In the early years of Zhenghe, I went bankrupt. www.biquge.info The grocery store run in Kyoto couldn't do any longer, and I sighed, bent down to pick up the black guard lying on the ground, and alas, I sighed heavily.

At this time, the Dafeng Dynasty had just ended a campaign of more than ten years, and it was not unreasonable to call the era of Zhenghe, but this was also the beginning of the collapse of my quiet life.

Emperor Dafeng immediately won the world, but he was not a complete martial artist, and also, how could a pure martial artist get the support of the world?

I am also a common people, the people of the imperial capital. It's a pity that I have another identity, otherwise there should be no big problem in this life.

After digging a pit in the backyard and burying the black guard, he stepped on the soil, and planted an apricot seedling from the corner of the yard wall, thinking that there should be a pleasing apricot tree that would grow into a pleasing apricot tree in two or three years?

I think I should have another night to pack up, but I'm not in a hurry, although the black guard under the apricot seedlings came a little abruptly, but there is nothing to worry about.

I don't know where I showed the flaws for him to see, but since it was a temporary idea, I don't think there would be a large group of people waiting for me. At the beginning of the founding of Dafeng, there was a lot of waste to be rebuilt, and it was not uncommon for one or two people to be less occasionally. Waste to be happy, yes, looking at the apricot seedlings, I smiled a little proudly, isn't this also fun?

From the backyard to the front hall, and then from the front hall back to the backyard, I found that there was nothing that had to be taken away, after all, none of this belonged to me, did it? Only the old dog lying on his stomach in the yard was mine, and the old dog was so old that I didn't even bother to look at it when I dug a pit and buried people.

It's just that I can't take the old dog away, after all, a beggar won't take a dog with him, and the beggar should have killed the dog for meat a long time ago, don't everyone think so?

That night, the people of Kyoto knew that there was a grocery store in the south of the city that had been burned, the fire was very fierce, and after the people of the Jingwei camp put out the fire, no body's body was found, and many people who were awakened in the middle of the night were pointing in single clothes but did not dare to approach, except for an old gray dog barking at the grocery store a few times, and then left in a gray manner.

I don't know where the old dog will go, what I do know is that it will definitely find me again, as it has done so many times.

The grocery store in the south of the city is gone, but there is one more beggar in Kyoto. The grocery store may be forgotten after a while, and the beggar will never be noticed.

It stands to reason that I should immediately abscond with the soft after killing the black guard, but I don't have this freedom. Freedom~ Looking at the pedestrians on the street, I leaned against the wall and squinted my eyes, trying to make a dejected and lost soul.

There was an official in the middle of the pedestrian, so it should be that Hei Wei's body was found. As Dafeng's intelligence agency, one night was enough time for them to find their colleagues, but unfortunately the apricot seedling was left in the backyard when they set the fire.

In my eyes, the official errand is not very scary, especially the catchers in these yamen.

Dafeng has only just founded the country, so where are the talents of all kinds of professions? Instead of using the official servants of the previous dynasty? What was left over from the previous dynasty was not only the official service, but also the faults. It is ridiculous that these people are actually protecting the people who have finally achieved freedom and peace.

Okay, no matter how ridiculous it is, it's not as ridiculous as I am, although disguise is my forte, but this smell is really unbearable, literati sour?

Being a beggar also has the particularity of being a beggar, and those who will pay attention to food and even have a future, for example, you can lie down before the meal, and you have to move when the meal is ordered.

Standing up with a stick, I wanted to rub my waist, but unfortunately the beggar did not have the strength to rub his waist, so I had to stagger down the street with my feet.

I trembled and came to a restaurant, but I wouldn't go up and ask for food. Beggars won't be so stupid, except for raw melons and eggs who have just entered the industry, who would be stupid enough to beg for bad luck in front of the restaurant at the end of the meal?

There is no stone lion in front of the restaurant, but there is a cousin, and the cousin is still a thug when necessary, and he will be so slight. Where do ordinary beggars dare to come forward and provoke?

No beggars dared to go in front of the restaurant, so the beggars were all opposite the restaurant, nesting a nest of beggars against the wall, and begging the diners to keep warm with their rice bowls.

A well-fed person is always kind? Maybe it seems to beggars? After all, a hungry person is prone to anger. Sitting down next to a nest of beggars, I picked up the eating fellow in the same way, even more skillful than most beggars, and the cry was even more desolate and mournful.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for me to have a few more copper coins in my broken bowl, which can ensure that I will not starve to death in the next two or three days, thanks to the fact that the Dafeng Dynasty has just been established, and the value of the currency used is still guaranteed.

Although there is not much money in the grocery store, there are some of them, and the reason why I didn't bring them was because if I moved, I was killing and escaping, and I didn't move, so I have to think about whether I was kidnapped and left, right? I think at this time, Hei Wei must have focused his investigation on the outsiders and the people who entered and exited the city gate.

Slightly proud, I carefully put the copper plate in the broken bowl into my arms, leaving only one outside. This is also the wisdom of beggars, money can make money.

It is said that the most successful beggar in the imperial capital is Ma San, in just half a year, there are two large tile houses and ten acres of land outside the city, at this moment Ma San is sitting next to me, a pair of loose triangular eyes with three points of appreciation and three points of greed looked at me, and then smiled at me.

I ignored him, but I knew it was time for me to leave this position, Ma San had several brothers under him. Glancing at it, there was more appreciation in the triangular eyes, and it must have moved the mind of pulling me into the gang, alas, people are worried about everywhere they go, alas, the people I am worried about have not appeared.

Of course, it's not aimlessly pretending to be a beggar, what I'm best at is disguise modification, if it was just to avoid killing, I should have left the imperial capital by this time. At that time, the sky will be big, and it will be almost impossible for the government to find the murderer.

I faintly noticed Ma San and the others following behind, and I sighed in my heart, this is really not as good as a beggar, at least people are still free.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for me to be blocked by Ma San and his party in a small alley.

As a new beggar, how dare you speak out loud in the face of several peers who look quite strong, let alone agree to join the gang.

Most of the beggars have no hope, live in chaos, and can't even fill their stomachs, where can they have too much thought? The price of pretending to be stupid is a fat beating, and the bowl and bosom are all emptied.

Lying on the ground and feeling the pain in my body, I grinned, wanting to cry but not a little tear, isn't this the kind of beggar who is tortured but still struggling to survive?

Wine glass, you won't fucking do it if you don't show up again!

I greeted the relatives of the wine glass in my heart, and I finally stood firm against the wall, in fact, I knew that the wine glass was probably in trouble.

The wine glass is my connector and the one who sends me the work. When I used to run a grocery store at the same restaurant, I would stop by every now and then for a few drinks, and then continue to hibernate with new instructions. And I don't know where the glass will send the information I provide.

Single-wire connectors kill people!

However, since the wine glass didn't appear, it was time for me to look for a new organization.

By the way, who am I?

I'm clothes, yes, that's what everyone wears.

There has long been a saying in the world that brothers are like siblings, and women are like clothes. Isn't a garment just a garment?

How can I be a woman?!