A beautiful daughter came to the Xiangfu

The mute girl raised her head suddenly, tears flashing in her eyes.

"Prince, Princess. Please..." The mute girl knelt and looked up, and the guards quickly pulled her back.

"be honest."

"Take her away!" said King Xiao An, and the mute girl was taken away.

I haven't been around Haicheng much yet, but I've been tossing around the south and north of the Yangtze River for a long time, under the guise of traveling around the south of the Yangtze River, but as a result, the weather has gradually turned cooler as summer has passed and autumn has begun.

The journey back to Beijing will take another month, and after this trip, it will be the end of the year.

The mute girl was returned to the Tao family, and it was up to them to decide what to do with her.

Before returning to Beijing, I prepared all my winter clothes. After all, it was almost the end of the year, and the weather got colder the further north we went.

"It will probably snow when we get back."

Set off, hit the road. When coming here, we mostly travel by water, and when leaving, we mostly travel by land, through the countryside and wilderness, without the prosperity of the water route.

Lin Qingyang recalled how she looked when she returned to Beijing.

It’s a bumpy road and the future is unknown.

Now, the target ahead is indeed the familiar capital city.

After walking for half a month, they arrived at a "wilderness".

Not far away, there was a small team. The identities of those people could not be seen clearly, but it was vaguely clear that they were a team.

"Who are those people over there? They don't look like a caravan. A caravan should have carriages."

Lin Qingyang looked into the distance. It was already dark and he couldn't see the clothes of the passersby clearly.

But a few figures were looming as if they were wearing shackles.

"Are those people exiled prisoners?" Lin Qingyang asked, pointing at the crowd over there.

Prince Xiao An looked in the direction of her finger.

"Well, it should be. This is the intersection of several large cities. These people may be heading east or south."

Prince Xiao An expressed his guess.

Lin Qingyang lowered his head, thinking about something.

Prince An looked at her in a daze and wanted to tease her, but he saw tears in Lin Qingyang's eyes.

His heart skipped a beat, thinking that Lin Qingyang must have remembered something.

"What's wrong with you?" asked Prince Xiao An gently.

Lin Qingyang raised his head.

"I miss my father." Lin Qingyang's voice was hoarse.

"Are these people truly guilty? How many families will be implicated by them?"

Lin Qingyang sighed!

Prince Xiao An looked at her, patted her with his hand, and comforted her: "Don't think too much. Even if there is injustice, it will be dealt with sooner or later."

Lin Qingyang nodded dejectedly.

She thought of her father, who had died unjustly before she was born.

Little Prince An wanted to comfort her, but he had no way to do so. Lin Qingyang had never seen her father. She grew up with her mother, but what about herself?

Lin Qingyang's mother lived with Lin Qingyang for fifteen or sixteen years. Although they lived in the countryside, compared with Prince An who grew up in the capital, Lin Qingyang was lucky.

When they arrived at the inn, they were extremely cautious and careful. Fortunately, the journey went smoothly.

Originally, Xiao An Wang and the others were eating in the room, but Lin Qingyang was in a bad mood because of what happened just now. So, Xiao An Wang took her to the hall to experience a different environment to save her from thinking too much.

The people in the inn were also in a hurry. There was more than one inn here. Although there were a lot of people, it was limited to mobility. However, when there were too many people, it would be chaotic and no one knew what would happen.

An old man was with a young girl, apparently they were a grandfather and granddaughter. The girl was very dependent on the old man, and the old man tried his best to protect the girl. Judging from their appearance, they were always cautious.

They sat at the table right in front of Prince An to eat, one bowl of noodles for two people. It looked quite difficult.

When Xiao Anwang saw the old man carrying a huqin, he thought they must be making a living from it. So he shouted to them, "Old man, can you sing?"

The old man and the girl over there looked over here, and both nodded timidly, a little scared.

Little King An smiled and said, "Uncle, we are not bad people. We are very tired after traveling all the way here. After you finish eating, play a song for us to cheer us up. I will treat you to a meal."

The two looked at each other, and seeing their gorgeous clothes, they knew that they were rich people. They had to take the piano beside them, choose a relatively cheerful song and sing it.

When the song ended, applause broke out all around, and the girl's voice sounded like heavenly music.

Prince Xiao An waved his hand, and the servants brought a few dishes to the old man at the table and gave him some change.

The old man kowtowed in gratitude.

King Xiao An stopped them and asked them.

"Old man, where are you going?"

The old man pulled his granddaughter beside him and answered, "We are going to Beijing to seek refuge with our relatives."

"Oh? Who are your relatives when you come to Beijing?" asked Prince An.

"My cousin is the concubine of Prime Minister Lin. Her family suffered a disaster and all the family members died. Only my grandfather and I are left." The little girl replied.

"Lin Xiangfu?" Lin Qingyang was puzzled. Which other Lin Xiangfu could it be?

That aunt shouldn’t be very young, right? This cousin should be younger than me. I don’t know how old my uncle’s aunt is. It turns out she’s not from Beijing?

"You guys rashly went all the way to the capital, are you sure you can find that aunt?"

Lin Qingyang did not reveal his identity.

"I'm not sure, but my family is really sad. Several people in my family died of illness some time ago. In order to treat them, our house and land were mortgaged. Now we have no house and land, and we can't survive. We have to go to Beijing to seek refuge with relatives. Even if we have to sing all the way, it is better than waiting to die in the countryside. Those gentry want to snatch my granddaughter, we..."

The old man sounded sad, and the girl next to him was also sad.

That girl does have a good voice, but...

Lin Qingyang recalled the life in the Lin family. That concubine didn't have an easy life either. Although she gave birth to a boy, she was helpless.

"Uncle, what else can your granddaughter do besides singing?" asked Little King An.

"She can do farm work, she's hardworking, smart, and quick to learn. She can do anything from sewing to mending to washing. But I feel bad for her. If she's sent to a wealthy family to be a maid, it'll be fatal. I know her cousin's aunt must be having a hard time, but there's nothing I can do."

The old man seemed to understand that it was not easy for a wealthy family to do anything. It seemed that the old man really cared about his granddaughter. After all, they were the only two left in the family to depend on each other.

"Old man, it's very hard to go to the capital. We are on the way, so why don't we give you a ride? You can sing a song for us along the way!"

The old man knelt down and kowtowed again, and pulled his granddaughter to kowtow together.

"I have met a living Bodhisattva, a living Bodhisattva!" The old man kowtowed and expressed his gratitude.

Little King An asked the people around him to pull them up, "Old man, eat, so that you can have strength to sing for us."

King Xiao An ordered his men to take care of the old man and his granddaughter.