"Dog's day, the dog's eyes look down on people, and forget the days when he used to call Uncle Ben Xiaoxianggong......" Wu Shan scolded at the back of the old man, swallowed his saliva, and crossed the river by touching the bridge, and rushed towards the place where food was sold.

It wasn't until Wushan's back disappeared at the bridge, and not far away, a maid dressed in maid clothes and buying sweets with her head down did she look up in the direction where Wushan disappeared.

An hour later, in the backyard of a mansion in Hedong that was close to the yamen and full of spring gardens, a maid who was buying sweets at the bridgehead walked into a small mountain pavilion with a food basket and lotus flowers.

There is a woman in the pavilion, wearing a light-colored skirt with silver filigree margins, a long skirt with purple and blue placket and waist and sleeves, and a jade face and green silk, a mature and intellectual woman with a beautiful pearl and jade and a dignified temperament.

"Miss, the sweets that Hexi Li's second family just made have been bought!" The maid unveiled the basket, and the basket was full of pastries that were either light yellow or tender green.

"Xiao Yue'er, there are a lot of people in the textile market today? Can it be hilarious? The woman did not look back, but took the needle and bowed her head to embroider.

The maid Xiao Yue'er grew up with her own young lady, so she naturally knew what the young lady wanted to hear.

"Miss, there are more people in the textile market today, several times more than before, and everyone is rushing to Hedong." Seeing that her young lady still ignored herself, the maid Xiao Yue'er peeked at the young lady who was embroidering with her head down, and continued.

"I bought sweets today, and I saw the little son of the Wu family at the bridge!"

When the maid Xiao Yue'er finished speaking, the upright woman over there had already raised her head, put away the embroidery in her hand, and looked at the maid Xiao Yue'er quietly.

"Miss, the Wu family's husband has gone!"

The dignified woman was speechless, quietly looking at her maidservant Xiao Yue'er, her expression was flat, and she couldn't see any emotion on her face.

"The little boy wanted to buy Lao Zhangtou's two herring fish at Qiaotou, but Lao Zhangtou refused, saying that he couldn't afford it." The maidservant Xiao Yue'er peeked at her young lady's face again, and after seeing that she was still indifferent, she continued.

"Miss, my little son of the Wu family, his stomach is flat, he should have not eaten for many days, and the slave and maid can hear the sound of hungry rumbling from afar." The maidservant Xiao Yue'er exaggerated what she saw, trying to get the attention of her own young lady.

The dignified woman on the other side was silent for a long time before she sighed faintly, a trace of sadness flashed in her eyes, a flash of remembrance, and two points of past reminiscence.

"Did you buy the two herrings?" The voice of the upright woman sounded, and while asking her personal maid, she picked up the embroidery that was placed on the table.

"Bought it, miss!" The maid Xiao Yue'er raised her head and put on an expression of 'Miss, you praise me', naïve and innocent.

"Send it to Wushan, just say that Aunt Qing gave it to him." After the dignified woman said this, she picked up the thin needle, lowered her head and pierced it one by one.

After the maid Xiao Yue'er stole a piece of mung bean cake, she squinted her eyes and looked at the embroidery in her young lady's hand, and vaguely saw that it was a pattern of mandarin ducks playing in the water.

The dignified woman thought for a while, raised her head and continued: "Take two ingots of silver and send them, so that Shan'er can find a livelihood and live a good life." ”

"Yes, Miss!" After getting the instructions of her own lady, the maid Xiao Yue'er was very neat, and went to the back kitchen in steps, found the two herring fish she bought, and rushed to the Wu's house in Hexi with two ingots of silver in her arms.

Before going out, looking at the heavy herring in her hand, the maid Xiao Yue'er learned the appearance of her own master, and read out a sour poem that her master often nagged.

"I don't care how many Qingzhou people are engaged in, but I pity the white-faced scholar."

The maid Xiao Yue'er didn't know who she was mocking, but the maid Xiao Yue'er felt that it could be used on Wushan father and son.

Because the husband of the Wu family and the little son of the Wu family look so useless, they can't eat enough.

It is said that Wushan crossed the Qingyang Bridge hungry and walked towards a roadside stall selling wontons, but he didn't have time to sit down, and the stall owner didn't ask Wushan if he had any money, so he directly kicked Wushan out.

"Ge Laozi, who do you look down on!" Wushan was forcibly pushed out, and scolded in a low voice, venting his dissatisfaction and resentment.

In fact, it's no wonder that the stall owner who sells wontons, the reason why Wushan has this treatment is because of the past.

Before the poor sour father in Wushan had a burp, he once took Wushan to this wonton stall to eat once, but at that time, Wushan's father had no money to pay the bill.

After eating the wontons, Wushan's father wanted to write a signboard for the wonton stall owner to pay off his debts, but after being hammered by the angry wonton stall owner, he took Wushan to be injured.

Now that the wonton stall owner sees Wushan again, he doesn't say anything, and directly picks people up.

What's more, Wushan at this time was dressed in tatters, and a discerning person knew at a glance that Wushan was penniless, and he must have come to cheat and drink.

The stall owner selling wontons glanced at Wushan's distant figure and angrily spit out a sentence of "bad luck".

Wu Shan touched the three copper coins in his sleeve and sighed helplessly, this money is a little worthless!

In Wushan's memory, this ancient penny should be able to buy a lot of food, at least one steamed bun.

However, the fact is that the current market price of a steamed bun costs five cents, and Wushan can't even afford a steamed bun.

"What a C egg! This kind of fantasy world has inflation, disgusting, disgusting! "Wushan, who continues to starve, is a little complaining.

Wushan doesn't want to think about it, this world is rampant with demons and ghosts, and the people are not happy, not to mention the rise in prices, it would be good if he was still alive.

Walking past the place where steamed buns were sold, Wushan rushed to the tent of the county government soup porridge, hoping to get a bite to eat there.

Unfortunately, it backfired, and when Wushan arrived at the place where the soup was cooking, the people from the county government there had already been empty, and some were just beggars and refugees who got together in twos and threes.

Well, another day of starvation!

Wu Shan touched his belly, which had been deflated and was clinging to his back, and turned around and rushed to Hexi's residence.

However, when passing by the sign in front of the yamen, Wushan saw that someone surrounded the sign, and his curiosity was aroused, and he stepped forward to see the excitement.

"Everyone who is passing by has come to take a look, the yamen is recruiting temporary officials again!"

"Servant? And such a good thing? ”

"Hey, hey, hey...... A good thing, indeed a good thing, but a good thing to give away. ”

"Brother Tai, is it possible that there is something wrong with the recruitment of this servant?"

Before he got close to the billboard, Wushan heard someone whispering, and the key words of 'temporary officer', 'cat greasy' and 'giving away people's heads' came into his ears, which made Wushan frown involuntarily.

When he got close to the sign, Wu Shan read the sign carefully while listening intently to what others were talking about.

"If you look closely, the focus is on this temporary officer. Do you know what temporary officials were recruited for in previous years? ”

"What for?"

"What are you doing...... Hey...... Go to death! ”