[The 71st year of the Great Qiankang Dynasty, March 14, Shenshi, near Pingkangfang, Chang'an City]

After bidding farewell to Mao Jiaojiao, Hu Yiyi left Cuiyun Tower, restored her original appearance, and returned home with Shu Hattian and Zhu Wuneng.

On the way, Hu Yiyi and Shu Hattian talked about Lu Huoli who they met by chance today, and they were both overwhelmed with emotion in their hearts.

Shu Hattian sighed: "My old sister, I can't imagine that the second brother hasn't seen him for many years, and his martial arts are so proficient! You're right, we have eleven brothers and sisters, and I'm afraid we can't match him alone!"

Hu Yiyi thought back to what he had seen in Deyue Tower. At that time, Lu Huoli got up and left alone, perhaps because he felt uncomfortable, and when he left, he just flashed with a sword light, and he had already cut off a corner of a handrail of the wooden ladder of the restaurant. What's even more bizarre is that after he walks, he will leave a faint layer of frost under his feet. From this, it can be seen that the frost sword qi cultivated by her second brother has actually been cultivated to the peak of the realm, and it can almost be sent out at will. With just a movement in his heart, the frost sword qi in his body could erupt from between his fingers, reversing yin and yang, condensing ice and turning snow. If Lu Huoli was not in the restaurant, but before the battle formation, he really urged the frost sword qi in his body to resist the enemy with all his might, how would the opponent respond?

Thinking of this, Hu Yiyi couldn't help but sigh: "I didn't expect that I hadn't seen it for twenty years, and the second brother's frost sword qi had been cultivated to such a terrifying state! It seems that the second brother is right, although each of the twelve of us has a skill, but when it comes to real kung fu, it is the second brother's 'killing skill' that is the most powerful!"

Shu Haotian shook his head and said disapprerovingly: "Old sister, you can't say that! Although the second brother's 'killing technique' is powerful, it can't be eaten as a meal, right? If there is no 'empty technique' of my old Shu today, where will he get the money to taste the best wine in this Qianguo?!"

Hu Yiyi glanced at Shu Hattian, and his heart was just like you! Others are "rich and called uncles", as long as you have money, you can be as bold as a cow, but today you just glanced at the ninth sister, and you were scared! If I hadn't been here today, you Xiao Shu would have already climbed onto the beam of the house and flown away! If your courage is so small, even if you Xiao Shu steals a mountain of gold, what is the use?......

As Hu Yiyi thought, among the twelve of their brothers and sisters, Shu Hattian's cultivation was the shallower, and he had only been practicing the Tao for eight hundred years. Although the martial arts of Shu Hate Tian are miscellaneous, they are not refined, although they read extensively, they know only half of it, and in the end, what he is really proud of is the innate "magic of empty hands". As long as it is something that he wants to steal, there is nothing in this world that he can't steal.

However, Shu hated to steal all the money in the world, but he was not used to the days of wealth and luxury. It stands to reason that according to Shu Hattian's ability, even if he wants to live a life like the emperor, it will be easy. However, he likes to wander around the rivers and lakes, and especially likes to hide in the remote corners. Sometimes he would even disguise himself as a beggar and beg for food from passers-by. If a kind-hearted person gives him generously, he will immediately return to him a few silver tickets of a thousand taels. If there are those rich businessmen who are not benevolent, and they are unwilling to give him even a copper plate when they see him, he will often follow those rich people, sneak into the other party's house late at night, and steal all the silver taels of his house!

With this "magic technique", gold and silver money are really like dung for Shu Hatian. He often sneaked into the houses of large families late at night, stole tens of thousands of taels of silver tickets, and then exchanged them for loose silver and distributed them to those homeless beggars. It's not that he feels sorry for those homeless beggars, it's just that those silver tickets are completely like waste paper for Shu Hatian. He didn't need it in the first place, so why should he be like those rich people, guarding a pile of gold mountains and refusing to let go until he died?

