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After winter, the days are getting shorter and the nights are getting longer. Bianjing is located in the Central Plains, without the bitter cold in the north, nor the rainy and cold winter in the south.

But it’s winter? It’s good. The princes and nobles are okay. They use whole pieces of fox fur and mink fur to make big cloaks and mix them with them. There is charcoal burning at home every day.The common people are not the same. Under the snowflakes, the small brokers still have to go out to do business, and the hard-working workers on the wharf can't stop.

But after all, they still have a place to live. The hardest thing to endure in winter is those who have nowhere to go.

A Fei and Lin Shiyin go to work in the ice room every day. The ice room is facing the street. There are a group of little beggars on the street. A Fei is about the same age as them. Although they don't usually play together, at least they look familiar of.

After the heavy snowfall, the world is very bright. The ground is covered with a thick layer of snow. The little beggars are hiding under the eaves of the merchants, shrinking their necks. They are wrapped in light clothes, and their faces are frozen. It was glowing red, and he couldn't help sniffing his nose, his hands and feet were so cold that he almost lost consciousness.

The first snow was so hard to endure, but what to do in the future?

For the first time, Ah Fei came to ask He Jiuli to pay in advance for three months.

He is a good boy who is extremely frugal, and he never buys things randomly. The money He Jiuli gave him, except for the first month's debt repayment, has never been touched.

Moreover, he didn't like to owe favors to others, so it was very rare to come to ask He Jiuli for money like this.

He Jiuli was making brown sugar pot helmets. After hearing what A Fei said, he turned his head and looked at him. A Fei was also looking at her. He didn't like to ask for help, so he seemed more awkward today.

He Jiuli said: "What's wrong? What happened?"

A Fei hesitated for a moment, and said, "I want to build a house outside for a few months."

He Jiuli frowned and said, "Why?"

Ah Fei said: "Those beggars on the street... are about to freeze to death."

A Fei was originally a child who grew up in the mountains and knows that winter is the most terrible enemy. If he wants to survive every winter, he must do his best.Those little beggars are not as capable as him to survive, so it is very likely... very likely that they will die this winter.

He Jiuli raised his eyebrows and said, "You want to find a room for them to shelter from the cold?"

Alfie nodded.

He Jiuli couldn't help but look at A Fei carefully.

A Fei has lived in the Penglai Inn for nearly half a year, and he is no longer the same as before when he couldn't eat enough.

Children have a lot of collagen. If they are raised well, it will be difficult for them to lose their face. Ah Fei’s cheeks are no longer sunken. He eats well and grows quickly. He has grown a lot taller than when we first met. , and practicing martial arts every day, his back is straight, and when he stands there, it is also a small green pine, very tall and straight.

A Fei has a good heart, and He Jiuli is naturally gratified. When she used to be in charge of the ice room, she used to share sweets with the little beggars. After that, she stopped going, but she didn't take it to heart anymore. Now she heard what A Fei said. I just remembered that there is another thing like this.

He Jiuli said: "No advance payment."

Ah Fei was taken aback, a bit? He couldn't believe it, and he looked at He Jiuli, then pursed his lips and lowered his eyes, and said disappointedly: "...Then, that's fine."

But He Jiuli said: "Come directly to live in the inn."

"what?!"

A Fei immediately raised his head and looked at He Jiuli in surprise.

He Jiuli ignored his gaze, and said calmly: "The staff dormitory is only occupied by Mrs. Xianglian's family so far, and there are still many rooms left. One room is enough for three or four children, and four dormitories are enough for them. It's winter."

Can these beggars live in the Penglai Inn? This has completely exceeded A Fei's initial expectations. He couldn't help but look at He Jiuli, seeing that she still looked so ordinary, he couldn't help but feel moved.

At that time, when she took him in, she also looked very casual.

He Jiuli's heart is so cruel when he sees bad guys, but he is also very generous when he sees poor people. Lin Shiyin, Bai Xinru, himself, and Qin Xianglian and his sons and daughters all received great favor from her.

Under the influence of his mother Bai Feifei, A Fei was extremely resistant to being indebted to others. However, a seven or eight-year-old child, unaccompanied after his mother died, had tasted the warmth and coldness of the world, and suddenly appeared like a fairy. A character, give him food and clothing, make him live such a good life... It would be strange if A Fei could really resist it all the time.

Now he has already classified He Jiuli as a family member, and he doesn't want to leave. He just thinks that he needs to practice martial arts well. When he grows up, he will become the number one swordsman in the world and help He Jiuli manage the inn. Do what you want.

Today He Jiuli so generously set aside three staff dormitories for the little beggars to spend the winter, which made him recognize her even more.

He Jiuli was busy with work, so he didn't have time to pay attention to A Fei, so he just asked: "You ask Lu Xiaofeng, an idler, to go with you? Let them bring them back. After bringing them back, take a bath first, and then change clothes. I will do it later." Alright, send the brown sugar pot helmet over there."

A while ago, Jin Jiuling tortured and killed Xue Bing because he was jealous of Lu Xiaofeng. Lu Xiaofeng didn't know before. After the people from the Ministry of Punishment found out the messy Xue Bing according to Jin Jiuling's confession, they found out that Xue Bing died tragically.

He was depressed for a long time because of this matter, and he gradually recovered when Shaman was by his side, but recently he didn't pay much attention to the affairs in the world.

Lu Xiaofeng didn't care about his business, it was even rarer than a sow climbing a tree. As a friend, He Jiuli of course hoped that he would get well soon, so he asked him to go out and help with some things.

After sending A Fei away, she continued to work again.

Brown sugar pot helmet is a common snack in Sichuan in later generations. It is not troublesome to make. You only need to mix together brown sugar, flour, and sesame to make fillings, then wrap them in the dough, and bake them on both sides until light yellow. , it can be directly out of the pot.

