanted to take in the refugees, but he did not take them in because he was worried that the refugees would affect the city's appearance.

At this moment they are here to help the refugees improve their appearance.

Feng Caiwei said happily: "Father, mother, we just need to help these refugees improve their appearance so that they are decent and considerate and no longer affect the appearance of the city. The emperor will be very happy if he knows about it."

Prince Duan agreed with a smile: "No. Maybe, if your uncle is happy, he will take you into the palace again and pamper you."

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

Feng Caiwei snorted coldly: "That old eighteen-year-old who is neither male nor female can't be proud for long."

"Yes." King Duan agreed.

Ever since Prince Duan and his family were kicked out of the palace last time, Prince Duan's Mansion has become less powerful than before. Anyone who sees it has to poke a finger at it, making life difficult!

They worked hard to regain their grace.

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

"You guys, go take care of the refugees in the east, you, take care of the refugees in the west, and the rest, follow me." King Duan arranged.

The commander of the city patrol saw the sudden appearance of King Duan and his party, which was preventing them from driving away the refugees. He also led people to have close contact with the refugees, so he hurriedly stepped forward to stop them.

"His Royal Highness Duan Wang, the Holy One has decreed that you are not allowed to have close contact with the refugees. Can you please leave quickly with your servants to protect you?"

"Otherwise, it would be bad if you contract the plague."

Although the commander of the city patrol also felt that the plague was nonsense, he still tried to persuade him appropriately in order not to leave any excuses for his position.

"What kind of plague is there!" King Duan waved his hand indifferently, "I am not one to be scared. You don't need to scare me."

"The emperor told me."

"I know the emperor's opinion best." King Duan said: "The reason why the emperor used the excuse of the plague to drive away the refugees is because he did not want the refugees to flood into the city and affect the city's appearance, and the national treasury is empty and unable to accommodate these refugees. If I take the Spend your own money to help the emperor solve this problem. Once the emperor is happy, he will definitely reward you generously."

When the commander of the city patrol heard this, he was a little moved, "Is it true?"

In order not to be blocked and to carry out the work smoothly, King Duan said firmly: "Of course it is true. Do I need to trick you about this kind of thing?"

"Of course it's not necessary."

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

"No."

Not only did the commander of the city patrol not stop him, he was also a little moved and wanted to work with King Duan.

He looked at King Duan flatteringly and said: "Your Highness King Duan, you see there are so many refugees, one more person will be more powerful. Can I help you improve the appearance of the refugees?"

In this way, if he is rewarded based on his merits afterwards, he also has a share.

As the commander of the city patrol, he has not been promoted in many years, so this is a good opportunity.

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

"Okay, everything depends on King Duan."

The commander of the city patrol no longer drove people away, but also took people with him to help King Duan's people improve the appearance of the refugees.

Each and every one of them had close contact with the refugees.

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After Emperor Zhaoning and others rested for a while, they returned and asked about the refugees. Indeed, someone blocked the news and did not report it.

He issued an edict condemning 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 guards is also brave. He has been punished like this, and he is still helping King Duan do things secretly. Alas——

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

Although they can order people to bring them back to eat, the buns they bring back are not as delicious as the ones freshly baked, and everyone wants to eat the buns freshly baked.

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

He hurriedly stepped forward to receive them: "Two noble ladies, are you here? Is it right to eat steamed 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 care of this idiot. " Let’s get into the thirty cages!”

The boss said with a smile: "My lord, the buns will be here soon. However, there is no need to give money today. I treat you to eat them as a reward for your great kindness in supporting the business of the shop."

As the saying goes, a favor must be repaid.

The boss is a grateful person.

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

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

The eldest prince smiled and said: "Jiujiu, do you think eldest brother is awesome? You don't need to pay for eating steamed buns, please praise me."

"Shameless!" The Thirteenth Prince sneered, "You are still eating and drinking at such an old age."

"You idiot, what do you know?"

"I know everything." The Thirteenth Prince said.

"Exactly." The eldest prince snorted coldly, "For your stupidity, I won't argue with you." He turned to look at Jiujiu, "Jiujiu, why don't you praise your brother?"

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

There were several minions behind him, all of the same virtue.

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

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

"Brother, this matter is none of your business. What's more, don't you hate this Feng Jiujiu? Why don't you stand with me?"

"I will soon regain the emperor's favor, and this Feng Jiujiu is neither a man nor a woman. I will send her back to the cold palace sooner or later."

"If you continue to get tired of being with her, it will have a bad influence."

Although Feng Caiwei is young, when she speaks now, her features are domineering and vicious, and she looks a bit more fierce than an adult.