The beggar who had come to report the news was still standing at the door of Ivan's room at this moment, while keeping a certain distance.

He didn't get too close, first, he knew that his status was humble and low, and he was not qualified to look at people like Ivan.

The second is to understand that if you are too close, it may affect others' perception of Ivan as a person.

Obviously, this beggar has a certain judgment of his identity, and at the same time, he does not have any wrong thoughts, and he is self-aware.

The beggar's clothes looked shabby, and it was immediately clear that he was a beggar. For so long, it hasn't changed in the slightest. The money that Ivan had used to help him had been hidden by him, and it meant too much to the beggar.

All this money is to prevent that in the future, if you have an accident, you can still have a few copper plates to buy two steamed buns to eat.

It's not that you starve to death immediately, but just to deal with unknown risks, fresh steamed buns are always much better than the garbage in the rice bucket.

There is simply no spare money to change into a new and clean set of clothes to wear, which is out of reach for a beggar.

Unless one day they can take off this identity, get out of this environment, and change their lives, they will have new clothes to wear.

After the beggar finished speaking, he already had the intention of leaving, and was just waiting for Ivan in the door to reply to him.

Wouldn't it be too rude to leave in a hurry after he finished speaking, and maybe Ivan would have something to do.

He will only leave if he is sure that Ivan has nothing else to command, which is also his minimum common sense.

And in the course of the conversation with the beggar, Ivan did not hear the specific news, and he bothered to sit up from the bed as soon as possible and get dressed. He didn't want others to stand stupidly outside and wait, creating an inexplicable sense of superiority for himself.

This feeling really makes Ivan uncomfortable, he doesn't like to let others wait, as equal as possible, in order to talk normally.

Coupled with the alms to these beggars, it was not just simple relief, Ivan also wanted to know something from them.

Whether they are accustomed to living in this border city or not, do they need help from other aspects, from the imperial city or the yamen.

This is not a simple politeness, these people are all poor people in Iraq, living at the bottom of Iraq.

Their lives should have received royal attention, and their sufferings and the help they needed should be reflected in the country.

Ivan wants to know how people of all walks of life spend their lives and live in the entire system of Iraq.

These beggars in the border land are naturally the best interviewees, and Ivan treats them from the perspective of a friend.

If you always give people a sense of superiority, how can others be willing to reveal their hearts to themselves and explain the actual situation?

Ivan has the idea that everyone is equal, so he hides his identity and doesn't want the identity of the prince to bring a sense of estrangement.

This is also why Ivan was able to smoothly get the most accurate real life of the people in the territory of Iraq and in various cities.

Of course, in such a short time of today's conversation, Ivan only wore all his clothes, and he didn't have time to tidy them up, and his shoes were put on his feet at random. He picked up the copper coin on the table and walked in the direction of the door of the room.

Ivan had a habit of carrying some change with him, and when he traveled abroad, he naturally exchanged all the gold and silver for copper coins.

Copper coins are in various cities, it is very convenient to pay various expenses, and it is also a means of good circulation, and there will not be too much relief.

Unlike using some broken silver to make accommodation, or taking money to eliminate disasters, Ivan doesn't need it, he just needs to be convenient in life.

Ivan walked in the direction of the door at a normal pace, and the beggar could naturally hear his footsteps coming from the door.

The beggar, who had already turned sideways, looked at the door as soon as he heard the footsteps, looking like he was in a hurry.

Unexpectedly, Ivan got up suddenly, then there must be something else to order, the beggar guessed in his heart.

Haven't all the assassins been cleaned up? With his own doubts, plus Ivan has always been approachable before.

He even bluntly said that if the beggars have anything to say, they can say it if they want to, don't always think that Ivan is very noble, just an ordinary person.

Before Ivan opened the door, the beggar couldn't stop guessing by himself, and couldn't help it, so he asked him directly.

"Childe, do you have any other important matters, just give it to us, if you can help, we will definitely do it."

Ivan had just walked to the door, and before he could open it, he heard the voice of a beggar, pulled the deadbolt through the door, and opened the lock.

Ivan pulled the door open from the inside, and as soon as it opened, he saw the body of a beggar, who stood very straight and upright.

Very energetic, like a soldier about to go into battle, Ivan felt a little funny, but kept it serious.

It's hard to find anything to complain about him, the two of them don't know each other very well, and their self-esteem is even more humble, and Ivan is afraid of saying the wrong thing.

"It's nothing, but I just want to thank you in person, you should have been outside the door early, thank you."

"Childe is too polite, it's not hard. My job is to let Childe know the situation accurately and in detail at the first time. ”

The beggar still kept his head down when he spoke, not just him, and not just because he was facing Ivan.

In the entire city of this border city, almost every beggar habitually bows his head when talking to people.

Some didn't even dare to look up, as if because of their own status, they should keep their heads down while talking.

And many of these beggars are very pitiful and miserable people from birth, and even the whole process of growing up.

From the perspective of a bystander, all they can have seems to be compassion is that others can't empathize.

For these beggars themselves, it is already a very difficult thing for them to survive and survive to this age with their fragile hearts. Not to mention that there are people who are willing to talk to them, who are willing to help them, who are willing to help them.

This is simply their extravagant hope, but the reality is that extravagant hope is just extravagant hope after all, and it is almost impossible to happen in life.

Many of these beggars are desperate and forced to flee their previous living environment and barely come here.

They don't want to live in the old days, and even if they don't linger, they don't want to dwell on it and end up losing everything.

They want to live where they don't have acquaintances, and they also want to keep a little decency for themselves.