He Jiuli made it a few times before, and he couldn’t finish eating too much, so he sold it on the street directly, but the simple ingredients and easy way of making this snack became very popular? There are many Small businesses also learned to do it, and rigorousness has become a member of the army of Bianjing snacks.

As soon as the brown sugar pot helmet came out of the pot, the group of beggars who were cold enough were sent to the staff dormitory at this time.

Lu Xiaofeng saw off the child once, and then came to look for He Jiuli. He entered the house in a hurry, the red cloak was covered with snowflakes, and even his iconic mustache was covered with snowflakes. He didn't care about the little bit of snow, and stretched out his hand to shake off the snowflake. Seeing something fresh out of the pan, he unceremoniously reached out and took one and bit it.

The stuffing of the brown sugar pot helmet is flowing brown sugar, sweet and hot. Before He Jiuli could say, be careful, Lu Xiaofeng hissed twice, like a scalded husky.

He Jiuli couldn't help but burst out laughing, which made Lu Xiaofeng very sad, and said: "I said, sister Ahe, you really like to look at me unlucky!"

What he said? It was pitiful, but it didn't affect him licking the brown sugar that had flowed onto his hand.

He had been sad for a while, and now he finally seemed to have regained some of his former vitality.

He Jiuli didn't know Xue Bing well. Although Xue Bing died, she felt a little regretful, but if she said she was sad, she definitely didn't.But Lu Xiaofeng was her friend, so she still hoped that little Phoenix would get better soon.

While eating the brown sugar pot helmet, Lu Xiaofeng also commented: "This brown sugar pot helmet is really delicious fresh out of the pot, you put enough ingredients, it smells amazing."

He slouched and sat crookedly on the chair, and ate several times. He Jiuli slapped him on the back of the head, reached out and slapped his sinful hand holding the pot helmet, and said, "This pot is not enough for you." Food, that's all, let's go and give it to those poor little fellows."

Lu Xiaofeng was overjoyed, and said: "Hey, my sister now treats your brother Xiaofeng as a servant!"

He Jiuli is not false at all, is there any seriousness? He nodded seriously, and said: "That's right, you became a servant for me, and you paid me back in return. I'll make you a custom pennant. It says 'People's Servant Lu Xiaofeng' on it."

Lu Xiaofeng didn't quite understand the meaning of "people's servant", so he squinted his eyes suspiciously.

After the last "big evil pen" incident, he refused to believe He Jiuli's shame, and directly regarded her and Sikong Zaixing as bad friends of the same level in his heart.

Lu Xiaofeng waved his hands very conservatively, and said: "No need, you should give that pennant to Xiao Leng, I think he is quite willing to accept it."

Cold blooded?

The corner of He Jiuli's mouth couldn't help but rise a little.

To say that Leng-Blood is a public servant of the people, does that make sense? After all, he is also a civil servant of this dynasty, isn't he?However, compared to the "people" public servant, he is more exclusive to He Jiuli. As long as he is not busy with official duties on weekdays, he must appear at He Jiuli's place.

It's just that I've been busy again recently.

The reason is that the time for the battle between Ximen Chuuxue and Ye Gucheng is approaching. On the day of the winter solstice, only half a month away from now, the duel of the top swordsmen is comparable to the concert of the superstars of later generations. He became agitated, and ran like crazy to Bianjing City.

At the same time, the gambling in the black gambling houses in the city is getting bigger and bigger. Now it is good. The decisive battle between these two swordsmen is not only related to the lives of Ximen Chuuxue and Ye Gucheng, but also to the lives of many people in the city. Don't break the bank.

So, the law and order has started to get bad again for a while, and it's extremely bad.

The Kaifeng Mansion was extremely busy, and Zhan Zhao was so tired that he vomited blood, probably cursing his mother madly in his heart-what are you two old people doing with nothing to fight?You two old men will fight a duel, why are you running to Bianjing?

Unfortunately, what he didn't know was that Ximen Chuuxue directly set the final battle location on the top of the Forbidden City, the top of the Tai Chi Hall!

It is estimated that if he knew, he would have to take out Ju Que first and fight Ximen Chuuxue for [-] rounds.

Lu Xiaofeng knew about this, and told He Jiuli. He Jiuli didn't? Because of his love for fighting, he didn't go to Kaifeng mansion to tell Zhan Zhao the bloody news.

The top of the Forbidden City is still a secret for the time being. It is well known that the few people in Kaifeng Mansion, which have poor public security in Bianjing, cannot be governed. No matter how powerful Zhan Zhao is, there is only one after all, and Yu Mao has been so busy recently The soul is about to escape, Mr. Bao feels sorry for his subordinates, what can he do? He has to ask the Ministry of Punishment for help.

Leng Xue happened to be on duty in the ministry, and seeing that the imperial cat was almost exhausted to death, he nodded readily, and was seconded to Kaifeng Mansion to work diligently to maintain law and order.

So he has been very busy these two days.

He Jiuli can't do anything? What, is she going to say, I want you to stay with me at home obediently?

In this turbulent and chaotic atmosphere, Ye Gucheng entered Bianjing in a low-key way. He was tired all the way, and the servant who was familiar with Bianjing said in his heart: "City lord, I Knowing that there is a good place here, it will surely relieve your fatigue."

Ye Gucheng had a poker face, and hummed without any reaction.

He was not interested in what the servant said, but he was controlled by Nan Wang and forced to rebel. After entering the capital, he really didn't want to appear in the other garden of Nan Wang's mansion for the first time. It's fine to just stroll around.

Then, he was taken to a place called "Roman Baths" by enthusiastic servants.

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