Still in the day, the sky is shining.

There were two people walking on the street, one graceful and luxurious, the other unkempt cloth, walking together.

Sanhua's father-in-law is a person who loves Hu Pan's relatives to make sycophants, so Murong Gongzi sent him back to the palace, so as not to spoil the interest in drinking. In front of the Sanhua Gonggong, what Murong Gongzi said was indeed better than the old emperor, which Fang Yin had already seen. The father-in-law of the three flowers cried, knelt and begged, hugged his legs and coquettishly, but it was useless. Murong Gongzi has no official position, but he is a king, Fang Yin saw him kick Sanhua away with his own eyes and stepped forward and slapped him twice, and even scolded three words-

Cheap! Cheap!

Sanhua deserved it, and he was looking for a cheap cigarette, but it also made Fang Yin see another side of Murong Gongzi.

The mind is changeable, one person has a thousand faces, and at this time it is one side.

Murong Gongzi walked in a hurry, not hurrying or slow, there was nothing in front of him, and his eyes were empty. made Fang Yin beside him, like a little follower, a subordinate and a slave, although the two were side by side. It is not the appearance of the clothes, but the temperament and demeanor, he is the bright moon hanging high, he is in the middle of the sky, and everyone walks by his side is the same, eclipsed. In other words, it didn't matter who was walking beside Murong Gongzi, everyone's eyes on the street were focused on him alone, as much as admiration, and envy, jealousy and hatred, making Fang Yin completely ignored-

Being able to walk beside Murong Gongzi was an honor, and there were many things that Fang Yin didn't know.

Just like this treat, Fang Yin, who was invited, has extraordinary significance.

Murong Gongzi never invited guests. This is the first time in my life.

He doesn't speak. Fang Yin didn't say anything. I am not familiar with the place, so he is leading the way, walking around and looking at the scenery. The New Year is approaching, the streets are full of traffic and people, everywhere is prosperous, the war has been determined that the world is peaceful, and the capital is peaceful and peaceful. Big cities, just not ordinary. The streets are paved with large stone slabs, flat and wide, and can accommodate four cars in parallel. And the houses and pavilions are mostly built of stone and wood, the green walls and tiles, the carved beams and painted buildings, exquisite and atmospheric, neat and simple, the old trees and branches on the left and right set off the eaves and arches, the long street in front is straight and can not see the end at a glance -

This is the capital, a corner of the long street. If you look at it, you can see its size, and you can see thousands of prosperity.

There are people on the street. came and went, but everyone retreated, no matter whether they loved or hated, Murong Gongzi was a person worthy of awe.

Then he swaggered through the market, as if he had entered the realm of nothing.

Fang Yin walked beside him, and he had a feeling of being a fox and a fake tiger. Why is it so Fang Yin doesn't know, but presumably such a great power is not obtained overnight, there are all kinds of legends about Murong Gongzi in the capital, both good and bad, with mixed reviews. Suddenly it was quiet, no one spoke loudly, Murong Gongzi has always been like this everywhere he goes, he is alone, but he is like an emperor traveling. Countless eyes were projected, warm and calm, secretive, liking, disgusting, close, disdainful, fearful, surprised.

One mirror is broken, and another mirror, Murong Gongzi is like a pool of bottomless water, which can also illuminate people's hearts. And Fang Yin was finally noticed by people, like a withered leaf floating on a pool of clear water, attracting people's attention with an abrupt and incompatible attitude: "Who is this? Who is this?" People suddenly, startled, and woke up, although the strange young man was not public, he always kept a low profile: "Little Hou Ye! Little Hou Ye! It's the little Hou Ye of the General's Mansion!"

Just because, there was no one by Murong Gongzi's side to accompany him.

Beside a big celebrity, there was a small celebrity, and Fang Yin finally knew that this road was not easy to walk.

When he entered a narrow alley, Fang Yin breathed a sigh of relief and wiped his sweat again: "Master Hou, show people as monkeys, that taste is really uncomfortable!"

Murong Gongzi nodded and said with a smile: "It's good to get used to it." ”

Passing through the narrow alley, and entering the long street, this street is a downtown area, teahouses and restaurants are lined up, crowded with dense people like ants, and there is a vast sea of people in front of you, and the ears are already indistinguishable. The feeling of being lost for a long time, the familiar taste, the fragrance of the vegetables, the sweetness of the wine, the strong aroma of the meat, the smell of sweat, the smell of perfume, powder, rouge, and the shouting of the hawkers are mixed with the roadside stalls and stalls and pots and spoons, so familiar and so kind, that Fang Yin lost his mind for a while: "Heh!"

But it was like a world away, just like waking up from a big dream: "It's amazing, it's amazing!" A lotus flower out of the sludge, the turbid world is a beautiful son, and the downtown is even more like Murong Gongzi's demeanor: "Hulala! When Murong Gongzi came, everyone was shocked, the chickens didn't fly, the dogs didn't jump, and even the children didn't cry or scream: "Shhhh

There is a legend that Murong Gongzi is a big devil who kills people without blinking.

There is a legend that Murong Gongzi was a generous and benevolent man.

