Chapter 12: Childe, Reward Money
At the beginning of the day, the streets are bustling with pedestrians.
Qiushui Pavilion - one or two flower buildings in Jinjia City.
Ying Zhichu looked at the gold lacquer characters and the shining plaque, and his eyes narrowed slightly.
She was hidden in the crowd in men's clothes, especially at the door of the flower building, which was very eye-catching. When he lost the bead hairpin on his bun and changed into this dark purple brocade robe, although it was slightly out of place, he still looked dignified and handsome, noble and self-controlled.
She didn't know what was noticed, so she only knocked on the folding fan in her hand, which was the only belongings left on her body in exchange for twenty yuan.
"Hua Bao, don't run fast, be careful of falling!"
"Mother, look, the windmill is flying!"
"I see, I see."
"Mother, mother, come and chase me!"
In the midst of the play, the children ran onto the main road, about four or five years old, dressed in freshly cut clothes, and their smiling red faces lined with dancing windmills, adding joy to the night.
He looked at the folding fan in Ying Zhichu's hand, sighed lightly, and ran over panting, but his right foot stepped on the gravel, and his fleshy little body smashed forward awkwardly.
The mother who followed behind couldn't help but shout: "Huabao, be careful!" β
Ying Zhichu looked back with the voice, surprise crossed his eyes, and his body dodged coldly, watching the little guy fall neatly in front of her.
The child threw himself on the ground, and the windmill fell to the side, and the corners of his mouth were covered with dust, and he howled in pain.
"Woooooooooooo
The child's mother rushed over in a hurry, picked up the child and examined it carefully, until she stopped crying, and then went to pick up the windmill on the ground.
The child pouted and looked at the folding fan in Ying Zhichu's hand, with tears hanging from the corners of his eyes, full of grievances.
The woman glanced at Ying Zhichu with a little anger, as if she was complaining about her standing by just now, but seeing that she looked like a man, she didn't want to come forward to accuse.
Only when he passed her with the child in his arms, he shouted angrily: "Today's scholars really don't know shame, they only know how to linger in the Fengyue place, hum! β
Ying Zhichu turned his face to the side and kept silent.
In the blink of an eye, she clenched her folding fan and walked towards Qiushui Pavilion, but was stopped by a dozen dog sticks.
Xiao Yuhua raised her dirty face and said pitifully: "Childe, give me some money." β
Xiao's name is Yusheng, about sixteen years old, a body of sewing and mending, bending down to block her way, and the rice bowl in her hand blocked her eyes, so that she couldn't pretend to be out of sight.
Ying Zhichu hesitated a little and said, "I don't have any money." β
She really didn't have it, only this broken fan that filled the faΓ§ade, and she couldn't give it to him.
The smile on the corner of Yusheng's mouth flashed, and he said aggrievedly: "Childe, don't make fun of me, this place in Qiushui Pavilion only entertains officials above the sixth grade, how can Childe come to this treasure land, how can he be penniless?" β
I was afraid that she would have more to explain, so I sighed: "I haven't eaten for two days, I can buy a steamed bun to fill my stomach, and I'll be satisfied, and my son will do it." β
Ying Zhi Chuxiu frowned slightly, and said: "Another day, I came out in a hurry today, I really didn't bring broken silver, I will definitely ...... another day." β
Xiao Yuhua looked at her and patiently explained, not as indifferent as she was to the child just now, and smiled, "Okay! He was the first to get out of the way.
Ying Zhichu was surprised by his pleasure, and didn't think much about it, just about to step away, he felt faint in front of him, and then his whole body was paralyzed and fell backwards.
Xiao Yuhua hugged her steadily, "Childe, are you drunk?" β
She shook her head slightly, but she couldn't open her mouth.
How can you get drunk if you haven't drunk a drop of wine today? She tried to struggle to get up, but her hands and feet were numb, her eyelids were heavy, and she gradually passed out.
Yusheng looked at her petite earballs, and the light in her eyes was fleeting.
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On the outskirts of the city, in the old temple.
The bonfire crackled, and Yusheng patted his sawdust-stained hands and whistled outside the temple.
