Hidden street corner, under the eaves of colorful brackets.
Two people were kneeling there, an old man and a young man, a man and a woman.
The old man's beard and hair were tangled and tangled, and the skin on his face was as deep and expressive as dry bark.
He stretched out his thin and weak arms, with his palms facing up. His cloudy eyes seemed to have no energy, and his dry and cracked lips would close quickly when he saw passers-by, making a vague sound.
"Uncle, do good deeds and reward your stuttering...Uncle, uncle...you always accumulate virtue and do good deeds!"
However, no one responded to his words. Those peaceful and leisurely people passed by him in disgust, without even looking at him.
The girl kneeling beside him was so small and thin.
Just like a flower that trembles in the autumn wind and will wither at any time.
There were no shoes on her feet, exposing the dark soles of her feet.
The clothes on her body, even though they were full of patches, could not cover the tatters and defects.
Her hair covered her face, revealing only her black, bright, longing, and fantasy eyes.
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The various lights in those eyes made Zhu Yunxi's heart skip a beat.
Following the girl's gaze, I saw a stall selling steamed buns opposite.
The girl just stared blankly, the corner of her mouth shining a little.
Suddenly, her head tilted, because she saw the owner of the steamed bun stall handing several white steamed buns to a fat boy who was being held by an old man with a smile.
Then, her eyelids moved and her eyes became a little confused.
She seemed to be thinking, what does the bun taste like?
A short glance and a moment of scene made Zhu Yunxi instantly escape from the beauty of the prosperous age.
He saw the other side of this era, the cruel side.
This is the capital of the Ming Dynasty, the most prosperous place in the world, but there are still people who cannot afford to eat.
In the vast territory of the Ming Dynasty, there were many such people.
All this time, since he came to this world, all he has done is to hold the high and high throne.
He wanted to make the Ming Dynasty rich and powerful, and embark on a completely different path.
He wanted this Ming Dynasty to shine brighter and leave it to future generations to sing its praises.
He even thought about getting rid of the humiliation and all kinds of unequal treatment and treaties hundreds of years later.
But he ignored the nature of this era.
If he really gets that position, he will have to do more.
Zhu Yunxi stood there and watched quietly, and the guards behind him did not dare to make a sound, until a voice broke the silence.
On the roadside, a teenage boy rushed out of a silk shop with a gorgeous facade.
"Hey, old man, I'm going somewhere else!"
"Don't beg for food in front of our shop!"
"Get out of here!"
As he spoke, the ferocious boy kicked over the broken pottery basin in front of the old man.
The old man hugged his granddaughter tightly in fear, but the girl was still looking at the bun shop.
"How can we do business here? Leave quickly... I'll kick you to death, do you believe it?"
"Why are you kicking his basin?"
Suddenly, an angry voice made the boy stunned.
He turned around timidly and saw a young master from a wealthy family, accompanied by more than a dozen attendants, looking at him with unkind eyes.
The boy immediately changed his face to a smile, he couldn't afford to offend the young master from a wealthy family.
He bowed slightly and said with a smile, "Young Master, this... this old man is making noise at our door. Look, no one on the street is coming here!"
"Let me ask you, why did you kick his basin?"
Zhu Yunxi strode over carrying two bags of candy.
In his previous life, Zhu Yunxi was also a poor man. He was a migrant worker who went out early and came back late all year round, with no holidays or days off, and earned everything with his own hands.
He couldn't afford a house or a nice car, and he couldn't even afford to eat good food.
But although he is a poor man, he is a poor man with dignity.
He understood that he would be chased away if he begged in front of someone's house.
But he couldn't understand, or was a little annoyed, by the little boy's condescending eyes and mean face.
"Tell me, why did you kick him in the basin?"
Zhu Yunxi walked over and glared at the young boy.
The hands of Liao Yong and other guards touched the handle of the broken knife at his waist.
Being stared at by these eyes, the boy's face was instantly covered with cold sweat, and his two legs were trembling.
"Villain...Villain..."
"You are a human being, and so is he!" Zhu Yunxi said something that may not be accepted by people of this era.
Then he waved his hands and said to the boy, "Being kind to others is also a form of respect!"
Others couldn't understand this. The boys didn't understand, the guards in imperial robes didn't understand, and neither did the people who stretched their necks to watch the fun.
"You go!"
