Chapter 2: What is Happiness?

The bustling imperial capital is full of traffic, and living and working in peace and contentment is naturally the blessing of the people and the foundation of the country, which is obviously something that three or two-year-old children know. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

For the people, being able to be self-sufficient is a blessing, and for the hard work of the cold window, the title of the gold list is a blessing.

For His Majesty the reigning Emperor, Augustine XIII, many small countries in the Western Regions will not be offended, pirates in the East China Sea will no longer be rampant, the Yanyu Empire south of the empire will no longer be in trouble, and the wanted criminals in the dead cities in the north will live for a hundred years, and the court will be peaceful, which is his blessing!

However, there must be some flaws behind the prosperity to be considered perfect, to be considered a country, of course, this country is naturally the same.

Behind the most luxurious wine-colored place in the imperial capital, the Spring Man Building, is the residence of the Imperial Forest Army, where the soldiers of the Imperial Forest Army rest after the shift.

The house is very close to the Chunmanlou, and it is only a short walk away, and it is extremely convenient to do some obscure things.

Separated by a narrow, somewhat dimly lit alley, sat a group of people in tattered clothes and grim-faced.

Each has its own territory, does not invade each other, and likewise does not speak to each other. Waiting all day for the food scraps saved by the spring full building.

Every evening, the steward of Chunmanlou, who laughed and showed his gold teeth, would order a few servants to fill two large wooden barrels with food scraps, put them in the alley, sit on a chair, and laugh as they watched the gang grab food.

It's like throwing a bone into a pack of dogs, not because you're kind, it's just for fun.

Lynch has been in this alley for twenty-nine days, and twenty-nine has changed too much, from sincerely despising this group of people for food, to being unable to endure hunger and cold, from being beaten a few fat meals to having his own nest.

From a pampered little boy in the past to a little beggar who lives on the dregs of rice, Lynch no longer has the strength to complain about the injustice of the world as before.

"Grandpa said let me live well, I must not die!"

Lynch's back was against the wall, and there was no spirit corresponding to his age on his immature face, and the only expression was that there was no expression at all.

He didn't dare to move his body, and the life of one meal a day had to allow him to save his strength.

In the long and dim alley, a ray of glow slowly came, shining on Lynch's body, in exchange for a trace of warmth.

Lynch knew that the steward of Chunmanlou was about to come out to feed them, so he got up and limped into the ranks.

Feeding, a word that is much ironic. But now, what can Lynch not be forced to accept? Fate is boring, so play with humanity, and unfortunately Lynch is its plaything at this time.

The slanting sun stretched the shadow of this group of refugees, and because it was overcrowded, it was impossible to distinguish who was who.

Lynch smiled self-deprecatingly in the crowd: "Even the shadow is gone!" ”

Yes, even the shadow that is most unlikely to abandon himself has disappeared at this time, what can he do for a long time?

The back door of Chunmanlou opened, and the fat gold-toothed steward showed his head, and with a big grin, he summoned a few slaves and moved out the two buckets full of food scraps.

"Dirty untouchables, all listen to Uncle Ben, and if you stain your uncle's clothes like the previous times, everyone will have nothing to eat in the future."

The big gold tooth steward pointed at this group of refugees is scolding, there was no rebuttal in the crowd, numb nod, looking at the big gold tooth steward in fear, and from time to time he glanced at the two buckets of food.

The steward of the big golden tooth enjoyed the fear of the refugees very much, and was driven by the guests in the Spring Man Building, and at this time he regained some dignity, snorted with satisfaction, waved his hand and said, "Eat!" ”

The phrase "let's eat" detonated the group of refugees, and the two wooden vats were instantly surrounded by water, and the nearest dirty hands kept stuffing food into their mouths.

Those who can't touch it can only keep squeezing in, and I don't know how many more people saliva are in the barrel, but it still can't stop the refugees from grabbing food.

"Haha, Erin, you see, it doesn't look like a pack of dogs!"

The corners of the big gold tooth steward's mouth trembled with a smile, and the Erin in his mouth was a little girl standing beside him, about eight or nine years old.

The clean face, the straight nose bridge seems to be the icing on the cake on this flawless face, the long eyelashes cover the pair of smart eyes, and the long black hair reaches the waist.

A hint of disgust appeared between Erin's eyebrows, but she didn't dare to disobey the big golden tooth steward, nodded in fear, and said nothing.

Lynch, who was squeezed in the crowd, his thin body was crumbling, and he could only move little by little with the help of the crowded force behind him, and he couldn't fall down at this time, and the hungry wolf-like refugees behind him would not care about his life and death.

Lynch had witnessed an old man trampled at the feet of a refugee, and the crowd prompted Lynch to step on the old man's body, and that kick completely ended the old man's life.

