Qi Yuanxiu · Self-cultivation

A child looked at all this with cold eyes. The relationship between Zhongshan and the Central Plains is not very close. This is the first time I heard this news. The child smiled. He really saw a lot of jokes this time, so he was the first to leave. field.

"Nonsense!" Hanzhong Special Envoy couldn't help but shouted loudly, looking at Ji Xiu, what's going on? "My lord, please think clearly, your marriage is not your business alone!"

"Could it be your business?" Qi Yuanhui raised his eyebrows and stared at him, "My younger brother listens to you in everything. Could it be that he can't make his own decisions on this matter?"

Seeing that it was Qi Yuanhui, the people of Hanzhong revealed a contemptuous attitude from the inside out, "His Royal Highness, think it over clearly, this is Jinyang! It's not a place like a bowl!"

Qi Yuanhui became furious all of a sudden, and glared at the adult who was over fifty years old: "What's wrong with you?"

The Hanzhong man didn't want to argue with him either, so he said to Ji Xiu: "I don't care if you are Ji Xiu or Qi Yuanxiu, my Hanzhong and you Jinyang got married last year, this wedding is like a farce, it really chills us, Jinyang The prince is just a villain, you are all here today, and witnessed this incident together, the whole world knows that the prince of Jinyang is a villain who treacherously, such an in-law, it doesn't matter if you don't do it!"

Wang Jian knew in his heart that it was a foregone conclusion, and it would be hard for even a god to recover from this situation.

"Hanzhong is treated as a joke. In the future, we will go our own way with Jinyang, and we will have nothing to do with it! Farewell!"

Tan Kexuan was taken aback, is this the end?This is a bit too farce. If you tell your father and elder brother about this, they will definitely be surprised.Ji Xiu is Qi Yuanxiu, not many people know about it, it is reckless to summon the world in broad daylight.

But I can't take care of that much anymore.

Wu looked at Ji Xiu, he underestimated Ji Xiu, in this matter, Ji Xiu was far more courageous than him.

In the future, Jinyang will definitely become more and more difficult, but that's the future.

The news that King Jin married a man spread throughout Jinyang and the entire continent overnight.

Sitting in the tea house, Wang Jian sighed several times.

Gao Bing left a few days ago and went to Beichao, so I guess he should know by now.

Lan Hai was playing the piano under Matsushita. The sound of the piano was melodious and powerful, and when he heard Wang Jian's lament, he didn't make a sound. He just changed the tune from "Shangxie" to "High Mountain and Flowing Water".

Not far away, Shanmi was carefully tending a plant of bluegrass. He was not dead, and the arrow was just planned before, which was unexpected. He finally took revenge on Ji Xiu.

Shan Mi was in a particularly good mood, he wanted to help Ji Xiu, but he didn't want to help him in vain, so he thought of this method, Shan Mi played a prank, and revealed Qi Yuanxiu's identity to the world, which would cause Qi Yuanxiu a headache in the future.

To be honest, he didn't care about the Jinyang throne at all, and he didn't care about the name, he just wanted to express his anger.

Seeing his satisfaction, Wang Jian said, "Master Ji has already designed these."

Shan Mi smiled slightly, "Isn't Master Wang proficient in Huang Lao's art, why can't you even figure out this matter?"

Hailan didn't even look at the two of them, she still played the guqin, clanging into her ears.

Wang Jian didn't want to talk to him, the farce had ended for a few days, and he was so busy with all kinds of aftermath, the adults of all parties also went back, teaching the world to see such a joke in vain.He just received a mysterious notice, so he dumped that pile of broken stalls and came over, but he didn't expect it to be Mr. Zenya.

"Lord Wang, please call me Shanmi from now on, and let him be Ji Xiu." Shanmi patted the dirt in his hands, "Qi Yuanxiu is a man who looks like an emperor, it is a good thing that the world is entrusted to him, and I will invite you all to come to me in the future." Please also help my nephew a lot, thank you very much."

"What is the next step, Mr. Zenya?"

"Next step?" Shanmi looked at Hailan who was playing the piano, "Naturally Huiyinshui, I heard you went to find me before, I know your plan, but I'm really sorry, I'm not the one who coordinates thousands of troops Unexpectedly, once this incident is over, Ji Xiu, the youngest son of the original King Jinyang, will really die, and now there is only Shan Mi," Shan Mi smiled, "We are leaving, and if there is a useful place in the future, it will be convenient to go to Yinshui Look for me and wait for you at any time, but it is recommended to ask a question before coming, maybe I will go out for a few days."

