When the Regent Princess kneeled, all the children in Beijing broke their knees.

"Go ask at Kang Mansion. You're giving me a headache hanging around here." Marquis Yongbo put the book down and said.

"It's too late. Let's go tomorrow."

Although Zhang Cunwen was dishonest and disobedient, he was born from her belly after all. How could she not feel sorry for him?

Over there at the Jia Mansion...

"Wow, wow, wow~ Is Chuan'er hurt?"

"I told him not to go to any college, but you didn't listen and forced him to go. Now my Chuan'er must be suffering. My poor child."

The tears fell down in pairs, as if they were free, just like pear blossoms in the rain.

Master Jia was so distressed that he hugged her and comforted her for a long time...

but……

After a while of coaxing, the taste became wrong.

(Not suitable for children, please use your imagination.)

"Mom, it's quite lively here." Ning Hanmo looked outside the carriage. There was an endless stream of people doing business, shouting, and selling goods.

Jiang Yunchu didn't say anything, but just rubbed his temples. He had gone to bed a little late these two days and felt a little listless.

Although their clothes had patches on them, they were still able to live. Jiang Yunchu had taken them to the village before, and looking at the working hands, he had a bottom line in his heart.

but……

As the carriage went farther and farther, it became more and more remote, and there were pale and skinny children and adults with numb expressions.

"Is this the slum?" Ning Hanmo asked.

Jiang Yunchu shook his head, "Not yet."

The people here still have life and can barely survive.

"It's still not over even after this?" Ning Hanmo looked at everything in disbelief. The curtain of the carriage had never been lowered.

If this doesn't count, then what does?

It turns out that there really are people who suffer this much.

The carriage drove forward for another quarter of an hour, and the coachman said softly outside, "Master, we can't go in."

"I understand." Jiang Yunchu, wearing coarse cloth clothes, opened the car door.

Under the car, Zi Su had already stretched out her hand, waiting.

Jiang Yunchu put his hand on Zi Su's hand, then stepped on the bicycle seat and walked down step by step.

She did not bring Yueyue with her this time because the little girl is still young, and she hopes that Yueyue's heart can be filled with beautiful things and that she can enjoy more childhood time.

The road ahead was very narrow, blocked by tree trunks, and no one had tidied it.

"Everyone get off the carriage." Jiang Yunchu looked at the environment and knew that there was no way the carriage could get in.

The children looked at the dilapidated road and the shabby houses on both sides. Some of them were made of stones and covered with tattered wooden boards. They could not withstand any wind or rain.

"Is this... habitable?" Kang Wu looked at the surrounding environment and couldn't help but ask.

But no one gave him an answer to his question.

When they walked into the real slums, the people inside did not inquire about them enthusiastically or ask questions when they saw them. Instead, their eyes were filled with fear.

Some children huddled together and looked at them warily.

"Hello, I mean no harm." Ning Hanmo squatted down and looked at the older child.

The child stretched out his arms and stopped the children behind him, "They are still young and can't do anything. If you want to take them away to work, take me with you."

The child spoke directly, and the numbness in his eyes was like a pool of stagnant water.

It was as if she already knew her own ending.

"Why do you say that? I don't need you to work." At this time, Kang Zhichun came over from behind.

She is a girl, not very old, with a smile on her face, and she is very approachable.

Seeing Kang Zhichun, the girl who had just spoken relaxed a little.

"But the people who came to our place kidnapped us to work. None of the children who were taken away came back alive." As the girl said this, she looked at Kang Zhichun with curiosity.

No one came back alive...

Abducted...

One unfamiliar word after another exploded in the children's hearts!

So, behind their glamorous world, there is such cruelty and filth?

Zhang Cunwen clenched his fists, but when he thought about his own abilities and strength, he could do nothing but get angry. He could do nothing.

For a moment, confusion and helplessness passed through his mind.

Jiang Yunchu looked at the children's appearance and expressions, and she was satisfied.

In this era, they have not become insensitive.

"Zi Su, go and give each of them a steamed bun." Jiang Yunchu gave the order.

Zi Su hurried to the carriage, took out the steamed buns, and gave one to each of the children. When the children saw their expressions, they relaxed a little.

"Are you fairies?" A very young child looked at them, especially at Jiang Yunchu.

She is so beautiful, so pretty, and her smile is so warm.

Jiang Yunchu rubbed the child's hair. The child's hair was dry and yellow, probably it had never been washed, and it felt sticky, but Jiang Yunchu did not dislike it. This was their current situation. It was not their fault, but the fault of the times and the managers.

They are just children, what can they change?

"We are not fairies." Jiang Yunchu squatted down with a warm smile on his face, blending with the sunlight in the sky. For a moment, it was equally dazzling and equally heartwarming.

"You are a fairy."

The child held the steamed bun as if he had obtained some treasure. He held it with both hands. His hands were all black, but he didn't care at all, as if he couldn't see it. His eyes were full of the steamed bun.

Jiang Yunchu smiled and did not answer.

Many people saw her making steamed bread and gathered around her. There were many people guarding the carriage, and there were also many people guarding Jiang Yunchu's side.

She had anticipated this situation.

She wanted the children to understand the life of the lower class, but she didn't want them to understand the hearts of the people at the lower class.

"At the feet of the emperor, there is the vast Daning and the prosperous Kyoto." These three summarize Daning and Kyoto.

"Poverty-stricken, poorly clothed, and hungry." The same three words describe today's slums.

The first sentence was said by Ning Hanmo.

The second sentence was said by Ning Qiancheng.

The other children are younger, but they also know about these things. It is not their status for them to discuss them.

The contrast of six words, how ridiculous.

"Girl, give me some. There are children at home and they are hungry." A woman with a leg disease came over limping, her face dark and her eyes full of pleading.

Kang Zhiqiu handed over a steamed bun, and the woman immediately held it in her arms, then dodged the crowd to prevent others from snatching it away.

I brought two baskets of steamed corn bread in total, but they were all gone.

The children found that although the steamed buns were gone, the number of people remained the same. They had seen some familiar faces before, but they came again. How hateful human nature is!