Ziwei sat in the largest restaurant in the capital, leaning against the window frame, she was too lazy to look at the ridiculous faces of some wealthy and aristocratic sons,

Look at the high and low houses outside lined up in an orderly manner, and the wide streets are full of people. (Biqu Pavilion) visitors are like weaving, the carriages and horses of the wealthy nobles show off through the street, and the capital is very lively.

In the restaurant, there are rich children who squander their money, wanderers who smile with real money and silver in the green building, and there are poor families who are struggling, groveling, and selling their children and daughters in the alleys on the corner of the street. Looking at those poor refugees who were unclothed and had yellow and hungry faces, she truly realized the sadness of the sentence "Zhumen wine and meat stink, and there are frozen bones on the road".

Her heart was sour, and she almost wanted to cry.

The little bird, which did not know sorrow and suffering, leaned on the branch of the green willow, chirping. Ziwei was upset like a noise, raised her hand, threw out a chopstick on the table, and the bird that was screaming happily flew away: "Stay away from the noisy world, it will be safer." Fly, go to the forest, go where you belong. ”

Sensing the approaching danger, the bird flapped its wings and flew high into the turquoise sky. Behind it left a flower-like life, a flower-like youth.

Can this little bird escape the fate of being a mermaid?

Ziwei couldn't help but think again, in the gloomy dense forest, the living people died in the blink of an eye, I hope there is no one walking!

It is estimated that tonight's night in the dense forest will be cold and terrifying, and the lonely geese will cry sadly.

Tonight's dewdrops, white and cold,

Tonight's moonlight is miserable and gloomy.

Was all this a man-made killing, or a conspiracy? I don't know, even if I report to the official and ask the government to investigate the case, Ziwei also knows that these outlaws have already destroyed the evidence, and there is no evidence to check it, and the government has become a headless case that cannot be solved, and they are still startled.

In this troubled world, it is really common to kill someone and kill someone, and no one will be held accountable.

Ay!

The rivers and lakes of grievances!

People learn to protect themselves!

Let a sleeping dog lie!

Ay!

Ziwei let out a long sigh.

"A bowl of porridge, a plate of sour radish, come on." Xiao Er didn't care how bad Ziwei was at this time, and raised her voice to scream.

"Coaxing", I don't know which son couldn't help but sneer: "I don't have any money, I should go to the small wine shop opposite, and run here to spoil the scenery." What is the shame of being ugly? ”

Xiao Er didn't look at Ziwei in his eyes, but squinted his eyes and slammed the porridge and sour radish on the table, and asked again in a long voice: "Guest officer, what else do you need?" Tell the little one to go and prepare immediately? ”

Xiao'er pretended to stand next to him, bowed down to inquire, Ziwei didn't bother to take care of him, buried her head, and pulled the porridge into her mouth. The porridge was drunk with a loud bang.

"Little Er, a pot of good wine"

"Laiya"

A son at the other table called Xiaoer to take a pot of wine, which could be regarded as relieving Ziwei, Ziwei glanced at the back of the rag, and snorted coldly: "Dog fights people"

Even the little two here will observe their faces and know how to cling to the powerful, but it is conceivable that the world is getting worse and worse.

Tiger fell on the plain and was bullied by dogs. No money is looked down upon, not to mention that the official has no money and no backstage support, there will inevitably be no one to take care of this matter, and when the murderer is not caught, it will cause an unjustified disaster and harm the innocent, which is inappropriate. I thought about it for a long time and didn't come up with a good countermeasure.

Over here.

People climb to the powerful!

The rivers and lakes of grievances advocate force!

Otherwise, where is truth and justice?

Ziwei sighed again, and suddenly, a little boy's wail came from outside, and a man roared: "Kill you, kill you thief, no wonder the buns in my store are often missing recently, it turned out that they were stolen by you, a thief, if I don't teach you today, I won't be the second king." ”

"Uncle, please, okay, don't fight!, it hurts! Help me. Wang Lao Er held a stick and hit the child's body fiercely, the child was beaten all over the ground and rolled, and the people all over the street just gathered around to watch, but none of them reached out to help, but someone was watching and talking.

"Recently, a lot of victims have poured in from nowhere, and these victims have crowded into the capital, and the government doesn't care, they are wandering around. Increased the chaos of law and order in the capital. ”

"I heard Wang Lao Er say that the buns he made recently are often missing, and they were stolen by children. No wonder Wang Lao Er is angry. ”

"Brother, don't say that? People are not helpless, otherwise how would they steal buns to satisfy their stomachs. Poor, hey. ”

………

Ziwei saw this situation, a nameless fire came out, she threw the bowl, turned around and rushed down, pulled away the people gathered to watch the excitement, rushed over, and took advantage of Wang Laoer's inattention, snatched the stick in Wang Lao's second-hand: "Stop, you are so ruthless, he is still a child, beat him to death, kill people, how is it good?" ”

When the second king was snatched of the stick, there was nowhere to put his face in annoyance, he opened a pair of burning eyes, changed his sleeves, rushed to Ziwei, waved his fists, and roared: "Where did you come from, wild boy, meddle in your business, look for a fight." ”

Ziwei raised her stick, separated his outstretched arm, dodged his blow, jumped a few steps back, and hurriedly stopped before he could launch a second attack: "Good man, there is something to say." ”

Wang Lao Er He had heard others call him a "good man", a good man, immediately made Wang Lao Er stop the attack, stopped looking at Ziwei, and found that the nosy master was a very elegant and handsome little scholar, born with red lips and white teeth, clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, very sweet, and a noble atmosphere surging in his body,

Wang Lao Er was stunned for a moment, he never thought that he met the rich and noble son of the unknown family who was in charge today, he was secretly frightened, and secretly glad that he didn't hit the other party, otherwise he didn't know how he died.

Wang Lao Er immediately changed his face and put down his sleeves, so as not to make the other party angry when he saw his action, remembering the moment when he punched him, he felt bad, and he cried with a sad face: "Childe, you come to evaluate the theory, for seven days, some disaster victims poured in from Liancheng, they poured over without food, and they did not leave my steamed bun shop every day, and stole my steamed buns while I was not paying attention, and my steamed bun shop was operated on a small scale and could not afford to pay for it." I've been making loss-making deals for seven days in a row, don't you say you're angry? Today I finally caught a thief, and I wanted to arrest him to see the official, but the yamen said that this is a trivial matter, no matter! The people in the yamen also said that I had nothing to do and drove me out, so in a fit of rage, I picked up a stick and beat the thief a few times. ”

The more Wang Lao Er talked, the more angry he became. When it comes to even the yamen who doesn't care about this matter, he knows that the buns he made are meat buns that have no return to beating dogs, and they have done it in vain! Steal in vain! My heart trembles with pain.

"Childe, tell me, what kind of world is this?" Wang Lao Er spread out his hands and complained helplessly.

The child crawled in front of Ziwei covered in blood, knelt on the ground and begged, "Childe help me." ”

Chapter 148: The Famine of the City:/

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