Just as I was talking, the sound of a carriage came from a distance, Hailan stabilized the strings, and Shanmi picked up the pot of bluegrass, "Say hello to those two people for me, I will come back to find them later," Shanmi got into the carriage, "Let's There will be a period later."

The wagon wheels kicked up a circle of foamy dust, and the wagon gradually became a small black speck on the horizon.

These days Jinyang City is quite lively. Compared with the previous wedding celebrations, the people who visited the Jinyang Palace almost smashed the door panels, and people's hearts began to shake, but Ji Xiu remained indifferent, and He Min and him were almost busy. Vomiting blood, it would be fine if Gao Bing was there, Gao Bing...

Wang Jian suddenly slapped his thigh and thought of something.

Gao Bing didn't leave early or late, but he went to Beidu at this time. Unlike him, a fake Taoist priest, Gao Bing is a true Taoist priest who can ask fate. It seems that he has already expected this matter. Ji Xiu can't behave properly. Ji does what other people say, even if Ji Xiu is forced to follow Ji Xiu's temperament, Ji Xiu will definitely not marry a person who has no emotional foundation.

Wang Jian suddenly realized that he was too stupid. No, it should be said that Gao Bing was too smart. Both Gao Bing and Ji Xiu had their eyes on the front.

Jinyang Prince's Mansion has left workers these days, and it has returned to its previous depression. Every day, different people knock on the door. Uncle Zhong simply closes the front door and ignores those people. Ji Xiu doesn't mind these things.

Now that you have chosen this matter, you will do it with all your strength.

Ji Xiu and Shan Xuechen sat in the Huxin Pavilion and played chess, and Shan Xuechen was killed by Ji Xiu.

Shan Xuechen looked at Ji Xiu, he still had the expression that the sky was falling down and was covered by a quilt, he still couldn't help but said: "... Is it not good for you to be like this...?"

Ji Xiu smiled harmlessly, "Very well, I'm here fine."

Shan Xuechen was extremely worried. What would the people of Jinyang think if they found out that King Jinyang had married a man? He also knew how many people wanted to visit him every day. These days, he didn't even dare to visit the liberal arts school. past.

"I'm not the only one in the world who likes men." Ji Xiu threw down a white coin, and took seven black coins from Shan Xuechen, "It's rare to be self-willed once, so you can't spoil me."

Shan Xuechen blushed with embarrassment at these words, looking at the scattered sunspots on the chessboard, it seemed to be in his heart now.

Coincidentally, laughter came from the other side of the river. Ji Xiu looked up and frowned: "This gate can only block ordinary people, but my brother who is a treasure is still coming."

Qi Yuanhui and the guard came to the pavilion with happy faces.

"Xiao Liuer, I have to go."

"Ah."

Seeing Ji Xiu's indifference to him, Qi Yuanhui felt aggrieved suddenly, and curled his lips. The brother who hadn't seen him for more than ten years was so cold, thinking that Xiao Liuer always liked to play with him in the palace. Thinking about it like this made me even more sad.Recalling that I have not fulfilled my brother's duty all these years, I feel guilty.

Ji Xiu raised his head: "Thank you."

"It's nothing, it's nothing." Qi Yuanhui was a little happier that his brother with paralyzed face was able to thank him, "My brother doesn't need to see outsiders like this."

Ji Xiu looked at him: "I told him, not you," Ji Xiu pointed to the guard next to him.

Qi Yuanhui was suddenly puzzled.

"The sentence just now was for you," Ji Xiu had already won, completely ignoring the wonderful expression on his brother's face, he leisurely cleaned up the chessboard, Ji Xiu looked at Wu, "Thank you, Yuan Wuguo."

Wu smiled and tore off the mask on his face without any hassle.

Shan Xuechen took a deep breath.

"Young Master Shan, don't panic, I have no malicious intentions," Wu said, "I have done those offensive things before, I hope you will forgive me."

Presumably Shan Xuechen's surprise, Qi Yuanhui's surprise almost fainted, "Why is it you!"

The high-decibel sound shook the lake, causing circles of ripples.

……

Life is not long, how lucky it is to meet the one you love.

