[New moon and new weather, this is the first update]

After three days in prison, Qiao Ergou finally saw the sun.

The small window in the prison faces north, and the room is always damp. However, the grass on the shop was fairly clean, it didn't stink, and there weren't many bugs. There was a smell of tar in the room, which was applied to the walls and floors to prevent fleas and bed bugs. It is not convenient to use a clean bucket, but a special ditch, which is built diagonally and leads to a deeper ditch, and it is clean when flushed with water.

The cell boss in the prison carried a knife to patrol back and forth twice a day, and when he was given food at noon, he would come over and say that the prison had become so good, it was Han Xianggong's virtue and politics, and you thieves had a good life.

Qiao Ergou went to Kaifeng Mansion Prison once in his early years, and compared with the two sides, he felt that what the cell boss said was indeed right, but he was arrested in a dignified manner, and it was said that it was also the order of the Han Xianggong, which did not make him feel full of wrongs.

No matter how clean the prison is, these beggars are dirty, without fleas and bedbugs, and there are lice.

Grabbing the lice on his body, Qiao Ergou followed his companion out of the prison.

In the past two days, two of the companions who were caught together were dragged out and never came back, but the others were very good, eating and drinking with Qiao Ergou.

In prison, Qiao Ergou also saw a lot of old friends, some of whom had fought a few times, in order to fight for the right to beg on a street, Qiao Ergou, a young and strong beggar, did not charge into battle for the beggar. However, Qiao Ergou didn't find his beggar in prison, and he didn't find any other beggar he knew, only saw their subordinates.

"Are you going to kill us?"

Ye Xiaosan, who begged for food with Qiao Ergou and was also arrested in the rainy night, trembled.

Qiao Ergou is a few years older than Ye Xiaosan, and he is also more knowledgeable than him. "To kill someone, you have to eat a severed head meal first. Didn't you listen to the cripple Chen next door, this is because Han Xianggong can't find anyone, so he can only arrest us to guard the border, which has already been mentioned in the newspaper. ”

"Say something!"

The cell head next to him heard the voice, and scolded him, and Qiao Ergou immediately hid his head and arched his back, looking like a beggar again.

A group of people were driven out of the prison where they had been in prison for three days, and when they came out the back door, they saw a row of large cars parked in the alley. A dozen people in one car, dozens of beggars, and they were all driven into five cars.

The cavalry next to him walked with crossbows, and the convoy bent left and right, and finally passed through a gate, and finally stopped. All the beggars were riding in the carriage for the first time, but fortunately the carriage was an open cart for transporting goods, and no one was sick and vomited.

Qiao Ergou shrank his head in the crowd, trying not to attract attention. But his eyes were not idle, and he looked left and right along the way, and found that this was a place he knew.

He has been in Beijing for many years, and he knows all the big and small military camps. It's not that they want to come here to beg for money, but to prevent going to the wrong place, these red guys are no better than merchants, and they are black and heavy, just like the rainy night three days ago, the military patrol shop inspectors who came to chase them are rich and filial, but when the official order is given, they immediately turn their faces ruthlessly, just like a dog's face, they will turn over when they say.

Ah, it's that big yellow dog.

Staring at the dog, Qiao Ergou remembered the pot of dog meat he ate during the New Year, and inadvertently had been driven to the dog, raised his head, there was a table above the dog, and there was a military man standing next to the table, and there was a person sitting behind the table, looking like a scholar, holding a pen, and a piece of paper was spread in front of him.

It's supposed to be a bookstore. Qiao Ergou thought.

"Name."

The clerk didn't raise his head, and asked while dipping his pen in ink.

"Huh?" Qiao Ergou was stunned.

"Su Xuexue asks your name!"

The soldier at the table scolded, and Qiao Ergou hurriedly said: "The little one's surname is Qiao, and the cheap name is Ergou." ”

"This 'dog'?"

The clerk pointed to his feet, and as soon as he stomped his feet, the big yellow dog lying on the ground immediately stood up and grinned at Qiao Ergou's bared teeth.

'When Grandpa goes out, he will take you to drink and wash away the filth. ’

Qiao Ergou was ruthless in his heart, and a smile appeared on his face, "The little one who is illiterate should be this dog!" ”

"The word dog is indecent, remove the dog and add a grass head. Qiao Ergou. ”

Qiao Ergou, who had just changed his name, looked confused, "It's not the same. ”

"It's not the same to write." The book office finally looked up, "Next." ”

"Don't get out of the way yet!" Thinking that Qiao Ergou's movements were too slow, the military man at the table kicked him, "It turned out to be a dog, but now it's a grass dog, it's really like a grass dog?" ”

Spat at the front hard, and looked back at the bookstore, Qiao Ergou hated in his heart, "Grandpa is a dog that can bite people, but he made it into grass." One day, grandpa will make a fortune and let you be a grass dog. ’

"Sit down!"

Just when Qiao Ergou scolded in his heart, he had already been led to the other end of the school field.

There was a stool in front of him, a basin of water next to him, and then a military man with a razor was looking at him with a tiger face.

"Sit down, shut up, close your eyes, don't talk."

scolded one by one, Qiao Ergou only dared to scold in his heart, but he did not dare to disobey the order.

I sat down honestly, closed my eyes, and felt a rustling sound above my head, and I could feel something falling on my shoulder, and the last handful of water was splashed on my head.

