Xianjun wants me to be his Taoist partner

Wei Ming: "Hey, good evening?"

"..."

The beggar ignored Wei Ming, half propped up and struggled to get up.Seeing this, Wei Ming quickly pushed him back to the bed and said urgently: "Don't get up first, you have so many injuries on your body that haven't been bandaged, and your legs and feet are weak now, it's better to rest."

Originally, he thought that the food would be prepared on the table, so that the other party could eat together, but now Wang Er didn't follow his orders, and in a hurry, he remembered that he still had a few sour fructose on his body, and hurriedly handed them to him.

"You eat some candy first, and after I wrap up your wound, go to the kitchen to find something to eat." Wei Ming forced the candy into the beggar's hand, and signaled him with his eyes.Seeing this, the little beggar became even more vigilant, and shrunk closer to the bed, subconsciously moving away from Wei Ming.

He watched the candy and swallowed, his stomach growling, but even so, he didn't put the candy in his mouth.Wei Ming, who was at the side, turned around anxiously, knowing that the other party suspected that the candy was poisonous, so he just picked out a candy from the hand of the beggar and stuffed it into his mouth, saying:

"Look, I ate it all. There is nothing wrong with this thing, so don't worry!"

The beggar guard was stunned for a moment, then scanned the gorgeous and luxurious decorations around him, hesitated for a while, finally tore off the candy's coat with his teeth, and threw it into his mouth.

Sour fructo candy is sour and sweet, not too sweet or too sour, it is the most attractive candy.If it was Wei Ming, he could eat several bags at a time.It is not easy for a little beggar to find something to eat when he lives outside, but this is the first time he has tasted such candies.

Feeling the taste from the tip of the tongue, the brows that were originally tightly frowned slowly relaxed, and even the whole small face softened a lot.Seeing his appearance, Wei Ming heaved a sigh of relief, turned around and picked up the bandage and gauze to start cleaning the small opening on his forehead.

"Do you still feel unwell? What's your name? Where are your parents and family members?" Wei Ming gently cleaned his wound, but the beggar stiffened, but he didn't hide from himself as before, and his expression was no longer tense—I expected It's the candy.

So Wei Ming took advantage of the victory to pursue and hit the railway while it was hot.If it doesn't pop out of the rock, then there must be parents.It's just that after so many years, I haven't heard much about the white funeral in Fengcheng, and I've been isolated from the world in Fengcheng. Why is this child alone?

The beggar bowed his head in silence, and suddenly pushed away the gauze bandage in front of him with one hand, regardless of the half-bandaged wound, he put the quilt on his body, and curled up into a ball.

Wei Ming looked at the child who refused to communicate with embarrassment, and somewhat complained why he suddenly wanted to ask this.If it is not a last resort, which parent would be willing to let their child live on the street? Why did I have to mention my parents just now?

He stared at the little ball on the bed, and said cautiously: "I don't have any other intentions, if you don't want to talk about it, that's fine. But, if you have no other place to go, why don't you stay in our Weifu?"

The outside environment is too cruel for a child of seven or eight years old.Without the ability to support himself, how can he survive as a child?It's better to stay in Weifu, it's more or less safer than outside.

The little beggar didn't answer, but sat on the bed curled up into a ball without any reaction.Looks like I really asked the wrong question.Thinking that I can't even do a good job of asking people's names, how will I lead the entire Laifeng City in the future?Wei Ming was in a low mood, and also fell silent, and began to review his faults slowly. When Wei Ming reviewed his three-year-old childhood scandal, the beggar said in a hoarse voice:

"I am a descendant of the invaders, and I am a useless person. The Wei Mansion will not take me in." The voice was deep and hoarse, and it was hard to imagine that it came from a child.

Intruder?What do you mean Is this related to the strange attitude of the residents and mother

"How come. Do you know who I am? I'm the Young City Lord, the future master of Fengcheng. If I decide to take you in, then no one will dare to question my decision!" Wei Ming pressed his heart in doubt.He raised his head, deliberately hiding the conversation he had with his mother just now. "Besides, who said you are useless. I am now starting to learn spells from the immortal master, and I am missing a school boy. I think you are just the right age."

Wei Ming stretched out his right hand to the beggar and said, "How about it, are you willing to be my book boy?"

Would you like to stay here?