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Afterword

It has been nearly 40 years since the Taikang Rebellion, and the world is peaceful. Just like the saying of long-term peace and stability, the army of the Ning Dynasty was like a broken bamboo. On the way to the south, they regained some lost ground without any effort. In the teahouse, the storyteller most talked about Jin Dynasty. The great talents shown in the battle of the king.

"Then you say, King Jin is that powerful? Has he never lost a battle?" In the teahouse, a listener couldn't help but asked the storyteller on the stage who was less than five feet tall and had two mouse beards. .

"What?" The storyteller deliberately shook his head, playing tricks for a long time before suddenly raising his voice: "There really is—!"

"Oh?" The people eating melon seeds below suddenly became interested.

"But..." The storyteller rolled his eyes, "I have to pay more——"

"Hey..." Amidst the roar of complaints from below, the chips at the storyteller's table were doubled several times, and someone even touched a gold ingot.

"Speaking of last year's twelfth lunar month, the weather was so cold. The people in the south of the Yangtze River couldn't stand the suffering of the old dynasty, so a group of people ran towards the capital to join King Jin. A spy from Beidi went in, and the spy looked like a monkey with a sharp mouth, covered the sky, and had a pair of horns growing on his head, so it was obvious that he was not from the Central Plains."

"Pfft..." Suddenly there was a very inappropriate laughter from below. The owner of the voice seemed to be suppressing his laughter with all his strength, but he couldn't suppress it, so he let it go, laughing loudly stand up.It didn't matter that he smiled, it made the storyteller confused, so when he looked again, it was clear that he was the young master who gave him a gold coin just now.

"I want to ask this young master, is there anything I said wrong?" The storyteller stared at the man with mung bean eyes.

"No, no, no..." The man waved his hands again and again, "I just thought of something funny and couldn't help it. I've neglected you gentlemen, please forgive me."

"Wait a minute, I have a question to ask." A listener next to him glanced at Antal, and saluted the storyteller in the Central Plains. "May I ask, how did you know that this person is a spy?"

"Isn't this a lice on the bald man's head? It's obvious. Beidi is a barren land. The people of Beidi all have a Rakshasa face with protruding bones. They are extremely ugly. You can tell them at a glance!" Before the storyteller explained, Someone below responded immediately.

"Hahaha!" Antar laughed unceremoniously and fell to the ground, watching Prince Rehe's reaction while laughing.

Lei He remained calm, but still respectfully said like a storyteller, "Please advise, sir."

The storyteller glanced at Jin Kezi on the table and rolled his eyes. "When the man came, he covered his face with a face towel. The face towels were all woven from the unique silk of the Western Regions - Polis, and there was a thin gold thread inlaid on it. Ordinary refugees could not afford such valuables. Now People are bound to be deceitful. King Jin's first counselor Wang Jian Wang discovered this at a glance, and he told King Jin in time. King Jin only found an opportunity to meet this person quietly, and he didn't want to startle the snake. Unexpectedly—— "The storyteller stopped abruptly, took a sip of water to moisten his throat.

"This person is the murderer who murdered King Jin's mother back then!"

There was a sigh below.

Amidst the sighs, two people had already left their seats.

On Suzaku Street in Jinyang, Leihe and Antal walked unhurriedly.

"This group of Central Plains people really think of us Beidi as two fools, so ugly? Tsk tsk, I have never seen such a handsome master..."

Prince Leihe frowned suddenly.

Seeing the situation, Antar quickly changed his words: "Young Master Bai Jin has lived in Jinyang, so he is naturally familiar with everything here."

Lei He is the prince of Beidi, and the name of Zhongyuan is Bai Jin. Looking at the bustling Zhuque Street, Bai Jin seems to have returned to more than ten years ago. He rescued himself from the blood and raised him for many years. In the past, if his father was free, he would take him to Lai Lai Zhai to listen to Uncle Orange’s storytelling. Now his father and the royal party have all gone to Beidu. Dare to be flattered.

Legendary stories about the king of Jinyang, large and small, are spread wantonly on this road, and people are also willing to listen to such stories. King Jixiu of Jinyang has long become a god in people's hearts. , Many people have forgotten the original name of Prince Jinyang, only remember that his name is Ji Xiu, and Ji Xiu is accompanied by Shan Xuechen, the sixth son, and there is another story about these two.

Since Bai Jin went to Beidi when he was eight years old, he has never returned to the Central Plains. He is now the crown prince of Beidi, but the Han customs that he developed in his childhood have still been preserved and have been brought into Beidi's palace.Bai Jin could speak the Central Plains dialect fluently, but he couldn't speak the local dialect of Jinyang.

