Qin Yiming returned to the inn and found that Song Xiance was gone, and Qiuyue and Qiuxiang were still there.

"Where have all the Song Gods gone?" Qin Yiming asked.

Qiu Xiang replied while pouring tea for Qin Yiming: "Mr. Song said that he was going to the bookstore to tell the story, and he came back very late. ”

"Storytelling? Not word measurement? The little monkey wondered.

"It's a storytelling, we heard it right, it seems to be on the other side of West Street."

"Oh? Song Shenstick can still tell books, it won't be to promote any doctrine, let's go, let's go and have a look. ”

Qin Yiming took them to West Street, this side is really more interesting, the population is obviously much denser, people come and go on the street, ragged pedestrians are also common, there are also buying and selling children on the street, what sells to bury their fathers is also common, those traffickers lead two people, looking for those potential little girls on the street. There are also some families without children, looking for **** on the street.

"This is my daughter!"

"This is my daughter!"

"Woooooooooooooo A little daughter was held by two men with one hand and howled loudly.

Qin Yiming and his entourage were attracted by the scramble between the two men, two middle-aged men in tattered clothes, pulling each other's clothes, were competing for a little girl, the little girl was too small, she was too scared to speak at this time, she only knew that she was crying there, and there were more and more people around her, looking at the two men who were arguing, everyone understood what was going on.

"This kid was so scared that he didn't dare to speak, so how can we tell whose kid it is?" The onlookers next to him shook their heads.

"Yes, yes, the child doesn't dare to speak, and there is no witness, how can I judge."

Qiu Xiang stepped forward at this time, pushed away the two men who were tearing together, squatted down and hugged the little girl, and comforted: "Little sister, don't cry, don't cry, tell my sister, who is your father?" ”

"Woooooooooooooo

The little girl had fluffy hair, her face was full of dirt, her black eyes were looking around in fear, and her eyes were full of tears, Qiu Xiang looked at the poor child and felt distressed for a while, and said softly: "Little sister, be good, don't be afraid, tell my sister, who is your biological father?" The person who pretended to be your father, sister, I will never let him go easily. ”

"Woooooooooooooo

"What can I do? The little girl didn't speak, and Mr. Song wasn't there, otherwise he might have a way. The little monkey muttered beside him, and the people around him were also talking.

A rich gentleman in a brocade dress said beside him: "Hehe, this little girl is still a beautiful embryo, hey, who is this girl, whether to sell it or not, if it is sold, I will buy it!" ”

When everyone was in trouble, suddenly a young man in his twenties came out of the crowd, who looked like an official eunuch and a Confucian student, dressed in a white robe, and his movements were very elegant.

"Among the two of you, one of them is a fake human trafficker, and the acquaintance will retreat now, otherwise when this son judges who is a fake, he will definitely not be spared."

"Who are you, nosy!" One of the men asked unconvinced.

"This son is Hou Fangyu."

As soon as everyone heard that it was Hou Fangyu, there was a commotion, many people had heard of Hou Fangyu's name, this talented man who was full of wealth but was very unlucky, and it was not good to take the imperial examination, so he had to meddle in his affairs and hold Yuan Chonghuan's grievances, and as a result, he was "never hired".

"Hou, Hou Fangyu? The four sons of the capital? Both men were shocked.

"It's here, I came to West Street today to distract from my feelings, but I didn't expect to see this kind of angry thing, it seems that I have to take care of it." Hou Fangyu has a righteous face, but he always gives people a sad feeling, maybe he has not met his talents, or maybe his ambition is difficult to reward.

The two men stayed for a moment, then began to argue again.

"I'm the father of the child, that's my daughter."

"I'm the father of the child, I'm the one."

Hou Fangyu was angry, walked towards the rich gentleman, and asked, "Did you just say that you wanted to buy this little girl?" ”

"Yes, yes!" The rich gentleman didn't know why, but he did have such thoughts, even if he was a little embarrassed by everyone.

"Good." Hou Fangyu nodded, walked beside the two poor men again, and asked, "Did you two hear that?" This squire wants to buy your daughter, will you sell it or not? ”

The man on the left replied decisively: "If you don't buy it, why should I sell my own daughter!" ”

"What about you?"

The man on the right hesitated for a moment and said, "Sell!" ”

Everyone talked about it, and it was obvious at once, everyone thought that the man on the left was the girl's biological father, and even Qin Yiming felt the same way.

Hou Fangyu pointed to the man on the left and said, "You are a fake, you are not the father of the child, leave quickly, otherwise you will not be able to leave." ”

Hou Fangyu's conclusion is shocking and incredible, everyone looks at me and I look at you, I don't know why, let alone what it is.

"Childe is wrong, I am the child's father, and he is a fake." The man was not convinced, and the people around him also had a lot of criticism, pointing fingers, and everyone felt that Hou Fangyu was wrong.