The beggar's eyes widened for a moment.He raised his head and looked up at the young man in front of him, the plain white long brocade robe embroidered with dark lines of gold border, looking at himself with a smile on his face.No distaste and hatred, but genuine concern.Ever since I could remember, everyone looked at me with malicious intent, as if my own existence was the most fundamental mistake.He is very familiar with the emotion in everyone's eyes, which is the basic quality of begging outside.People with good eyes steal things by themselves, mostly shaking their heads and cursing.And the boy's eyes were the most beautiful he had ever seen in his life.

but.......

"You, do you know what you're talking about?"

"Of course I know!"

The beggar looked down again at the young man's white and slender hands, smooth and delicate, completely different from his own hands which were quite muddy and scarred.What a strange man, he thought.With his existence, others would wish to hide away when they saw him.That's him, he has to come here by himself.

but......

"Huan," he heard himself say in a hoarse voice, "my name is Huan."

It's not about admitting defeat or compromising, I just want to find a place to survive this winter first, I just want to see how long this person can maintain the gentleness on his face before tearing his face apart and slashing at him .

This means, accept it.Wei Ming pondered for two seconds on the tip of his tongue, and then asked in doubt: "Huan? It's just one word, you don't have a last name?"

The beggar was silent, Wei Ming said: "I always feel that this is weird, and it's not convenient to call it by a single word. Since my surname is Wei, if you don't mind it, how about calling me Wei Huan?"

Wei Huan raised his dark eyes and nodded. The name was just a code name to him, and he never even had a chance to use it.In Laifeng City, everyone called him nothing more than little beggar, hello, it doesn't matter if there is one more word or one less, since I have no chance to use it anyway.

Wei Ming heaved a sigh of relief.Looking at Wei Huan's worn clothes in a blink of an eye, he frowned again.Wei Huan followed the other person's gaze, and quickly let go of his tightly clenched hands. With a blushing face, he covered the area below his neck tightly with the quilt.

"No, that's not what it means." Wei Ming waved his hand, "It's just that the clothes on your body shouldn't be comfortable to wear." He squatted in front of the closet, and found his old clothes from the corner. "I can't find suitable clothes for a while now. I have some clothes from the year before last. You can choose one and make a living. We will go to sister Xiu to make you a new set of clothes in a few days." Sister Xiu She is a servant girl from the mansion, a few years older than Wei Ming, she is the daughter of a tailor, and she is skilled in embroidery.

Wei Huan looked at the clothes in Wei Ming's hands, it was a material he had never seen before.He secretly looked at the clothes on his body, lowered his head and randomly chose the simplest white clothes underneath.

"This one?!" Wei Ming said in distress. He didn't expect so many clothes, but Wei Huan chose the most plain and unobtrusive one.

"Are you sure you want to choose this one? You don't like the others?" Wei Huan nodded quickly.

Wei Ming sighed inwardly.That's true, you can't go out with clothes like this.

A few years ago, there was a time when he liked white very much, and begged sister Xiu to make this dress for him.Unexpectedly, I have a stubborn personality, and within a few days when I was climbing a tree to pick peaches, a small hole was scratched in my clothes by the branches.He considered that this was also Sister Xiu's wish, so it was not easy to throw it away, so he folded it and put it in the closet.Unexpectedly, after all these years, the clothes have not been thrown away by themselves.

Wei Ming sighed, frowned, skillfully took out the sewing box that sister Xiu had hidden under his bed a few years ago, and spread the white clothes on his knees.No way, I can't let him wear ragged clothes, can I?Fortunately, Sister Xiu secretly taught me some needlework before, and I hope my skills are not unfamiliar.

Sister Xiu is a girl, and she is good at flowers, plants and butterflies, and she thinks that ordinary things are not good enough for her young master, so she chooses some exaggerated and beautiful embroidery pictures when teaching.This caused Wei Ming to not know how to mend the gaps in his clothes at all, and what popped up in his mind when he was threading the needles were all the butterflies, bitter chrysanthemums, orchids, and pine bamboos that Sister Xiu was talking about.

"Why don't you choose another one?" Wei Ming looked at the Orchid Butterfly Picture in front of him and said with a dry smile.Although Wei Huan was only seven or eight years old, he was still a boy, so he couldn't dress so fancy like those little girls.Moreover, he glanced at Wei Ming's expressionless face, and subconsciously felt that it was inappropriate.

"No need." Wei Huan shook his head and grabbed the clothes, and changed them before he could react.

It was the first time for Wei Ming to know that the speed of changing clothes is so fast.

He likes this dress so much?

