After the mistress of the Marquis' Mansion was reborn, she divorced and married the prince!

"The people in the queue in front are all children. It's hard to sneak in and start a fight, right?"

Shen Yingshi put his hand on Su Zhengyang's shoulder and followed his gaze to look at Song Mingli.

"Besides, if something happens to Song Mingli now, it will implicate these people, right?"

Su Zhengyang's brows were tightly furrowed.

He held a poisoned hidden weapon between his fingertips.

He had the confidence to take someone's life from a hundred steps away.

But Shen Yingshi's worries are not unreasonable.

"Princess Cheng seems to be more anxious than me." Su Zhengyang said with a frown.

"Tell her that this scene isn't okay. Wouldn't it be safer if there was an opportunity for an outing in the suburbs or a garden party?" Shen Yingshi blew the hair that fell on the side of his face.

Su Zhengyang sighed.

If he said that, would Princess Cheng give him another chance?

While Su Zhengyang was still hesitating, a disturbance occurred in the team distributing green rice cakes in front.

"This is for children to get spring rolls! You are so big and you come to get them! Do you have any shame?"

"Bah! You stupid idiot! You glutton!"

"You're so dirty! Don't stand next to me!"

A tall, dirty boy squeezed into the line.

But the children in the queue were particularly repulsive to him.

He was indeed a head taller than the rest of the kids and looked to be around fifteen or sixteen years old.

Children of this age are either studying or helping with housework. They don’t have the time to get some green rice balls and spring rolls.

But looking at the boy's silly expression, even when others scolded him, pushed him, or even spit at him, he just smiled silly.

"Isn't that child mentally retarded?" Shen Yingshi whispered.

Su Zhengyang saw him being pushed to the ground by several boys, who were kicking and slamming him.

"Why are you touching my sister? You idiot! You have such a bad heart!"

"This is a snack for children to satisfy their cravings, come and grab it!"

Su Zhengyang's face darkened and he was about to step forward.

But I saw guards pulling the children away.

"Those who cause trouble are not allowed to receive Qingtuan Spring Pancakes!"

"If you don't behave yourself, go home!"

The guard whispered a reprimand and the boys became obedient.

"He was the one causing the trouble..."

"He pushed my sister!"

"Shut up, everyone."

That big stupid guy, although he looked quite big, actually had no fighting power at all.

When bullied by a few kids who were a head shorter than him, he would just curl up on the ground, holding his head and huddling into a ball.

"Are you hurt?"

Song Mingli actually walked up to the big fool and asked in a soft voice.

Seeing this, Su Zhengyang stopped.

I don’t know if the big fool was scared or not, he just stared at Song Mingli blankly and didn’t know how to reply.

She should be impatient with such a dirty and stupid child, right?

Su Zhengyang is ready to go, ready to take action at any time.

"Nanxing, can you take a look at him? Is he injured?" Song Mingli did not leave. Instead, he asked the woman beside her to come forward and take the pulse of the big fool.

"Wow, is this a maid? The waistcoat she is wearing is made of snow fox fur, which is soft, warm and shiny. Look how beautiful the fur is."

"The clothes inside are made of cloud brocade, with silver silk embroidery, exquisite and expensive. How can a maid wear such good clothes?"

Shen Yingshi's family owned a silk and satin shop, so he knew a lot about these things.

Hearing him mumbling, Su Zhengyang couldn't help but look at him.

"Oh, she didn't mind and actually took my pulse!" Shen Yingshi said in surprise.

Su Zhengyang glanced sideways and saw that big idiot pushed Nan Xing's hand away and put his dirty sleeves, whose color could not be seen, behind his back.

He said woodenly, "Don't touch it, it's dirty."

Su Zhengyang frowned.

He has already raised his foot and is about to move forward.

Song Mingli then instructed the guards beside him, "There is a small inn not far away. Go get a room, take him to take a bath, and check his injuries."

"Don't be afraid. Who else is at home? Do you have parents?"

The big fool just looked at her stupidly and didn't answer.

Su Zhengyang was in the distance, staring without blinking.

Song Mingli was not impatient at all. Instead, he smiled gently and told the maid to go to Caiyunxuan and get a piece of clothes that the big guy could wear.

"Where is the head of this village?" Song Mingli asked.

The head of Nancun was soon found.

This was probably the first time I met an important person at such a close distance.

The head of the village was very nervous, his hands and feet were shaking, and his saluting posture was deformed.

Su Zhengyang stared at him from afar. He believed that only by observing a person from a distance could one see his true appearance.

There are common people here, and Song Mingli will expose her true nature in front of these people.

Or pretend to be kind to gain a good reputation.

"Is that child from Nancun? Does he have any parents or relatives still alive?" Song Mingli asked.

"To answer Madam's question," the village head swallowed nervously, "He was from our South Village, but his mother was injured during childbirth and passed away when he was three or four years old."

"His father sold all the land in the family to treat his and his mother's illnesses. Last year, he fell down the hillside while collecting firewood in the mountains and never came back..."

"This child has a hard life. There are no relatives at home who can take care of him. For more than a year, he has been surviving by picking up other people's leftovers."

Song Mingli nodded.

She lowered her eyes slightly, as if thinking about what to do.

Little did she know that in the distance there was a pair of narrow eyes staring at her coldly.

He watched her every move, every word and every action, and constantly evaluated her character.

She didn't even know that the person staring at her had a poisoned hidden weapon in his fingertips.

The poison is fatal on contact with blood and can take a person's life in an instant.

Song Mingli smiled slightly, "It is better to teach a man how to fish than to give him a fish. Even if you give him money and food, it is better to give him a job so that he can support himself."

"I think that except for his mental state, his limbs are still good."

When the village head heard this, he was surprised, and then overjoyed.

"Thank you so much! This child is pitiful, and we want to help him, but Nancun is not rich, and every family has their own difficulties."

"It would be great if you could...if you could take care of Yu Ping...you will be rewarded for your kindness."

The village head was so excited that tears welled up in his eyes and he spoke more anxiously.

Su Zhengyang, who was far away, sneered.

It's really for the sake of reputation.

There was deep disdain in his eyes.

Song Mingli smiled brightly and said, "You don't have to be polite, if you really want to thank someone, you should thank Princess Cheng."

"What happened today is a good deed by Princess Cheng."

"If there are any particularly poor families in Nancun who need help, you can make a list and present it to Princess Cheng!"

"Princess Cheng will definitely help to handle it properly."

The village head heard this, his eyes lit up, "Really...really?"

"Of course it's true. How could I lie to you?" Song Mingli smiled brightly. "If you are truly grateful to Princess Cheng, it would be best to have the people in the village write a letter of thanks together."

"This letter may be presented to the emperor. By then, the court will try to make life better for the people of Nancun."

Li Zheng's lips were trembling with excitement, and he didn't know what words to say to express his gratitude.

Song Mingli had already left with a smile, "I'll go see how the child is doing, the village head should go and do his business."

"Okay... okay! Thank you very much, madam, for showing me the way!" The village head quickly wiped away his tears.

The lady is right! This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to be seen by a noble person!

They in Nancun must seize this opportunity!

"Quick, go and get a gentleman who can write!"

After Song Mingli's reminder, the head of the village already knew what to do.