Zhang Zihong felt that he had never drunk such unpleasant water in his life, but he drank it all like nectar, perhaps because of the water, the complexion on Zhang Zihong's face gradually became better.

"Thank you...... Xie!" Zhang Zihong said solemnly, after the replenishment of these waters, his throat is no longer like a knife, although his voice is a little hoarse, but he can already distinguish the specific pronunciation.

"No thanks, no thanks, it's just a small thing!" said the old beggar with a wave of his hand.

"It's... Where is it?" Zhang Zihong looked at the surrounding environment through the gap in his helmet, surrounded by clods of soil, impermeable, and through the bonfire in front of him, Zhang Zihong probably knew that he should be in a cave.

"The footfall mountain outside the imperial capital. The old beggar sighed, and he didn't know why, "I boiled some food, do you want to eat some?"

"Imperial capital? here...... Is it the imperial capital?" Zhang Zihong was obviously a little happy, if it was in the imperial capital, then he would have the hope of returning to the Duke's Mansion and getting rid of such days.

"Well, the imperial capital!" the old beggar didn't understand why there was joy in Zhang Zihong's tone, "I boiled some food, do you want to eat some?"

"Old... Sir, you have... There is a way now... Do you want to go back to the imperial capital now?" Zhang Zihong, who drank some water, went directly to the imperial capital, as long as he can return to the Duke's Palace, not only can the steel helmet on his head be removed, but he can also have whatever he wants.

"It's curfew now, and if you want to enter the city, you have to wait until tomorrow. The old beggar shook his head, "Well, do you want to eat some?"

Picking up the things cooked on the bonfire, the old beggar brought the pot of yellow, yellow, green and green things to Zhang Zihong.

A very pungent nose made Zhang Zihong wrinkle his nose: "No... If you don't eat it, you can eat it!"

"Your body is so weak, you won't be able to stand it if you don't eat some of it!" the old beggar said with concern.

"No... It's okay, wait for tomorrow... I'm in town...... After that, I'll go and eat the good ones. Zhang Zihong shook his head and said.

"Alas!" the old beggar sighed, looked at Zhang Zihong's appearance, and was wearing a helmet on his head that could not be removed, and shook his head, thinking that the child in front of him was talking nonsense.

"Don't believe it! I'm the duke's son, I'm just in trouble, I'll invite you to a big dinner after the process tomorrow! I'll buy you new clothes, I'll buy you whatever you want!" It seemed that after talking too much, if his throat wasn't so uncomfortable, Zhang Zihong's words gradually became smoother.

"Hehe!" the old beggar shook his head with a smile: "Look at your current appearance, the duke's son has a ghost like you!"

"If you have this heart, the old man is already satisfied. ”

"What I said is true!" Zhang Zihong said loudly, just about to raise his left hand, but with a painful snort, the half-raised left hand fell down again.

"This ......" The old beggar only found out at this time that Zhang Zihong was not only wearing a steel helmet on his head, but even his hand was broken fiercely, "Who is so cruel to you!"

"Yes......" Zhang Zihong wanted to say that a teacher in Luoshui City instructed someone to do it, but think about his current situation, and the person who can break his hands and feet silently, maybe his father can't beat it, such a powerful person, what's the difference between saying it and not saying it......

Zhang Zihong shook his head, "It's useless to tell you." ”

The old beggar checked Zhang Zihong's body, only to find that not only his hand, but also his right leg was also bruised, that is, the child's right leg was also broken by others.

"Does it hurt?" the old beggar lightly touched Zhang Zihong's sore spot.

"Uh...... No... It doesn't hurt!" I don't know why, Zhang Zihong didn't want to cry out in pain, at least in front of this old beggar, he didn't want to cry out in pain, gritted his teeth and endured the pain.

"Alas, suffer, suffer!" the old beggar picked up Zhang Zihong's left hand and put it in his palm, "Sleep, sleep, if you fall asleep, it won't hurt." ”

The old beggar's old hand like withered bark pinched Zhang Zihong's bruises, Zhang Zihong snorted in pain, but with the old beggar's gentle rubbing, the pain slowly eased a lot, the hunger, coupled with the old beggar's sense of security on the side, made Zhang Zihong fall asleep unconsciously.

When the sunlight was refracted into the cave again and again, Zhang Zihong opened his eyes in a daze.

I saw that the old beggar had disappeared, and the bonfire next to him was still a little warm.

"Old... "Zhang Zihong was a little scared, and couldn't help shouting, and the old beggar who heard the movement walked in from outside, holding a cane in his hand, which looked to be freshly sharpened, and the old beggar's hands were blistered.

"You said you were going to the imperial capital, but I couldn't carry you, so I could only make you a crutch. The old beggar hid his blistering hand behind him.

"Thank you...... Thank you!" Looking at the crutches in the old beggar's hand, Zhang Zihong felt very uncomfortable, and he didn't know how to say it, as if he had knocked over the spice bottle, and all kinds of tastes were in it.

"I've picked some breadfruit outside, would you like to eat it?" asked the old beggar with a smile.

"Hmm!" I don't know why, Zhang Zihong actually nodded his head, he never eats breadfruit, but this time, maybe you can try it.

Zhang Zihong never thought that a stranger would be so good to him, he took all his bad temper into it, for the old gentleman in front of him, Zhang Zihong wanted to repay him, he decided, as long as he returned to the Duke's Palace, he would entertain the old gentleman in front of him with all the best things.

Maybe it's hungry, maybe it's warm, Zhang Zihong didn't feel how unpalatable this simplest breadfruit was, but it was very delicious.

After eating, the old beggar took the limping Zhang Zihong out of the cave.

When Zhang Zihong was about to walk in from the main entrance, the old beggar grabbed Zhang Zihong: "What do you want to do?"

"The door is here, of course it's in!" Zhang Zihong said puzzled.

"Civilians and beggars are not allowed to go through the main gate, but only through the side gate on the very edge!" the old beggar sighed.

"Why?" Zhang Zihong didn't understand.

"You don't understand, if you want to enter the city, you can just follow me!" said the old beggar with a shake of his head.

"Oh!" Zhang Zihong nodded, as long as he can enter the city, he can do anything!

Under the leadership of the old beggar, Zhang Zihong finally walked to the side gate on the very edge, which was only one person high, and all the beggars and civilians had to line up to enter and exit.