When he first left his hometown, the restraint in Beijing made Chen Zhihua miss the happiness of Huaizhou more and more. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Faced with the pretentious appearance of the ladies waiting for the door, Chen Zhihua was overwhelmed. Except for occasionally getting along with Murong Wei, Xia Lanxin and Wen Wan, the rest are really happy.

On this day, they discussed with the eldest girl Qiaozhen, and the two redressed as men, and did not say that they knew with their mother, but only slipped out of the house from the convenient door that connected the back street in the sister-in-law's courtyard and wandered around the market.

Near noon, Chen Zhihua and Qiaozhen were both a little thirsty, and they had already heard that the herbal tea society was somewhat famous in Beijing, and some literati were willing to patronize, so they wanted to go and taste it.

Called a private room, from the second floor overlooking the traffic on the long street, it is also bright. Luo Pujia's righteous act of searching for relatives that day was compiled into a drama, and there was a singer in the herbal teahouse who was playing and singing with a pipa in her arms.

The master and servant knew that there was Luo's Pharmacy opposite, and asked for a pot of new herbal tea, so they ordered the play with great interest, and listened to the singer sing in a low voice.

Coming out of the Yiwei Herbal Tea House, Chen Zhihua wanted to buy a piece of jade and hang it in the boudoir, so he dragged Qiaozhen to visit the antique store not far in front.

Xia Yuzhi didn't know Chen Zhihua, but he saw through at a glance that these two people were women dressed as men. is clearly a twenty-eight pretty woman who should be raised in the deep boudoir, and prefers to be a scholar in a green shirt. Especially Chen Zhihua, holding a folding fan with splashed ink landscapes, hangs down a Chu stone fan pendant, which looks vassal and elegant.

Although the dress under the green scarf is cool, it can't hide the petite charm of the daughter's family.

Because these two people walked out of the Yiwei Herbal Tea Society, Xia Yuzhi was immediately alert. Seeing that a secret guard was already about to follow, Xia Yuzhi signaled not to move, but quietly followed behind him.

As the two of them visited a few antique shops, Xia Yuzhi listened to the two of them talking not far away, and mentioned the little songs they had just heard, the silk of Zhizhenfang, the dim sum of Longshengzhai and the like, all of which were not salty or light.

Xia Yuzhi secretly said that he was making a big fuss, this was obviously a famous lady who went out shopping behind her family's back, and she made this gimmick for convenience. I thought there was a fish on the hook, but it turned out that I had been shopping for a long time, but I was just delaying my time.

Seeing that Chen Zhihua had selected a jade card with good old jade and good yang in an antique shop, and the girl who was pretending to be a little girl next to him was paying, Xia Yuzhi quietly withdrew.

The noise at the door not only alarmed Xia Yuzhi, who had just come out, but also Chen Zhihua, who had just bought something he wanted. The two of them went out of the antique shop one after the other, and saw a little beggar on the side of the road, dressed in rags, with a sign in front of him selling himself to save his mother, prostrate on the ground and praying to passers-by.

Although the imperial city is prosperous, there are still occasional things at the feet of the Son of Heaven. What's more, some people make a living from this profession, and it is difficult to distinguish the real from the fake, Xia Yuzhi has seen a lot, so he wants to take a detour.

Chen Zhihua was a little chivalrous, and he couldn't see the little beggar kowtowing and begging, so he took Qiaozhen up and asked.

The little beggar had tears rippling in his eyes, wiping his little face with his sleeves and wiping off the dust, until he revealed a very delicate face.

He said that he went to Beijing to look for relatives, but who expected that his relatives would not be found, but his mother was sick in the land temple outside the city. Now it has been delayed for many days, and because I have no money to buy medicine, I can't see it.

The eight-year-old boy had no choice but to sell himself to save his mother. Ask the good Samaritans who pass by for alms, who can give him the worth of silver, so that he can take the land to buy medicine for his mother.

Chen Zhihua sighed and was quite moved to hear it. She had already helped her mother take care of the house, and knew that even if the child's words were true, his worth was only a few hundred dollars, and he couldn't grab a few pills to eat.

Whether he can save his mother is not yet known, for the sake of a few hundred dollars, he immediately wants to separate the sick mother from the young son, and he is a little unbearable.

From time to time there were people sighing on the side of the road, some praising the child's filial piety, and some testifying that he was lying, saying that he had seen him in front of the market yesterday. It was difficult to distinguish the real from the fake for a while, and the people around talked about it, but no one was willing to pay for it.

Chen Zhihua bent down and motioned for Qiaozhen to take out two taels of silver and hand it over to the little beggar.

Looking at the joy and joy in the little beggar's eyes, Chen Zhihua said something again.

"I had the heart to buy you as an errand boy, but I didn't have any change. You must also know that you are worth only a few hundred dollars. I will give you these two taels of silver, and you will take medicine for your mother according to your own worth. I'll wait here for the rest, and you'll still have to pay it back to me. ”

The little beggar cried with joy, and frequently agreed, promising to send the rest of the money back after grabbing the medicine for his mother, kowtowing to Chen Zhihua, and running away with the silver in his hand.

Among the people who watched the excitement next to her, some laughed at Chen Zhihua for being pedantic, and some praised her for being kind, but some people said that she acted stingily and waited here for the surplus money of two taels of silver, so she didn't have to lose face.

Xia Yuzhi secretly said that this girl is also interesting in handling things. Look at her dress, although she is dressed in the image of a civilian cloth, she just bought that piece of nothing, but she can't take it down without a hundred taels of silver.

Fang Cai also sincerely pitied the pity of the little beggar, and did not hesitate to take the two taels of silver. Xia Yuzhi thought that she would do good deeds to the end, and reward the child with the extra money to regulate her mother's body, who would have thought that she would fight the idea of the two taels of silver and the remaining money.

Not far away is a tea stall, Xia Yuzhi saw the master and servant swaggering in and sat down and ordered a pot of tea, a plate of melon seeds, and the girl who accompanied the little maid went to the dim sum shop next to him to buy some mung bean cake and sesame crispy belly, which was clearly a picture of wanting to wait for a long time.

There was nothing to do, Xia Yuzhi himself paced to the vacant seat on the other side of the tea stall, asked for a pot of Tieguanyin and waited while drinking, and saw what the master and servant had in mind.

This is an hour or two. The sun was shining, adding a little anxiety to people, but fortunately, the tea stall was under a stout old elm tree, and it was cool when the breeze passed.

Xia Yuzhi was hungry in her belly, and seeing that the girl dressed as a scholar was still not anxious, she only pinched a piece of snack and drank tea slowly. His curiosity also came up, and he made up his mind to see the results.

There is a gold-lettered sign hanging in front of the store next to it, which is a long-established beef noodle. Xia Yuzhi took out a piece of broken silver and instructed the owner of the tea stall to buy a bowl of noodles for him, so he waited for the master and servant to plan for a while.

The noblewomen in Beijing have seen a lot, Xia Yuzhi's conceit has never forgotten, but he can't remember that the person in front of him is so eclectic, which lady will be.

It's not that Xia Yuzhi's eyesight is weak, but Chen Zhihua has been in Beijing since he came to Beijing, tired of the endless flower viewing and birthday banquets in the homes of dignitaries, and he didn't respond to many invitations from ladies.

The only time, with Murong Wei hosting the poetry meeting, Chen Zhihua stood in front of people with the daughter of the old mansion, Xia Yuzhi was taken out of the capital by the old Xia Ge, so the two were always missed.