The master and servant arrived in front of Jinyang Palace in the blink of an eye.

This seemingly huge palace has long been deserted. After the mainland settled down, the fathers traveled all over the world. The prince party also did its best to help the emperor Jiangshan Sheji in the northern capital. Bai Jin came to the Central Plains with only one guard this time. , It’s nothing more than missing this place too much. He only stayed in Jinyang for two years, and spent more of his childhood in Beidu, but he has an indescribable closeness to this place.

Bai Jin took a deep breath, the dryness in the air in Jin land made his throat sore.

Father, I'm back.

Part [-] complete

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This is the end of the first part, thank God (deep bow)

I planned to write this novel two years ago, and then it was delayed until 15 years. I told myself that I must pass it on this year, and then I started to code non-stop, and finally completed the goal I set. I am very happy. .

I plan to write four parts. The titles are inspired by ancient Chinese, self-cultivation, family harmony, state governance, and world peace. In layman's terms, it is the history of the struggle of a black-bellied prince. The first part is just the beginning. A lot of holes have been dug and will be filled in later. The second part may be seen next year, thank you for your support! (bows again)

You may not be able to understand the postscript above. This is a special arrangement of mine. The time span is particularly large. (Smile)

See you next year.

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(One)

After the Taikang Rebellion, a series of struggles broke out in various places like a chain reaction.

That chaos brought out the contradictions that had accumulated in this country for months.

Scholar-bureaucrats and white men, local tyrants and tenant farmers, nobles and slaves, gentry and beggars...

Everyone wants to regain their own rights and interests as much as possible. There are no rules on this continent. Human nature is cautious because of the existence of rules. This vast land.

Ji Xiu stood in front of a charred house for a long time.

This is Pianguan, a place in Jinyang. This was originally the Guan family that was burnt beyond recognition. The power of the Guan family in Jinyang is not too big. It's just a small fish in the big river.

But it was such a small fish that was burnt to scorched earth overnight.

Maybe it was an enemy, or maybe it was a tenant who had been angry for a long time, Ji Xiu stepped into the burnt-out yard, and there was a ruined wall. This kind of thing has not stopped since the Taikang Rebellion, and there are several charred bodies lying on the ground. No matter how prominent the dead body was in life, all people are equal in the face of death.

Ji Xiu walked around the mansion, the burning smell permeated the place, the smell of death permeated everywhere along with the burning smell, there was really not a single person left alive.

Suddenly, there was a knocking sound on a wooden board under his feet.

Ji Xiu opened the board, and there was a survivor inside.

That man was not a few years older than Ji Xiu, his face was covered with ashes, his eyes were red and dripping because of the smoke.

Ji Xiu pulled the man up.

The man saw his former home turned into a pile of scorched earth, and wept loudly.He was originally the second young master of the Guan family. A group of robbers suddenly came last night, and they hacked and killed him without any explanation. His mother pushed himself into the cellar, and his eldest brother and father were also missing. The woman's cry, this life is over.

It was this scene to see the sun again, and I was the only one left between the sky and the earth.

Ji Xiu looked at this man crying inappropriately, the burning smell in the air was so heavy, the crying of the second young master of the Guan family was carried far and far along with the dust.

"what's your name?"

Guan Er saw that the person who saved him was just a child, he didn't want to talk to him, he was really sad.

"My name is Qi Yuanxiu, and I'm the future emperor." Ji Xiu wasn't afraid at all. These words came out of a child's mouth, but it was a bit childish.

"what's your name?"

Guan Er looked at this person, these words came out of the child's mouth with a bit of magic, "My name is Guan Shanyuan..."

"Will you follow me to Jinyang?"

"..."

Ji Xiu looked at the anger in Guan Er's eyes fearlessly. When people are cornered, they will do things that they would never imagine, such as him, such as Guan Shanyuan.

"Can you avenge me?"

Ji Xiu smiled, "Your family's house is not the only one in the world whose house has been destroyed like this. If you avenged you, who will avenge other people's revenge?"

Guan Er was stunned for a moment.

After the Taikang Rebellion, how many families were displaced, grassland bandits invaded the northern capital, and the dark and miscellaneous people on the mainland took advantage of the fire to rob... These are karma, and the family, country and world have always been one.

"Follow me to Jinyang, there is a seat for you."