"Boom~Boom-"
The branches and leaves outside the temple swayed, and a beggar appeared from the shadow of the moon.
The beggar was about fourteen or fifteen years old, with a swarthy face and a thin body, with only a pair of eyes shining in the night.
If you look closely, it is the little beggar who met the porcelain eagle guard on the street today.
"Boss, you're back! Hehe~ I haven't eaten yet, look at what good things I brought back! The little beggar took out the roast chicken wrapped in oilskin paper from his bosom and handed it over excitedly.
"Where did you get it?" Yusheng glanced at him and asked.
The little beggar had a hippie smile and was silent.
Yusheng gave him a slap and said, "Didn't I tell you that you are not allowed to steal again?" Teaching you kung fu is for you to do great things, not for you to steal chickens and dogs! Dogs, dogs, dogs, their names are unproductive, and their work is unproductive! β
The dog dan rubbed the painful place and muttered in a low voice: "Boss, your name is not good~"
"Say it again!"
The dog flashed and caught a glimpse of Ying Zhichu lying on the straw bunk. He rubbed his eyes and said in disbelief, "Boss, are you still talking about me?" I'm just stealing a chicken, and you're stealing everyone back! "Well, let's take a closer look.
"Come back!" Yu Sheng scolded and said, "How did you do what you were asked to do?" β
Dogan pouted and said, "Eagle Guard made a fuss in Jiuzhiwei today, I wanted to get closer and see the excitement, that battle, what a big one!" Hmph~"
Yu Sheng glanced at the bruises on his face, and sneered: "Where did the injury on this face come from, knocking on the pillar yourself?" β
Goudan looked unhappy, "Boss, don't laugh at me!" It's not the fierce Eagle Guard, don't think he's bullish when he wears a mask, I'll make him look good next time! β
"Is there any movement in the Purple Moon Pavilion?" Yusheng asked.
Goudan pondered a little and shook his head: "No, it's an ordinary musical instrument workshop, except for the tuner, there are miscellaneous people in the workshop, I really don't see anything ordinary, I don't know why adults let us stare there." β
"There's no movement, can you see clearly?" Yusheng asked.
"Is that still fake? There are not many businesses that come to the door every day, and the hired guys are all dumb servants, and a room full of musical instruments is lifeless, but the reward is too much, and there is half a penny for one time! β
"Dumb servant?" Yu Sheng frowned.
The dog nodded and shouted, "Yes, how strange! Pointing to a group of little mutes to open the door to do business, no wonder business is not good! β
"Let the brothers keep an eye on it, since the lord has commanded, there must be a deep meaning."
Goudan nodded and said, "...... Yesterday, an empty carriage stopped at the door of the Purple Moon Pavilion, and the little brother who was driving rushed into the door in a panic, and he never came out again. β
"Empty carriage?"
"Yes, Xiaohu went around to the back of the car and said to investigate the situation, who knew that he couldn't hear any sound, he opened the curtain and took a look, only to find that there was no one inside." The dog scratched his head, and the boss forgot about the stubble without asking.
"There is something strange about this matter, so that the brothers can keep an eye on it, and they will also keep an eye on it normally at night. Also, you send this note to the adults. Yusheng handed him the note in his hand.
The dog took it and nodded, and turned to leave.
Yusheng stopped him and said, "Dog, tell your brothers, find someone to put it in advance." β
The dog scratched his head and wondered, "Huh? The Lord is not commanding, forcing ...... What eyebrows, why do you have to put them again? β
"Don't ask, just go if you tell you to go! It's not been peaceful in the city lately, so I tell my brothers to be careful. Yusheng waved his hand.
"Oh, you're the boss and listen to you." The dog stuck out his tongue, reluctantly glanced at the roast chicken, picked up the note and disappeared into the shadows.
After the dog was far away, Yusheng approached the haystack.
The flickering flames shone on his face.
Glancing at the unconscious man, he took out the small statue in his cuff and slowly opened it.
A young and beautiful woman was painted in the small portrait, and Yu Sheng stared at the portrait motionlessly, and it took a long time to put it away.
Looking at Ying Zhichu's face again, his eyebrows were slightly twisted, thoughtful.