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On the streets of Luoyang, the imperial capital, a young man in coarse linen knelt on the ground, his face was dirty and his features could not be seen clearly. He was about sixteen or seventeen years old.

There was a straw mat in front of the boy, covered with a white cloth, and a sign was erected beside him, with the words "getting down" written on the sign.

The people around tilted their heads, and finally understood the words that were dirtier than the boy's face: Selling one's body to bury one's father.

They all showed sympathy.

The boy with his head down suddenly opened his eyes.He received the current information, the original owner had a miserable life experience, no one can compare with him.

His mother died at the age of five.

His family was backward, his grandfather died at the age of seven, and his grandmother died at the age of ten.

At the age of 11, his brother died, got smallpox, and died.

At the age of 13, her sister died, and she was born in a dystocia, with one dead body and two lives. One month later, her brother-in-law jumped into the river to die in love.

Now 16 years old, his father died. Not long ago, he slipped and fell while working in the field and never stood up again.

At this time, he was alone in this world, poor, helpless, and the original owner hadn't had rice water in his stomach for three days.

Lin Qingchen: "..."

Lin Qingchen was depressed: "Sabi, are you a masochist? You gave me such a sadistic background!"

Sabi pretended to be profound and said: "You don't understand this. When the sky is about to send a great mission to the people, you must first work hard on your mind, work your muscles and bones, and starve your body."

"Screw your shit!" Lin Qingchen resisted the urge to crush the briquette, and said ferociously, "I can't even eat enough, what a big deal!"

Sabi's face darkened, and she despised him: "Short-sighted."

"Tell me what the mission is, and act immediately." Lin Qingchen didn't bother to talk too much about it.

"I can only tell you that the first thing you have to do now is to become the most famous person in Luoyang, the little girl who is crazy about the whole Luoyang city, and then approach the aristocratic family to find the treasure map of huge wealth. The difficulty factor of this mission is two , so you need to fill up two storage tanks."

Lin Qingchen frowned: "You mean...you want me to be a duck?"

"Uh-huh!"

"Then what am I going to do now?"

"Cry. Someone will help you later."

Lin Qingchen understood what Sabi meant, it was acting.

After a long while, everyone saw the kneeling young man raised his head, his clear and clear eyes were filled with tears, the tears flowed first, it was so desolate.

The young man cried out in sorrow, and that cry shook the sky, the ground, and the hearts of the common people on the streets of Luoyang.

They wept one after another, feeling sorry for this tragic young man.

Sabie: Take it!Fucking capitalized clothes!

Lin Qingchen wrung out the tears on the handkerchief and continued to wipe away the tears.

The corner of Saby's mouth curled up: Tsk tsk tsk!

After a while, a servant pushed the crowd away.

"Sorry, please step aside!"

The servant finally pushed away from the crowd and walked to the center of the crowd.

Immediately behind him appeared a woman in purple, about 40 to [-] years old, with light makeup and still charming charm.

The woman walked up to Lin Qingchen.

Lin Qingchen stopped crying and looked up at her.

"Are you willing to come with me?" The woman's voice was very charming, giving people a feeling of peace of mind.

"I can help you bury your father and give you a good place to go."

The people around looked eager, hoping that this miserable boy would have a good home.

Lin Qingchen looked at her for a long time, then nodded: "Okay."

Seeing that Lin Qingchen agreed, the surrounding people cheered happily, praising the lady's benevolence.

The woman stretched out her hand to him and said, "Let's go then."

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Two years later.

There is a saying that Luoyang has two specialties, one is peony and the other is Qingyue.

Qingyue is Qingyue Langjun of Tongque Tower.

Changning Marquis Mansion, back garden.

A Dou led the noble sons of several families through the long corridor with nine bends and eighteen bends, and finally arrived at Songyuexuan.

A Dou lowered his eyebrows and said respectfully to the man seated: "My lord, some lords are here to visit you today."

Su Wuqi opened his eyes, his gentle and quiet demeanor disappeared instantly, his thick and colorful eyebrows, and dark and deep eyes all revealed his unruliness and arrogance.

"What's the matter?" Su Wuqi was bored but yawned politely.

"Yes, I came to ask you to go out to play today, and you haven't gone out to play for three days!" The person who spoke was Zhang Min, the third child in his family, people used to call him Zhang San, today he was wearing a big green shirt, Disturbing bright colors.

Standing aside, A Dou had already guessed the purpose of the young masters' visit, because they were all well-known playboys in Luoyang City, the prodigal sons whose parents were heartbroken.

"That is, without you alone, there is less fun." Li Cheng said.

Wang Zhiyuan asked Su Wuqi: "Puyu, why haven't you gone out to play recently?"

Puyu is Su Wuqi's nickname.

Su Wuqi replied: "Because it's boring."

Recently, he can't get excited no matter what he does, and he lacks interest, so he just sleeps at home.

"Recently, Tongque Tower has become famous because there is a stunning young lady in their building. I heard that now the entire Luoyang City, from the aristocratic families to the common people, want to spy on his face." Zhang San tried to attract Su Wuqi. interest, "Shall we take a look, too?"

Wang Zhiyuan also had this intention: "That's right, it is rumored that he is as beautiful as a moon fairy, that's why he has the title Qingyue Langjun."

Su Wuqi snorted softly: "It's just a fallen man, what's there to see?"

"People in the market talk about him with praise. He treats all visitors with courtesy, treats them equally, and never dislikes them. Therefore, he has won the praise of being even-handed and approachable."

The corners of Su Wuqi's mouth curled up slightly, and he sneered at this: "Mediocre and vulgar fans, it's hard to be elegant. It's nothing more than the money is in place, and I don't care about crooked melons and dates, but these people are confused by their looks. Just admit it, the world is so stupid."