Zhu Yunxi didn't want to take out his anger on the young boy, so the latter smiled and ran back to the shop.
He ran to the shop and looked at Zhu Yunxi who was slowly squatting down in front of the girl. He frowned and cursed, "Bah, why are you pretending to be a good person? If you have the ability, why don't you take your family to raise her?"
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"What's your name?" Zhu Yunxi knelt down in front of the girl and looked into her bright eyes.
"Hua'er!" the girl said timidly, then immediately lowered her head and gnawed on her dirt-covered fingers.
"Liao Yong!"
"Third Master!"
"Go to the steamed bun stall and buy a few kilograms of steamed buns!"
Liao Yong left quickly, and Zhu Yunxi turned to look at Liao Ming again.
"Give me some of the money you have..."
Zhu Yunxi was a little embarrassed. He, the King of Wu in the Ming Dynasty, went out without a single copper coin. Just now, he bought candy and the guards paid for it.
Liao Ming reached out to untie his purse. He didn't know what Zhu Yunxi meant by what he said, but he knew that King Wu was moved by compassion.
"Master!" the begging old man suddenly spoke, banged his head heavily on the ground, and then choked and said, "You are kind enough to buy this girl! If you follow me, you will starve to death sooner or later!!"
starve!
Yes, people are starving to death in this era.
Zhu Yunxi's heart hurt like a knife.
"Why are you asking for food?" Zhu Yunxi felt distressed and asked something that made him feel like an idiot after he said it.
The old beggar raised his head with confusion in his eyes, "My son died, and the land at home was taken back by my employer. There is no land to grow and no food. If there is no food, I have to go out and beg for food!"
If the family does not have strong labor force, they are not qualified to farm.
"Third Master, steamed buns!" Liao Yong came back holding a pack of hot steamed buns.
"Eat it!" Zhu Yunxi put it in Hua'er's hand.
The girl first looked at Zhu Yunxi in disbelief, then quickly grabbed the bun and stuffed it into her mouth.
The steamed buns that had just come out of the pan were very hot, and the girl grinned while chewing them, with a smile in her eyes.
Suddenly, the bun fell to the ground because it was too hot.
The girl quickly picked it up again, completely ignoring the dirt on it, and continued to stuff it into her mouth.
"Master, please buy my granddaughter!" cried the old beggar.
An old man takes a girl. Even if you give them money, how long can they eat?
Zhu Yunxi waved his hand to Liao Ming's purse, saying that it is better to teach a man to fish than to teach him to fish.
"Liao Yong!"
"Third Master!"
"Can your family...can you accommodate them?"
The Liao brothers are descendants of the Duke of Chu. There should be no shortage of two people in the Duke's family.
In this era, for the poor, being able to enter the palace of a prince was actually a high achievement.
"Yes!" Liao Yong said with a smile, "Just two more mouths!"
Zhu Yunxi nodded, "Leave it to you!" After saying that, he turned around and left.
Looking back before leaving, the girl was still eating the buns with big mouthfuls, her face filled with happiness.
"Old man, you have met a noble person!" Liao Yong laughed and said, "Come with me and find you a place to eat!"
The old beggar didn't believe it, but in the end his desire for survival defeated his fear, and he followed him holding Hua'er who was eating steamed buns.
After crossing a street, I passed a shop selling tung oil.
"Liao Wu, get out!" Liao Yong shouted at the door of the shop.
Inside, the well-dressed shopkeeper almost crawled out and knelt directly on the ground, "Master, what are your orders?"
This shop is the property of the Duke of Chu.
"Send the old man and the child to the house and give them to the housekeeper to arrange for them to do something." After saying that, Liao Yong kicked the shopkeeper and said seriously, "Tell the housekeeper to make good arrangements. You have been entrusted by the noble man. Don't dare to delay."
The family will take care of the matter!"
"Good sir, don't worry, I will take care of it for you!"
Seeing Liao Yong running away quickly, the shopkeeper stood up, looked at the old beggar and the girl eating steamed buns, and was stunned.
"Noble person? Which noble person?"
Thinking about it, the shopkeeper's eyes widened immediately.
My uncle is on duty in the palace, and he is dressed in casual clothes today. How can he still be called a noble?
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"Hey, man, hurry up and find some clean clothes for this old man... old man and little girl!"
This chapter has been completed!