Gu Jian was unwilling to follow them back to Beijing. Daohua and Xiao Yeyang were helpless, but they couldn't persuade the old man.

For them, there are still some concerns about the capital that they cannot let go of, but for the old man, except for the two people who are related by blood, the Emperor and Prince Heping, he hates that place from the bottom of his heart.

The Emperor and Prince Heping are not ordinary people. Even if the old man goes back, they won't have much time together, so it's better not to go back.

"Okay, don't worry. I have already agreed with Wen Xiu that we will be away for a few months and let him spend more time with the old man."

Listening to Xiao Yeyang's words, Daohua looked a little more relaxed: "Yes, Master quite likes my eldest brother."

Xiao Yeyang smiled and said: "The main reason is that your eldest brother has the patience to play chess with the old man, but I can't sit still." The old man's chess moves are too slow.

Knowing that Gu Jian would not go to the capital with them, Daozi took the initiative to live with his younger brothers and sisters in Nanshan Hall, saying, "I want to spend more time with my ancestors", so as not to miss them when they left.

In this regard, Gu Jian was naturally happy to see the success, and his filial piety towards Sanxiao was very useful.

As February approached, Daohua saw that Xiao Yeyang was almost done arranging Xiliang's affairs, so she started to ask the three little ones to pack up their gifts.

As the eldest brother who has already gone out, Daozi feels that it is necessary for him to take on the important task of teaching his younger brothers and sisters how to clean up and behave properly.

Daozi did not pack up her own gifts, but went to the twins' bungalow first and guided her younger siblings step by step in packing their things.

Like Rice, the twins also tidied up their dollhouses themselves, so the two little guys have pretty good hands-on skills.

"Mom said, when we return to Beijing this time, we will meet many relatives, and we have to bring gifts for everyone. Think about it quickly, what gifts should you bring?"

The twins directly regarded this as a game. They took out some hidden things from every corner and handed them to Daazi with a smile, saying they were gifts.

Seeing that the three children were having fun, Daohua ignored them and continued to work on her own. When she came back again, the maid behind her was pulling a wooden suitcase.

When Dao Zi saw it, his eyes suddenly lit up and he quickly ran to take the suitcase from Gu Yu's hand: "Mom, what is this?"

Daohua smiled and said: "This is a box for you to put things in. You can put all your belongings in it, so you don't have to rummage around every time you use it."

As he said that, he took the smaller suitcase made for the twins and immediately started demonstrating it.

"You can put clothes and shoes in the box, as well as your toys, storybooks, etc."

As Daohua said, she put the twins' various dolls into the box, then closed it and stood it up: "In this way, you can drag it away by yourself."

Last time when she saw Daozi going out, Daohua suddenly had a whim and asked the craftsmen in the house to make several wooden suitcases.

These boxes are made of light wood and are not very big. Even twins can be dragged away.

Daozi likes the things his mother makes the most that can't be seen or bought anywhere else. She couldn't put it down and looked at her own larger red suitcase.

"This is mine."

Daomang took the pink suitcase and pushed the green suitcase next to his brother Daomiao.

Even though the little girl is only three years old, she already looks like a big sister.

Daomiao, this lazy little pig, enjoys the care of her brothers and sisters, and has never argued with Daomang about who is older and who is younger.

Daomang ran around the house pulling the suitcase, and then happily stuffed things into it with Daomiao.

Daozi also took his suitcase back to the wing and began to pack his gifts.

On the second day of February, after saying goodbye to Gu Jian, Daohua and Xiao Yeyang took the carriage to the capital with the three children pulling their respective boxes.

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At first, the third child was a little sad because he was separated from Gu Jian. After leaving the city gate, he was attracted by the pedestrians and scenery outside the carriage. He could no longer care about his sadness and started chattering excitedly.

Because Xiao Yeyang was usually busy running errands and didn't spend much time with the children, he always felt guilty. As soon as he went out, he became mingled with the three children.

Two days ago, Daohua felt quite happy watching the interaction between the father and son, but then she got a headache from their quarrel and sat directly on another carriage.

When we were about to leave Xiliang, many refugees with their families appeared on the official road.

Looking at the scrawny and thinly dressed refugees, Sanxiao’s voice became much softer.

"Brother, look, they don't have any shoes on. Aren't they cold?"

Dao Mang looked at the refugees passing by outside the convoy in surprise, Bao Zi had a deep doubt on his face.

Daozi frowned and said, "That's because they are very poor, very poor." As he said that, he looked at the twins seriously, "You must study hard, otherwise, if you can't keep our family's fortune, you will also

Become like them."

The twins were startled, one threw themselves into Xiao Yeyang's arms and the other into Daohua's arms.

Daohua comforted the rice seedlings in her arms and looked at Xiao Yeyang with some confusion: "Didn't it mean that the disaster has been alleviated after the drought-tolerant grain seeds were planted? Why are there so many refugees?"