Qiu Xiang hugged the little girl and asked Hou Fangyu: "Hou Gongzi, it's not my father who is reluctant to sell my child, but my father who is willing to sell my child, are you mistaken?!" ”

Hou Fangyu had a good impression of Qiu Xiang's actions, so he patiently explained: "Girl, look at this man, he is all in rags, and his family must be in distress, and I heard that this man is still a person from Anzhou, a few months ago, the Tatar general Azig 100,000 troops went straight to the Great Wall, passed through Baoding to Anzhou, and captured more than 200,000 Han people, this man was lucky to survive in Anzhou, and fled to this place, so their father and daughter were ragged and poor. ”

As soon as Hou Fangyu said this, the man on the right suddenly burst into tears, and cried: "Her mother was killed by the Tartars, this child is still hiding in the rice tank and survived, I happened to go out at the time, and when I came back, I saw corpses everywhere, there were no living people at all, fortunately, there is a daughter, this child may have seen something, and now he is so frightened that he can't speak." ”

"Then you still want to sell your daughter?" Autumn Xiang said angrily.

"There's no way, this kid can only starve to death on the street with me, and at least there will be food to eat if he sells it." The man was already in tears, and the man on the left, who was pretending to be the child's father, ran away at this time, but Qiu Xiang was not in the mood to catch her.

Silence, everyone is silent, God is pitiful, there is really too much suffering in the world.

Qiu Xiang took out five taels of silver from her body and handed it to the man, who took it with trembling hands and thanked him desperately.

"Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are used as dogs. Ay. Hou Fangyu sighed and left the crowd.

In ancient times, there were relatively few entertainment activities, and even if listening to books was one of them, many people liked to listen to books, especially those books that were forbidden by the government, which were even more popular.

In the storytelling field, Song Xiance was on the stage, with rows of short-legged long wooden benches below, a fool listening carefully, and of course, at the front, there were also a few Eight Immortal Tables, which were all places where people with status could sit.

"Look, Mr. Song is really on stage!" Qiu Xiangyu raised her fingers and pointed at Song Xiance and said excitedly.

"Hehe, this god stick is really good, three hundred and sixty lines, it's okay to mix, let's all give Song God stick a cheer today." Qin Yiming said with a smile.

Qin Yiming sat down, and suddenly saw Hou Fangyu sitting next to the Eight Immortals table at the front, and there was a very rich old man at the same table with him, and the two seemed to be chatting about something.

Song Xiance is an old boy, short and concise, fanning his ears, I saw him pat the wake wood: "I think back then, our Emperor Taizu of the Ming Dynasty turned out to be a beggar, and he was a beggar, that is, a beggar for food; Later, he became a monk, that is, a monk, and finally became an emperor, and finally became an emperor. This was a beggar at the beginning, then a monk, and finally an emperor, which is the life of Emperor Hongwu. This person, if you want to achieve great things, you have to cough ...... in two words" Song Xiance coughed up a mouthful of phlegm and vomited everywhere, and the old smoking gun for many years has developed a cough problem.

"One is to be kind, and when it is time to be kind, you must be kind; Another one is to be ruthless! When you should be ruthless, you must be ruthless! Emperor Taizu will do these two times, when he is kind, he would rather not eat himself, but also give the food to the soldiers, but if he initiates a ruthless ......"

Xingmu knocked, "Tougher than anyone else!" So many generals were born and died with him, but what about after sitting in the country? Don't even think about living! Why? Does he hate these people? He doesn't hate these people, not only does he not hate, but he also likes these people very much, so why kill them? ”

Xingmu knocked again, "Chang Yuchun and Xu Da, all of them have amazing achievements." Don't kill them, Zhu Yuanzhang thought about it, yo! These people have so much credit, will my children be able to suppress these people in the future? I'm afraid I can't hold it down, okay, it's time to break constantly, not a hero! If you don't decide, it's not a hero! I'll do them first, and ..... for my Zhu family first."

Syllable! Wake up again, "Pluck these thistles!" ”

"Good! Good! "A lot of people applauded loudly, and when they heard what they couldn't hear or hear, they were all very excited, and the copper coins were thrown on the stage like snowflakes in the sky.

"Young master, this Mr. Song is really not afraid, he dares to say this kind of book, this is a capital crime to criticize the Emperor Taizu!" The little monkey listened very energetically.

Qin Yiming smiled and said nothing, he knew that this Song Xiance was quite revolutionary, but all his attention was on Hou Fangyu, who was the person next to Hou Fangyu, and it didn't look like an ordinary person.

After a while, Song Xiance took the money, came to Qin Yiming and the others, smoked his dry cigarette and said: "Hehe, I made a sum of money today, let's go, please go to dinner." ”

"Okay, okay, let's go to the restaurant, Mr. Song has a treat." Qiuyue Qiuxiang is also a foodie.

"It's rare that you are so generous, today everyone let go of their stomachs to eat and choose the best restaurant." Qin Yiming took the opportunity to say.

"The best restaurant? I can't afford that little old man. ”

"It's okay, if you don't make enough money tonight to pay, I'll cover it, haha."

"Looks like I've had a busy day." Song Xiance's face immediately became gloomy.

"In the Xiahou Fangyu, can you have the honor to invite a few people to have a drink?"