She shouted. Next to him was a weak voice, and Twilight turned his head to see that it was an emaciated little boy kneeling at his feet, about thirteen or fourteen years old, emaciated by malnutrition, with only skin and bones, chapped lips, bloodshot eyes, and trembling hands holding a broken bowl, not fear, but frail and sickly, and probably starving to death if he didn't eat again.

Twilight Sheng looked at this lively street, maybe the environment is different, at the beginning she relied on the place to survive if she wanted to snatch it would die, so she was sensible to rob, rob, rob, and finally survived in a bloody and cruel environment, but this lively capital, the most lacking is the rich and noble, as soon as you stretch out your hand, maybe someone can pity you and give you some silver, so people lose the motivation to move forward.

The little boy felt that she had not paid, so he drooped his head sadly, turned his head and slowly walked to the side of a tree and squatted, but just as he was squatting, two slightly older beggars came, compared to the thin figure of the little beggar, these two people can be said to be chubby, at first glance they are full of oil and water, that kind of arrogant footsteps, if you change your outfit, I am afraid that you will feel that you are a rich young master!

The two came to the little beggar, raised their feet and kicked the little beggar to the ground, and then a man went directly to the little beggar and rummaged over the little beggar, turning the little beggar's rags over and finding a copper plate, and the man kicked it again: "Phew! Useless things, you don't need a word for most of the day, you deserve to starve!"

The two of them went up and kicked one after another, and then walked away: "Let's go! Eat the chaos!"

Twilight Sheng is neither a good person nor a man, let alone expect her to give a little sympathy, she only watched this scene, and had no intention of starting, but just as she was watching the drama and was about to turn back, she saw this young child curled up slowly raised his head, and the hands holding his legs had not yet let go, but there was indeed strong hatred and stubbornness in those bloodstained eyes, but he still quickly hid this stubbornness, and returned to the powerlessness of his eyes just now.

Twilight raised an eyebrow and said, "It's fun!"

She looked up and said to him, "Who are you?"

"I'm you!"

"Oh! My name is Ah Niu."

"Can you tell us, then? We all want to know your secrets. Then he walked forward, took him by the hand, and said, "Follow me."

The little beggar was visibly frightened by Twilight's move, and quickly struggled, "Miss... No... I'm dirty!"

"Miss...... Your hands are so black!"

The little beggar couldn't help but ask again. "This is my hand?"

"Yes."

"And what's your name? Looking at the hands that were black and could not see the flesh being held in the hands of the white and perfect hands, I felt inferior and wanted to cry, how could these hands be held by these hands? qδ

Twilight paused after hearing this, looked back at the little beggar in a panic, and suddenly smiled, "Do you know why those reckless men in the ancient story were destined to ascend to the court and become generals?"

Perhaps because Twilight's voice was clean and soft, and there was no dislike for it, the little beggar didn't fight hard, but looked at Twilight timidly and shook his head at a loss!

Twilight raised her hands and placed them between his eyebrows, "Every man who grows up must have a man who can help him guide him. Every man on the verge of despair only needs a hand that pulls him up. It's a pity that after that, whether it is an eagle fighting or doing nothing depends on the heart. Twilight did it and only pulled you up. The road ahead is up to you!"

"As to why I'm pulling you..."

Twilight pauses, a little nostalgic, "Just because someone has reached out to me like that!"

When one day, when the boy grew up to be a person standing on the top of the Forbidden City, overlooking all living beings, he suddenly thought of today, thought of every word she said, it was very clear, and he also thought of the person holding his hands, which was so warm and beautiful!

Twilight Sheng took the little beggar, who seemed to understand whether he understood or not, to a nearby place with facial paralysis: "Boss! Let's have a bowl of clear noodle soup!"

"Okay!"

"Yes! My clear soup noodles are delicious."

"Yes

Is that so? I'd like you to try it!"

"It's okay, I'll do it for you."

The owner kindly took us to the restaurant. The simple master readily agreed, and he quickly brought a bowl of clear soup noodles, which were only sprinkled with a few green onions and oil beads, but the amount of noodles was very large: "Brother Xian! You clear soup noodles!"

The bowl of noodles rests in the middle of the table, and Twilight raises her hand to push the noodles over and looks at him, "It's time to eat!"

The little beggar looked at the bowl of clear soup noodles in front of him that he had only been able to ask for for a while, and finally picked up his chopsticks under the gaze of Twilight, and slowly put a bowl of noodles into his mouth with a little embarrassment, how fragrant!

He couldn't resist the noodles, every bite was like eating all the delicacies in the world, not only did he eat all the noodles, but even the soup was not a drop left, and when he put down the bowl, the bowl was clean and clean as if it had been washed off.

Feeling that Twilight had to stare at it, she lowered her head a little embarrassed, and felt uneasy in her heart, didn't she do something embarrassing independently?

Twilight didn't say anything more, and dropped a piece of silver, "Go!"

The little beggar turned his head and looked at the broken silver and felt very wasteful, but after all, he didn't speak, because it didn't belong to him, and he was not qualified to point it out to others!