The sky suddenly rained without warning. Rainy days are often the end and beginning of a story, full of wet memories

……

Going to Guanshan is far away, and the world is divided by a line.

(two)

Ningxiang House is the largest brothel in Jinyang.

Every day people are welcomed and sent here, full of sex and money transactions, the warm wind makes tourists drunk, only Hangzhou is regarded as Bianzhou, and a large number of officials from the northern capital have fled to Jinyang, but they are too happy to think about it. The smelly habits were all moved to Jinyang.

The country has broken mountains and rivers, and the city has deep grass and trees.

The old bustard doesn't care about these, the rich are uncles, whether you come or not, the girls here are always young and beautiful, and welcome guests with a smile.

Hongyu has only been in the Ningxiang Pavilion for three years, and there was a famine in the past year, and was sold by the family for five shang. At the point where children cannibalize each other, humanity is sold to the devil, and it is worthwhile to trade a daughter for the lives of the whole family. If you insist on the so-called etiquette, justice, and shame, everyone will die in chaos.

Hongyu is not considered a red card in the Ningxiang Hall, but there are still a few benefactors, and the business is justified.

Ningxiang House is bigger than ordinary brothels, but its structure is similar, all of them are painted with vermilion lacquer and beaming. Naturally, you have to go down early to occupy a favorable position, so that you can sell yourself early.

After Hongyu finished her makeup, she walked down the stairs. A man's obscenity came from below the stairs, accompanied by the crying of a girl. Hongyu rushed over immediately.

A man with the appearance of a fat-hearted businessman is catching a little girl, trying to do something wrong. The little girl is only seven years old, with a bun on her head. She is no match for a grown man. The little girl is crying, but There was no one around to rescue him.

Hongyu rushed up all at once and snatched the little girl away with all her strength.

She was sold to this place when she was very young, with two buns tied in her hair, and was occupied by an adult man, who let her cry out, but no one came to help her.

After that, there is no way to wash it clean.

Hongyu looked at the child, as if she saw herself in the past. If someone had appeared to save her at that time, would it be different now?

The guest was naturally upset when someone interrupted his good business, so he pulled Hongyu's hair all of a sudden: "Where did the little hoof come from? Dare to ruin the good business of the uncle!"

Hongyu was pulled by this, and her carefully arranged makeup was completely messed up, but she still lowered her eyebrows and said pleasantly: "The little girl offended, and I ask the officials to punish her. This little sister just came in, and I'm afraid she hasn't grown up yet." , I'm not polite, I'm afraid it will ruin the mood of the uncle."

"Fuck you!" The man threw the red jade to the ground at once, "I just like this one! It's so boring to ride thousands of people, if you want to do it, you have to do something less serious!"

The ruby ​​was thrown firmly, at this time someone in the Ningxiang Pavilion heard the movement, and the old bustard came here with a group of people.

The client was even more proud, "You offended the client, I'm afraid the bustard won't let you go!" As he spoke, he approached the little girl, ready to take her away.

"Stop!" A voice sounded at this moment, the client glanced at the man, and then laughed loudly, "Kids don't care about adults' business!"

The child sneered, "How do you know that I am a child, when I enter this brothel, I am always a guest, the size of the guests only depends on the size of the purse."

Just as he was talking, Mr. Gui and the old bustard came up.

Seeing this situation, the old bustard immediately apologized and said with a smile: "Is there any misunderstanding, everyone? If there is a place where my Ningxiang restaurant has poor hospitality, I can just find my mother Feng. Don't worry, you will be a guest when you come."

Hongyu looked at the young man, the young man was very tall, but his face was still immature, and the pair of pupils on his face were cold and bottomless.Hongyu thinks of someone visiting a kiln with a child for fear of being discovered by his wife, so Hongyu guesses whose child it is.

Hongyu never knew that Ji Xiu intervened in this matter only because she and Concubine Ming had a very similar face.

"This little hoof is talking badly to me, is that how you treat your guests?" The client actually complained first.

Before the old bustard could speak, the young man next to him said, "Now this person belongs to me, so she ignores you."

"Fart your mother!" The prostitute scolded: "Which little bastard ran out without closing the door! You don't even look at this place! You are here to mess with the uncle!"

