Most of the dignitaries and nobles of Shu are gathered in Chengdu Jinniu Lane, the alley is not wide, but it is full of deep mansions on both sides, and Zhu Zixiao, the prime minister of Shu, lives here.

Ling Kun and Zhao Mingyue, who was dressed in men's clothes, walked around the alley twice, but still couldn't think of a suitable way to enter the Zhu Mansion. With Ling Kun's light skills, it is not difficult to sneak into the mansion at night to investigate, but they may not be able to get the news they want.

Seeing that it was noon again, Ling Kun said, "Let's eat, and then make plans after eating." ”

"Don't eat it." Zhao Mingyue snorted coldly.

"Why don't you eat, if you don't eat, how can you have the strength to find a way."

"General Ling can't drink some wine when he eats, and he can't be confused and drunk after drinking, so the day will be wasted, I think it's better not to eat." Zhao Mingyue sneered.

Ling Kun touched his nose in embarrassment, and sneered: "If you don't drink it, you won't drink it, you must not drink it today, really." ”

Zhao Mingyue stared at him with a pair of wonderful eyes and asked, "Really?" If I dare to do this, I'll have to pick up my whip again. ”

"Don't don't, that thing affects feelings, don't."

The two fought all the way out of Jinniu Alley, found a special restaurant for lunch, Ling Kun really didn't mention the matter of drinking again, after all, there were still important things on his body.

When he went downstairs, he saw a large group of people gathered at the intersection of the street in front of him, Ling Kun was curious, took a look inside, and saw a person lying on the ground, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

The audience next to him shook their heads, sighed, and whispered. Zhao Mingyue asked a middle-aged man next to her: "What's wrong with this person?" Why doesn't anyone care?"

"Ahem, I can't see it, I'm dead." The man shook his head.

"Dead? How did you die on the street? What about the family? Ling Kun asked.

"There is no one at home, this is a crippled person, begging for a living all his life, the situation of Shu has been good these years, and the old beggar is not guilty of eating and drinking, but no one has collected the body when he dies, pitiful." The man shook his head and sighed.

When Zhao Mingyue heard this, she immediately felt pitiful, and her sympathy instantly exploded, but in the face of such a dirty and smelly corpse, what could she do as a girl, so she had to turn her eyes to Ling Kun for help.

"What do you think I'm doing? Shall I collect his body? I'm not his son. Ling Kun was so frightened that he hurriedly dodged.

Zhao Mingyue pouted and said: "Just do good deeds and accumulate virtue, just pull out of the city and dig a pit and bury it, what's so difficult?" ”

Ling Kun looked at the old man on the ground, he had probably been dead for a few days, his face had begun to decompose, he looked disgusted for a while, and hurriedly said, "Forget it, I'll spend some money to hire someone to collect his corpse, right?" ”

Zhao Mingyue was overjoyed and said: "Yes, why didn't I think of it, then you can go quickly." ”

Ling Kun agreed, turned around and was about to hire someone, when suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he remembered a classic old movie "Tang Bohu Dots Autumn Fragrance", maybe it could be concocted in the same way and enter the Prime Minister's Mansion. Thinking of this, he immediately turned back and said: "I thought about it, I should personally collect his body, I don't have much money, and I will keep my daughter-in-law in the future." ”

Zhao Mingyue sneered and said, "Do you still have to worry about money when you marry a daughter-in-law?" ”

"Otherwise, is my daughter-in-law rich?" Ling Kun asked rhetorically.

"Of course, there is ......." Zhao Mingyue suddenly couldn't go on halfway through speaking, her face was crimson, all the way to her neck, she simply turned around and turned her face away, what are you doing, do you want to marry him in a hurry?

It's too embarrassing, Zhao Mingyue bit her lip hard to punish herself.

Ling Kun shook his head with some regret, squeezed into the crowd and pretended to say loudly: "Amitabha, this violent corpse is too pitiful in the downtown area, I'm afraid that I won't be able to live in peace even if I go underground." ”

"That is, otherwise, you have to marry a wife and have children, and pass on the ancestry, aren't you afraid of this?" An old man about 60 years old shook his head and sighed.

"Hey, I'm soft-hearted, let's drag him to the wilderness and dig a pit and bury him." Ling Kun volunteered.

"That's great, young man, this is a good deed for doing good deeds, and you will definitely be rewarded for being a good person." Everyone was unlucky, and no one was willing to do it, and finally Ling Kun was so stunned, they all came to encourage him, and someone sponsored a dilapidated flatbed truck for him for free.

Ling Kun pushed the corpse forward with a flatbed cart, and Zhao Mingyue followed up and asked, "What are you going to do?" Really collect his body? ”

"Didn't you tell me to do that?"

"I, didn't I already agree to hire someone?" Zhao Mingyue said aggrievedly.

"Hee-hee, hee-hee, I'm going to use this

The body was smashed into the Prime Minister's Mansion. Ling Kun said mysteriously.

Zhao Mingyue's eyes lit up and asked, "What are you going to do?" ”

"When the time comes, you will know, by the way, you will wear men's clothes in the future, otherwise it will be too eye-catching, and if I enter the Prime Minister's Mansion, it is estimated that I will not be able to get out for a while, so you should be careful when you live in an inn." Ling Kun walked into a corner where no one was around, took off his coat and rubbed it vigorously on the ground, and when he put it on again, it was already worn, like a beggar.

Zhao Mingyue looked at Ling Kun's operation with a puzzled expression, and asked, "What are you going to do?" ”

"Sell yourself to bury your father." Ling Kun replied and continued to push the cart forward.

"Are you going to sell yourself to Zhu Zixiao?"

"Yes, smart."

"But can you guarantee that Zhu Zixiao will buy it?" Zhao Mingyue asked.

Ling Kun shook his head and said, "I don't know, let's take a step and see a step." ”

Not long after, the two came to the entrance of Jinniu Alley again, Ling Kun asked Zhao Mingyue to hide away to watch the excitement, found a vacant space by himself, and put the car down. In order to prevent anyone from recognizing the beggar, he covered him with a white cloth, then made a straw mark and stuck it on his back, and wrote on the ground with bluestones:

Sell yourself to bury your father, the villain Zhao Gouqu, the Central Plains people's family, forced by taxes and servitude, come to Shu to join relatives and do not meet, his father died of illness, no money to be buried, kneeling and begging well-wishers to reward a thin coffin, this life is willing to be a cow and a horse as a slave and a servant, never leave.

When he had finished writing this, he knelt down and wept, and because he could not shed tears, he had to fall on the ground and weep.

Jinniu Lane is the most prosperous alley in Chengdu, and as soon as Ling Kun made such a fuss, he immediately surrounded a lot of people to watch the excitement. Zhao Mingyue saw that there were so many people around, so she also leaned over to look, and when she saw Ling Kun's words on the ground, she almost couldn't help laughing.

To do such a lack of virtue in the name of this princess's reward, see how I clean you up in the future. Zhao Mingyue covered her face and silently watched Ling Kun's performance.

There are more and more onlookers, and there are many discussions, and there is nothing to say. Some admired the young man's benevolence and filial piety, and he was willing to sell himself in order to prevent his father from being violent in the wilderness. Some lamented that the Central Plains had heavy taxes and couldn't even afford a coffin for the rest of their lives, but fortunately they were born in Shu and had food and money, so they never had to be afraid of this situation. There are also silent plans whether to accept this young and strong good laborer.