Yesterday the sky was clear, and today the clouds are over.

The gate of the capital, along with the other day, is still searching for passing children.

Although in the early dynasty, there was already a matter of impeachment in the imperial history, but the impeachment was impeachment, and the people of the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division did not withdraw, and there were more than 20 children waiting for the Yang family to identify in front of the city gate.

There are fewer and fewer children going out of the city, and now those caught are not followed by their families, and most of them are homeless and beggars.

The wind was biting, the clouds were damp, and it was about to snow again.

The children in front of the city gates, their clothes ragged, shivered in the cold wind.

Unlike the previous days, these children did not cry, they had been wandering for a long time, and they had long known that tears were the most useless thing for them.

They have no elders to rely on, and no one will care if they cry to death.

A few children also asked with a smile: "Official, do you take care of the little one?" ”

Tube the rice?

Of course, it doesn't matter what to eat.

Before the people of the Five Cities Terracotta Division could speak, they smelled the smell of rice.

"This is what the prince asked us to send." One of the servants said.

There is the aroma of rice, and there is the aroma of meat. The snow-white rice is still steaming, and the fragrant broth is covered with oil splashes.

The children's eyes widened, and they only occasionally ate a piece or two of meat in the swill bucket in the back alley of the restaurant.

How long has it been since they've eaten white rice and broth like this? Maybe I've never eaten it before.

The stomach gurgled and saliva ran down the corners of their mouths, and the children sniffed hard, reluctant to take their eyes off.

A man dressed in silk said to them: "Don't worry, these are all yours, this is given to you by Yang Shizi to eat, everyone can eat enough." ”

Is it for us to eat?

Children, you look at me, I look at you, I can't believe my ears.

The eldest of them was thirteen or fourteen years old, and the youngest was only five or six years old, and they had the audacity to ask, "Is it really for us to eat?" ”

"Yes, it's all yours, and you'll be there until you're all full." Said the man in silk.

The children were stunned for a moment, then suddenly burst into cheer, and threw themselves at the white rice and broth, and before the servants could put the rice into their bowls with wooden spoons, they grabbed the rice with their hands and stuffed their mouths to the brim, and they were eager to stuff all the rice into their stomachs.

As these people say, when a bucket of rice is eaten, another bucket is immediately brought up, and when a pot of broth is drunk, a new pot is immediately placed in front of them.

It wasn't until someone bent down and was propped up that their stomach hurt that they stopped, and they would die, and if they ate too much, they would die, but it was better than starving.

"It's okay, there will be tomorrow, as long as you find these two people, you will have white rice to eat in the future, and you will have broth to drink."

The man in satin unfolds two portraits with two beautiful faces.

......

On the streets of the downtown area, the vendor selling rock sugar gourds rubbed his ears that hurt from the cold, and drank loudly: "Rock sugar gourd, sour and sweet rock sugar gourd!" ”

A little girl walked up to his stall and asked, "How much is one?" ”

The peddler's eyes lit up, and he lowered his voice and said, "Ten girls, are you back?" ”

The little girl, known as the Ten Girls, nodded and said in a deep voice, "I'm back." ”

......

Three hours later, it snowed in the capital, and this was the second snow of this winter, heavy snowfall.

The goose feathers and snow are blowing one after another, flying all over the sky, and there are no pedestrians on the street, but on the rouge street, there is still the sound of silk and bamboo, and the sound of warblers and swallows.

The proprietress of the Red Sleeves was called Zhao Red Sleeves, and at this time, she was standing in front of the open window, watching her reddest girl accompany a guest out of the carriage.

Zhao Hongsleeves closed the window, she turned around and said to the little girl standing behind her, "Xiong Sibao is here." ”

The little girl snorted, stood up, and walked to Zhao Hongsleeve.

Zhao Hongsleeve is tall, although she is over thirty years old, but her figure is still very good, when she was young, she was the most prestigious dancer in the capital, and later when she was older, she opened this red sleeve move.

The little girl had just reached her chest, and when she beckoned the red sleeves to talk to her, she had to bend down slightly.

"Tenth sister, why did you call Xiong Sibao? What the hell happened, why did you suddenly come back again? Zhao Hongsleeve asked puzzled.

Mei Shengxue was expressionless, and said coldly: "You can't trust me?" ”

"How so? Since we have been righteous, there is nothing to believe or not believe. Zhao Hongsleeve said.

Mei Shengxue didn't speak, she looked at the door.

Footsteps sounded outside the door, and the closed wooden door was vigorously pushed open, and a big man strode in.

"Ten sisters? Why did you come to the capital? Dahan obviously didn't expect to see Mei Shengxue here, and his face was full of surprise.

"Xiong Sibao, how long has it been since you came to me, have you forgotten about us a long time ago? If I hadn't asked Xue Niang to call you today, wouldn't you have come? Zhao Hongsleeve said mockingly.

Xiong Sibao was stunned and laughed: "How can it be, I'm busy all day long, I just can't take care of it." ”

With that, he sat down with a big grin, looked at the empty chairs next to him, and asked, "Why are there only three of us, and the others?" ”

Zhao Hongsleeve said: "Aunt Dong is dying, she may not be able to come." ”

"No, Aunt Dong is no longer good, Xiao Dong will come." Mei Shengxue interrupted her.

As soon as her words fell, there was a knock on the door outside, and Zhao Hongsleeves walked over and opened the door, and there was a young man in a green coat and a small hat standing outside the door, which was Xiao Dong, a hawker who sold rock sugar gourds during the day.

Zhao Hongsleeve pointed to a chair and said to Xiao Dong: "That's Aunt Dong's seat, you can sit down." ”

Xiong Sibao looked at Xiao Dong, then at the other chairs that were vacated, and said with a frown: "Just the four of us?" ”

Mei Shengxue said coldly: "Four is enough." ”

"Enough? Ha, it used to be ten people, then nine, eight, seven, now there are only four, alas, next time we meet, I'm afraid ......"

Without waiting for Xiong Sibao to finish speaking, Mei Shengxue said sharply: "Xiong Sibao, do you regret coming?" If you regret it, you can get out of here now! ”

Xiong Sibao was stunned for a moment, and suddenly stood up: "I don't want to come, I really don't want to fucking come, I'm doing well now, I don't want to come for a long time, since you say so, then let's make it clear today, your Mei family was kind to me back then, so many years, I should have paid it back, from now on we will break up, you go to do your big things, I will continue to be my idle gang, how about it?" Tenth sister, no, Miss Mei, I'm different from you, you are Miss Qianjin, I'm just a little person, look at it, how many of us used to die, and now we are all dead, even Da Jiao is dead, can you let me go, okay? ”