Son of Song Dynasty

Chapter 96 Beggars and refugees

"It is said that Tokyo is prosperous and prosperous, but it is unexpected that there are so many refugees."

Taking advantage of the fine weather today, Zhao Dezhao changed into casual clothes. He only brought Qian Niu'er and three guards with him, and walked slowly all the way to Fanlou. At a glance, he saw a row of ragged refugees squatting on the wall of Fanlou. The beggar couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

"My lord, look at what you said, it's because Tokyo is prosperous and prosperous that there are so many refugees and beggars."

While talking, Qian Niu'er pouted towards Fan Lou.

"It's like this Fan Lou. It is the most upscale restaurant in Tokyo. It has the most wealthy businessmen and guests, so there are so many refugees and beggars who gather at the door every day to try their luck and ask for rewards. The same is true in our Tokyo city. It is because of the prosperity and wealth that it is easy to find a way of life, and those who can't make it through will be able to run to our Tokyo, after all, this is our Tokyo, right?"

Zhao Dezhao slapped Qian Niu'er on the back of the head angrily: "Fuck you flatterer, refugees and beggars are everywhere, but you are praised like a flower by you, you are so good at flattering, I haven't seen you here If you are a top dog in the palace, why not be sent out to follow Lao Tzu?"

"This sycophant, servant, came out from the palace to follow you. This is to make the best use of everything and make the best use of people." Qian Niu'er grinned, and slipped away with his head in his arms.

Zhao Dezhao stared, and was about to catch up with him and kick him again, when a guard came hurriedly, jumped off the horse and bowed behind his back to report: "Your Highness, that Lord Zhou has already accepted the post, saying that he will Arrive at Fan Lou for the banquet on time."

"Have you accepted the gift list?"

"Take it."

Zhao Dezhao waved his hand and asked the guard to go to Fanlou to prepare first.

The Master Zhou who is going to host a banquet in Fanlou today is the most reliable Dali Temple Minister Zhou Ziming recommended by Wang Xiuzhi.

Zhao Dezhao considered that he was too eye-catching when he came to visit in person, but if he sent someone to call Zhou Ziming to the county palace, it would seem disrespectful. In the end, he made a compromise and decided to hold a banquet in Fanlou and invite him. Ask Wang Xiuzhi to prepare a generous gift, and send someone to send the gift list together with the invitation to Zhou Ziming's mansion.

According to Wang Xiuzhi, the style of this minister of the Dali Temple is to "love money as an official, and be greedy in the right way." After placing the gift list, it is tantamount to showing a clear attitude.

It was still early for the banquet, so Zhao Dezhao had nothing else to do, so he strolled along the Bian River, admiring the scenery on both sides of the river.

There are many teahouses and wine shops on the river bank, boats and sails gathered in the waterway, shoulder to shoulder crowds on the wharf, wealthy businessmen with luxurious clothes, high-ranking officials and dignitaries, and ladies swimming along the river with their maidservants are seen on and off the boats;
Even those porters who went up and down the pier like a colony of ants, some of them wore silk shoes, and almost no one with a disheveled face was seen, which was enough to show that they could at least have enough to eat.It is not an exaggeration to call it a "prosperous and prosperous age" for the people at the lowest level of coolies to be able to eat enough to eat.

After stopping on the river bank for a while, Zhao Dezhao suddenly thought that this scene seems to be really similar to the famous national treasure painting "Along the River During the Qingming Festival" that he glanced at in his previous life, but if the course of history cannot be reversed, everything before him The prosperous and scenic spots in the Jingkang period will all be reduced to a set of hills and ruins.

"Master good man, please do me a favor and give me some money."

Suddenly, a group of beggars rushed towards the luxuriously dressed Zhao Dezhao, knelt down around him and begged for rewards, some even grabbed Zhao Dezhao's clothes, and the three guards behind him came forward and shouted To drive them away, but there were dozens of people, and it was impossible to disperse them all at once.

A few officials from the Kaifeng Mansion in black ran towards this direction when they heard the sound, and the group of beggars screamed like a mouse seeing a cat, and ran away screaming. The one behind was kicked to the ground, and the iron ruler in his hand pointed his forehead to greet him, and he was beaten so badly that he couldn't move.

Zhao Dezhao frowned, but it was the officials of Kaifeng Mansion who were maintaining order, and it was inconvenient for others to intervene rashly.

After clearing away the beggars blocking the road, the gentlemen seemed to have more than enough desire. They fiercely swung their iron rulers and beat the beggars squatting at the bottom of the wall in a row. The old, the weak, the sick, and the disabled with inconvenient legs and feet had no choice but to connect their heads to the iron ruler, so blood was flying everywhere in an instant, and ghosts were crying and howling.

Suddenly, an arm stretched out obliquely, abruptly blocking an iron ruler that was about to fall on the head of an old beggar, and it was a burly man in shabby clothes.

"Officer, he is quite old. If you smashed the iron ruler on his head, didn't you hurt his life? Please forgive me."

The burly man speaks Chinese very slowly, and his Kaifeng mandarin is choked out. It seems that he is a foreigner from the south.

"I'm just going to give this old thing a ride, and I'll give you a damn dog for a while!" The man cursed and tried to pull back the iron ruler with his hands, but he couldn't.

The burly man raised his right hand and gave it away, the man couldn't hold back his strength, and immediately staggered backwards. He got up and shouted, and immediately seven or eight men scattered all over gathered, each holding an iron ruler and facing Greeted by the burly man, the big man was outnumbered with his empty hands, and he didn't lose the wind in the slightest.

Zhao Dezhao praised: "He is a good man who can pity the lonely old man and can fight against the crowd!"

There was only a choking sound, and a gentleman was so anxious that he pulled out the waist knife he was wearing with him, obviously ready to kill him.

Zhao Dezhao's expression changed, and he pointed at someone casually: "Huang Erzhu, go and stop them!"

This Huang Erzhu was the old soldier whose hands were festered in the front office of the palace, and then he obeyed Zhao Dezhao's military order and ordered Sun Chengli to command Sun Chengli. Because of his straightforwardness and toughness, he was simply transferred to his side as a bodyguard.

Holding the scabbard of his waist knife, Huang Erzhu rushed into the crowd, swept and beat them. How could these ordinary people who were in the market place be his opponents for the rest of their lives, and they were scattered in two or three blows.

"Stop it all, I have a nobleman here!" Huang Erzhu shouted violently, pointing to Zhao Dezhao's direction.

Zhao Dezhao's clothes are luxurious and imposing, and standing beside him are two attendants holding the handles of their swords. It seems that they are well-known figures, and they have some good eyesight to be a public servant in Kaifeng Mansion, so the public servants dare not make mistakes , stopped immediately.

(End of this chapter)