Chapter 110: Are You Really That Man's Son?

The carriage gradually moved away, Qingli stood in place and looked at it for a long time, and when he returned to the front hall, Ning Bo was directing the plaque to stand at the base of the wall, as soon as he stepped into the front hall, Ning Bo walked over a few steps and pulled him aside, and asked in a low voice: "Childe, send it away?" ”

"Sent away." One question and one answer, there is too much in the seemingly simple conversation.

Ning Bo continued to ask uneasily, "Childe, are you so sure that she will be on our side?" ”

The corners of Qingli's mouth rose slightly, and there was a hint of brilliance in his eyes, "She will!" ”

What he wanted her to see, what he knew, was completely displayed in front of her, and judging from her reaction, a qiēshun lì wasn't it?

"Ning Bo, send someone to inform Nanshu, I will stay in the mansion tonight, and the coachman will come back to settle him later, and I will arrange a qiē tomorrow and then return to Yuezhai!" After Qingli confessed, he took two servants out of the house.

The low alley was really not far from his mansion, and under the guidance of the servants, the three of them soon arrived at the mouth of the low alley.

"Childe, this is the low alley!" One of the servants said, pointing to the empty alleyway ahead.

When Emperor Qing had just informed him to move to the Prince's Mansion, he knew what Emperor Qing meant when he heard that the mansion was located in the south of the city.

Compared with the other three districts, there are more poor people living in the south of the city, and they live by doing some small business, while more people choose to go to the other three districts and work in some rich families to make money, so there are almost no people walking around the lanes in the south of the city every year after the beginning of spring until the end of autumn.

Emperor Qing sent him out of the palace, and deliberately chose the most remote and impoverished Chengnan District for him, wasn't he worried that his friendship with rich families and officials would have an unpredictable impact on him?

He moved into the mansion. It didn't take long for him to move to Lanyuezhai on the grounds of living for a long time on the grounds of the miserable environment, and the Qingdi did not embarrass him, but he couldn't stand it. Aceded his request and let him live in Lanyuezhai. First, Shenghua's martial arts are not proficient, and the Qingdi set up a lot of secret guards outside Lanyuezhai at the request of the eldest princess, and secondly, Shenghua, the owner, can be regarded as what he wants, and he is supervised under his nose, which makes him feel more at ease than leaving him far away.

He has always been mediocre, and he went out to run errands on the orders of Emperor Qing, and always returned with injuries. Sometimes the injury is serious and almost hurts his life, sometimes it is lighter but he has to stay in bed for a long time to recuperate, so that the Qingdi is not sure whether he will be martial arts or whether the martial arts are exquisite, fortunately, although the Qingdi is not worried about him, but after all, he has no killer, otherwise the secret guard pretended to assassinate him again and again, and he didn't know how many times he would die!

The house in front of you can hardly be called a house, and the door panel is not missing. It was a hole, and he looked into the distance, and some of them even had broken bricks and tiles. The door panel can't cover the wind and cold, and the roof must be leaking wind and rain, and what Liu Rumo said to him is not exaggerated.

Now that the weather is getting colder, it is true that such a house will not survive the winter, especially the low alley is still near his prince's mansion, if it suddenly cools down, it is not good to kill people, so thinking about it, Qingli summoned the two servants behind him: "You go from house to house to take a look." If there are those who stay at home, whether they are young or old. If you are willing to go back to live with us, you will help them clean up. Meet at the entrance of the alley later! ”

"Yes!" Two servants took the order, one of them entered next to each other, and Qingli walked alone and continued to walk deeper into the low alley.

The further back you go, the more shabby the houses are than the ones at the mouth of the alley, many of them don't even have roofs, and half of the courtyard walls have collapsed, and it looks like no one lives in them, but in such a pile of dilapidated houses, you can faintly hear the sound of intermittent coughing.

Qingli followed the sound and searched one by one, the coughing sound became clearer and clearer, and finally he stopped and stood still at the door of a house, the weeds at the door were withered and yellow, but they also grew waist-high with him, and no one should have cleaned them up for a long time.

There were still people living in such a house, and there was nothing left of the house that had collapsed, so he pushed aside the dead grass and stepped into the courtyard, and with a "creak", the rotten wooden plank under his feet made a wail and broke into two, and he looked up and saw that there was a missing piece on the door beam, and the board under his feet seemed to have fallen from the door beam.

After walking a few steps, the collapsed bricks of the wall were scattered on the ground, and he avoided it carefully left and right, and the coughing suddenly disappeared.

This family seems to have been a big family, at least according to the current collapse of the estimate, the yard is not small, and there are many large and small houses in a week, although there is only the structure of a house left, but I can vaguely imagine the appearance of the beginning.

"Ahem-cough" There was a short cough again, Qingli thought about it, Xu heard the movement of him just coming in, the man swallowed the cough, but finally did not hold back, but held back his cough even more.

Because of this irrepressible cough, he found the source of the sound very smoothly, a room in the corner, the reason why he still thought it was a room, because this room also had a roof, he pushed open the hidden door, "bang", half of the door fell straight into the house, stirring up dust, Qingli subconsciously took a half step back, the cough in the room could not be concealed, the dust faded, he bowed into the house.

