Xia Zhaoyi smiled and looked into his eyes: "How much will you pay?"
The little beggar stretched out his finger and looked at her uncomfortably: "Wu Wen, what do you think..."
Xia Zhaoyi did a magic trick and got five more coins in his hand: "Here."
The little beggar looked at the copper plate in her palm, then raised his eyes to look at her: "You gave it to me so readily? You didn't even scold me?"
"What's the fun news you're talking about?" Xia Zhaoyi asked with a smile.
The little beggar licked his lips, took away the copper plate, looked around, and said in a low voice: "A few days ago, there was a rumor in the capital that a dead man would go to the streets to kill people. Have you heard of it?"
Xia Zhaoyi nodded: "Yeah."
"We are all afraid of this matter. After all, we don't even have a place to hide. So these days, a few of us went to inquire to see if this happened."
"Then what?"
The little beggar looked around again and said: "I didn't see the one with the knife. I'm in strict control now, but I really saw a lot of the tall and powerful ones. Those who look like they're practicing martial arts at first sight, with their arms and bowls."
Big, actually it’s nothing, but what’s strange is that the few people I saw the day before yesterday I knew clearly before, but they pretended not to know them.”
Xia Zhaoyi smiled and said, "Then what happens."
"I felt something was wrong, so I followed quietly to take a look, and then I saw a few storytellers."
"Mr. Storyteller?"
"Yes," the little beggar nodded, "those storytellers were very anxious. After they entered the house, after a long time, only four came out, and two others did not come out. One of them was the old man from Hu Fangzhai. Yesterday
I couldn't help myself, so I went to inquire at the door of Hu Fangzhai, and was told that the old man was ill and would not come for a while. But I doubted," the little beggar raised his hand and made a knife sign under his neck, "that the old man might have been killed.
Woolen cloth."
After speaking, he looked at the child in front of him.
She is thinking about something.
After being silent for a while, Xia Zhaoyi said: "You can't tell others about this matter."
"I won't tell you," said the little beggar, "and you can't tell anyone else either. I'm afraid that if they are found out, both of us will end up having fun."
Xia Zhaoyi smiled and said, "I asked you first. I asked you if you could change places, but you haven't answered yet."
"No way," the little beggar frowned, "we are driven away wherever we go. Only kind-hearted people can give us a bite to eat. Some people say that we will be driven out of the city, but Uncle Jiu said that we will be driven away
There is only one way out of the city, and that is to die in the wild mountains. Then the wolves will take us away and cut our food into pieces. Then..."
"Don't scare yourself." Xia Zhaoyi interrupted him.
The little beggar nodded and said: "By the way, you asked me if I could change places. What are you doing?"
"It's okay," Xia Zhaoyi said, "You need to find a place to settle down first. Living is more important than anything else."
"good."
Xia Zhaoyi turned and left.
The little beggar touched the copper plate in his hand and was happy that he had made another small profit.
After all, the sky did not fall and it started to rain, but the wind suddenly became stronger and it was very cold.
The storyteller took a picture with his ruler, and in the small lobby, many people were listening with their chins on their hands.
Xia Zhaoyi looked at the Yu Mansion outside. On the high-hanging plaque, the words "Yu Mansion" were extremely brand-new.
Several young ladies from the Yu family came back from an outing. They got off the sedan and joked and laughed. After they entered, the door became quiet again.
At this time, there was some movement from the lobby door.
Xia Zhaoyi had no intention of paying attention, but when she heard a female voice, she turned her head.
Lin Qingfeng came in with the maid, smiled and talked to the waiter, and asked the waiter to bring some good wine and food.
The little maid raised her eyes and looked around in the lobby. Her eyes fell on Xia Zhaoyi, and she came over and said, "Child."
Xia Zhaoyi looked at her, waiting for her to speak.
"Can you please give us this seat?" The little maid was actually not much bigger than Ah Li, but she said as if coaxing a child, "Are you waiting for someone? Why don't you go to the table next door?"
"Why don't you go to the table next door?" Xia Zhaoyi asked.
It's a lively area, but there aren't many people on the streets and in the lobby, so it's pretty empty.
The little maid smiled and said, "Well, sister, there is a piece of candy here. How about you go next door?"
With that said, he put down the candy in his hand and reached out directly to pick up the plate in front of Xia Zhaoyi.
Xia Zhaoyi only ordered three things, a pot of tea, a plate of fried snails, and a plate of honey bean cake.
The little maid picked it up and put it next door. She quickly moved it away, clapped her hands and said, "You can go there too."
Xia Zhaoyi looked at Lin Qingfeng walking over and said, "Is it because I'm too small, which makes you think I'm easy to bully, or am I wearing too simple clothes?"
Lin Qingfeng was about to sit down when he heard this and looked towards her: "What did you say?"
"Bring my things back," Xia Zhaoyi looked at the little maid, "Place them as they were originally arranged."
"Hey!" The little maid frowned, "Do you know who you are talking to? I am just asking you to give up your position. Why are you so reluctant? Believe it or not, I will kick you out when the time comes?"
"There is a warehouse on Chenbai Road in the west of the city. There are hundreds of boxes of medicinal materials piled up in it. If you don't hurry up, how long are you going to stock up?" Xia Zhaoyi looked at Lin Qingfeng and said calmly.
Lin Qingfeng turned pale, looked at her and said, "Who are you? How did you know this?"
"Bring my things back." Xia Zhaoyi said this to the little maid again.
The little maid was stunned there, not knowing whether to go or not.
Lin Qingfeng stepped forward and said in a low voice: "Let me ask you, who are you? How did you know this?"
"Bring it back." Xia Zhaoyi still said to the little maid.
Lin Qingfeng felt anxious and suddenly reached out to grab Xia Zhaoyi's neck.
But after hearing a crisp sound, and then seeing a bright light flashing in front of her eyes, she quickly retracted her hand, but still felt a sharp pain in her right forearm.
The sharp knife directly cut through her clothes, scratching her flesh, and blood gushed out and penetrated her sleeves.
"Miss." the little maid hurriedly called.
Xia Zhaoyi put the dagger back into its scabbard, put it on the table, and looked at the little maid: "Bring my food back."
The waiter who came over there carrying side dishes saw such a scene and stood there stunned, neither advancing nor retreating.
"Who are you!" Lin Qingfeng's voice was so low that it almost jumped out from between his teeth, "I see that you are just a child, and I don't want to get serious with you. If you still do this, I won't be polite. You
Are you afraid that your parents will be found dead on the street tomorrow?"
"Aren't you willing to accept it?" Xia Zhaoyi ignored her and looked at the little maid.
Lin Qingfeng was furious, but looking at the dagger in her hand, she didn't dare to step forward.
She covered the wound with one hand, but blood still seeped into her clothes and flowed down between her fingers.
This chapter has been completed!