The young man looked coldly, but there was an extra knife in his hand, and he stabbed the client's stomach with lightning speed, everyone around screamed, Ji Xiu glanced at the group of people, and pulled out a bloody knife. The white blade calmly wiped the client's sleeve, put it back into the scabbard, "I want this person," Ji Xiu pointed to the little girl who was paralyzed on the ground and trembling in fright, completely ignoring the panic around her.

Hongyu was so frightened that Huarong turned pale, she stared at this bloodthirsty boy with wide eyes, who is this boy?

Ji Xiu took the child's hand, and one tall and one short walked out of Ningxiang Pavilion.

No one dared to catch up behind him.

"what's your name?"

"neat."

The feather of the mayfly, the clothes are neat.

(three)

The West Market in Jinyang is very lively, even more lively than the temple fair in the northern capital.

Vendors traveling from north to south in the West Market will display their goods here, pearls and corals from the South China Sea, ginseng from the snow-capped mountains, exquisite woodwork from Hanzhong... everything is there, and the crowds are crowded with each other, which is very lively.

The West Market is a bit farther than Suzaku Street, but there were never many people in the West Market in the past, and the corner of the West Market was rarely visited by people. What was sold in that place was not ordinary commodities, but people.

Children, big and small, with a grass planted on their heads, began to sell them like livestock.

The traffickers yelled, "Everyone come and have a look, sell your labor and sell your labor! One tael of silver for one labor, cheap and affordable..."

Human life is really cheap, and it is sold like a commodity. These laborers don't know what relationship they have with this human trafficker, and they are all honest and honest, neither crying nor making trouble, and staring blankly at this bustling world.Human trading, after all, is not a glorious thing, and naturally there are few people who patronize it.

Finally someone came over to take a look.

The human trafficker cheered up, "Oh, my lord, Wanfu! Look, I have everything you need here! You are satisfied!"

Ji Xiu browsed through the large and small commodities without saying a word.

The trafficker looked at the young master who didn't know whose family he was, and said with a smile, "Are you looking for a schoolboy or a maid?"

Ji Xiu didn't want to communicate with this kind of person, so he pointed at one casually, "Just him."

When the trafficker saw it, he was overjoyed, and thought that this time he met a fool. That person was a fool. He would not do anything other than eat and sleep. When others beat him, he didn't know how to fight back. His eyes were blank, and he was worried. There is no place to sell it, seeing the young master pointing at him, the trafficker immediately said happily: "One or two dollars, I don't think I will bargain!"

Ji Xiu took out the money from his pocket and gave it to him. The trafficker opened the chain and handed the idiot to Ji Xiu. With a crumpled piece of paper, he took out another writing brush, stained it with saliva, and sold the fool with a deed.

A piece of paper can carry a life, Ji Xiu saved this fool, but what about other people, seeing someone being taken away, the rest of the people showed envious expressions on their faces, how ridiculous and reasonable it is One thing, life has become a commodity, and everyone gets what they need in the market. Over time, everyone also defaults to being reasonable.

Is the so-called reasonable really reasonable?

"what's your name?"

The fool shook his head.

"Then you will be called Nan Guiyan. I hope that one day you will be able to remember your origin."

A smile appeared on the fool's face.

"Welcome to my dark guard group."

The autumn breeze rises, white clouds fly, and the vegetation falls yellow, and the geese return south.

(four)

"Catch him!" On Suzaku Street, several tough men were running with all their might.

As a result, there was quite a commotion among the crowd.

What Biaohan wants to catch is a beggar, the beggar is very thin, with a handful of sterling silver cups in his hand, like a cunning mouse, slithering around in the crowd.

The beggar is already a habitual offender.

Everyone who steals chickens and dogs also recognizes it. After all, he is a child, and stealing some buns is just to satisfy his hunger, but this time the beggar actually stole a pawnshop in Dongshi. Now the boss can't spare him. The memory of the streets and alleys is like a flexible fish walking through the city.

The beggar leaned on the wall and gasped for breath. He glanced behind him, and sure enough, with his own ability, he dumped those stupid big guys. The little beggar had a smug smile on his face. He glanced at the goods he got, as if As if it was worth money, the little beggar stuffed the cup into his bosom, and slowly twisted into another alley, but unexpectedly bumped into a strong body.

Buggy slapped the thief and knocked it over on the ground. The cup fell down, and the rest of Buggy rushed up, punching and kicking the young man. This was not the first time the little beggar was beaten, He covered his head with his hands and did not beg for mercy.