Forget it, it's just a few days, just wait a few days and find sister Xiu to sew the clothes.Wei Ming looked at the clothes on Wei Huan's body, and thought that luckily his embroidery skills hadn't deteriorated, and he couldn't see that the white clothes were torn at all.This is the pattern, he flattened his mouth, a little too fancy.

People rely on clothes and horses rely on saddles. Wei Huan has a good foundation, but after some careful combing, it seems a bit natural.Wei Ming looked up and down, and was very satisfied with his results.Sensing Wei Ming's gaze, Wei Huan raised his head and did not speak.

The two looked at each other, Wei Ming looked at his thin body and finally realized what he forgot: "I guess you are hungry too, you wait here first, I will go to the small kitchen to see what to eat."

After all, candy can only be regarded as a snack, and it is too reluctant to be used as a meal.This child is already thin and weak, so don't starve him out of illness.Wei Ming got up and was about to go out, but the other party grabbed his sleeve.Unexpectedly, Wei Huan was thin and weak, but his strength was not small. Wei Ming thought he was physically strong, but he couldn't move even if he was grabbed by his sleeve.He turned his head, only to see the other party's dark eyes looking at him, eyes full of panic.

Is he afraid of leaving by himself?Wei Ming suddenly remembered the thunderstorm days when he was a child, and he had the same expression, holding on to his father's sleeve, and he had to be accompanied by someone to fall asleep peacefully.His heart softened, he imitated his father, put his free right hand on top of the other's head, imitated his master and rubbed his hair, and said softly: "Don't worry, the small kitchen is not far from the room, I will be back in a while .”

When the beggar heard this, his hands became more and more vigorous.

Why does this have the opposite effect? ​​Holding on like this, how can he go to the small kitchen to find food

Wei Ming sighed and squatted down to look at him.He stared into each other's eyes and said word by word: "Don't be afraid. I promise you, I will never leave you alone."

The meaning behind this promise is really too precious.Even Wei Huan was taken aback for a moment, and the strength in his hands was unavoidable.Wei Ming took the opportunity to seize the gap, pulled away and left the room.In the magnificent room, he was the only one left in an instant.He looked at the empty room, lowered his head and curled up in the innermost part of the bed, pulled the bed apart and covered his whole body under the quilt.

Now that Wei Ming has agreed, although there is not much distance from his living room in the small kitchen, Wei Ming pinches a spell and dashes away.While running, he was thinking about what to bring Wei Huan to eat, and inadvertently bumped into the oncoming person.

"Young Master Wei, your appearance is not the manner a son of a noble family should have." Hua Zuijun pulled Wei Ming out of his arms, and took out a handkerchief from his cuff to wipe the sweat off his forehead.

"Master!" Wei Ming stuck out his tongue and said, "Little...Wei Huan woke up just now, so I'm going to go to the small kitchen to see if there is anything to eat."

"Wei Huan?" Hua Zuijun raised his eyebrows and said, "I even gave the other party his name in such a short while? Did the city lord and his wife agree to take him in?"

"Eh... we'll talk about it when the time comes, anyway, I've already decided to let him be my book boy!" Thinking of his mother's attitude, Wei Ming scratched the back of his head and said in distress.In the worst case, he would go and beg his father again. Although his father always put on a straight face, he couldn't be more interested in coming to Fengcheng.If he knew that there were such pitiful and helpless children in Fengcheng, he would definitely not do anything.

Wei Ming glanced at his father's closed study door not far away, and changed the subject, "Master was chatting with father again just now? Did father agree?"

Hua Zuijun's expression was gloomy, he smiled and shook his head without speaking.In this way, it seems that Master has failed again.Ever since Hua Zuijun took care of his body, Wei Ming remembered that his master would go to his father every now and then to discuss the matter of leaving the city, but for some reason, his father refused him again and again.In desperation, Hua Zuijun could only stay in Laifeng City, accepting his father's invitation to teach himself.

Wei Ming felt guilty and said: "Master, I will work hard in the future. When I leave the teacher, my father will definitely let you go."

"Pfft," Hua Zuijun said helplessly after hearing this, "It's not like this Ah Ming."

Hua Zuijun showed a mysterious smile on his face: "Do you still remember the last question I asked today? Otherwise, whether I go out of the city, refuse to accept begging, or Wei Huan, the reasons behind this are the same. "

"Wei Ming, do you want to know why?"

The author has something to say:

The memory of the last chapter is over (happy)

Huazuijun is really my favorite

Although Laifeng City is known as a paradise, it actually has many problems

To put it bluntly, where is the real Taoyuan Township in this world?

Wherever there are people, there will be disputes.