Twilight Sheng took the little beggar to Yanluo's mansion and threw the little beggar to the mansion to take care of the matter: "Take good care of the little beggar, take care of it, and work here as a handyman for the time being!"

"Okay!"

The sound of Yanluo echoed through the hall. "Do you have a mission? I'm going to get to work soon!"

After Yanluo shouted this sentence to the clerks, he turned and walked outside the door. "What's wrong? Yan Luo's subordinates can say a few words, it is really elusive, but they are very efficient and can complete instructions absolutely accurately; It turned out that Twilight Sheng was not their master, and did not have the conditions to give orders, but Yanluo spoke directly, Twilight Sheng is the hostess, no matter what status she had before, she will be their wife from now on, and her words represent the meaning of Yanluo, so they will not snub them, and besides, Twilight Sheng is really not the capital to be snubbed by them anymore.

Twilight Sheng went straight to Yanluo's study, looked at the palace map in the pile of materials, and then walked out of the house with it, which made her a bit of a road idiot, and she had to take precautions.

The palace gate is three, the forbidden army is strict, unless you fly the eaves and walk the wall like Yanluo, you must not walk in quietly, although the Dusk Sheng's martial arts are good, but it will not be light, and it cannot be guaranteed not to be recognized, but fortunately, there is a palace entry token in the eighteenth prince's mansion, so he pretended to send things in.

Twilight Sheng patted her heart, fortunately she didn't choose men's clothes, or she would be touched by the soldiers, and she would be exposed when she touched it, isn't it a big loss?

The dense guards on both sides, it seemed that the old emperor was really impossible, and Dusk Sheng walked by, so he hid himself inside while no one was paying attention, and now that he had entered, everything was easy!

Picking up the veil and surrounding his face, Twilight looked at the map and walked towards the destination, the closer he got to the forbidden army, the more cautious Twilight Sheng was, and finally when he arrived at the Jing'an Hall where the old emperor lived, Twilight Sheng was immediately shocked by the scene in front of him, there was a row of people kneeling in front of this hall, counting from top to bottom, at least more than 300 people, all dressed in palace clothes, or simple or flowery, or wiped tears again, or even pretended to be a concubine, the six concubines knelt lazily, if there is no identity to put it, then I am afraid that I have already left, then I am afraid that it is impossible to provoke.

Twilight Sheng was very speechless, the one who could kneel in front of the old emperor's bedroom should be a high-grade concubine, Twilight Sheng looked at this circle and a little fat and thin, old and young, and instantly had nothing to say, although there are 3,000 people in the harem, but it can be regarded as a palace maid to come together, but there are only dozens of people who can really get the title, or where are there so many palaces in the palace for them to live? So she didn't know if she should do it. She didn't understand, why did she do that? Is it because the old emperor likes himself? She did it because of love. How many such men are there? But there are as many as 300 people in this old emperor, and it is no wonder that those princes rushed out to build mansions one after another, the reason is that this palace cannot be inhabited, why do you feel so speechless when you think of it!

Twilight Sheng wasn't in a hurry to get in, she just found a place to lurk, as long as she waited until the flames fell, even if the old emperor was about to burp and fart, they couldn't help but come out to eat, and

Is there really a bunch of people shooting at the old emperor's residence?

As Du Sheng expected, the prince would come out in only two hours, and only that number 。。。。。 That's what I'm going to talk about today, when there are so many people queuing up in the Forbidden City. I'm talking about the emperors and ministers in the Forbidden City. Who are they? How many people are there? He is nearly 50 years old, and he looks like he is only 3 years old when he is young, and he has to be pulled by eunuchs, but there are more than 30 people in this vast country, I don't know if I think it is a hundred officials!

Twilight Sheng silently praised the old emperor, everyone else has a football team, and he gave birth to a person with hundreds of officials, it's really awesome that he won't die before and after!

Just as Twilight Sheng was sighing here, suddenly someone hugged her behind her, and she knew who it was at the first moment, Twilight Sheng didn't struggle, only heard Yan Luo ask with a smile in her ear, "You actually entered the palace, but Si Ben Hall wants to enter the palace?"

The place was very narrow, and Twilight Sheng didn't look back, but leaned lightly on top of her, and looked at the princes coming one after another in front of her, "Tsk! It's spectacular!"

Yan Luo sneered, "It's really spectacular. This is a rarity in history!"

"It is estimated that it is not easy for anyone behind it to surpass!"

Yan Luo's hand around her waist made a mess, and then said, "Do you want to guess how many of these princes are their true seeds?"

Twilight's eyelids twitched, and she held his restless hands, "No matter how many people there are, he's definitely the one who wears the most cuckolds in this world. Definitely can't beat him! How many people do you say the old emperor knows?"

Yanluo unwillingly raised his hands and continued to eat tofu: "I guess I don't know much. In the past two days, he also came to his senses and called several princes to come and talk. But some shouted three or four times, and some didn't shout once. Something seems to have been discovered. The main hall is a little looking forward to it. How can this old emperor be tossed after he dies?"