Being a person is like this, especially being a celebrity, some people praise you, some people scold you, scold you out of nothing, exaggerate and exaggerate, some people worship you crazy and some people spit and despise you, God is fair, everyone is like this. Of course, Murong Gongzi is not a big devil, let alone a great good person, all this Murong Gongzi doesn't want to bear and doesn't feel that he is enjoying it, and just like when he came, he walked all the way through it: "Murong Gongzi-" also made Fang Yin experience the feeling of a fox and a fake tiger, and he didn't have to be a monkey: "I love you-"

Of course, too, screaming all the way: "Ah――――――――――――――"

In the capital, Murong Gongzi is a big celebrity, Murong Gongzi is most famous for Murong Gongzi's romantic affairs, according to legend, Murong Gongzi has more than 10,000 wives, and all of them are as beautiful as flowers, it is indeed difficult for such a person not to be famous. This is fate, if you don't accept it, the key is that there are still hundreds of thousands of young girls, young women and grandmothers in the capital who are still in love with Murong Gongzi, looking for death and life and queuing up to marry him, so the real heartthrob is here: "Murong Gongzi! Murong Gongzi!" So there are many people who hate him. Hate someone's guts. Secretly cursed in his stomach: "Playboy! Shemale Boy!" This time, of course. Fang Yin followed behind him very wisely, bowed his head and walked quickly, covering his face with his sleeves: "It's really scared to death, it's very good!"

This road is not easy to walk, the street goes to the end of the street, and there is an old beggar on the side of the road.

The old beggar knelt and bowed his head. There is no face, and the gray hair is unkempt.

I didn't say a word.

A little beggar next to him, seven or eight years old, was not dressed like an old beggar, and he was also kneeling.

"Grandpa, grandpa!" It was the grandfather and grandson, the little boy combed two pigtails, but it was a girl, staring at two big frightened eyes: "I'm afraid! I'm afraid!"

Beside it, there stood a group of beggars, indifferent. Turning a blind eye.

You have your own money, what do you have to do with me? You are famous. What does it have to do with me? Even a beggar also has face and dignity, and for that noble son who is like a fairy in the sky, it is a group of beggars in the capital who are on an equal footing, just because they have nothing to ask for. Murong Gongzi never gave money to him, because Murong Gongzi never brought silver money, and it was useless to kneel down for him, which all the beggars in the capital knew: "Grandpa, grandpa, I miss my mother, I want to go home-"

The family is gone, the mother is gone, and the grandfather came to the capital, and the two came not long after.

The old beggar is ashamed to speak, the old beggar has just entered the industry, if it is not for the little granddaughter and the old beggar, why should he kneel on the side of the street and beg for this bite of food: "Big, big, uncle! "Leave the old and crippled, and support the descendants, this mouthful of food must be begged, and I would rather have no face and no skin and despise the bones: "You can do it, pity the poor little old man, pity the poor girl who lives a miserable life, I don't want silver, just ask for a bite to eat, I will kowtow to you......"

Murong Gongzi walked over, and he didn't look at it, so he asked for silver, and Murong Gongzi didn't have it, and he had nothing to do, it had always been like this. You are hungry and cold, what do you have to do with me? You are poor and cheap, what do I do? You are a person of two worlds, you have nothing to do with face and dignity, you kneel and kowtow to me, I have my own way, this is also Murong Gongzi, the rich and noble can't be tired, the poor and the lowly can't move, it's still that dusty posture, but it shows a ruthless side.

Fortunately, fortunately, in the midst of misfortune, there is also our Taoist priest, or Lord Vishnu.

Seeing him walk over, Fang Yin stopped.

"Don't cry, don't cry, go home and go home-" This Murong Gongzi, Fang Yin didn't know, Fang Yin was no longer ready to go drinking with him: "Old man, old man, please get up quickly!" "There are great good people, and the Bodhisattva is heartfelt, so he picked up the poor old man and picked up the poor girl, and roared angrily: "Yu Murong, you stop!" It's a pity that this great good man is also a poor and white, and he is powerless to do good deeds, so he has to beg Murong Gongzi: "If you don't save you when you die, you are not a human!"

With a roar and trembling in the capital, Lord Vishnu appeared in his true body, and everyone present was silent and dumbfounded.

Who is this man, who is sacred?

"It's you! Still watch! Still watch!" No one dared to scold Murong Gongzi, but in front of the public, he scolded on the street: "Pretending to be deaf and dumb and blind, my conscience is all called a dog to eat, and it is you who are talking about it! Get out of here!"

Everyone is looking at Murong Gongzi, this Murong Gongzi, everyone doesn't know: "Oh." ”

So he didn't say a word, lay down on the ground on his own, and rolled away.

It's always elegant, and it's also elegant to roll, and when you get up elegantly, you smile elegantly: "I didn't bring any money." ”

"Take off! take off your clothes!" This person has always been uninhibited, and Fang Yin is not surprised: "Take off your golden fur, take off your snow silkworm clothes, and bring it! I'll change it with you!"

Murong Gongzi took it off, and he was overjoyed: "Wonderful!

The clothes are still like snow, not stained with dust: "I take it off, it's your turn." ”

"Here you go! Here you go!" Fang Yin also took it off, taking it off quickly: "Take it!

"This, this, isn't this from the General's Mansion, Fang Xiaohou?" Of course, someone recognized Fang Yin again: "No wonder!

No wonder there is such a kind!

The little celebrity followed the big celebrity, and now he has become a big celebrity, so that in the capital, Fang Yin became famous in one fell swoop!

Yes, yes, get off and become famous!(To be continued......)