But Lynch had nightmares for a few nightmares because of this kick, and the old man's dim face would always appear in his dreams every night.

"They're just a bunch of dogs, a bunch of dogs who don't know what human nature is"

And now, Lynch asks himself many times, "Am I also a dog!?" ”

No one will give him this answer, yes or no, and it is not up to him to decide.

If you feel like you're a dog, then yes and no. If you feel like you're not, then you're not, yes and no.

Lynch didn't know what life would be like in the future, he just wanted to fill his stomach now, he didn't want to die, after all, if he died, there would be nothing.

The crowded flow of people, the pungent stench, and the bleeding from the head for a mouthful of food.

It was only a foot away from the barrel, but there were no more food scraps. Lynch smiled indifferently, and turned around to return to his nest, as if he was used to it.

The Great Golden Tooth Steward instructed Erin to withdraw the barrel and scrub it clean. Just shook his head and walked into the Chunman Building.

"Little cripple, wait a minute!"

Lynch, who was walking back, turned around and saw Erin jumping towards him, the corners of his mouth unconsciously pulled, and he limped a few steps in the direction of Erin, but was scolded by Erin.

"Don't move, wait for me to come!."

Your legs and feet are inconvenient, so you still have to wait for me to come! That's what Erin was trying to say.

Lynch had no choice but to stop, watching Irene, who was only half a head shorter than him, walk in front of him, forcibly hold back the weakness of his body, and said softly: "You, here you are again!" ”

Lynch knew that Erin had come to bring him food again, not once or twice, but from the first time Erin noticed her, she had been preparing food for him.

Lynch couldn't think of why Erin was so good to herself among the nearly 100 refugees. Is it because of the identity you have discovered? Or is it because it's just plain pitiful.

After thinking about it for a long time, Lin Qicai felt that the former was the most likely, after all, how high-spirited he was at the beginning, and he would attract the attention of the surrounding people when he was playing in the streets.

Maybe they wanted to see the demeanor of the young genius of the day, after all, the name of "young genius" was not shouted in vain, and without real talent and real learning, it was naturally impossible to get it just by relying on the son of the earl.

"yes!"

Erin nodded, then took out a ball of food wrapped in white cloth from her arms and handed it to Lynch: "Now, eat it!" Otherwise, the steward will find out. ”

"Thank you."

Taking the steamed bun wrapped in white cloth, Lynch thanked him and began to gobble it up. The steamed buns are tasteless, but in Lynch's heart, they are delicious in the world.

"Hee-hee, eat slowly!" The girl's voice like a silver bell sounded.

Lynch, who was already hungry, could not listen to it at this time, but after a while, he ate the two steamed buns cleanly.

"Thank you!" Lynch thanked him again, but he really didn't know what to say.

"Got it, I've said it twice." Erin rolled her black and white eyes and said, looking at her dissatisfaction with Lynch's kindness to her.

Lynch was speechless, he had been educated and favored since he was a child, and he should be grateful, and if he did not have the power to reciprocate, he must not talk about reward.

"Why don't you speak?" Erin blinked at her big eyes that seemed to be able to speak, and chuckled in a silver-like voice.

Lynch was silent for a while, and then he asked what he was thinking, and said slowly: "I... How do you know who I am? ”

He didn't ask Erin if she knew or didn't know, but directly asked how she knew, giving the illusion that Lynch had guessed that Erin knew who she was.

In fact, Lynch himself is not very sure whether Erin knows or doesn't know, but in his heart this feeling is very strong, for the sake of security, so he deceived her.

When Erin heard this, she looked as if she had done something bad and was caught, her slender hands unconsciously kneaded the corners of her clothes, lowered her head and said, "I... I..."

Lynch sighed lightly and asked, "Who told you that?"

"Nobody told me, I guessed it." Erin looked up suddenly, her tone rather hurried and slightly nervous.

Lynch, who couldn't see any expression, said lightly: "You go back quickly, don't be punished again because of me."

"Oh!" Erin let out a soft oh at a loss, and then turned around and walked back to the Spring Building.

Behind him, Lynch watched Erin walk through the door, and when he couldn't see the shadow, Lynch gently folded the white cloth and put it in his arms, and then returned to his nest.

"She's lying!" Lynch said to himself as he walked.

When the night came, not a single star flickered, and the bright moon that comforted Lynch was gone.

The night was very empty and quiet, it was a good night for a peaceful sleep, but Lynch was sleepless, curled up at the base of the wall with his hands crossed, looking at the dark sky stupidly, and his dull face didn't know what he was thinking.

When two lines of hot tears slowly rolled down Lynch's cheeks, he realized that Lynch was not thinking of much fun.

It was late at night, and I didn't see Lynch half tired, and his unconscious lips twitched, and two words popped out, and if he got closer, he should be able to hear Lynch saying a name.

"Meg!!"