Therefore, during the Mid-Autumn Festival last year, Shu hated thousands of miles to Hangzhou Mansion to rescue Hu Yiyi. At that time, he dressed himself as an elderly beggar and mixed in the "Juying Building" in Wucheng County, Yunzhou Prefecture. After seeing Xu Ke and Zhu Wuneng coming, he sneaked under Xu Ke's table and pulled Xu Ke's trouser leg...... At that time, he did this, half of it because he wanted to test Xu Ke's character, and the other half was also due to his habit.

However, today Shu Haotian lives in the Xu Mansion with Hu Yiyi, and his "skillful empty-handed technique" can really help him a lot. Chang'an City is known as the largest city in Shenzhou, with the largest population, the largest number of merchants, the most prosperous city in the city, and the most expensive place to turn gold into silver. If you are not a rich person, it is really difficult to live in such a prosperous and beautiful city. What's more, since Zhu Wuneng was brought by Xu Ke, Xu Ke entrusted his second brother to Shu Hattian to take care of him because he was busy with official business. This Zhu Wucan't do anything else, but he is the best at eating. As long as he has free time every day, Zhu Wucan't leave his mouth and his hands. If it weren't for Shu Hattian's "Skillful Empty Hands", I am afraid that with Xu Ke's mere amount of silver, even if the emperor took special care of him and distributed it all, he would have been bankrupt by Zhu Wuineng!

Similarly, with Lu Huo's respect for Xiao Guo's national teacher, he can only sit in the lobby on the first floor in Deyue Building, and every time he eats, he only orders three or five plates of dishes, and he only needs a pot of five-year-old "Fenyang drunk". Just because he came lightly, he didn't have much silver on his body, and in terms of the price of wine in Deyuelou, the only thing he could afford to drink was the five-year-old Fenyang. After he came to Chang'an, he lingered everywhere, lamenting the prosperity of the capital, and also liked to eat in this Yuelou, but every time he arrived at the store, he had to be careful when ordering. Today's luncheon in the "Little Autumn Pavilion", if it weren't for the silver taels obtained by Shu Haotian with his "skillful and empty-handed", how could he drink wine and feast like this?

Yes, although Lu Huoli was disdainful in his heart, he had to admit at the time that between heaven and earth, things have their own masters, the ruler is short, the inch is long, whether it is the "killing technique" or the "empty technique", they all have their own uses, but they are just divided into occasions. When it was time to live, the twelfth brother's "skillful and empty-handed" was much more practical than his "killing skill".

In fact, there were twelve siblings, and each of them had an innate skill. Mao Jiaojiao, the ninth-ranked "Harmony Fairy", although she practiced "Harmony Dafa", her innate skill was "Stealth Skill". Not only is she superb, jumping on the treetop city wall like walking on the ground, and her hidden means are even more first-class, it is the "Beijing Trial Team" headed by Li Yi in Chang'an City, and she has been busy for more than half a month, but she has not even found a single cat hair from Mao Jiaojiao.

And Hu Yiyi, the eldest "Bibo Fairy", although she is practicing medical skills, her innate skill is "illusion skills". As long as he is not a person with advanced Taoism, Hu Yiyi can conjure various shapes in front of them with just a few spells. Half an hour ago, Hu Yiyi took Mao Jiaojiao into the Cuiyun Building, and the old bustard regarded Hu Yiyi as an old man who had fled.

At this moment, Hu Yiyi took out the five silver tickets of one hundred taels from his arms, handed them to Shu Hattian, and quipped:

"Xiao Shu, this is your ninth sister's 'selling money', you have to hide it!"

Shu Haotian solemnly took the five silver tickets and put them in his arms, as if what he was hiding in his arms at the moment was exactly 500,000 taels of silver tickets, he patted his chest and sighed:

"It's not easy! I've known Lao Jiu or 800 years ago! I didn't get any benefits from her until today, and besides, it's five hundred taels!"

After that, Shu Hattian actually took out the five hundred taels of silver tickets handed to him by Hu Yiyi again, carefully looked at them for a while, and then put them back in his arms, only to see him say sadly:

"Poor Lao Jiu, I only sold a total of five hundred taels of silver, cough! These five silver tickets, I have to hide them well no matter what!"

The look on Shu Haotian's face at this time was as if the five silver tickets represented all of Mao Jiaojiao's life.