The tough guys thought it was enough to beat the boy, so they said viciously: "Next time you come to steal something, it will not be just as easy as being beaten!"

Through a small gap, the beggar confirmed that those people had gone far away, so he sat up and rubbed the bruises on his body.

"Unfortunate."

A trace of vigilance emerged in the beggar's heart, and he quickly turned his head to look at the owner of the voice.

"It's bad luck to be caught," said the man.

The beggar had never seen this person before, he was about the same age as himself, but he had a mature expression on his face. After looking at him, the beggar concluded that this young man must be the son of a rich family.

Ji Xiu knelt down and looked at the beggar silently: "I'm sure you don't know what shame is."

The beggar spat on the ground. Rich people like to use their own moral standards to measure others and sneer at them. The most hypocritical and hypocritical is this kind of person, and he has long been used to it.

"It's no wonder that this country has no sense of shame, and it is normal that there is not a single beggar."

The beggar got up and patted the dirt off his body, ready to leave.

"But I don't believe it's going to last forever," the man continued.

The beggar turned his head and smiled, showing his big white teeth: "None of my business."

Ji Xiu also smiled, living at the bottom of society, when survival becomes a problem, those literal things naturally have nothing to do with people, "Then do you want to keep going like this?"

The beggar was stunned, but quickly turned around and said, "It's pretty good."

Ji Xiu admired the beggar a little bit. It seems that he really didn't miss it. He didn't puncture the beggar's self-esteem. This makes sense, so go to the bamboo forest on the outskirts of the city, and someone will pick you up there."

"The decision is yours."

The Dragon Boat Festival has passed, and the honeysuckle flowers are blooming vigorously at this time. The alleys in the alley are becoming more and more quiet. The flowers are similar every year, and the people are different every year. .

So one morning, when Chu Chu opened the door, she found a young man with ragged clothes but a clean face standing outside the door.

"Hello, my name is Pu Rendong."

(Fives)

A guest came to Jinyang Palace.

An old man with the appearance of a housekeeper brought a child and cried to King Jinyang in the front hall.

These two are the eldest sons of Jinyang, and they came from the declining family of the eldest son. After the Taikang Rebellion, life was getting worse day by day. The old lady at home is sick and has been off medicine for a long time.

Jinyang Wang Ji Ruhai shook his head. The Ji family did not have a deep relationship with this family. Every family will experience glory and decline. After the Taikang Rebellion, he barely supported the big Jinyang stall. Things still have to be looked at.

"I can't go on anymore," the old housekeeper's eyes were red, "I beg your lord to help us and save us."

Ji Ruhai said: "I can't help it... It can be saved for a while, but it can't be saved forever. There are many problems in Jinyang, I can't just take care of your family..."

That child was the only child of that family, so he didn't realize the seriousness of the problem, he just felt that he had traveled a long way.

The old butler rubbed the young master's head, and suddenly kowtowed to Lord Jinyang, "My lord, please save the eldest son Ran's family!"

The old housekeeper kowtowed like pounding garlic, and soon the ground was red with blood.

Ji Ruhai had a headache.

"Stop knocking."

Lord Jinyang looked up, and it turned out that Changzhi was coming.

Xiuniang Qi Yuan died early, and this child was lonely and helpless since he was a child. As a grandfather, Prince Jinyang naturally treated Changzhi very well, but the child was probably hurt badly, so he rarely smiled when he came to Jinyang Mansion.

"Who are they?" Ji Xiu looked at the two kneeling people.

King Jinyang sighed and said to him, "Go back to study."

"It's over."

"Then read the next chapter."

"Finish too."

Ji Xiu looked at the two kneeling people, "Do they want something from us?"

Maybe it was because of kneeling on the ground for too long, or maybe it was because of old age, the old butler fell down all of a sudden.

King Jinyang quickly helped the butler up, "What's going on? Uncle Zhong! Go get the doctor!"

Ji Xiu looked at all this coldly, "There is no need to find a doctor, he is no longer useful."

Ji Ruhai was so angry that he wanted to scold someone, so he died in Jinyang Prince's Mansion, why is the eldest son so scoundrel!

Ji Xiu looked at the kneeling young man, "Your family has already sold you to Jinyang Palace."

The man mechanically looked up at him with a puzzled look on his face.

"That means you have nothing to do with the Ran family now."

"..."

"Your family has abandoned you."

The wind blows the rustling sound of the leaves, and in the rustling sound, there is a voice condemning himself...

"you