Chapter 1113: Imperial concubine

The impatient expressions on everyone's faces faintly showed anger.
When the two carriages came, everyone's brows tightened.
There is a Jinlou Garden in Crane City, which is the royal palace, so there are a lot of pick-ups here. Ordinary people have seen a lot, and they can almost tell the shape of the carriage used by the royal family.
The carriage in front of him was used by the royal family.
Everyone was a little angry at first, all because the emperor brought the rebels here and made them feel uneasy. Now, if the war has been fought for a few days, the rebels are about to slaughter the city, and the city gates are closed to prevent them from leaving the city Escape, isn't this asking them to be buried?
In this case, everyone naturally has the meaning of repelling or even resisting the royal people.
Everyone is ready to move, just waiting for the people above to come down.
But the next moment, they saw a young and pretty girl lift the curtain, and helped down a plainly dressed, slender woman who was even a little haggard.
Suddenly, everyone was stunned.
Nan Yan came up from the carriage, stood still, and looked at the people around him, with a slight smile on his pale face.
Everyone stopped moving for a while.
If at this moment, a man or a woman in costume came down from the carriage, they would all rush up to seek justice for themselves, but such a pale and slender woman made them somewhat at a loss.
After the Nanyan station was settled, he turned around and took a person from the carriage.
It turned out to be a five or six-year-old monk.
He was dressed in a gray, white-washed monk robe, his sleeves were rolled to his elbows, his arms were exposed, his legs were tied with trousers, he looked serious and looked very cute.
No one knows what to say.
And the gentle, modest and quiet smile on Nan Yan's face seemed to have a kind of magical power, and it calmed everyone's irritability in an instant.
Everyone looked at them quietly.
Ran Xiaoyu and Ye Yu walked to the side of the carriage again, took a few baggage out of it, and followed Nan Yan.
Nan Yan took Mingxin's hand and walked forward slowly.
The avenue was originally crowded, but wherever they went, the people there stepped aside to make way for them.
Nan Yan didn't say much, and walked forward calmly.
Ye Yu and Ran Xiaoyu, who followed behind her, were holding the baggage, with cold sweat in their palms.
Just halfway through, Nan Yan ordered the team following them to detour to the gate of the city without following them. She insisted no matter how hard Ye Xu and Ran Xiaoyu persuaded.
Now, there are only three of them and four of them.
If the people rushed up, they could be torn apart.
However, these people really didn't move at all, so Nan Yan took them all the way to the gate of the city smoothly.
As soon as I approached the city gate, I saw pools of blood on the ground.
There are also some people with injuries on their faces and swollen noses sitting on the street. Everyone's faces are more angry than those before, and they are full of guard when they stare at Nan Yan.
Nan Yan winked at Ran Xiaoyu.
Ran Xiaoyu nodded, and walked over with the baggage, and walked to the injured people: "Everyone is hurt, there is medicine that can cure the injury."
She opened the baggage, and it was indeed full of wound medicine.
Everyone was stunned.
At this time, Xiao Mingxin said: "Sister Xiaoyu, I'll help you."
After finishing talking, I ran over and took the medicine to the injured people.
The mentality of the common people is also simple. As long as they are more tolerant to women and monks when they are still sensible, they are even less guarded. At this moment, a pretty woman brings medicine to them, a screaming little monk. Come to give them medicine, and everyone's suspicion has naturally decreased.
Xiao Mingxin also took medicine and helped to apply it to the injured person's face.
The young man hesitated for a while and said, "Little master, thank you very much."
Mingxin smiled sweetly: "No thanks, this is what the little monk should do."
The atmosphere is more relaxed.
Everyone looked at Nan Yan again. She walked to the gate of the city. Many of the soldiers guarding the city were injured in the riot, with their noses and faces swollen, and bleeding, so she asked Ye Zhen to deliver the medicine.
The soldiers all came up to thank you.
Seeing Nan Yan like this, the common people were also a little puzzled, and they speculated about her identity. At this moment, Wen Ye, who was patrolling the tower, saw this scene and hurriedly walked down: "The concubine! Why are you here?"
Concubine? !
These two words stunned everyone immediately.
None of them expected that this quiet, slender woman would be a noble concubine!
It was also rumored that in order to canonize her, the emperor even changed the course of the emperor, regardless of the edict left by Emperor Gao, and promoted the new deal. !
I heard that the emperor pampered her so much that she has reached the point where it cannot be added. The common people have said that they are also wondering about her appearance.
But I didn't expect--
Look at her calm smile again. Although she is not the peerless beauty that everyone thinks, she exudes a very comfortable atmosphere, which makes people forget the vulgarity, and can't help but want to listen to her. , Look at the way she smiles.
However, there are still unappreciative people in the crowd.
As soon as he heard the word "concubine", someone immediately stood up: "Concubine? Why did the concubine come here to behave?"
Standing on the steps, Nan Yan looked back slowly when he heard this voice.
She is a forty or fifty-year-old woman who looks very strong.
Next to her were some women of the same age, probably from the same village, all dressed similarly, with a hint of resentment and dissatisfaction on her face, staring at Nan Yan.
When Wen Ye heard this, he immediately took a step forward.
"Don't be rude to the concubine!"
Nan Yan stopped him as soon as he raised his hand, stepped down, and said with a smile: "The palace came here because I heard that you just had a misunderstanding with the soldiers who defended the city, and they were all injured. It's just a wound medicine."
"You don't need to be hypocritical!"
"Yes!"
"Fake kindness!"
Nan Yan still smiled: "The wound medicine is here. If it's fake, you'll know after using it."
The women couldn't help but glance back.
The young people who had been beaten to the blood before, because Xiao Mingxin gave them medicine, it did stop the bleeding immediately, and the wound was not so painful.
Moreover, facing such a peaceful woman, they can't get fierce.
So he whispered and murmured: "Many, thank you for the medicine.
Nan Yan smiled and said: "Don't thank you. This palace just hopes that everyone will not have any misunderstandings. If you hurt your own people, then it shouldn't be."