He almost forgot that just now they were a group of five people, and just one expense in the private room of Deyue Lou was already two thousand taels of silver.

At this time, he looked at Zhu Wuneng again, and saw that the rammer smashed a big mouth from time to time, a pair of fat ears kept shaking, and a fat body slowly walked behind them, and the cost of two thousand taels of silver finally made Zhu Wuneng full of food and drink, and had nothing to say.

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The three of them talked and laughed, and walked all the way to the west, and within a walk, they had arrived at the entrance of Chang'an West City. Although the West Market of Chang'an is not as lively as the East Market, there are all the shops inside, and what is even more rare is that compared to the East Market for the public, the goods sold in the West Market are more "rare treasures" that ordinary people rarely see. Although, most of those "rare treasures" are also disguised by traders.

At this moment, it is the time of the application card, and it is close to the next value, although the pedestrians in the west market are continuous, it has gradually become scarce. Hu Yiyi is rarely able to go out, and she is in a very good mood at the moment, so she walks east and west, only to feel that this capital is indeed lively and fun, and the goods in many shops have lived in vain for more than 1,260 years, and she has never seen it.

However, Hu Yiyi looked at it, and the silver in her hand was not worried, but she did not have the slightest desire to buy it. She saw that there were pedestrians returning home from time to time on the street, and when she looked up, she saw that the sun was turning west, and she said that she would arrive home in half an hour, and that I would have to go back early to prepare dinner.

So, Hu Yiyi quickened her pace, and took Shu Hattian and Zhu Wuneng to stride in the direction of her own Liquanfang, and when she was about to leave the West Market, she suddenly saw a beggar lying on her back on the street.

Although there are many beggars in Chang'an City, the Jingzhao Mansion has a clear order that beggars are not allowed to move around in the east and west cities and prosperous streets. At this moment, what a prosperous intersection is at the intersection of the streets of this West Market, there is an endless stream of business travelers, and the sound of vendors selling is also full of ears, and there is such a beggar lying on his back on the street, and he is still asleep, how can this scene not make Hu Yiyi amazed?

"Xiao Shu, look, how can there be a beggar here?" Hu Yiyi pointed to the man lying on the ground and asked Shu Haotian.

Shu hattian didn't pay attention to it, he only cared about joking with Zhu Wucan, touched his belly for a while, and asked him if he was full; and patted his thick legs for a while, urging him to walk faster, and when he saw Hu Yiyi asking, he followed the reputation, only to see an unkempt and sloppy beggar lying on the ground, and then said:

"Old sister, how many people starved to death in the whole year of drought in Qianguo last year? Those who did not starve to death can only run to Chang'an to beg for food, and there is a beggar lying here, what is so strange?"

"Ahem......" Hu Yiyi sighed and said:

"I look at him and it's pitiful, this dress hasn't been washed for an unknown amount of time, and the beard and hair on his face are almost indistinguishable, Xiao Shu, you give him some silver taels!"

Shu Hattian shook his head, and said in his heart, I don't know how many thousands of beggars are in Chang'an City? Can you give them all? However, he knows that this eldest sister has always been kind-hearted, and he can't see those weak and helpless people suffering, so that he wants to take out some broken silver from the pocket on his waist.

I don't want to, Shu hated Tian for a long time, but he couldn't find even half a tael of silver. It turned out that he had always been used to being lavish, and once he gave out the silver ticket, he never let the shopkeeper give change. Therefore, almost all the running halls of restaurants in Chang'an City are known as the grand name of "Lord Shu". Today he went out with two thousand taels of silver tickets as usual, but just got a banquet for him in the Yuelou, in order to show his style, he called a large table full of mountain treasures, and bought a whole altar of forty-year-old "Fenyang drunk", and he had spent all the silver in his hand.

"Old sister, unfortunately, my silver was spent on feasting the second brother in the Yuelou!"

"Didn't I just give you five silver tickets?" asked Hu Yiyi.

Shu hattian hurriedly waved his hand and said: "That's not possible! Those five silver tickets are Lao Jiu's 'selling money', and I want to hide them for a long time!"