Like a firewood house, the room was full of long and short pieces of wood, and the person who made the noise was lying in a triangular area made of a pile of wood, wrapped in black things that could not be seen, and his face was so dirty that he could not see the appearance.

Qingli got closer and asked in a low voice, "Are you okay?" ”

The man coughed violently again, and then laughed dumbly, with some joy in his words: "I thought I was going to die here, but I didn't expect someone to find here, who are you?" ”

Qing Li lifted the hem of his robe, clutched it into a handful around his waist, squatted down and pulled the man out of the triangular pile of wood, and helped him to sit on a pile of wood near the door, before introducing himself: "Call Qing Li under the name-"

"Uh-" Almost at the same time as he reported his fame, the swarthy dirty hands hit his neck, the man was too sick to exert his strength, but he also tried his best to strangle him, and there was a monstrous hatred in his eyes that could not be concealed, "Which of his sons are you?" Haha-cough. Whichever it is, you're his son and you deserve to die! ”

After a brief moment of distraction, Qingli raised his hand and pinched the hand around his neck to take it off. His expression was cold, but he didn't see a trace of annoyance: "Why should I die if I am his son?" ”

The man was lightly caught by him. Failing to strangle him made his lover even more excited, and he coughed for a long time before he recovered his breath, snorted coldly at him, and roared: "He made me homeless, my wife was separated, I couldn't kill him, I had planned to end up like this with hatred, but I didn't expect God to favor me." Before he died, he sent you over, he couldn't kill him, his father's debt was repaid, and killing you was considered earned! As he spoke, he tried to break free of Qingli's grip and attacked him again.

Qing Li pressed down his attacking hand, ignoring that his white clothes had been smeared black and gray by his hand, and said in a low voice: "Do you know my identity? ”

"Qing is the surname of the country, your name is Qingli, who else can you be if you are not the son of the faint king!" The man was excited, and his chest rose and fell more violently because of this low roar.

Faint? Qingli carefully stared at the man who was so sick that he was even panting and looking tired. It didn't look like a fake, but I thought of something. Approaching him, he whispered in a deep voice: "I have never been treated well by him, and he will not be half sad if he kills me, if you want to die like this, aren't you sorry for your lost relatives?" ”

"Even so, I'll earn it by killing you!" The man struggled to keep attacking him.

Qing Li effortlessly restrained him again and whispered again, "What if I save your life?" ”

"Phew!" The man opened his mouth and took a sip, Qingli turned his head to avoid it, and heard the man say hatefully: "I don't need your kindness to be saved by his son." I'd rather die now! ”

said that he was about to bite his tongue and kill himself when he opened his mouth, and Qingli was shocked. Hurriedly clicked his acupoint with one hand and clasped his jaw. This saved him from biting his tongue.

I secretly have a plan in my heart, this person sounds like he has a grudge against the Qingdi, as for how much grudge, he thinks that this person is not telling the truth, but he hates it so much that he even feels that it is a shame to let him save himself as the son of the Qingdi, and it must not be a light hatred, if he is saved, maybe it can be of any use.

"I save you today, if you don't die in a great disaster, and you will be used by me in the future, I can help you achieve what you want to do, are you willing?"

The man's dark and dirty face, his eyes widened, and he couldn't move because of his jaw buttoning, but he was obviously shocked by his words.

"If you are willing, move your eyes, I will let go of my hand, you don't want to look for a short time, if you don't want to, you just stare at me and don't move, I will also let go of my hand, and you will die!"

Almost immediately, the man moved his eyes up and down, Qingli let go of his hand in satisfaction, and listened to the man's jaw move that was pinched by him, and then asked him uncertainly, "You are his son, how can I believe that you are willing to help me do that?" ”

He is cautious, he is only a person who is about to die in one breath, and he knows to ask for an understanding!

"Believe it or not, it's all in your thoughts, with the way you are now, I'm afraid it's not so easy to kill me, but if you accept me to save you and follow me in the future, even if I can't help you do that, it's not too late to kill me after you get your body up, isn't it?" Qingli patted his dirty hands, stood up and stared at him, waiting for his answer.

Sure enough, the man thought about it and responded: "Good! He knew very well that he was indeed as Qingli said now, and it was not enough to kill him, not to mention that he hadn't been able to eat a bite of food for a long time, and he was even sick and hungry.

Seeing that he agreed, Qingli didn't care how dirty and smelly he was, put down the shirt tucked around his waist, and helped him out of the yard.

I didn't expect Qingli to help him out, and when he stood in the courtyard, looking at Qingli's white clothes stained with stains, he continued to help him out without the slightest disgust, he was puzzled: "Are you really that man's son?" ”

It doesn't look like it! That person is a son is a prince, which prince is not accompanied by a bunch of palace eunuchs and maidservants, what is a good person doing in this slum? Besides, shouldn't those pampered princes who are as smelly and dirty as beggars hide far away? (To be continued)