When he was lifted from the stool, Qiao Ergou found that he had been shaved bald, and his hair, which was originally greasy and full of lice, could now only touch a little wet hair stubble.

Now I want to be a monk, Qiao Er said in his heart, I heard that the monks of Shaolin Temple can eat meat, I don't know if I can mix in.

The monks of Daxiangguo Temple have strict precepts on the face, in fact, not only do not taboo meat and vegetarian food, but even women are not very taboo, and often come to the door to exorcise evil spirits, or give people children, which is even stronger. It's a pity that the people are built and the official family often comes and goes, and Qiao Ergou doesn't expect him to be able to get in. But Shaolin Temple definitely needs tenants who can fight, who refuse to pay rent, rich people who want to encroach on the fields, and how can they keep this family business without some sticks and fists?

"Go in and wash up."

Qiao Ergou fantasized while following people to a big house.

From the open doorway, you can feel a cloud of moisture rushing towards your face.

'Isn't it a bathhouse?' Qiao Ergou thought, "Do you want to take a bath?" ’

Han Xianggong said that the epidemic is only dirty and clean, so inside and outside the Beijing Division, there are baths everywhere. But Qiao Ergou himself thinks it's a fart, it's not clean, it's not sick, he has been a beggar for so many years, his body has never been clean, and he hasn't seen himself die of illness.

Qiao Ergou was in front of the bathhouse, thinking wildly, and when he scolded Han Gang to the eighteenth generation, he suddenly pushed him, scolded and rolled in without taking off his clothes, only to find that there were already bald heads all around.

"Brother Ergou."

Hearing someone call, Qiao Ergou's eyes widened, and it took him a long time to recognize it as Ye Xiaosan.

The brother who had eaten together for two years shaved his head and took off his clothes that had never been washed, and he was a whole circle smaller, looking darker and thinner, and Qiao Ergou almost didn't recognize it.

"Get in, get in!"

The soldier standing at the door loudly drove the people who had already stripped their clothes in.

Qiao Ergou took off the rags on his body in two and two, and was driven into the house with Ye Xiaosan. Looking up, he saw that it was indeed a bathhouse. It's just that there's only moisture, not heat.

'Maybe it's because it costs too much coal to boil hot water, so you just save it?' ’

Qiao Ergou thought about it, but he was not afraid. Whether it's cold or hot, it's just a shower. He has never been afraid of beating or scolding, where will he be afraid of cold water.

But inside the bathhouse is not only cold water, but also military men. Five strong men stood in the bathhouse, glaring at everyone with sticks.

"It's all the way down there. Clean car, you thieves will have to get a cart of pickles after you thieves sit on it. It's nothing for you to get sick yourself, leave your illness in the carriage, you thieves can't die a hundred times! …… So wash me, wash it clean, and be a new man. ”

Under the orders of the soldiers carrying sticks, a group of bald and naked beggars, in pairs, held loofah pulps between each other, and vigorously brushed the dirt that had accumulated on themselves and each other for many years.

"It's time to wash it up!"

"Don't try to save trouble!"

"Blind, you don't see such a big piece of dirt? Don't rub it off yet! ”

A few soldiers behind him walked back and forth with short sticks, and when they saw someone hastily doing something, they immediately took a stick.

Qiao Ergou was hit twice, and he almost screamed in pain. Ye San, who helped each other with his group, was also beaten, and he didn't dare to fish in troubled waters anymore, so he tried his best to wash each other. Because there was no hot water, it felt cold at first, but it soon became hot and hot. In the end, the two of them, like the others, were as red as crabs that had just come out of the pot, and they only felt that their skin was broken.

Coming out of the bathhouse, Qiao Ergou was hot and hot, but it was cold under him - there was a razor in the bathhouse, but it was shaved underneath.

Now he was covered in a slick body, as if he had been born.

Looking at the naked bodies around him, Qiao Ergou, who was also naked, wanted to laugh inexplicably. But the people who had instructed them for a day did not leave any free time, and soon passed the order, asking Qiao Ergou and the others to line up to get clothes and shoes.

The beggars never knew what discipline was, but they knew the military stick, and the dishonest ones in the ranks were also a military stick, and the ranks were as neat as if they had received the half-moon team exercises.

Naked in the spring breeze, Qiao Ergou was so cold that he shivered, and the objects below were about to retract, and the mood that he wanted to laugh twice was now gone.

Fortunately, there was only a small half of the queue, and Qiao Ergou also received a piece of clothing. He hurriedly shook off the folded clothes, but found that it was a clock. A piece of cloth is cut and sewn up again, and there are no sleeves on either side. Poor monks often wear it, but rich monks don't look down on it. It's just that there is nothing to pick and choose from as a beggar, Qiao Ergou picked up his clothes and hurriedly put them on his body. In addition to clothes, there is also a straw rope as a belt, and a pair of straw sandals to wear.

Dozens of bald heads were dressed in the same way, and at first glance, dozens of novices were gathered together.

However, novices do not need to be tattooed.

Qiao Ergou gritted his teeth and looked at the back of his right hand, which was tattooed with four words by Long Feifeng Dance, and rubbed in specially adjusted ink, making the handwriting distinct.

Qiao Ergou is illiterate, but there are literate people next to him who read - Yunnan Shubian.