In 424 A.D., the new emperor ascended the throne, the year name Shiguang, hundreds of officials congratulated, Tuoba Tao dressed in gorgeous clothes, under the gaze of civil and military officials, ascended the throne that belonged to the king.

Tuoba Tao is the eldest son of Emperor Ming Yuan, and he is also the best candidate to inherit the unification, because Tuoba Tao has only one younger brother Tuoba Tong who has not yet weakened the crown.

The new emperor ascended the throne, I don't know if it was to consolidate the hearts of the people or for something else, and gave Prince Tuoba Tong honor, but what did a ten-year-old child know, he only knew that the day his royal brother ascended the throne was the death day of her mother.

The Queen Mother was kind-hearted, although it was very good to treat Tuoba Tong, but when Tuoba Tong asked the Queen Mother over and over again about the whereabouts of his mother's concubine, she got only two words: dead.

Tuoba Tao has his father's inheritance, and on the first day of his accession to the throne, he opened a warehouse to release grain, so that the beggars in Pingcheng could also eat enough on this day.

"Oh, don't squeeze it, you all have a share." The chef with the spoon was very distressed, this is a team of guards here today, otherwise he would be able to squeeze it into porridge.

No one noticed a bruised-stained child in the corner with a broken bowl trying to squeeze into the crowd, but each time he didn't know who threw it out.

After about half an hour, the beggars gathered together in twos and threes to burp, and one of them, who looked as if he was the boss of the beggars, had fallen asleep on the ground with a weak beggar as a pillow.

A small dark hand picked up the stove, but she didn't have the strength to lift the lid.

"Kid, what are you doing?" The fat cook grabbed the child's hand.

"I, I ......"

"The porridge is gone, you can go quickly." The cook, who had been on an errand for a day, was very impatient, but when he looked at the child in front of him, he didn't know whether it was the marks left by the beating or the ashes rubbed out on the ground, and he was embarrassed to throw the child out.

"I, I'm really hungry." The child didn't understand the adult's thoughts, but felt that there must be something to eat with this person, and she clutched the corner of the cook's clothes tightly, staring at him with big eyes.

"Get out of here." The chef watched the kid toast and kicked the little man out.

"Oh, who, do you want to die, uncle sleeps, throw anything on uncle." The beggar was awakened by a flying object, and when he turned around, he saw the little girl who had been thrown out.

"It's you again, do you want to die? If Lao Tzu doesn't beat you for a day, you will feel uncomfortable? The beggar leader lifted the little girl from the ground, and a child of seven or eight years old was really vulnerable to an adult.

The feeling of fists and feet falling on the body is already very familiar, as long as the beggar is not happy, all the beggars will beat her together, no matter where she has been wronged, they all want to find her to vent their anger, who made her a helpless little beggar.

As long as the palm of the hand is clenched, as long as the thing in the palm of the hand is protected, as long as they don't touch the thing, they will be beaten, she doesn't care.

"Stop, what are you doing?" A few guard-like people pulled a few beggars out of the pile, and the other beggars looked at the people in front of them and stopped, what should they do.

A corner of the white clothes was in the eyes of the little beggar, she didn't dare to look up, she knew that the person standing in front of her was either rich or noble.

"What's your name?" The childish voice reached the ears of the little beggar, and then a hot bun was handed to the little beggar, "Do you have a family?" I can arrange for someone to take you home. ”

The little beggar was indifferent, and the child, who looked a few years older than the little beggar, handed the bun under the little beggar's nose again.

"My name is Wu Tong."

The little beggar took the bun and stuffed it into her mouth in both bites, but her long mouth was also small, she was afraid that the bun would fall out of her mouth and covered her mouth with one hand, the more she wanted to chew and swallow the bun harder, the easier it was to choke herself.

She couldn't help but want to cough, but as soon as she coughed, the buns would fall out of her mouth, her face was flushed, and the young man in the white robe gently ran down her back.

Her contact with people was beaten, she had never been treated so gently, and she was distracted for a moment and let the unfinished steamed buns spit on the ground.

Before the boy and his entourage could react, the beggar's hand had reached into the vomit-like bun on the ground and was stopped by the boy when he almost stuffed it into his mouth again.

"I have a lot, you, don't pick it up."

"If you don't have a home, would you like to go back with me?" The boy wiped the dregs from the corners of the beggar's mouth with his sleeve.

"Boom." When the beggar heard this, he hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed to the boy.

"I am an orphan, fatherless and motherless, if the son is willing to take me in and give me a bite to eat, I will definitely look forward to the son." The beggar is not blinded, but this place is too cold, Wu Tong is like the sun in the abyss, shining into this child's heart, even if he is a cow and a horse, she has to follow him.

"This little beggar has a lotus tongue, can you think about it, what can you do if you leave him?" A man who looked like a butler said.

"I still lack a guard, I think he's suitable."

When the little beggar reacted again, she had already gotten into Wu Tong's carriage, and she already had the name Wu Tong gave her, and she also promised Wu Tong to follow the former general to practice martial arts, and when she came back, she would be Wu Tong's knife, his most trusted knife.

The little beggar now has a name, which was given to her by Wu Tong, called Xi Feng, and she herself silently recited this name several times in her heart, but they all seem to think of themselves as boys.

Xi Feng didn't know what kind of time she should find to talk about this, because she was afraid that she would be thrown out because she was a girl, she didn't want to leave Wu Tong, even if she was a dog by Wu Tong's side, she was willing.

Because she has not been treated gently, whether it is a beggar or when she was in that cold home, what she has experienced is just fists and feet, people in the abyss, even if they see a tear, they will feel that they are at the seaside, not to mention that Wu Tong has given herself so much tenderness.

"I know you're a girl, don't be afraid, I won't want you." Wu Tong said in Xi Feng's ear.

"But no one knows but me, and I hope you can keep this secret too, for me, pretend to be a man, would you like it?"

Wu Tong seemed to be able to see through Xi Feng's thoughts, Xi Feng didn't speak but nodded vigorously, she wanted to stay by Wu Tong's side, so she wouldn't refuse him anything at all.