Xiao Yeyang looked at the refugees outside: "These people may not be able to live in their hometowns." As he said this, he looked at the sky, knocked on the car door, and told the driver outside, "The motorcade will stop on the roadside at noon.

Next."

Not long after, the motorcade found an open space and stopped.

Xiao Yeyang got off the carriage with rice and walked towards the refugees resting on the roadside.

Daohua held the twins in the carriage and watched.

After going around in a circle, Xiao Yeyang came back with rice after understanding the reason why the refugees came to Xiliang.

Dao Zi got on the carriage, while Xiao Yeyang went to order the guards to take his handwritten letter to the nearest Jiuning Mansion to ask the prefect to accept these refugees.

"Mom, these refugees couldn't survive in their hometowns, so they came all the way to find a way to survive with their families."

"Mom, why can't I survive elsewhere, but I can survive in Xiliang?"

Looking at her son's puzzled eyes, Daohua explained patiently: "Because Xiliang is accepting refugees, the refugees will get help from the government when they come here. Not only will the wasteland they open up belong to them, but the government will also distribute grain seeds."

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"Here, they can find hope of living."

Dao Zi showed a look of astonishment, and then said proudly: "This is all because dad is so powerful, he is more powerful than other officials elsewhere."

Daohua nodded in agreement: "Your father has indeed sacrificed a lot for Xiliang. Now you know why your father is so busy, right?"

"As a prince, your father enjoys high official status, generous salary and the support of the people, so he has to shoulder the livelihood of the people and the development of Xiliang."

"If your father does nothing and doesn't care about the life and death of the people, then he won't be King Weiyuan for long."

As he spoke, he pointed at the refugees outside the carriage.

"Take the refugees outside as an example. If your father doesn't do anything, the number of refugees will increase exponentially, and our family only has a few guards. The refugees will have no way to survive. Seeing that our family has so much food, you

Say what will happen?"

Daazi shook his head: "They will swarm us and steal everything we have."

Daohua nodded: "So, if you are in your position, you have to seek your own government. Nothing in this world can be gained for nothing. Only when the people live a better life will your father's life be comfortable and smooth."

"You will have to be like this in the future. The greater the glory you enjoy, the greater the responsibility you will have to bear."

Daozi kept the words in mind: "Mom, I will be just like my father." As he said that, he looked at the refugees outside with sympathy, his little face wrinkled.

"Mom, these people haven't eaten for a long time, let's share some of our food with them."

Daohua naturally supported her son's kindness, but she said, "We don't bring much food. If we give it to them, we will eat less."

Daozi was silent: "Then let's eat less."

Daohua: "My mother is very happy that you want to help the refugees, but the food is not only for you, but also for everyone. You are willing to eat less, but are others willing? Being hungry is very uncomfortable."
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These words stopped Dao Zi, and after thinking for a while he said: "Then I will ask them one by one."

Daohua shook her head: "You are the young prince. If you speak, others will not be happy in their hearts. In order not to offend you, they will definitely agree with their mouths."

Dao Zi scratched the back of his head, looking a little worried: "What should we do?"

Daohua tapped her son's forehead: "Don't be anxious when something happens. If there is a problem, just find a way to solve it."

"People are not happy because you are using their food to help refugees. As long as you can make up for the food you took out, wouldn't it be enough?"

Dao Zi's eyes lit up: "Yes." As he said that, he frowned again, "But what can I do to make up for it?"

Daohua glanced at the red suitcase placed under the seat: "Didn't you bring your banknotes when you went out this time?"

"When you go to Guyu with your banknote, it's equivalent to using your own money to buy food for the refugees. In this way, the refugees can eat, and everyone doesn't have to go hungry. Both parties are happy."

Daozi thought this was a great idea, and hurriedly dragged out his suitcase and took out his only banknote of one hundred taels.

"Mom, I'll ask Aunt Guyu to send the banknotes and ask her to make more food for the refugees."

Daohua smiled and nodded, watching Daozi get off the carriage.

As soon as Dao Zi left, Xiao Yeyang appeared in front of the car window and looked at Dao Hua speechlessly: "My son only had such a banknote, and he was fooled away by you. You wouldn't be such a mother-in-law."

Daohua retorted: "I am teaching my son how to behave. It is better to do less to show generosity to others, so as not to offend others without knowing it."

He said and smiled, "By the way, let our son know that money is not easy to earn. Not only this time, but in the future, whatever Daozi wants, he will have to use his own body to buy it."

Looking at Daohua with a serious face, Xiao Yeyang secretly sympathized with the eldest son.

The brat will have a hard time without money in the future.

As he spoke, Daozi came back with a complicated expression. He was very happy to be able to help the refugees, but after the banknote was delivered, his heart ached. Why?

"Mom, I have no money left."
To be continued...