The western capital city is full of yellow sand all day long, plus years of war, in addition to the official office, there are few decent buildings in the city, compared to Yangzhou City. However, because there are often garrisons here, the soldiers have paid food or won the battle and got a reward, there must always be a place to go, so there are many restaurants, restaurants, gambling houses, restaurants, and there are also differences between the soldiers.

The situation of the veterans was not the worst, some soldiers died on the battlefield, and orphans and widows did not receive pensions, so they had to beg to survive.

There are poor and rich people in every city, but they are not as divided and crowded as the Western Capital, and near the officers who hug left and right out of the hall are beggars who are buried in biting the scraps in the mud and sand. After a few years, when this beggar grew up and joined the army and made some military achievements, he also had to spend all day drinking, but he forgot how bitter he was back then.

Yu Lang looked at this absurd scene after scene, only felt that the past dynasties and dynasties were like this, the poor were very hungry and got up, and they forgot the original intention of starving when they got the world to live a rich life, people complained about this social injustice, never complained about fairness itself, but because they were in a disadvantageous position of this injustice, one day they were in power, and they would not think about eliminating injustice, but thinking about how to consolidate their own interests.

Although it was late spring, it was still very cold in the western capital. There was a tiger-headed boy wrapped in a single coat begging, with only a dirty mud bowl in front of him, and his purple lips bumped up and down, as if he was about to faint at any moment.

Qingqing couldn't see it, so she went to buy two buns for the boy.

The boy took the bun with great gratitude, ate it in three or two bites, and choked and blushed. Qingqing hurriedly went to the bun shop and asked for a bowl of hot water for the boy to drink.

The boy drank some hot water, straightened his breath, and bowed his head to thank Qingqing.

Suddenly, the warm smile on Qingqing's face froze, and the boy suddenly lowered his head and bit off the jade bracelet on Qingqing's wrist, snatched it, and ran wildly.

The jade bracelet was given by Zhang Jiuling on Qingqing's birthday in a certain year, and the wrist was cut by the jade bracelet and bled out, these are not the saddest things for Qingqing, what she is most sad is the look on the boy when he ran away with the jade bracelet, vicious, ridiculed, without any guilt and gratitude.

Yu Lang didn't make a move, because Qingqing didn't make a move, now Qingqing has the cultivation of the first realm of the sea, if she wants to capture this boy, she can capture it on the spot, he knows that Qingqing doesn't know what to do if he captures this boy, fight or send it to the government? Qingqing can't even do it.

But a good deed man walked out of the corner with a child.

That person looked as old as Yu Lang, was extremely handsome, and although his demeanor was free and uninhibited, his temperament was very extraordinary.

The boy burst into tears: "Sister, I didn't mean it, I still have a seriously ill sister at home who can't afford to take medicine, so I'll pay it back to you." ”

The boy returned the jade bracelet that had been broken into two pieces to Qingqing.

Qingqing couldn't help but soften her heart again, put away the jade bracelet, but took out a piece of silver from her arms and handed it to the boy: "Good, you can take these silver coins to find a good doctor for your sister." ”

The boy obediently refused for a while, and suddenly took out a dagger and stabbed Qingqing in the chest.

Qingqing raised her hand and grabbed the boy's wrist, and there was finally anger on her face: "Why! I've been kind to you, why have you been ...... so many times"

The handsome young man kicked the boy far away: "It was my hand that made him move, and after I caught him, I gave him a copper coin and a dagger, and asked him to stab you to death, and he came." ”

Qingqing looked at the young man: "Why are you doing this, do we know each other?" ”

"I'm going to teach you that if you buy buns for this beast with a penny of copper, you might as well buy them and feed them to the dogs! Dogs eat your stuff at least know that you are good people and will not bite you, and they will not. "But I didn't know that the words that came out of the mouth of this Sven boy were so vicious.

Qingqing was furious: "This kid is just poor and afraid, and he is not evil by nature, why are you so uncompassionate!" ”

After saying that, Qingqing went to help the boy, and the boy took out another dagger from his arms and stabbed it fiercely in Qingqing's face, Qingqing grabbed the boy's wrist again, and tears rolled down from his eyes: "Why, why?" ”

The young man kicked the boy away again: "Get out, see me go around later!" ”

The boy swept the money in his hand and left with a sinister smile.

Yu Lang quietly watched this scene happen, he had seen the evil in the hearts of the poor in Beigu Mountain, and knew that good and evil did not distinguish between high and low, which did not mean that the weak were necessarily good, they just had no chance. He didn't fully agree with what the young man said, but he could see that the young man had no ill will towards Qingqing.

This young man should want Qingqing to be vigilant, so as not to be hurt by others who will take advantage of this kindness in the future, but who is this person? Yu Lang thought to himself.

Seeing Qingqing crying sadly, the young man squatted down and scratched Qingqing's nose, and handed over a Jinpa: "After so many years, you still have this bad problem, crying nose loves to use the back of your hand, the wind and sand here are big, and it is not comfortable to enter the eyes." ”

Scratching his nose, handing Jinpa, and Fang Cai's gentle voice, Qingqing suddenly remembered: "You, you are Brother Li Yu!" ”

Li Mi smiled gently: "We haven't seen each other for almost five years." ”

Hearing the name Li Mi, Yu Lang was shocked, according to the history books, this person can be called the first wise man in the Middle and Tang Dynasty, compared to Yu Lang's great-ancestor Xu Maogong.

Qingqing affectionately took Li Yu's hand and walked in front of Yu Lang, as if she had forgotten all about Fang Cai's unhappiness.

"Yu Lang Yu Lang, this is Li Yu, he was my best playmate when I was a child, don't look at him like he looks like an embroidered pillow, but he is smart, well, he is even better than you. He was seven years old......"

Yu Lang smiled: "At the age of seven, he was on the Jinluan Palace, and it was difficult to retreat from one king and two phases, at the age of ten, he entered the holy land of the Taoist Gate, Vientiane Mountain, and he was able to distinguish the head of the sect, and at the age of thirteen, Jian Cheng asked in the Sword Pavilion and picked off the three major sword heads of the Sword Pavilion. ”

One monarch and two phases, that is, the Emperor Xuanzong and Zhang Shuo, Zhang Jiuling two virtuous ministers, Zhang Shuo participated in the early years of the examination, the first in the world, and held the literary world for 30 years, can be called a generation of grandmasters, but in the Jinluan Palace was the seven-year-old Li Mi was dumbfounded. Zhang Shuo and Zhang Jiuling both cherish this talent very much, and the young Li Yu is also a frequent visitor to the home of the two prime ministers.

Li Mi looked directly into Yu Lang's eyes, and smiled the same, without modesty: "It's just a genius, what's so strange." ”

Qingqing smiled: "You are still so arrogant, you never know modesty." ”

Li Mi smiled sincerely and bitterly: "A genius like me must be modest, where do you want the face of the world's heroes to go?" ”

This guy is really interesting.

This arrogance made Yu Lang's heart full of fighting spirit, this was the first time he came into contact with the top geniuses of the young generation of Datang, and there was a pride in his chest of "wanting to compete with the heavens".