The cold wind invaded the whole of the north, and the Yuan soldiers plundered everything wherever they went, and the villages on the outskirts of Luoyang City were even more spared, except for Mu Jiu'er, who escaped the hunger of the soldiers, and the whole family froze to death in the only empty granary in the village, he fled all the way to Luoyang City, and finally slipped into the city, and had to become a little beggar begging along the street.

On a snowy night in the middle of winter, he lay alone at the mouth of an alley on North Street, begging for leftovers from passers-by to make ends meet, but in the year of the war shortage, even the people living in Luoyang City were unable to continue, how could there be extra food to relieve the beggars running around the street.

"Daddy, that little beggar is so pitiful. A teenager, dressed in a red velvet robe, sat in a carriage and slowly passed through the snow on North Street. He leaned on the window and saw Mu Jiu'er begging at the corner of the street, and couldn't help but shout, "Can we take him back to Tianxiang Building?"

Mu Jiu'er in the snow hurriedly ran to the carriage, shivering, his lips were cold and chapped and blue, he exclaimed urgently, "Master, give me something to stutter, just one bite, I haven't eaten for three days." ”

"Go away, little beggar!" the coachman raised his whip and was about to swing it, but was stopped by a shout from the man sitting in the car.

Mu Jiu'er hurriedly dodged the whip, and through the curtain of the car window, he saw that the man had a delicate face and a serious face, and he was holding a young man the same size as him in his arms.

The red-robed man waved his hand at him and motioned for Mu Jiu'er to approach the carriage, "Boy, what's your name." ”

Mu Jiu'er glanced up at the whip in the coachman's hand, hesitated for a moment, slowly walked to the car window, a warm wind slowly poured out of the carriage, and he replied timidly, "Master Qiqi, my name is Jiu'er." ”

"Jiu'er, what's your last name?" the young man in the red velvet robe hurriedly handed out a piece of hot cake, leaning on the window and asking curiously.

"The surname is Mu. Mu Jiu'er took the hot cake, stuffed it into her mouth, chewed it in a big gulp, and said in a happy low voice, "It's delicious, it's delicious." Thank you, sir. He hurriedly bowed deeply.

"Mu Jiu'er... Jiu'er," the young man in the red velvet robe patted the snow on his head, turned his head and pleaded with the man in the car, "Daddy, take Jiu'er back to Tianxiang Building, and you can also be a companion for me." ”

"Jue'er, don't mess around, maybe other people's relatives are still waiting for him at home. The middle-aged man lowered the curtain and said in a deep voice, "Let's go." ”

The coachman flicked his whip and made a sound of "pop, pop, pop!" in mid-air, Mu Jiu'er hurriedly ran to the carriage and knelt in the snow, kept kowtowing, and shouted, "Everyone in my family is frozen to death, please ask the master to give me a mouthful of food, I can do any hard work." ”

"It's... Landlord... What should this be?" said the coachman, hurriedly reining in the carriage and turning back to the inside.

"Daddy, it's better to take him back to the building first, and you can be a little medicine boy. Okay?" pleaded again in the car.

"Okay. The middle-aged man nodded, the corner of his eye swept over Mu Jiu'er, who was kneeling on the snow, and said lightly, "Mu Jiu'er, if you can keep up with the carriage, we will take you in." With a wave of his hand, he motioned for the driver to pass on the other side.

Mu Jiu'er held half a hot cake in her mouth, ran with all her might, followed the carriage, and headed towards Luoyang South City. He panted and ran along the ruts left by the carriage in the snow for more than an hour, and finally arrived at a lively street in Luoyang South City.

Although there were snowflakes in the sky, there was no snow on the streets, and he stood under the stone archway on the street, looking at the restaurants and teahouses lined with buildings on both sides. Mu Jiu'er couldn't believe his eyes, in this troubled era, the Yuan soldiers in Luoyang City were roaming around, but here it was peaceful.

He walked along the gravel road under his feet towards the street, on both sides were some people dressed in costumes, and occasionally a pedestrian or two walked on the street, but he could not find the carriage just now, and stood in the snow in a daze, looking at the tall building at the end of the street towering into the snowy clouds.

"Daddy, can he find us?" The young man in the red velvet robe stood in the Fengling Pavilion, holding a cup of hot tea in both hands, and his little hands that were red from the cold finally warmed up a lot. There was a hint of worry in his eyes, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the ragged Mu Jiu'er in the street, looking for them.

"If you don't even have this ability, there is no need to survive in this troubled world. A middle-aged man in a red robe stood beside the young Murong Jue, gently touching his shoulder with his right hand, his eyes closed.

"Daddy," Murong Jue pulled off the robe of the man beside him, pointed to the place less than a hundred feet away from Tianxiang Tower, and shouted urgently, "He's here, he's here." ”

At this time, Mu Jiu'er could no longer find the carriage according to the ruts, he could only carefully observe everyone's clothes on the street, hoping to find clothes similar to the middle-aged man in the vehicle.

About half an hour later, Mu Jiu'er carefully observed every wine shop and teahouse on the entire street, walked towards the end of the street with a lost face, and suddenly looked up at the building in front of him towering into the snow, with a glimmer of light in his eyes.

He made up his mind and planned to take a gamble, and rushed over quickly. Straight to the main entrance of Tianxiang Tower, the two huge stone lions had already been covered by heavy snow, and his small palm had scratched a trace on it, standing at the door, without a guard.

Mu Jiu'er took a deep breath and walked in with her head down.

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"Hero, hero. The two little beggars finally finished eating the soup cakes on the table, and the ragged boy shook his dirty hands in front of Mu Daoyan's eyes and shouted loudly.

Mu Daoyan shook his head, came back to his senses, looked at the two little beggars in front of him, the cold streets of Jinling, and unconsciously remembered the situation when he was begging in Luoyang. A smile flashed at the corner of his mouth, looked at the two little beggars in front of him, and said softly, "Full?"

"Hmm!" the ragged boy nodded his head several times in succession, and the mute boy beside him also babbled and pointed to his mouth with a look of gratitude.

Mu Daoyan carefully looked at the two little beggars in front of him, and secretly said in his heart, if it was before, he could still take them to Tianxiang Tower. However, now is the critical moment to find the owner of Murong Mansion, and he always has two little beggars by his side, which is not very convenient.

Just as he was thinking about how to place the two beggars, suddenly a woman's voice came to his ears. The jade tassel went to the court with Feng Han and the others, and was ordered to supervise the beheading of the black-clothed assassin.

When she came to the street, she couldn't believe that the person who had saved her yesterday was eating on the street. Jade Tassel shouted tentatively, "Engong?"

Although she was rescued, Ning Wuji still sent everyone to the court to supervise and kill the black-clothed killer Luo Qianjian, in order to lure out the assassins' comrades and wipe them out.