The two black-clothed murderers were left at the door of the yamen.

This murder and gambling case are all over.

Because of this incident, I don't know how many people will survive this winter.

Guobei County, frost falls, Zhou's family

The birthday of Mr. Zhou is getting closer and closer, and all kinds of valuable birthday gifts sent from all over the country have also arrived at Zhou's house one after another.

Among them, the most eye-catching precious gift is called: "Old Turtle South Wangtuo Cangsong"

This is a gift from the painter Lu, a scroll of paintings made especially for this birthday feast.

I heard that in this painting, the old turtle has a god, the pine tree is bright, the clouds are rolling in the clouds, and the turtle is hidden and pine.

Once the painter Lu was drunk and took it out once.

During the banquet, the guests praised it, and even many people came to the door to ask for paintings, hoping to buy them.

The most important three flavors in the painting: lapis lazuli, red coral, and jasper, are all topped ores with high color and clear texture.

The rest, such as rock ancient purple, mica color, red ochre, blue gray, etc., ordinary danqing, are also selected by Lu painters themselves, and are blended.

This painting cost the Zhou family a lot of silver, when the old Zhou shopkeeper heard that the painting was finished, he was afraid that people would worry about it, and he had a lot of dreams at night, so he immediately arranged for someone to send it first.

The painting was locked in the Zhou family's treasury at this time.

Outside the door of the shopkeeper Zhou,

A few days after the end of the gambling game, the beggar Liu turned back into a beggar and lived an old life again, begging for food.

The gambler had just been chopped off a few days ago, and by today, he had almost ruined the six taels of silver.

Fu Ruixuan's clothes cost him two taels of silver, Tongdeju's boots cost him eight cents, and he ate all the major restaurants and restaurants in the city, and spent more than three taels, and he only had a few boards left in his pocket.

"The gambling game is gone, why don't you go back to work?" Thinking of this, the beggar Liu turned his head and looked at the big house behind him with the word Zhou Zhai hanging behind him, and thought about it.

After the Zhou family entered the autumn, they were recruiting people every day, and this recruitment would continue until the New Year.

"Would you like to come?"

The guard at the door saw the beggar wandering around in front of the door for a long time and asked.

The beggar ignored him, but put his hand in his clothes and touched the copper plate in his arms, and then looked at the bowl in his hand.

"What does a broken beggar do with him? ”

Another guard shouted.

The beggar Liu Na glanced at the two guards and left.

The first thing he did when he left the door of Zhou's house, he was dressed in clothes, and at this time he was dressed back in rags, and there were only a pair of boots left on his feet.

Putting the silver in his arms, the momentum of the beggar Liu was different again, walking on the street, touching this, and looking at that.

Behind a wall, a group of beggars saw Liu, a beggar not far away.

"Hey, that's not a beggar Liu," a beggar said, pulling against the wall and talking to the people behind him.

There were a few beggars squatting by the wall who were doing nothing, and after hearing this, they immediately got up, squeezed to the wall, and looked at the figure of Liu beggar together.

"Why did he become a beggar again, but he got six taels of silver. A beggar turned around, touched his chin with his black hand, and said with a puzzled expression.

He put his hand on the shoulder of the beggar who had just spoken, and then said, "Maybe I can't get used to a good life." ”

"Not necessarily, you didn't see him the other day.

Liu beggar bought a sugar gourd.

A beggar by the wall not far away swallowed his saliva and said, "Why is he so good, why did this shit luck fall on his head, I used to give him steamed buns, without me! He would have died long ago!"

"He's rich!" the person next to him answered.

One of the beggars thought of something and shouted, "If we rob him of his money, we won't be able to live a good life." ”

"So—" One of the beggars spoke, and he waved his hand to all the beggars present.

All the beggars shut their mouths and gathered around him, and he waved his hand forward, and the beggars came closer again.

With money, all that has to be solved is what to eat.

The beggar Liu picked a fish shop and prepared to go inside.

"Isn't this Brother Liu, how did you do this" The beggar Liu was stopped, and as soon as he turned around, he was greeted by a beggar with a smile on his face and a raised hand.

Glancing at the visitor, Liu Beggar turned around, stretched his feet out, and said, "Oh, you." ”

The beggar who had just arrived saw this attitude of the person in front of him, and resentment flashed in his eyes. With a smile on his face, he continued: "Yes, yes, thanks to Brother Liu, remember me, then let's eat together at noon? ”

There are no two dollars left in total, and it will be winter again, Brother Liu is worried about money, and he can save a meal. Brother Liu said quietly: "Who told me that I am not a person who forgets my roots, walk, meet my brothers." ”

"Oops, hey... Brother Liu was stopped again, and looked at the people around him with a blank face.

The beggar rubbed his hands and said with an embarrassed face: "Brother Liu, there is meat, but there is no wine, you see..."

"Wine is cheaper than food. Brother Liu thought for a moment.

"Lead the way!"

"Please!"

...

There is a small bridge in Guobei County, at the very edge of the city.

It is a gathering place for beggars.

At this time, holding in one hand, a few garlic, a few green onions, a handful of dogwood, and a little bit of salt begged by the smuggler of salt, in front of him was a pot, not big but deep, with white gas bubbling from the lid, Zeng beggar opened the lid of the pot, looked at the stew that was constantly tumbling and bubbling in the pot, and sprinkled the condiments in his hand.

Several beggars with bowls and waited by the pot, some squatting, some bending over, and no one looked away.

"He's not back!"

"It's coming...

It's almost ...

Zeng beggar said as he stared at the firewood burning under the pot.

The fairy meat in the pot is full of fragrance.