The south of the city and the west of the city are both mortal areas, but the south of the city is more dilapidated than the west of the city, so let's put it this way, the west of the city is a civilian area, and the south of the city is a slum area, so as soon as Lin Qingquan approached the south of the city, a group of ragged children surrounded him. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"My lord, you are as kind-hearted as Miss Qinglan!"

"My lord, I wish you an early breakthrough to become a heaven-level master!"

"My lord, you are so heroic, Miss Qinglan will definitely be impressed by you."

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The eldest of these children was no more than ten years old, but his mouth was very clever, and his small mouth made the young monks' faces flushed, and they were in a good mood, and their fingers were naturally loosened, and they gave the money very generously, and the children were very happy to receive the money.

Lin Qingquan looked funny, this Song Qinglan can be regarded as driving the economy of the south of the city!

She took out a piece of broken silver from her bosom, and took out the string of sugar gourds, and beckoned to a little boy who was too thin to grab the silver, and the little boy's eyes lit up, and he immediately ran over on his short legs.

"Take me to Miss Qinglan's soup kitchen, and give you this silver and sugar gourd." Lin Qingquan tried her best to be gentle, but she had been serious for too long, and gentleness was something that Huang He would never return!

Fortunately, the little boy was not afraid of Lin Qingquan's serious little face, respectfully took the silver and the sugar gourd, gave the sugar gourd to another younger boy, and took Lin Qingquan forward.

"Miss Qinglan is serving porridge in front, look, my lord."

The place where the soup soup is not far, you can walk to it in a few steps, Lin Qingquan can actually find it without a little boy leading the way, she is just a rare gentleness.

In the field, a young girl dressed in a light smoke-colored veil was patiently handing the porridge in the pot to the people queuing up to grab the porridge.

The girl's appearance is beautiful or not, and she can't be seen at all, she is covered by a veil, but she looks at the figure is good, graceful, front-convex and back-warped, looking at the fanaticism in the eyes of the men below, I think that this Song Qinglan must be peerless, otherwise she would not be named Tiandu Shuangshu.

Lin Qingquan touched his chin and looked at it with great interest, these two white lotus flowers are quite interesting, one is applying clothes, the other is applying medicine porridge, scrambling to create a good reputation for himself, and he has nothing to do when he is full.

The strength of the Xiuzhen world is the most important thing, and there is a fart for such a thing as fame!

But now it seems that this Song Qinglan's methods are obviously much more clever than that Miss Shangguan.

What stupid fork would be stupid enough to give away the clothes he was wearing?

And it's still a girl in the boudoir, and I don't want to think about avoiding suspicion or anything!

What is this Shangguan Yun not stupid?

Relatively speaking, this Song girl is much smarter, a handful of rice and a bucket of water can boil a pot out, it looks a lot, the silver does not cost much, and the reputation is earned, which will not make people sick.

Lin Qingquan glanced at Song Tianci, who was standing straight above, he didn't plan to do it now, there were at least ten heaven-level masters in Song Qinglan's guards, she was not sure that she would retreat after killing Song Tianci, this matter was not in a hurry, she had to think about it in the long run!

Lin Qingquan, who was going to go back, saw that the little boy was still standing beside her, and couldn't help asking, "Why haven't you left yet?" ”

"I thought you had something to ask the little one, my lord." The boy said.

Lin Qingquan hooked his lips and smiled, and took out another piece of silver to him, and as soon as the boy wanted to refuse, Lin Qingquan asked, "I still have questions for you, why don't you go to the queue to get porridge to drink?" ”

Lin Qingquan was indeed quite curious, she had a general look just now, and the person receiving the porridge was cleanly dressed, and he didn't look like a particularly poor person, which was a bit strange.

The boy glanced at the Song family guards above, disdain flashed in his eyes, although it was fast, but he couldn't escape Lin Qingquan's sharp eyes, it seems that this little boy is also a person with a story!

"My lord, it's inconvenient to talk here, why don't you ......?" The little boy looked very jealous of the Song family above.

If she had to change her usual times, Lin Qingquan would not have such leisure and leisure, but she was in a good mood today, so she followed the boy to a place with few people.

"My lord, these people who receive the porridge are all arranged by the Song family, they dress up as ordinary people and line up to receive the porridge, in fact, they all poured out the porridge in the end, and no one drank it at all." The boy whispered.

Lin Qingquan raised his eyebrows, became interested, took another piece of silver, and motioned for the boy to continue.

When the boy saw the silver, he came to talk, looked around, and said in a low voice: "You don't know, my lord, in fact, this Miss Song is not as kind as the legend outside, I heard that this Miss Song has a bad temper, and her heart is still poisonous, and her favorite thing is to torture people, I heard that Song Mansion has to die of illness every year for no reason, and it is all because this Miss Song is tortured to death." ”

Dare or a psychopath?

"What about Miss Shangguan? I've heard that she gave away all the clothes she wore to others! ”

The look on the boy's face was even more disdainful, "Come on, what are you giving away?" Those clothes were all snatched away by the second-class dealers and sold to the young master. ”

Speaking of this, a sly smile appeared on the boy's dirty face, and he lowered his voice and said: "Don't you know, my lord, I heard that after those sons bought Miss Shangguan's clothes, they put them in the quilt and slept in the bed every day and night, and some of them did that indecent thing, so they were really ashamed to speak." ”

Lin Qingquan couldn't help but laugh, and deliberately asked, "Then why are you embarrassed to say it?" ”

The boy was not embarrassed at all, and said very seriously: "Isn't this an adult, you want to know, the little one took your money, and naturally he knows everything, and he knows everything." ”

Lin Qingquan's heart was blocked, and he was speechless.

"Then you're not afraid that I will go to the Shangguan Mansion and the Song Mansion to complain? You can't eat with your little body, so you can walk around. Lin Qingquan scared him.

The boy was not frightened at all, and blinked and said, "Adult, you won't do that, Xiaosi knows that you are a good person." ”

Lin Qingquan was stunned for a moment, and then laughed, for more than five hundred years, this is the first time someone has said that she is a good person!

In the first life, everyone praised her as a good person, but a good person didn't have a good life!

The boy Xiaosi was so angry with Lin Qingquan's laughter, damn it, it wouldn't be a sycophant slapped on the horse's leg, right?

"I'm not a good person, I'm a big bad person." Lin Qingquan said solemnly.

The boy breathed a sigh of relief and said cheerfully, "My sister said that most people who say they are bad people are not bad people, and most people who say they are good people are not good people. ”

Lin Qingquan laughed again, this boy is really interesting, and his sister is also interesting.

"Your sister can see through it, what's her name?"

The boy suddenly seemed to be a different person, his neck was as straight as a rooster, and he replied very seriously: "My sister's name is Cheng San, Hekou Wang Cheng, one, two, three." (To be continued.) )