"Oops!" Hu Yiyi said impatiently: "What is there to hide in the silver tickets?! Those are the most filthy things! Not to mention the ninth sister, the troublemaker, the old bustard of Cuiyun Building can let her in, I can't thank her yet, what do I want her family's silver tickets for?!"

Hu Yiyi's meaning is that the five silver tickets are all from the Qinglou, can one of them be innocent? I don't know how the Cuiyunlou earns this lot of silver tickets every day, she naturally dislikes them for not being clean, and at this moment, it is the most suitable to use them to help beggars.

It's just that Shu Haotian doesn't think so, he thinks that the money he got in exchange for "selling Mao Jiaojiao" is given to a beggar at will, which doesn't seem to be very reasonable. However, when he saw that Hu Yiyi insisted on giving, he had to take out the stack of silver tickets from his arms, hesitated for a while, and took out a silver ticket worth one hundred taels. He said in his heart, if this hundred taels of silver is saved, it will be enough for this beggar to eat for ten years...... 652 Literature Network

Suddenly, Zhu Wucan, who was behind Shu Hattian, somehow, snatched the stack of silver tickets in Shu Hattian's hand, strode to the beggar's side, stuffed the silver ticket into the beggar's sleeve, and waved at the beggar again and again, and said respectfully: "Master, um...... These silver tickets are for you! You use them slowly......"

This time, not only Shu hated the sky, but even Hu Yiyi, who was at the forefront, couldn't help but feel very strange in his heart.

"Master, what master......? Isn't it just a beggar?"

Hu Yiyi took a closer look at the beggar again, and saw that the man was unkempt, his face was full of messy beard and hair, and he couldn't tell how old he was, but he saw that his hair was still completely black, and he should be a middle-aged man. At this moment, although Zhu Wuneng stuffed a huge amount of silver tickets into the sleeves of the middle-aged beggar, he didn't realize it, and he slept soundly.

"Idiot, if you want to talk about your master, my old Shu is, for no reason, how can you recognize a beggar as a teacher?" Shu hattian pointed at Zhu Wuneng and said.

"Hehe, Lao Shucai taught me three tricks, he is my master!" Zhu Wuneng said with a smile.

"I don't know what kind of madness I have today, I would think of a beggar as a master!" Shu hattian shook his head and sighed.

Hu Yiyi saw that it was not early, and she was in a hurry to go back to arrange dinner, so she beckoned and signaled Shu Haotian not to entangle, and to hurry back home.

The three of them passed through the West Market, and in the afterglow of the setting sun, they walked towards Liquanfang.

"Whew...... ......The three of them had walked ten steps away, but they heard a thunderous snoring sound, Hu Yiyi couldn't help but look back, and saw that the person who was snoring was the middle-aged beggar who was lying on his back and sleeping soundly, Hu Yiyi couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

Unexpectedly, a beggar who has nothing can sleep so sweetly on this Chang'an Avenue!

The beggar was still asleep at this time, and he naturally didn't know that he had an extra batch of five hundred taels of silver, and this batch of silver, if he saved a little, would be enough for him to eat and wear for the rest of his life. However, although he didn't know that he had five more silver tickets on his body for no reason, he still slept so sweetly, what did these five hundred taels of silver tickets have to do with his sleep?

Sometimes, having nothing is not a relief for a person.

Because you have nothing, you don't have to fear losing anything.

I'm afraid that at this moment, even those people in this world who have ten thousand taels of gold live in their own mansions, and they may not be able to sleep so comfortably like this beggar!

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After Hu Yiyi, Shu Haotian, and Zhu Wuneng left, it didn't take long for a small group of forbidden troops to patrol the city in the west of Chang'an City. The leader was a chief, who saw that there was a beggar lying there at the entrance of the west market of Chang'an City, and immediately strode forward, poked the handle of the gun in his hand into the beggar's buttocks, and said loudly:

"Bold vagabonds, dare to lie down openly at the entrance of Xishi Street, don't you get up with me quickly!

"Huh......" The middle-aged "beggar" slowly opened his eyes at this time, and when he saw that the sky was bright, he couldn't help but rub his sleepy eyes twice, yawned and said:

"It's not time yet, why wake me up?!"

