The capital of the Ming Dynasty is naturally prosperous, and Feng Zhou rode into the city gate, only feeling familiar everywhere.

After all, he has served as a general in this capital, dealt with civilian officials, and spent a period of time in the imperial prison.

He's used to being a superior person here.

The thought popped up in my head, and I couldn't contain it.

So he frowned and looked around, and sure enough, on both sides of the bustling street, there were beggars in ragged clothes everywhere.

"It seems that I am so obedient to myself that I am lost in my state of mind, and I always want to enjoy the life of a rich and noble family, no wonder my realm is always stagnant. ”

Feng Zhou thought about it, looked at the beggars everywhere, and his heart moved.

The capital is prosperous, Feng Zhou is very easy to step on the clouds and black horses, and he has added a courtyard, this courtyard is good, in addition to a well in the patio, there is a flower garden in the middle, the left and right are wings, and in front of them are three green tile houses, all the living utensils are complete, saving him a lot of time to buy and buy.

When he entered the door, he was still a young man in fine clothes and fine food, but when he went out, he had already become a down-and-out child in ordinary clothes.

He walked out of the alley where the courtyard was located, turned onto the street, and saw that there were lamps and candles on both sides selling food and drink, and he couldn't help but smile slightly.

It turned out that after he entered the city, he patronized the sale of horses and bought houses, and it was dark for a while, and he forgot to eat.

Since he wanted to thoroughly experience the life of the market, Feng Zhou naturally wanted to integrate into it, so he sat down in one place and ate two bowls of noodle soup.

Wait to push away the stool, touch the belly, and nod with satisfaction.

Whether it is a fairy or a little beggar, it is only when you have a full stomach that you feel real.

Walking on the street, Feng Zhou arrived at the bottom of a stone archway, stopped, and saw a poor man with broad shoulders and a thin waist leaning on the stone pier of the archway beckoning to him.

Feng Zhou sneered at himself in his heart, knowing that he was dressed as a down-and-out young man, and was noticed by this gangster leader, so he walked over, and the poor man didn't speak, only retracted one hand into his sleeve, and signaled to Feng Zhou.

"Is this the code word of the beggars on this street?" Feng Zhou saw that his hand was just moving in his sleeve, although he didn't understand what it meant, but he generally understood, so he just looked at the poor man, not saying a word or laughing.

The poor man broke off and kicked Feng Zhou in the face.

Feng Zhou turned to one side, and the foot kicked into the air, and the poor man stumbled instead.

He was furious, rushed forward, punched and kicked, and hit Feng Zhou.

Feng Zhou's brows furrowed slightly, and he dodged gently, letting the poor man make a fuss, and he couldn't reach the slightest corner of his clothes.

After only a while, the poor man had to stop and gasp slightly.

He looked around and saw that Feng Zhou was still carrying his hands behind his back, and there was no grass on his body.

"Oops, I've got a hard stubble!"

The poor man's heart sank, he never expected that the young man in front of him would be so strong.

It turned out to be a silver-like pewter gun head, and his physical strength was so weak, he couldn't hold it after fighting for so long.

So he casually asked, "Why did you hit me?"

The man was originally frightened, but when he heard Feng Zhou's words, his heart immediately became steady: "It turned out to be a down-and-out young man who has never seen the world, and it is estimated that he has not yet figured out my details, so I have to be tough, and I will see how to deal with this kid in the future." ”

Thinking of this, he said coldly: "You kid is very good at beating, and the second master is happy today, so he spared you." I didn't just beat you, the next time I let the second master bump into you on this Fangqiao Street, the second master, together with a few masters, whipped you off a layer of skin. ”

After the man finished speaking, he shook his shoulders and walked away.

"It's fast. Feng Zhou looked at the man's back and smiled faintly in his heart.

Although this man didn't say much, Feng Zhou had already gotten enough information.

This Fangqiao Street is "covered" by this poor man, but looking at his poor appearance, calling himself "Second Master", it is estimated that he is a small gang, and he only dares to play prestige on the little beggars on this street.

In this way, the entire capital is ruled by the emperor and ministers, but the dark place is controlled by the street gangsters represented by this "second master".

Of course, this "second master" is just a small role, and the "uncle" behind him is just a prankster, and there may be more powerful pranksters behind them, layer by layer, until the most powerful one.

Or communicate with the palace, or communicate with Jinyi Weidong Factory or something.

What is it to fight with high-ranking officials of the imperial court? All of them are black and white characters.

It's better to have a good time on the street first.

When the "second master" is completely cleaned up, the time should be just right for next year's spring.

Thinking like this, he didn't clean up the "second master" who was far away, but walked freely, and unconsciously, he walked back to the place where he ate noodle soup just now.

I heard someone say, "I beg you, don't stand here! Seeing that you are full of scabies and not disgusting, who would dare to eat noodles at my place?"

Feng Zhou turned his head to look, it was the old man who sold his soup noodles just now, and there was a thin child with dysentery standing in front of the noodle stall.

Feng Zhou's heart moved, and he followed him, and saw him standing in front of a chaos stall again, with straight eyes, just looking into the bowl of the person who ate chaos.

It looks very pitiful.

He must have been very hungry.

Feng Zhou sighed in his heart, stepped forward, and gently patted him on the shoulder.

The thin boy was startled, his whole body trembled, and he turned his head to look with a pair of frightened eyes. Feng Zhou asked, "Do you want to eat Chaos?"

The boy looked at Feng Zhou and replied, "I have to wait for the rest, and the shopkeeper must be willing to pour it to me." ”

As he spoke, he lifted the bamboo tube in his hand.

Feng Zhou asked, "Then I invite you to eat a bowl, are you willing?"

The kid just thought that Feng Zhou was looking for him to be happy, and turned around and left.

Feng Zhou grabbed him, patted the copper coin in his waist and said, "I don't lie to you, I have money." ”

Since he was going to polish in the market, he naturally did not carry silver tickets and silver with him, only copper coins, about 1,000 wen, equivalent to one tael of silver.

A tael of silver is nothing in his eyes, but it is enough for an ordinary teenager to spend for a long time.

The thin boy was skeptical, Feng Zhou didn't speak, pulled him to the side and sat down, and said to the Chaos seller: "Shopkeeper, give two bowls of Chaos and four baked cakes." ”

The Chaos Seller glanced at him and said, "Get the money first." ”

Feng Zhou was stunned for a moment and asked, "Why do we have to give it first when others eat it and then pay?"

The chaos seller said, "This is the rule, why don't you go find a place to eat and pay?"

Of course, Feng Zhou would not look for another stall, because that would only scare away the skinny child, so he came to pay.

Two steaming nights of chaos were served, and the skinny kid believed it was true.

He was not afraid of burning his mouth, so he lowered his head and ate a lot, until a bowl was approaching, he turned his head and asked Feng Zhou: "Why don't you eat?"

Feng Zhou said with a smile: "I have already eaten it, and you don't need to be polite, just use it." ”

The thin boy listened to Feng Zhou's special words, and he didn't know what his task was, so he didn't care to ask, lowered his head again, and continued to fill his mouth.

Xu was hungry, he was not too hot to eat chaos, and he was not afraid of choking when he swallowed the baked cakes.

Feng Zhou saw that he was eating happily, but he was a little sad in his heart.