"Bold! This is not the place for you to sleep! Get up quickly, let me go......" It can be seen that today's chief still feels a little pity for the "beggar" in front of him, and he reminded him repeatedly, urging the "beggar" to run away quickly, naturally with the intention of not wanting to arrest him in prison.

The eight forbidden army guards behind Shi Chang also strode at this time, and they saw that the "middle-aged beggar" had not moved for a long time, and were waiting for Shi Chang's order, and immediately tied up the "beggar" and put him in the prison of Chang'an County.

According to the custom, the homeless beggars in Chang'an City were originally under the jurisdiction of Jingzhao Mansion. In broad daylight, if a beggar violates the ban and appears at the intersection of the eastern and western cities and the bustling streets without authorization, it is a dereliction of duty under the jurisdiction of Jingzhao Mansion. At this time, if their forbidden army arrested the "middle-aged beggar" to the Yazhong of Chang'an County, those catchers thanked them quickly, and they would inevitably invite them to drink a meal.

To the great surprise of these soldiers, the chief of his own family, after seeing the face of the "middle-aged beggar" clearly, was immediately shocked, and saluted the "beggar" again and again to apologize: "It turned out to be General Li, the little one didn't know that the general was here, offended, offended!"

Not only the eight guards under Shi Chang, but even the passers-by, when they saw this scene, could not help but be puzzled, and said in their hearts, how can a leader of the forbidden army salute a beggar? Could it be that this soldier's brain is not good, and he is confused?

Naturally, this chief was not the slightest bit confused, and the consciousness in his mind was quite clear. He just took a closer look, and immediately recognized the "middle-aged beggar" in front of him, who was the former Zuo Wuwei Grand Prize Army, Li Junxian, the Duke of Wulian County!

In the past, General Li was a famous general in the Great Cadre Forbidden Army, and when he galloped in front of the two armies, he held a bright silver spear in his hand and a green sword on his back. At this time, although Li Junxian had been dismissed from office by the emperor's decree, he was too famous back then, and when he saw this, he couldn't help but respectfully step forward and salute.

Li Junxian saw that someone recognized him, not only did he not like it, but he was bored, he turned over, waved his hand and said: "There is no 'General Li' here, you have recognized the wrong person!"

After that, he didn't raise his head, and went east, leaving everyone with a lonely and lonely back.

"General Li, why did you fall to such a point?! If the general doesn't dislike it, I still have some silver taels here," the chief said, and he took out a few pieces ......of broken silver from his bosom, about five taels of silver. But when he looked up, Li Junxian's lonely figure had long since disappeared into the crowd.

"Ahem......" The chief sighed for some reason. His face at this time was full of incomprehension, sympathy, disappointment, injustice, and even a trace of resentment......

Such a good man, such a good general, would have ended up in such a situation! Heaven is so unfair to him!

Eight of his guards came running one after another, and asked puzzledly: "Chief, why do you call him 'General'? Is this beggar really a general?"

Shi Chang waved his hand and commanded:

"He's not a general, he's not a beggar, if you run into him in the future, treat him as if you didn't see him!"

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Li Junxian walked aimlessly down the street, he went east through Dongshi, then south through Qiushuiyuan, and continued all the way south...... He's been walking aimlessly like this.

At this time, the sun is setting in the west, the sunset is about to disappear, the sky is getting darker, and the beggars and homeless people in Chang'an City have also come out of the horns at this time and began to look for food. At this time, Chang'an City was at the moment when the soldiers were on duty, and the people patrolling the city were the least, and naturally, it was also the best time for these beggars and nomads to do their activities.

Li Junxian took out the five silver tickets of one hundred taels from his sleeve, and instead of any happiness on his face, a wry smile flashed on his face. These five silver tickets, which countless people would be the envy of, he just casually threw them to those real outless beggars.

After each beggar got the silver ticket with "one hundred taels" written on it, he was stunned at first, and after a while, he couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise.

The beggars who had picked up the silver tickets would immediately kneel down and kowtow to the ragged man who had thrown them them. But when they looked up, the man who had just thrown out the silver ticket had already strode away, leaving only a back, which gradually disappeared in the wind.

It was an extremely melancholy and lonely back......